Fairy Strange: Eighty Years of Boy Kung Fu in the Beginning

It was not yet dawn, and Mo Xuan, who woke up early, was already practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

The cold air of late autumn made a layer of frost on the flowers and leaves in the courtyard, but Mo Xuan was still wearing a single robe.

The child pile, the child worshipped the Buddha, and the immortal showed the way, and the three moves were repeated non-stop.

After practicing for half an hour, bursts of white mist evaporated from Mo Xuan's body.

After the innate boy practiced, Mo Xuan only rested for more than a dozen breaths and continued to cultivate.

Fists and feet were used together, and a slight sound of breaking the air sounded in the courtyard.

When cultivating the Bafang Punch, Mo Xuan naturally gave birth to a kind of artistic conception of battlefield rushing.

Enemies in all directions, I will destroy myself!

Boom!

Mo Xuan suddenly stopped, and an invisible circle of energy spread around his body.

"The whole body is numb... There was no such situation when he practiced Bafang Chong Fist before..." Mo

Xuan carefully felt his whole body, but soon, under the operation of the innate boy skill, the feeling of sour numbness disappeared.

Mo Xuan practiced another burst of punches, but this time, Mo Xuan did not enter the artistic conception of that kind of rushing and killing.

The sky was dark, and in the house, the sound of people moving and talking was faintly heard.

Mo Xuan stopped cultivating and went back to his room to change his clothes.

......

This morning, the sky was exceptionally cloudy, and it was clear that it was already the hour, and the entire Wucheng was still dark.

"Husband, I'm afraid it will rain today, we might as well open the door early to sell umbrellas."

Deep in the alley, a woman with patched clothes opened the door and washed the potty as she rushed into the house.

Cough cough~~

Inside the house, there was a coughing sound.

The sound is continuous, like breathless, and like a broken bellows, which is uncomfortable to hear.

Hearing this cough, the woman stopped speaking and brushed the potty hard.

It is clear that the bedpan has been cleaned, but the woman still brushes it non-stop.

In the dim room, the candle flame danced, and a bearded man looked at the head of the bed with a haggard expression.

An old lady with sunken eyes and a thin face coughed non-stop.

The old lady lay on the bed with her clothes, and after coughing for a while, she began to moan.

"Son, is the medicine ready?" The old lady turned her head and asked weakly.

"Well... All right. The man looked at the old lady on the bed, his eyes sad and full of guilt.

"It's ready, just serve it, cough!" The old lady coughed again.

The man turned his head and picked up the medicinal soup that had been prepared on the table a long time ago.

The pitch-black medicine soup was completely cold, and although the man made up his mind, when he picked up the medicine bowl, his hands still couldn't stop shaking, and he almost spilled the medicine soup.

"Mom, drink the medicine."

The man leaned in front of the bed and handed the bowl to the old lady.

The old lady sat up with difficulty and took the medicine bowl with her claw-like hands.

"It's cold." The old lady took a sip and said, but still finished the medicine in small sips.

"Mother, you have been ill for five years, and even Doctor Xue Shen of the Fucheng Medical Center can't help..."

Speaking of this, the man had already begun to cry.

The old lady sighed and lay down, looking at the drapery above her head with cloudy eyes, and did not speak.

"Mother, I can't blame the child for not being filial, I really can't hold on, everything that can be sold at home is sold out!"

The man cried harder.

"Uh~~uh~~"

At this time, the old lady's body lying on the bed twitched slightly, and a strange sound came out of her throat.

"Mom, you can't blame me..." the man said as if he hadn't heard, crying.

After a few breaths, the old lady's eyes widened and she stopped moving.

The man reached out and touched the old lady's neck, but did not feel any beating.

"Dead..." As if losing his strength, the man slipped off the bed and slumped on the ground.

After resting for a while, the man came to his senses, propped up on the edge of the bed with one hand, and prepared to get up.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the man only felt a pain in his palm, and when he turned his head, he saw a scene that made his soul fly.

Click! The old lady lay on the bed, like a cat, chewing something with her head down.

As if sensing the man's gaze, the old lady raised her head, her wrinkled face was a little black, and her eyes were dark without whites.

Snap!

Something fell from the old lady's blood-stained mouth, it was a finger bone that had been chewed in half and only a little skin remained!

Yes!

The cry came out, and the woman who was brushing the potty heard this sound, panicked, and quickly pulled the deadbolt.

"What's your name!!" The woman was a little annoyed, and she knew it earlier, so she handed it over to her!

"Be quiet! Don't recruit people from the government! The woman carried the potty and entered the house.

Click!

The sound of nibbling came from inside the house, and the woman saw the man's half-amputated body stretched out of the bed.

"What's wrong?" The woman was a little frightened, grabbed the potty, and walked towards the bed.

The man lay on his back on the bed, the old lady was lying on the side, and in the dim light, the old lady with a bloody face raised her head and grinned at the woman, and several pieces of mutilated flesh fell out of her mouth.

On the side, the flesh and skin around the man's face and mouth were gone, leaving only bare gums and teeth.

Seeing this scene, the woman gasped, leaned back, and fell directly to the ground.

......

Outside the alley, a group of warriors wearing cloaks and black capes were running fast.

Soon, they ran to the end of the alley.

Boom!

Kicking the door open, everyone pulled out their knives at once.

"Just inside the house, take down this damn thing!"

The person who took the lead protected the knife in front of him and rushed directly into the house.

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"Huh? Why so many people from the government? Mo

Xuan, who returned from the blacksmith shop, passed outside the alley and saw many people from the county gathered outside.

"It must be dead." Xiaoqing, who was sitting opposite Mo Xuan, replied while peeling an orange.

Because Mo Xuan always didn't take Xiaoqing with him when he went out recently, which caused a strong protest from the other party, Mo Xuan had to take her with him.

"Hee-hee, young master, I'll peel it off and feed you!" Xiaoqing smiled and pinched a clove of orange and sent it to Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan looked at the alley and took a bite absentmindedly.

"Oh, young master, you took my finger in your mouth!" Xiaoqingjiao exhaled, and her slender fingers were stained with saliva.

"Huh? People with six doors? Mo Xuan saw the six doors of the four Yin Capitals coming quickly and entered the alley.

"The young master is really bad! I won't feed you anymore! Xiaoqing saw that Mo Xuan ignored himself and was a little angry.

"Xiaoqing." Mo Xuan suddenly turned his head and stared at Xiaoqing with a serious expression.

"Huh?" Xiaoqing was stared at by Mo Xuan, and suddenly became nervous, and his heart pounded.

"In the evening, ask Mother Liu what happened here." Mo Xuan ordered seriously.

"Huh? Mother Liu? Xiaoqing felt that her head had not turned around.

......

Pushing open the door, the small courtyard was full of blood, as well as stump and fragments of internal organs.

Several county officials almost vomited when they saw this scene.

However, the four of Shen Lin were as pale as usual.

"The ghost fled." Shen Lin frowned and stepped on the blood stain and walked into the house.

"Zhu Hou, you go and take a look at the two households next to you." Shen Lin ordered.

Zhu Hou nodded and withdrew from the house.

"Brother Shen, what did you find?"

As soon as Zhu Hou left, Gu Zheng and Li Qi came over.

"This is the second time, according to the speculation of Lord Divine Hunt, if the ghost appears again, the thing will be revived!"

Shen Lin said in a low voice.

Hearing this, the other two became serious in their expressions.

"Wait another five days, wait for the ghost market to open, find a way to get rid of Zhu Hou, we will act alone!"

Shen Lin said in a deep voice.