The scholar was in high spirits after drinking the wine, but immediately he smiled seriously and said, "Now that I've had a drink, if you have something to say, senior, you might as well say it clearly."
"Since he is a cheerful person, it is not easy for the old man to show off," the drunken old man said with a smile, "Although there is only one drink, in the whole world, it is an unspeakable thing that is hard to find. Your master has some friendship with me. But it’s just friendship, this time the drinks should be given based on friendship, it seems a bit more polite no matter what.”
"Senior, you can speak frankly." The scholar said calmly.
"The Chu family and I have an old relationship. In the past few decades, I opened a restaurant here and took care of it. In addition, I also received benefits from the Chu family when I was climbing the border. As for how to deal with this kid, I don't know how to deal with it, old man. I am willing to take care of it, whether to punish him to go to the West Shiwan Mountain to work and guard the mountain, or to go to jail, you can make your own decision. As for his life, just keep it." The old man with a red nose leaned to the stone chair and glanced at his expression. The scholar who had not changed said casually, "You can relax. I have told you that the young master of the Chu family must not come back from the dead. He will not be able to get out of prison, and he will not be able to get out of the mountains. Let alone regain the power of the Chu family." There will be no harm to the entire West County, and there will be no harm to the people in the world."
The scholar nodded, "I naturally believe the old man's golden words. Although the Chu family needs a young head at the moment, it is even more unwilling to offend a great master who entered the Tao through wine and is almost comparable to the five realms."
"Your cultivation and understanding are extremely high, your courage is top-notch, and you can tell right from wrong. Even I have some thoughts of accepting a disciple. You kid, you are really good."
The old man admired a few words, but did not hear the scholar speak again. When he looked up again, he found that the scholar had stood up and sat on the edge of the listening platform. The vast long wind swayed my feet, my clothes were scattered, and people were also floating.
The lights under the stage are just like the coma of flowing fire, and the houses on the street are walking along it, but it is like the lanterns burning in the ditch, stretching straight to the sky, branching together, and all sides are bright red.
People in the city are walking through the streets and alleys, their new clothes are so dazzling that they are almost eye-catching. The young princes and their daughters are competing to enter the streets, their clothes and lanterns are shining brightly, which is even more beautiful than the lights in the city. The cornices and flowing tiles were borrowed from the beauties all over the city, with verdant verdure and green leaves, clear and clear. Old men in the city who usually can't stand the scorching heat also took to the streets, trembling and stumbling, but they still argued with others, saying that when they were young, their legs and feet were taller than their heads. Those children still need to be smart and healthy.
The prince's son was riding a horse galloping in the alley, but he asked the patrolling guards in the city to stop him. He dismounted angrily, but when he saw a woman looking at him, he immediately straightened his chest.
The flowing fire meanders straight outside the city without ever ending.
"Senior, do you think there is something missing inside and outside this majestic city?" Liu Qing asked gently.
"The people are rich and the market is bustling, but what else is missing?" the old man replied casually.
"There is a missing light outside the city." Liu Qing sat on the edge of the stage and laughed at himself, "Perhaps in the eyes of the elders or the head of the Chu family, this light is dispensable. As long as most people in the city are peaceful, It’s okay to worry, but for that family, no matter how beautiful the lanterns in the city are, it doesn’t matter.”
The old man's brows slowly rose.
But the scholar was still unaware. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down, murmuring: "It is said that people's sorrows and joys are difficult to communicate with each other. No matter how high the realm is, it is difficult to reach the realm of a saint. If it were me, or if it were me, As the head of the Five Jue, if your family suffered such a catastrophe, would you still have the heart to watch the joys and sorrows of other people's families?"
"The life that senior wants to protect is not because of Liu Qing, but because of the laws of nature."
"I have been practicing for many years, and I have compromised with the general trend. I originally wanted to suppress the inner energy of my body to the five realms, and then break through the five realms in one fell swoop to peek into the scenery above the extreme realm, but I always have to be overwhelmed by the situation, so I still bother to say The leader can barely save his life, let alone cross the unspeakable threshold of the Five Realms in one fell swoop." When the scholar said this, his expression was happy, without the slightest hint of joy, sorrow or regret, as if the matter was none of his business and he was taking it indifferently. .
"But since people are not saints, they always admit death sometimes. God does not want to interfere in the affairs of the world, but the younger generation insists on taking care of it."
The old man put away the jade slip, crossed his legs, raised his eyebrows and looked at the scholar's straight back, and cursed unreasonably, "Why does Nangong Mountain just help fools? From Wu Shuang, the crazy man who rushed to Wujue with his sword, to you, a disciple Why bother to say such words to me?"
"Truth is becoming increasingly rare in this world. No matter how few fools there are, how many people are still willing to tell the truth?"
The scholar patted his clothes, stood up from the cracked stone platform, and held his hands to the old man, "Nangong Mountain Willow Qing, I am willing to understand the clever tricks of senior Guang Lingzi, and I will pay for the drinks I drank in the future."
In the alley, Jia He staggered out of the building and happened to see a few old soldiers who were too drunk and staggering towards the alley. He cursed angrily, "I'm just drinking to my heart's content and leaving the horses alone. I'm planning to run away." Can’t do it? Let’s calm down and take the horse back to the barracks to talk about it. Throw away the thing that you risk your life for?”
Several old soldiers were drunk and dim. When they heard Jia He's shouting, they all responded, fumbled and took the horses into their hands, informed Commander Jia, and left slowly.
Look, most of the old soldiers have led their horses away. Jia He went back to the restaurant and found a small room on the second floor. He ignored the man at the table and found a cup of honey water. When he reached his mouth, he sat down without any scruples and let out a long breath of alcohol.
"Brother Jia's ability is definitely this." The senior officer at the table raised his finger and poured a glass for the captain sitting across from him, who had not yet taken off his armor. He said with ill intentions, "Let's play again?"
"Mr. Lin is really secretly wilting." After a glass of honey water, Jiahe Lingtai was a little clearer. When he saw the fat man's movements, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but grin, "I drank with hundreds of people. You've already drank to the limit of your drinking capacity, so with your old-fashioned temperament, is it possible that you still feel sorry for that tattered pot of flowers and plants?"
Lin Pixiu rolled his eyes, drank a drink by himself, and hummed, "I finally managed to get through to my wife, so I came out of the house. If you don't drink with us twice, wouldn't it be a loss of blood?"
"One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen." Jia He half-closed his eyes, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the listening platform, "Then the first disciple of Nangong Mountain, how could he come to the capital of Xijun and still be a turtle all day long? The head of the Chu family actually has such a cultivation level, which is really troublesome."
"The Chu family has roots all over the city. We are new here and can't afford to offend." Lin Pixiu was worried, with wrinkles on his forehead. "Nangong Mountain is transcendent. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the head of the Yizhang Immortal Family. I A mere county guard is something you can't mess with, not to mention the Sanren Guang Lingzi who is an expert in wine. The capital of the West County is really a mess."
"Master Lin doesn't know how to practice. I, Jia He, have never leaked anything, so I can be regarded as not knowing how to practice. So, you and I don't know anything about this matter, so why bother to talk about it?"
Jia He winked at Lin Pixiu and said, "I'm too drunk, so I would like to respectfully ask you to sleep first."
Then he pulled away his arms and hit his forehead on the desk, and he suddenly started snoring.
Lin Pixiu was left in a daze for a while, then he poured a bottle of wine, lay back, and fell into a deep sleep.
