The old man driving the cart tightened the reins in his hands and asked coldly: "Ten years ago, how old were you then?"
"I was eight years old."
Wang Yi sighed quietly: "Ten years ago, you and my master were fighting so hard on the bank of the Yellow River, but you didn't expect that there was a wooden boat not far away, and I was lying on it..."
The corner of the old man's mouth moved, as if he remembered something, but he didn't speak.
Wang Yi murmured: "That year you were defeated by the master's meteor sword. Ten years have passed. If you say that you don't want to seek revenge and beat him to death, I won't believe it."
"Alas!" the old man sighed: "It's a pity that he has disappeared from the world since then..."
Wang Yi laughed, for the sake of his master and for himself: "That's true. Even I, the apprentice, can't find him. He either ascended or died in the deep mountains and old forests."
"I'm afraid you won't have a chance to defeat him in this life."
Wang Yi looked at Baili Ruyan who was still hiding in the bushes not far away and laughed: "Are you working together to plot against me and want to find the old guy from me?"
The old man sat on the carriage and smiled bitterly: "Except for you, there is no other person in the world who can shoot the meteor sword. What do you want me to do?"
Wang Yi thought for a while and replied: "Do you want to take action against me personally?"
Suddenly two rays of cold light shot out from the old man's eyes, heading straight towards Wang Yi, but Wang Yi was not afraid of him, but watched quietly.
I thought you should come, I can use you to sharpen my sword.
Maybe with your old whetstone, I won't have to die in the hands of Jian Shisan when I get to Lantian Villa.
The expression on the old man's face changed again and again, and finally calmed down.
Looking at Wang Yi, he sighed: "Since that old guy dies faster than me, why should I embarrass you with my own hands?"
Wang Yi didn't say anything, just looked at the sword in his hand quietly.
Baili Ruyan in the bushes no longer panicked, but pricked up his ears to listen to the seemingly insignificant chat between the old and the young.
The boy in the car simply took out the melon seeds and started eating them.
Luo Xiaoxing, who had lost his sword, looked at Wang Yi angrily, his eyes even more fierce than those of a wild wolf.
"I didn't expect you to be cruel to your enemies and even more cruel to yourself."
The old man seemed to be mumbling to himself and said: "I thought Xiaoxing could beat you after so many years of polishing, but I didn't expect that he still cherishes his feathers too much after all..."
Wang Yi agreed: "I have been away from my master for many years. If I hadn't been cruel to myself, I would have died by someone else's sword long ago. There is no need for you to plot against me."
The old man glanced at Luo Xiaoxing not far away, but there was still no blame in his eyes.
Perhaps in his opinion, no matter how poisonous Luo Xiaoxing is, he is just a snake entrenched under the eaves, while Wang Yi is a lone wolf walking on the edge of a knife in the rivers and lakes.
The two really can't be compared together. If they don't experience death, I'm afraid they will never be cruel to themselves.
Wang Yi thought for a while and said, "Do you want to give it a try? If you don't try, I will leave."
The old man shook his head and replied: "You go away...don't try anymore."
The old man said slowly: "You have defeated Qifeng Villa, you can make a request to me, and I will try my best to satisfy you."
The boy who was eating melon seeds was obviously a little surprised when he heard this. He couldn't help but look up at Baili Ruyan in the bushes down the slope. In his opinion, Wang Yi should take the young lady away.
There was no sadness or joy on Luo Xiaoxing's face, almost like a living dead.
Wang Yi shook his head, pointed to the black horse not far away, the horse he had ridden with Baili Yunyan, and said, "I want this horse."
Thinking about it, he added, "Since you know that I am going to Lantian Villa to fight for my life, I naturally need a good horse."
The old man raised his head and glanced at Luo Xiaoxing, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "That horse is yours, you can go."
Wang Yi and the old man cupped their hands and smiled: "The mountains are high and the road is far, we don't want to see each other again."
After saying that, he took the horse and jumped up, disappearing like a black smoke without even looking at Baili Ruyan.
The old man looked at Wang Yi who was leaving and couldn't help but sigh...
A horse riding Juechen led Wang Yi straight towards Lantian Mountain like an arrow. He wanted to reach the depths of the valley as soon as possible.
He didn't know if Ye Owl had already seen Jian Shisan, or if the two of them had already taken action.
But he knew that Night Owl was no match for Jian Shisan in any case.
Like all wealthy families, there is a restaurant ten miles outside the valley of Lantian Villa to receive guests.
Lam Tin Restaurant.
Wang Yiyi likes silver and gold coins but not jade, so he doesn't actually know much about Lantian Mountain. He only knows that the world calls the jade produced here good.
Waiting came to the door of Lantian Restaurant like a whirlwind, and immediately saw the person he wanted to see, a drunk and unconscious guy at the table.
Jumping off the horse and rushing into the restaurant, Wang Yi reached out and touched this guy's hand.
After checking his pulse carefully, he found out that this guy was just drunk and not poisoned, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't expect that this guy would be unconscious and lying here drunk.
The owner of the restaurant looked at him and smiled and said: "Don't worry, Lantian Restaurant will never poison anyone. Even if he was drunk for three days and three nights, he would not lose a hair here."
Wang Yi cupped his hands and asked, "What is the name of the shopkeeper? Has my friend already been to the villa?"
"My surname is Jin, so naturally I am the shopkeeper here."
Shopkeeper Jin looked at Wang Yi and smiled: "Before you arrived, he naturally couldn't get in. This is not the place for him to come."
The king nodded and asked, "Where are the Thirteen Swordsmen?"
Shopkeeper Jin shook his head: "How did I know?"
Wang cursed angrily: "You are the shopkeeper here...well, what do you know?"
