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Volume 3: Human Skin Coat Chapter 516: Years of Famine

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    ps: Read the exclusive story behind "Yehuan", listen to your more suggestions for the novel, follow the official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter dd), and tell me quietly!  The sky is slightly cooler, the sun is setting, and the morning glow is flying all over the sky. Some people are crying, some are making trouble, but the only thing that cannot be heard is the joyful songs and laughter that should have been there.  šI There are many people on the deserted road. The people who have left their homes have painted the road into a big black snake, twisting and turning, with almost no end in sight. At the back of the crowd, two figures, one big and one small.  , followed slowly and slowly.  The little girl still wears a long ponytail, red cloth clothes and red cloth shoes, and her little face has a red apple blown by the wind.  But from time to time she looked at a little boy about her age in the crowd in front.  The little boy was holding a green apple in his hand, crunching and chewing it, it was so sweet.  Perhaps seeing Er Nizi's fixed gaze, she deliberately showed off, took a heavy bite, and then made a face at Er Nizi, making the little girl's cheeks suddenly bulge with anger.  "Are you hungry?" Xu Lin asked casually.  The little girl held Xu Lin's clothes with one hand, shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry." Xu Lin glanced at the darkening sky, then looked at the crowds of people stopping slowly on both sides of the road and said, "Are you tired?"  "This time the little girl did not shake her head again, but looked up at Xu Lin and nodded gently.  Xu Lin took Er Nizi and sat down under a big tree on the roadside. Under the same big tree, there were not only Xu Lin and the little girl, but also other refugees who were in trouble.  When people are in troubled times, the world is desolate, the land is desolate, and the war is desolate, so that the original family fortune and feet have to be destroyed. As for where they will end up, God knows, but people don't know.  Xu Lin reached out and took the half of the steamed bun handed over by the little girl, then looked at the smaller half of the steamed bun in the little girl's hand, and said with a smile at the corner of his eyes: "I'm not hungry." After saying that, he stuffed the steamed bun back into Er Nizi's hand.  In Er Nizi's hand, when the little girl was still about to say something, she saw an extra little head appearing beside the big tree at some point, looking at the white-faced steamed bun in Er Nizi's hand with a greedy look on her face.  Ernizi let out a proud "hum" and took a hard bite. Although she was facing Xu Lin, the corner of her eye kept glancing at the little boy's face with envy and said, "Are you really not hungry?" Xu Lin shook his head.  , then closed his eyes, leaned against the tree behind him, and felt the increasingly cool breeze.  Perhaps because of his peers, the little boy walked up to Ernizi without being shy, then carefully took out another green apple from his arms, and pointed at the other half of the white-faced steamed bun in Ernizi's hand.  , it seems to be saying, let¡¯s keep changing.  Ernizi said "hum" again and turned her head, but the little boy refused to leave. He looked eagerly at the white-faced steamed buns in Ernizi's hands, as if he had made up his mind, and the little chubby hand was in his arms again.  After digging around, he found another green apple, only slightly smaller.  Ernizi took the two apples in her hand unceremoniously, and stuffed half a white-flour bun into the little boy's hand. The latter immediately turned into a smiling face and ran towards the big boy.  Behind the tree, Cuisheng said: "Grandpa, you eat it." The little girl didn't care who the boy gave the bun to, but took a firm bite of the green apple, and then handed the big one to Xu Lin. This time Xu Lin  Lin didn't refuse, but he didn't eat either. He just put it in his arms and closed his eyes again.  Ernizi was eating the apple with a satisfied look on her face, but she didn't know when the little boy appeared in front of her again with an extra bamboo tube in his hand. He handed it to the little girl and said, "You drink." The little girl blinked.  Blinking his eyes and taking the bamboo tube in disbelief, the little boy saw an old white-haired Taoist priest beside him. He smiled at Er Nizi, then looked at Xu Lin who had already stood up and said, "Donor  You are so polite." Xu Lin felt calmly in his heart and said politely, "You are so polite." The old man seemed to be very talkative. After sitting down with Xu Lin, he said:  He kept talking, and while Xu Lin pretended to listen carefully, he felt even more wary in his heart.  It was quite a coincidence that we could meet cultivators in the refugee team. And listening to the old man's words, Xu Lin's original carelessness could not help but fade away a bit.  