nbsp; The woman smiled sweetly: "He is an old man named Yi Bocheng. He hangs out in the tavern all day long. He also wears such a badge on his clothes."
Xiao Yan and others were overjoyed when they heard Yi Bocheng's name. Isn't this the person Bo Shi mentioned?
He thanked the woman on the spot, asked for directions, and Xiao Yan and others hurried to the tavern.
After turning a few small corners, a slightly antique-looking building made of logs appeared in front of us. A plaque with a gold and black background hung the two characters "Tavern". The door was ajar, and there was a lot of noise inside. ** came out faintly.
"This is it, that's right." Xiao Yan and the others were overjoyed and stepped forward quickly, about to open the door of the tavern. Suddenly Xiao Yan was stunned, and the blood flowing in his body seemed to tremble.
Xiao Yan stopped and sensed carefully that there were waves of calls coming from the blood. It was the attraction of the same blood, blood is thicker than water, and it was absolutely unmistakable.
"There are people from the Xiao clan inside." Xiao Yan was very happy to meet an old friend in a foreign country, but he was also a little confused.
"Why would people from the Xiao Clan come here? There is no reason, and it can resonate with the bloodline. The deeper the skill, the more obvious the response. But the Xiao Clan doesn't seem to have many high-level Dou Emperors."
Xiao Yan was puzzled, shook his head, and put down his thoughts for the time being. At this moment, it was more important to find the person who could lead the way to find the spirit seal moss.
Just when Xiao Yan was about to push the door open and enter, there was an old man sitting in a dark corner of the tavern. His complexion was sallow and his energy was listless. The long hair on his forehead half covered his eyes. The eyes he occasionally opened were cloudy and dull. , it seems that nothing in this world can make him care.
Under the misty wine lights, the old man drank the fiery barley wine one mouthful at a time. This kind of wine is very cheap, does not have much mellow taste, and only has the pleasure of numbing the nerves.
The drink flowed down the corner of his mouth and onto the robe, which had no discernible color and seemed to be a bit dark gray. A shining silver Tenglong badge on the chest was the only eye-catching thing on the old man's body.
He is Yi Bocheng, the leader of the Bexili Mercenary Group that Xiao Yan and others are looking for.
Suddenly, the old man's turbid eyes condensed, and he swept away the decadence. He glanced at the door, his body flashed, and he disappeared into the tavern in an instant.
The old man left the tavern without looking back. After a few ups and downs, he appeared behind the hill next to Gintama Town. He chose a dark backlit place and squatted down. It seems that being in the company of darkness can give me a sense of comfort, and the decadence just now resurfaces on my face.
He took a big sip of the wine, and the hot liquid flowed down his throat and into his internal organs. The old man seemed to be satisfied with this feeling, but a little crystal oozed from the corners of his wrinkled eyes unconsciously.
The escape just now was precisely because of Xiao Yan's appearance. This old man's real name is not Yi Bocheng, but Xiao Yao, the former patriarch of the Xiao clan. Although it is still the case now, Xiao Yao feels that it is no longer the case, at least he feels that he is no longer worthy of being the leader of the clan.
"Once upon a time, when I was at the peak of four stars, I was so arrogant. I boasted that I would break through to five stars on my own in Haikou. For this reason, I ran away from the clan and vowed not to die until I broke through. But now I am so depressed that I can only feel the blood of the Xiao clan and die. Escape, I really can’t see my people..." The old man was immersed in memories.
Recalling that back then, I was the first person in the Xiao clan to reach four stars, and the most promising person to break through to five stars. The scene of the Xiao clan bidding farewell to him as he went out to seek a path to prosperity in order to break through to the Five Stars is still vivid in his mind. Every smile and every hope has now turned into a heavy accumulation of guilt in his heart. The old man shook hands feebly, feeling As his strength gradually declined, he burst into tears.
It turned out that after he came out of the Xiao clan that year, the old man organized a mercenary group to travel around the world. They all had great ambitions and vowed to conquer the world. But just when he reached the four-star peak, he was excited and ready to break through to the five-star Dou Emperor, Xiao Yao found that his strength had stagnated and gradually began to decline, but he didn't know what kind of injury he suffered. The anxious Xiao Yao searched all over the mainland for famous doctors, but to no avail. He watched helplessly as his strength dropped from the peak of four stars to the early stage of four stars day by day, and it seemed that it was still weakening.
The dream of breaking through to the five-star level was completely shattered, and Xiao Yao was completely disillusioned. After disbanding the mercenary group, Xiao Yan even had thoughts of liberation, but finally gave up because he couldn't leave the Xiao clan. However, he was so strong-willed that he had no shame to return to the Xiao clan, so he had to He spent the whole day drinking to soothe his sorrows, hanging out in taverns and gambling houses to pass the time.
With so many thoughts and he couldn't bear to look back, Xiao Yao grabbed the wine bag and drank the wine until the last drop. Waving away the wine bag, Xiao Yao stood up, sighed, and walked out of Gintama Town, planning to leave here forever, stay away from his tribe, and live his whole life. As the sun set, the old man staggered, and his rickety figure became even more bent...
