This night, Qin Xiangyu finally let out the suffocation he was holding in his heart.
After drinking a few glasses of apricot wine, I became bolder. When I said that I was going to go down the mountain and beat up the troublemaker, I had to do it in front of a group of craftsmen.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at her and said seriously: "If you are practicing hard just to fight with others, then I advise you to find someone as soon as possible and marry yourself off."
Even Xiaohu back then, the rules set by Li Xiuyuan did not allow him to bully those who were weaker than him.
Not to mention the Qin Xiangyu in front of him who is not yet his apprentice. The old man dotes on him, but Li Xiuyuan will not spoil him.
The old man sighed and said with a smile: "Don't listen to her nonsense. She is holding her breath and has nowhere to vent."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at Qin Xiangyu and asked: "While you are just a monk in the Qi Gathering Realm now, think about why you are embarking on this road of no return."
The master and the disciple were silent for a while, because the old man didn't ask about this at first, and Qin Xiangyu didn't think about it either.
Li Xiuyuan pointed to the foot of the mountain and said: "The young monk has thought about practicing. Firstly, he wants to take care of his master. Secondly, he wants to see the outside world. He is not willing to stay in the monastery at the foot of the mountain all his life. What about you?"
Qin Xiangyu thought for a while and said, "Is it possible that after the inn opens, if someone comes to make trouble, I can watch him cry?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this: "That's more or less the same. Protecting one's homeland is also an original intention. I hope you will practice until the end and never forget what you said today."
There are too many truths that he doesn't want to say, and it is estimated that the old man will not say them either.
Seeing Qin Xiangyu's uncomfortable look, Li Xiuyuan continued: "Today, your cultivation has suddenly improved, and your abilities have become more powerful, so you just want to go down the mountain to find someone to take revenge."
"Let me ask you, if that guy is hurt by you, and you find someone who is much more powerful than you, and even you can't beat him with ten years of hard work, what will you do?"
When Qin Xiangyu heard this, he closed his mouth tightly.
Looking at the old man again, Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "Either you become better than everyone else, or you value peace and make money in peace of mind..."
After clapping his hands and seeing that both master and disciple were silent, Li Xiuyuan changed his sentence and asked: "Where is your senior sister? Has she come to the Imperial City?"
The old man shook his head when he heard this: "There is no news yet? She is still a child now and has to follow the arrangements of her parents."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a moment and said, "She is smarter than you both. In the future, when I am not around, you can ask her. Don't look at the fact that he is younger than you now..."
Speaking of this, Qin Xiangyu finally showed a smile: "I don't know when the young senior sister will come to the imperial city. She won't wait until my inn opens, right?"
"How did I know that she is your senior sister, not my apprentice."
Li Xiuyuan sighed: "Cultivation is a path that defies heaven. It is normal to die on the road. Don't take it too easy."
The old man looked at him and asked: "Is there anything that hasn't been done on this mountain? While the three of us are here..."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, pointed to the door and smiled: "Tomorrow, let's go pick some fruits from the apricot trees. There are too many to eat. Is it possible that we can't sell them in front of the wine shop?"
The old man smiled: "If one-third of the small fruits are removed from this tree, I'm afraid there will be a good harvest in the summer."
How could Qin Xiangyu know this? He just wanted to follow his master.
Fortunately, her purpose of going up the mountain had been achieved.
Even if he was scolded by the young man in front of him, he had finally broken through to the second level of cultivation, which was a big deal.
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The master and apprentice worked on the mountain for three days before clearing all the apricot trees and picking off the small apricot fruits to ensure this year's harvest.
On the fifth day, Li Xiuyuan cleaned up the house, closed the door, and opened all the magic circles.
A group of three people headed down the mountain.
After staying in the mountains for so long, Li Xiuyuan wanted to go back to No. 47 to enjoy the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.
He brought almost all the wine down from the mountain, leaving only two bottles on top, and he wanted to store the rest in the cellar of No. 47.
Slowly let it sit for decades, even centuries.
Until he leaves, take them all away.
As expected, there was no news about Juier when he returned to the imperial city, and Li Xiuyuan was not in a hurry. Thinking that the little girl came to the imperial city and practiced with the old man.
It was only after he entered the backyard that he was stunned when he saw the ridiculously tall osmanthus tree and the tall apricot tree.
Thinking about it, it was caused by the divine light in this world that Master said was caused by the jade plate.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the old man and said with a bitter smile: "Let's get two guys to come tomorrow and saw the laurel tree down the middle. Why should it grow so tall and wait for the wind to blow it down and damage the house?"
In his opinion, the yard is big enough to plant two fruit trees, but they cannot be taller than the house.
Seeing that the old man didn't understand, he continued: "In autumn, cut down this apricot tree in half and leave a few branches. It's not like this is a snow-capped mountain..."
Qin Xiangyu, who was following behind, curled his lips and shouted: "The trees on your mountain are taller. If you sleep under them all day long, you won't be afraid of them falling down and hurting you."
Li Xiuyuan nodded thoughtfully, looked at the old man and said, "That's right. I'll talk to the guy I invited later and go up the mountain with me another day and saw half of the ancient tree."
The tree is big and attracts the wind. No wonder it attracted the monks from the mountain.
Even Li Xiuyuan thought that even if he lived in seclusion on the snowy mountains, he had to keep a low profile.
Qin Xiangyu didn't expect that Li Xiuyuan really agreed, and was so stunned that he couldn't speak for a while.
Less than two days after the quiet days, Qin Xiangyu was blocked by the troublesome young man again at the inn construction site.
