Chapter 5281 Ten Meter Sword

Style: Fantasy Author: Xiao Sheng, tired of writingWords: 2849Update Time: 24/01/12 12:50:52
"I don't have dreams." The middle-aged man couldn't help but think about Li Qiye's words carefully. Finally, he shook his head and said, "I am just a person without dreams, and my life is pretty good."

"Don't you want to make some money? Are you always living in this small wine shop?" Li Qiye said leisurely: "This is also your little dream. How can you say that you have no dreams? No matter how small the dream is, it is still a dream. "

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be startled when he heard Li Qiye's words. When he came back to his senses, his eyes lit up and said: "What you said seems to make sense. Yes, this dream can be done. "

"Human beings are built from small dreams one after another. Small dreams are built one after another, and they become a big dream." Li Qiye peeled the edamame and looked at the middle-aged man. The man said leisurely.

"What you said makes sense." The middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye, but he became wary again and said, "I always feel that there is something wrong with you."

"What's wrong with me?" Li Qiye couldn't help but count out the edamame kernels, put them in his mouth, and chewed them slowly.

"I can't explain." The middle-aged man couldn't help but touch his chin and said, "If you insist on using a word to describe it, you are the kind of person who encourages me to die."

Li Qiye almost laughed, shook his head slightly, and said seriously: "That's not the case. I am a pure-hearted person, how can I encourage you to die."

The middle-aged man didn't believe Li Qiye's words. He shook his head gently and said, "It's hard to say. People who sell dreams are generally not good people. They are usually people with ulterior motives and bad intentions."

"Alas." Li Qiye sighed softly and said, "When you say this, I feel very hurt inside. I am here to give you money, not to encourage you to die." As he said, He took out another ingot of silver and said, "After all, you just want to make some money, don't you think?" As he said that, he pushed the silver in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the ingot of silver in front of him, his eyes were filled with excitement, he took it over, put it to his mouth, bit it, took a breath, put it in his pocket, and nodded with satisfaction and said: "As long as you give me the money, Everything you say makes sense."

"Are you so unscrupulous?" Li Qiye felt dumbfounded when he saw the middle-aged man's appearance.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he said seriously, "Integrity, what is that and how much does it cost per pound?"

"Seriously." Li Qiye couldn't help but said seriously: "You are really cute like this, and everyone likes you."

"I've always been like this. What's different?" the middle-aged man said in confusion.

Li Qiye smiled, shook his head slightly, and said: "That's not necessarily true. If I were another you, you would definitely drive me from the East Street to the West Street with a ten-meter-long sword, and chop me with a long knife. Come down and chop off my head."

"That's impossible." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Such a thing is definitely not something I can do. If I really want to chase you with a ten-meter-long sword, then I will definitely If it's not me, it must be my eldest brother. Only a serious person like him can do such a thing."

Having said this, the middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye seriously and said: "Moreover, my elder brother will not do such a thing casually. If one day, he really chases you with a ten-meter-long sword to chop him." , then you must have done something big and harmful."

"How can a person like me, who always gives warmth to others, do anything harmful to the world?" Li Qiye shook his head gently.



"It's hard to tell. What about if you kidnapped someone else's daughter?" The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then slapped his thigh and said, "I think if you really kidnapped someone else's daughter, he would definitely carry ten meters away." The long sword will drive you from East Street to West Street. My elder brother is definitely that kind of person."

"Does your eldest brother have a daughter?" Li Qiye looked at the middle-aged man and asked seriously.

"Well, you really asked me a question." The middle-aged man couldn't help but touch his chin. At this time, his memory was a little confused and said, "It seems there is, but it seems there isn't."

There was a "bang" sound. At this time, the middle-aged man slammed the table, stood up, pointed at Li Qiye, and cursed: "If there is a daughter, then it must be you, a bastard, who kidnapped his daughter." Let's go, not just a ten-meter sword, but a hundred-meter sword is not too much. If I chop you off, your head should be hung on the city wall."

As soon as he mentioned it, the middle-aged man couldn't help but get excited.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited." Li Qiye advised: "Look, am I not sitting here properly? Where did I kidnap your daughter?"

