MTL - Legend of the Great Saint-Chapter 13 Cow tears

Li Fugui said: "This is the hundred refining knives I bought in Jingepu, Qingyang City." He is not a nerd. How can his wife and children die without touching him? He has no hate for his goddess. It is proof that he is still a **** man.

But after all, he was just an ordinary farmer. On the one hand, he was a wine, and on the other, he was a knife. But he never made up his mind to pick up the knife. Instead, he went down in the drunken town day by day, and finally found that he had no strength to hold the knife. But this knife he still kept, did not take out for a good wine.

Li Fugui read the past, tears and tears: "I can't sell this knife, I can't sell it. If I sell it, I will have nothing."

Li Qingshan was so excited that his face was quiet and silently wrapped his knife back into the sheath: "If you believe in me, this knife will be mine, and I will give you an account."

Li Fugui turned his back and waved his hand. Li Qingshan stepped out of the door and hurried away. He only wanted to go to the door and cut the goddess. He went back to the huts and practiced a punch, and then calmed down.

"What is the level of supernatural power that can drive the ghosts? How is it better than me?"

"Strong can make Wan Gui Chao Zong, call a ghost emperor, and travel with the gods and devils. Weak only can bully the ordinary people, practicing not only is not beneficial, but harmful, yin invading, mentally confused, temperament."

"The goddess is naturally the latter kind." Li Qingshan put down his heart, this is what he expected to calculate, otherwise, the goddess will not eat him in vain, so long before revenge.

"But don't underestimate him, you can't see the ghosts, and many means are invincible."

Li Qingshan’s thoughts turned: “The cow brother, I heard that the eyes of the people wiped the tears of the cows, and they can see the ghosts. I wonder if it is true?”

"Less come to hit my idea, the old cow has no tears."

"There are tears in the men's tears, but they are not sad. Can you have no sadness when you have a cow?"

The green cow does not care for the bullhead and ignores him.

Li Qingshan knows that Niu Ge is a real cow temper, and he will no longer persuade. These two days, the two did not communicate less. He also vaguely observed the mind of Qingniu. He did not want Li Qingshan to regard it as a snuggle and his own way. Do things yourself to resist.

At dusk, Qingniu suddenly handed a small porcelain bottle to Li Qingshan, and did not explain anything. He walked out the door and went to the lying cow gorge, looking at the 100,000 mountains in the sunset.

Li Qingshan opened a small porcelain bottle and saw it inside. It was a transparent light blue liquid. He smiled in his heart and smiled. He thanked the back of the green cow and thanked him. He licked the liquid with wormwood and carefully dropped it into his eyes.

I didn't feel anything at first, but then he felt that his eyes were getting hotter and hotter, and he was hot and bloated. If it weren't for the hard work of these days, he could hardly help but cry.

In the smoky blue brick building, a group of people asked God to ask the foreigners, stunned and looked at a piece of paper flying in the air, and then suddenly burned themselves, and it was still a blue flame.

They couldn't see, a pale-faced child, holding the piece of paper with great difficulty. They just lowered their heads and gave all the money to the goddess with sincerity and fear, and then went backwards.

The goddess carefully collected the money and his face suddenly picked up: "What happened? How did Li Er still die? Is it that you don't have to do things? Do you want me to pack you?"

The child’s sluggish face also showed the color of fear and shook his head desperately.

The goddess slammed the bell in his hand, and the child violently slammed into the house, causing a gust of wind and blowing the smog.

After a long time, the goddess will stop the bell: "Hey, if you listen to your grandmother, Grandma will not treat you badly." Give a child a delicate needle to the child: "Take it and stab his eyes."

The child has a hard grasp of the embroidery needle, and flies to the crouching under the night wind.

In the night, Li Qingshan still meditation in the courtyard.

The child walked over and raised the embroidery needle in his hand, slowly stabbing the eyes of Li Qingshan. In the eyes of ordinary people, only one needle flies in the air, not to mention the needle is very thin. Even if it is during the day, it can't be seen clearly, let alone at night.

If Li Qingshan felt it, he suddenly opened his eyes and ignored the embroidered needle that was close at hand. The sword-like gaze stared at the child's dark eyes: "What are you going to do?" His eyes are like gods, like two The group flame is burning.

In the evening, when Li Qingshan was in pain, the scent of the body, suddenly swimming, and wandering between the eyes, the painful feeling, suddenly eased a lot.

When the painful burning feeling disappeared, a cool meaning circulated in the shackles, which made him feel comfortable. At this moment, his heart suddenly gave birth to a warning sign, and suddenly opened his eyes, just to see the little ghost last night, holding The embroidery needle stood in front of him.

The heart was also taken aback, some feared, he originally thought that the goddess had some ghosts and tricks, and it was impossible to compete with him. Anyway, the sin of the little devil couldn’t hurt him~www.novelbuddy.com~ there was a lighthearted mind. But if it wasn't for him that he could suddenly see the ghosts, he would be ruined and ruined by the eyes. So it would be worse, and he would kill the killer early.

The child was even more surprised. Li Qingshan was glaring at him, and his body was trembled. The needles in his hands landed, and the fluttering far away.

Li Qingshan looked at the little devil carefully and found that he was only six or seven years old. He was very handsome. If his face was pale, he was like a golden boy and a woman wearing a silk satin gown. He thought it was his life's costume, not like being driven. The little devil is like a young man of a big family.

When the child saw Li Qingshan, he could see him. He dared not go forward, but he was afraid that he could not complete the task. He went back to be punished by the goddess, and he did not dare to leave and was there.

Li Qingshan has no fear in his heart. Everything is the most horrible thing. He sees it clearly and finds that this little devil is even more afraid than him. He asked Zhang: "What is your name, you are from Where is it?"

But no matter how he asks, the child is not answering the raft, and Li Qingshan feels in his heart: "You can't talk?"

The child hesitated for a while before nodding.

Li Qingshan thinks that it is only used by the goddess, so that the young age is unfortunately aborted, and maybe it is also killed by the goddess, and the heart is a bit stunned, and the attitude is milder.

"I posted so close yesterday, what are you hiding now? Come over, I have something to ask you."

The child's look at him became less horrible, like a timid little beast, taking a few steps.

Li Qingshan said: "If you don't want to talk, then nod your head and shake your head to answer it. So, can you understand?"

The child nodded.

One person and one ghost, just exchange it.