As expected by Li Xiuyuan, Qin Xiangyu had a big fight with this guy.
Although he did not achieve an overwhelming victory, it was the first time that he beat a young man until he screamed.
Qin Xiangyu's sword even cut out a long gash on his face.
Finally, he ran away under the laughter of a group of craftsmen.
After Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in the backyard of No. 47, heard about it, he looked at the old man in front of him and said, "Look, this guy wants this result."
There is still a word left. The young monk who has suffered a loss will probably bring in reinforcements to trouble Qin Xiangyu in less than ten days.
Since he repeatedly came to cause trouble, Li Xiuyuan could conclude that this guy was interested in the land at Hongchen Inn.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man and smiled.
Said: "I'm afraid you don't know that this area was a mass grave during the Qin Empire... When I was here, it was rare for two people to pass by in a day."
After hearing these words, the old man couldn't help but shake his head: "I didn't expect that this road has such a story."
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "Even if I tell it, no one will believe it."
After thinking for a while, he continued: "I originally chose this place because it was a gift from an old friend, and secondly because it is quiet and few people pass by all day long..."
Shaking his head, the old man yawned.
Pointing to the pruned osmanthus tree in the yard, he said, "I've already agreed with the guys to invite them when you go back to the mountain."
After finishing the work, I went to the backyard to rest alone.
It was rare that Li Xiuyuan was willing to go down the mountain, so the old man also went to the backyard to rest, leaving Li Xiuyuan alone with a pot of tea, waiting for the drinkers to come.
At some point, a misty spring rain started to fall from the sky. It only took a moment to wet the long street near the wine shop. There was also a trickle of rain on the trees along the roadside.
Li Xiuyuan at the counter held a volume of history books of the previous dynasties and smiled at the romantic past of the emperors.
Just after noon, Qin Xiangyu ran away without knowing where he was. The two courtyards seemed extremely quiet and stopped with the sound of wind.
In this way, the rainwater dripping from the leaves and the eaves will appear particularly clear.
Li Xiuyuan, who was about to make a pot of tea, frowned slightly.
Because he heard the patter of rain and the sound of footsteps in the rain. From the sound, he was heading towards No. 47.
Drinkers are usually alone and never gather a group of people to buy drinks.
Since returning to the Tang Dynasty, Li Xiuyuan has changed the rules. Only wine is sold here, and customers who buy wine are generally not allowed to stay here.
If the wine is too big, he doesn't have to sell it, but he doesn't want to get into any trouble.
But now, trouble is coming.
Just as he was thinking about who would cause trouble for him, a guy with a bamboo hat on his head went up the stone steps and walked into the wine shop.
Li Xiuyuan frowned even more when he looked at the young man in his early twenties who had taken off the bamboo hat on his head and still had a long scar on his face.
He said with an expressionless face: "Want to buy wine? It's not for sale today."
The man was stunned, turned to look at the five people standing outside the store behind him, and took a deep breath.
He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "I'm not here to buy wine, I'm here to find people."
"I'm the only one here, who are you looking for?"
Li Xiuyuan did not look at the young man in front of him, but looked coldly at the silent middle-aged man outside the door who was also wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat.
Although he couldn't see the visitor's eyes, he could feel the murderous aura in the middle-aged man. This was a murderous aura that could only be seen in the middle stage of distraction state or above.
When did the Tang Dynasty have monks of this level?
"My name is Yang Jue, and I'm looking for Qin Xiangyu, the female shopkeeper at the inn in front of me."
The young man said slowly: "My brother said that she has been in and out of here these days. Please call her out. I don't want you to get into trouble..."
Li Xiuyuan sighed and suddenly said something without beginning or end: "When she suffered a loss, she didn't ask me to deal with you, right?"
What I usually hate most is that I beat the younger one and then move out the older one, one after another, endless grudges, like a dead knot.
The young man who called himself Yang Jue was stunned when he heard this, and replied without thinking: "So, do you know where Qin Xiangyu went?"
Li Xiuyuan did not answer him immediately, but glanced at the middle-aged man outside the door.
Then he said coldly: "Get out, don't dirty my floor."
When he was on the snowy mountain, Li Xiuyuan was still thinking about what if he met an infatuated man, a guy with good cultivation and a decent character...
You can still spend some time thinking about life-long events for Qin Xiangyu, although he doesn't like doing these things.
I didn't expect that when I met someone, I found out that this guy was so wretched.
If you suffer a loss, forget it. If you fail, you can do the same as Qin Xiangyu, go home and practice hard for a few years and then come back to regain your place. Unexpectedly, this guy actually brought five helpers.
And there was also a middle-aged man who was distracted by his mid-level cultivation.
Don't even think about it. If Qin Xiangyu is found for these guys, even if he doesn't die, his hands and feet will be cut off, or he will be forced to transfer his property to this hateful guy.
Yang Jue didn't expect that the young man sitting at the counter would speak like this. He didn't give himself any chance at all, and he looked like he was not afraid of trouble.
Thinking that he was chasing Qin Xiangyu, he could still keep calm at that time because he knew that the land would not escape his grasp sooner or later.
He never thought that the young man in front of him would shatter his dream with just one word.
Don't even give him a chance to get close.
The old man lying on the bed in the backyard with his eyes closed sighed and asked, "In that case, do you want me to solve the trouble at hand?"
"Need not!"
Li Xiuyuan replied coldly: "They are not worthy of your action."
A gust of wind wrapped in spring rain blew into the wine shop, picking up a few leaves and petals that had left the branches, and fluttered to the counter...
