Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Under the same moonlight, different areas.

While Yi Chen was holding the moonlight here, the Fengyun City Palace also underwent hundreds of millions of small changes.

Wang Dazhu is a domestic slave nurse in the Fengyun City Palace. He originally lived in a run-down village in Lijia Village, Gunshi Town. His mother died when he was three years old, and his father went hunting in the mountains when he was thirteen and was accidentally bitten to death by a wild boar.

This makes the already poor families even worse.

The house was so poor that even mice wouldn't come, and even if a thief came in, he would cry bitter tears. He would leave two copper coins behind, and the main one would be so poor that he would be heartbroken.

Li Dazhu, who had gone to private school for three years and had some knowledge of writing, looked at his dilapidated home. Finally, one starry night, when he watched a squirrel slip away from his door without looking back, the grievances he had accumulated finally burst out. .

He made a decision that went against his ancestors.

Selling oneself! He sold himself to the Wang family, a wealthy family in the county town, and changed his surname to Wang.

Although his father held his hand before he died and said with tears in his eyes that he hoped he would leave a trace of incense in the family, he couldn't bear it anymore as the family was so poor that all the mice had moved.

It is said that one cannot be poor for more than three generations. His generation is the third generation of the Li family. Where can there be any incense?

If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful.

The clan elders scolded him for being greedy for pleasure, ignoring family inheritance, and treating others like a dog.

"Haha, what's wrong with a bunch of old coffin ladles working as dogs for rich people?"

If he hadn't been fluent in writing, among the prostitutes, those with the same level of education as him were not as strong as him, and those who were better than him were not as well-educated as he was, he wouldn't be able to become a dog.

Wang Dazhu touched the black brocade clothes on his body and showed a knowing smile.

After ten years of hard work, the mud-legged man from Lijia Village is now the head of the nursing home of Fengyun County Prince's Mansion. If he doesn't act like a dog for others, he will never be able to wear this black brocade clothes in his life.

He touched the saber at his waist again, feeling a surge of regret in his heart. Thanks to his naturally good body, he had studied hard in the past ten years and finally mastered the iron cloth shirt that the Wang family had trained for their servants three months ago. The state of Dacheng.

More than two months ago, the owner came back from Zhenbao Street with a livid face, carrying a pheasant in his hand. Later he found out that the owner had been tricked by a young Taoist priest and spent one hundred taels of silver to buy a king chicken. .

Wang Dazhu curled his lips and held down the sword with his big hand, feeling a pity in his heart.

It would have been nice if he had been there at that time. As long as he could stop the Taoist priest and regain the situation for the family leader, would he still be afraid of not being appreciated?

He wants to improve so much.

He wanted to stand out so much.

He wanted the money so much.

He really wanted to see Xiao Taohong in Xiuge Pavilion.

Speaking of Xiao Taohong, Wang Dazhu, who is now twenty-four years old, can't help but feel excited.

That guy with fair skin looked like a tofu brain, and he was proficient in playing, playing, and singing, which made even Tiebushan Dacheng say he couldn't stand it. There was nothing he could do about it. As we all know, Tiebushan had its limits.

There are some places where you can't exercise because there are barriers. You can't blame him for that.

"What an unforgettable two and a half minutes." Wang Dazhu looked at the round moon, his mind already far away.

It's a pity that Xiao Taohong is good at everything, but it's too expensive. His monthly salary can only go once in two months.

But this is not Xiao Taohong's problem, it's his problem.

Thinking of this, Wang Dazhu couldn't help but glance at the two subordinates behind him, Wang Qi and Wang Ba.

It was these two guys who followed the master that day, but they were intimidated by that man's power and didn't dare to stop him. They were really two idiots.

You can't seize the opportunity before you.

It's one thing to be unable to fight, but it's another thing not to dare to take action. This is a matter of attitude, and even a dog can't understand it.