"It seems so." After being persuaded by Li Qiye, the middle-aged man seemed to come back to his senses. He sat down for a while, feeling a little lost. He looked at Li Qiye and said, "You really didn't kidnap your daughter?"

"This is absolutely not the case." Li Qiye swore, shaking his head and saying: "Where can I be abducted? Think about it, how could a big girl be abducted by someone who is so smart? If she wants to follow someone, then she must She wanted to leave, rather than being abducted, don't you think?"

"What you said makes sense." The middle-aged man couldn't help but touch his chin and said, "He's not a child. Besides, wherever there are stupid girls, they are all smart people."

Having said this, the middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye, shook his head and said, "My memory is a little confused because of what you said. It's none of my business. I don't have a daughter."

"Don't you have your elder brother?" Li Qiye said with a faint smile.

"I really don't know about this." The middle-aged man was stopped by Li Qiye's question. He scratched his head and said, "It seems that we haven't seen each other since he was born. I don't know if he has a daughter."

"Have you not seen him since he was born?" Li Qiye couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "We were separated when we were born. Besides, there is nothing good to see. Looking at him makes my eyes irritated. Staying with him is not comfortable at all. Yes, as you said, if the shoulder Carrying the sky, it must be someone like him. Silly Que, you can't live a good life, why are you carrying the sky on your shoulders?"

When the middle-aged man said this, Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh or cry.

"What would you think if one day you found out that you were scolding Silly Que?" Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh and said leisurely.

"I don't have any thoughts." The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "He is originally stupid. He can't live a good life, but he must live a miserable life. His family must be ruined."

"Everyone has something to carry on their shoulders." Li Qiye said with a faint smile.

"It's none of my business." The middle-aged man shrugged and said, "If the sky falls, there will be a tall man holding it up, so what are you afraid of?"

"What happened to your store?" Li Qiye looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Smash my store?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but look outside, and finally said, "Let's wait until it hits."

Li Qiye looked at the middle-aged man and finally sighed softly. He continued to peel the edamame without saying anything immediately.

After a while, he said: "You also know that you don't need to stay in this small wine shop."

"I don't know." The middle-aged man refused without any interest at all, and then said: "I'm just living here, it's pretty good, there's nothing wrong with it, I just make some money and live a small life."

"Then what?" Li Qiye counted the beans, put them in his mouth, chewed them, and then looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was a little sulky and said, "There's no such thing as an afterthought."

"But, you know, there must be consequences." Li Qiye said slowly.

"I don't know." The middle-aged man rejected Li Qiye's deduction and said, "I just need to make some money. What can I do if I want so much?"

"It's not impossible." Li Qiye drank wine, nodded gently, and said slowly: "Everyone has their own choice."

"You can also make your own choice." The middle-aged man didn't seem to have a good temper towards the topic of Li Qiye.

"I also want to choose, but I have no choice." Li Qiye shook his head gently.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked at Li Qiye seriously, and finally said: "You are not stupid, you are not stupid, why don't you have a choice?"

"Because if I choose, then I won't be me." Li Qiye looked at the middle-aged man seriously.

"You're not you?" Li Qiye's words made the middle-aged man stunned, and then he said: "Why are you not you anymore?"

"Just like you, you are not you." Li Qiye said calmly: "Just like in the dream, why are you rowing that huge boat? Even if the huge boat is very heavy, when rowing, It’s very tiring, but you still want to row it to the other side.”

"That's right." Li Qiye mentioned the dream, which made the middle-aged man fall into deep thought. It seemed that he was caught in a struggle with his thoughts.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "That was just a dream. I am still me, living in this wine shop, making a little money, and living a small life. What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"That's right, everyone can choose another self." Li Qiye nodded lightly, sighed softly, and said: "That's just an incomplete self."

"Are you complete now?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye closely.

Li Qiye nodded slightly and said: "This is me, the only one I choose."

"You live such a pitiful life." The middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye for a long time, and finally nodded seriously and said, "You live such a tiring life."

"So, many people just want to be an incomplete version of themselves." Li Qiye raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man.