It turns out that while the old man lamented that the world was not good, he also talked about things like God's will. But with these words, it was acceptable to deceive those ignorant refugees. As far as Xu Lin was concerned, it was simply a joke.  But then the old man said, Tao is the Tao of Heaven, and the Tao of Heaven is for people to practice Tao. People have disputes, and Tao is also different. Therefore, the chaos in the world originates from the realm of cultivation, and the realm of cultivation, the gate of demons and ghosts, is the main gate.  Demon cultivators, the two are tit for tat, and this world is also in chaos.  Investigating its origin, the king of Jin Ting, who was about to step into the Beijing Division, believed in the magic sect.There is also a ghost king helping Zhou to do evil, so the world is in chaos, but there is also a demon lord at the main gate and a Taoist saint who has re-entered the realm of god transformation to help the world, but I don't know how long this chaos can last.  Xu Lin smiled and said nothing. The more the old man spoke, the more Xu Lin could sense his exhalation and know how much cultivation he had. However, he was just a Qi practitioner, which was extremely rare among these refugees.  "No matter what the main entrance is, no matter what the devil's path is, it seems that the whole world should not be involved." Xu Lin's words were quite satisfactory, but to the ears of the old Taoist priest, they did not take it seriously. They just regarded it as ordinary people's thinking.  Said: "In the Battle of Xuzhou, a big city is now in ruins. It is said that not only human warriors, but also Taoists were involved in that battle. The world has really changed." "This is also happening below.  I heard, but who is the saint who became a saint in that sect?" The old Taoist laughed and sighed with envy: "I don't know how many years ago, it is said that Kunlun, the leader of the sect in the world of cultivation, and his current headmaster Zhenren Qinghong, now  Everyone in the world calls him Qinghong Saint, and he is the only spiritual cultivator in our human race." Hearing the four words "Qinghong Saint", Xu Lin couldn't help but feel a little want to laugh, and asked again: "I heard that.  There was an ancestor in Kunlun, wasn't he also in the state of becoming a god?" The old Taoist priest sighed: "He died." After a moment of silence, he added: "It seems that he died in the hands of the devil."  Thinking back to the moment when Patriarch Xuande was taken away by the Demon Lord's Mountain and River Cauldron in the Battle of Kunlun that day, the image of the woman in white somehow appeared in Xu Lin's mind.  Next, the old man chatted with Xu Lin about what had happened in the world of cultivation in the past two years. The only thing that interested Xu Lin was the Ghost Emperor who had been traveling all over the world. He seemed to be intercepting and killing some important figures, and his whereabouts were uncertain. This thing happened all the time.  The Taoist priest only mentioned it, but Xu Lin's lips curved inexplicably.  Of course he knew who the Ghost Emperor was chasing. This was the trap Xu Lin laid on the bloody old man after the battle with the Ghost Emperor in the northwest. The Demon Lord at that time was even more happy to see it happen, no matter who it was.  No one likes having a big mouse in their pot.  He, the Bloodstained Taoist, should never rob the world of blood, food, and luck with the Demon Lord, and this trick could be regarded as being set by Xu Lin and the Demon Lord together.  The night was long. The little girl and the boy seemed to get along well after trading apples for steamed buns. After the two eleven or twelve-year-old children were tired from playing, they each snuggled into the arms of Xu Lin and the old Taoist priest. The long night was long,  There is also a cool breeze blowing, it is indeed a bit cold.  "What are your plans next?" Xu Lin asked casually.  The old master gently stroked the boy's forehead and said: "The old Taoist has been practicing Taoism all his life, but he has never crossed the threshold of Qi training. My grandson still has some talent for practicing Taoism, so I don't want to miss him." Xu Lin Weiwei  Frowning, he subconsciously glanced at the sleeping little boy, and then whispered: "Do you really want to go to Kunlun?" The old Taoist priest nodded, but Xu Lin did not speak anymore, but looked into the distance, because in his heart  , somehow, I suddenly remembered the peach blossom forest, which is at Wangyue Peak, right at the top of my gaze, right there, always right there! (A great pie-in-the-sky activity, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Follow  Click on the public account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter dd) and participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow the dd WeChat public account now!) (To be continued. 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