If you are a domestic slave and do not use your brain, you will remain at the bottom of the family slave your whole life.

He, Wang Dazhu, was different, with a flexible mind and a flexible bottom line. Part of the land in Lijia Village, Gunshi Town was the property of the Wang family. One year, the weather was not good, the weather was not good, and the grain harvest failed.

It was Wang Dazhu who took the lead and broke the old clan leader's limbs, and then collected the food.

This also allowed Wang Yuanwai to see his ability, courage to do things, and ruthlessness. He was the talent his palace needed, so he was promoted to the position of small boss, and his monthly salary was increased to 20 taels.

Just when Wang Dazhu was patrolling around the Wang family's mansion with his men in random thoughts, suddenly a shadow under the willow tree caught his attention.

"What is it? Who is hiding there? Get out of here!"

Wang Dazhu held down the saber at his waist and shouted loudly. He was tall and his eyes were wide open with anger at this time, which gave him a certain power.

The Wang family's wealth was well known to everyone in Fengyun County, so it was inevitable to attract those gentlemen from Liang Shang to steal.

This was also an important reason why the king raised domestic slaves like them to guard the courtyard, and also hired people to teach them martial arts.

Following Wang Dazhu's angry shout, the shadow under the willow tree suddenly stopped and became motionless.

It is now the end of autumn, and the leaves of the willow trees have turned from emerald green to withered yellow, like an old man who has entered his seventies, looking bleak and vicissitudes of life.

The moonlight is shining, casting a large mottled light and shadow under the willow tree, but because of the backlight, it is still dark, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Pretend to be a ghost. If you don't come out, I will chop you to death." Wang Dazhu bravely walked towards the willow tree with a lantern.

If it hadn't been for the eldest daughter of the Wang family who liked willow trees and the fact that Wang Yuanwai was a daughter slave, the willow tree would have been cut down long ago and there would not have been such a loophole in defense.

Planting trees outside the courtyard wall is truly a genius idea.

But the eldest lady is so beautiful and big.

Wang Dazhu pulled out his sword and walked slowly towards the willow tree, followed by his two subordinates Wang Qi and Wang Ba.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A shadow the size of two palms suddenly struck in the direction of Wang Dazhu and the others.

Wang Dazhu twisted his waist and hips, waved his arm, and chopped!

A sword like a sword appeared in the moonlight.

In an instant, the black shadow stopped and broke into two parts.

Wang Qi and Wang Ba came forward with lanterns and took a look. It turned out to be a giant rat. At this time, its head was in different parts of the body, and it was decapitated with a knife.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

It seemed to be a false alarm. When he heard the strange movement just now, Wang Dazhu thought there was a strongman hiding behind the willow tree.

"Boss is mighty. This sword is so fast and accurate that it is really brilliant. The position of the future head coach of the mansion must belong to the boss. If you choose to be the head coach in the future, I will definitely vote for the boss." Wang Qi was immediately flattered when he saw this. .

When you are a domestic slave, it is important to take sides. You must always remember to show your loyalty. Choices are sometimes far greater than abilities.

The tortoise followed closely: "Me too."

When Wang Qi heard this, his fists loosened and tightened.

"Okay, follow me and work hard, and you will benefit from it in the future." Wang Dazhu was basically satisfied with the performance of his two subordinates. He imitated Wang Yuanwai's behavior and immediately gave his two subordinates a big cake. .

Wang Dazhu sheathed his sword and was about to say a few more words.

At this moment, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew, and the lanterns in the hands of the three of them suddenly went out.

The moonlight shone on the faces of the three people, making them pale.

I don't know when, but mist started to appear on the roads surrounding the mansion where the three of them were patrolling.

A humanoid shadow appears at the end of the road.

The three of them looked at each other, a chill rising in their hearts involuntarily.

Wang Dazhu took out the fire stick and quickly lit the lantern in his hand. The light from the lantern made them feel a little more at ease.