Shopkeeper Jin laughed: "I only know that I am responsible for sending you to the depths of Lantianyuan Valley because you are Wang Yi."
Wang Yi frowned: "How do you know I am Wang Yi?"
Shopkeeper Jin pointed to the sword box he was carrying and said, "With this sword box, you are Wang Yi."
Wang Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him and said seriously: "I want to go in now."
Jingle bells, there was a string of bells ringing outside the door. Wang Yi knew that it was the copper bells hanging around the horses' necks that made a crisp sound when the wind blew.
Shopkeeper Jin pointed to the black carriage pulled by two horses at the intersection and said: "There are countless agencies along this road. You can only enter in our carriage, otherwise you will definitely die."
Wang nodded, looked at the night owl lying on the table and asked, "Does he want to come together?"
"No, he is safe here." Shopkeeper Jin refused Wang Yi's request.
Wang Yi didn't force it, as long as the night owl was fine and alive, it didn't matter if he was drunk for a few days.
The two got on the carriage, the coachman whipped his whip, and the carriage moved forward slowly.
I saw a small table set up in the carriage, with a jar of wine beside it, and even cups were ready.
Shopkeeper Jin looked at him and laughed: "Everyone here is a guest. We usually serve guests with fine wine. Do you want to try it?"
Wang Yi thought about it and laughed: "Let's have two drinks, drinking will make you daring!"
Shopkeeper Jin was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud. While pouring two glasses of wine, he replied: "You are the funniest customer I have ever seen...please!"
After speaking, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "While you are still alive, drink as much as you can."
Wang Yi picked up the cup and took a sip. He thought about it and said, "What do you mean by this? Why do I have the intention of going this way and there will be no return?"
Shopkeeper Jin sighed and replied with a wry smile: "Many times, I accompany the guests in, and when I come out, I am the only one left. Do you think it's lonely or not?"
Wang Yi was stunned when he heard this, drank all the wine in one gulp, and praised: "That's true."
The carriage was getting closer and closer to the valley, and the dusk was getting darker.
The setting sun has quietly disappeared. Birds returning to their nests are chirping in the green mountains. The mountain streams are rushing down the mountain with cheers. Only Wang Yi is quiet.
After drinking two glasses of wine, he closed his eyes, so Shopkeeper Jin also closed his mouth.
The wind was rustling and Yi Shuihan was wondering. After entering the depths of the valley this time and seeing Jin Wuming of the Thirteenth Sword, could he still escape alive?
He suddenly remembered that Luo Xiaoxing, who was fighting against him, was the son of the old man driving the car?
He even thought about seducing himself Baili Ruyan.
Is she following Luo Xiaoxing back now? Does Luo Xiaoxing still want her? Is she conspiring with Luo Xiaoxing to plot against herself?
Where is the honest monk? In order to date Jian Shisan for himself, Night Owl did not hesitate to test the sword with Honest Monk. Will something happen to this guy?
And that Murong Shuyu, if she knew that she had died in the hands of Jian Shisan.
Will he also shed a tear because he failed to defeat Jian Shisan and avenge her?
As he thought about it, he found that his mind seemed a little confused...
I don’t know where the water flowed yesterday, so why should I shed my own tears in other people’s stories?
That's either a fool or a lunatic.
Just when his thoughts were flying like willow catkins in March, the bell on the horse's neck suddenly stopped ringing, and the carriage suddenly stopped.
Shopkeeper Jin stretched out his hand and opened a corner of the car curtain for him: "Sir, we're here."
Wang Yi responded, got off the carriage, and looked up to see a person standing quietly on the slope not far away, just like a tree standing quietly in the dusk.
Wang Yi suddenly saw the old man blending in with the dusk, and he was almost startled.
Because at this time, his thoughts were still flying in the sky.
The tree-like old man stood there quietly, his gray temples and eyes as bright as lightning but without the tired look that an old man should have.
Wearing a linen shirt and cloth shoes, he is no different from the most ordinary old man in the world.
However, Wang Yi saw a different aura from the old man.
In his opinion, any old man who appears in Lantian Villa and looks ordinary like the old man in front of him is definitely not the ordinary person he sees.
However, Wang Yi came here to die, with only sword energy and no fear in his eyes.
However, shopkeeper Jin who was following him was obviously not as natural and plain as him. He looked at the old man in front of him with a complicated expression and some fear.
Looking at the old man in the night, Wang Yi asked Shopkeeper Jin: "Shopkeeper Jin, this old man is..."
Shopkeeper Jin sighed and said leisurely: "You came to Lantian Villa and you don't know who the person in front of you is?"
"So it's the owner of the Jin family?" Wang Yi murmured to himself.
Shopkeeper Jin nodded: "Yes, what you see is the owner of the village, Jin Buhuai."
Jin Buhuan's reputation is not that big, not even as famous as Jian Shisan. The reason why he is famous in the world is because he is the owner of Lantian Villa.
Wang Yi sighed silently in his heart. He sighed many times along the way.
He thought about it again and again, but he didn't expect that the owner of Lantian Villa turned out to be an ordinary old man, an old man who was not much different from the old farmers he saw working in the fields.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered Murong Shuyu in the pavilion, and the trick that woman taught him: "Life and death!"
It turns out that Mayfly's life is just like the old man in front of him. Standing here allowed him to see the length of the old man's life.
He couldn't help but feel sad, because he thought that the next moment, he might die in the hands of Jian Shisan.
Quietly, Wang Yi stepped forward and bowed deeply to the old man in front of him.
The old man reached out to hold Wang Yi's hand and said with a smile: "You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for three whole days."
Wang Yi took a deep breath and said: "The prodigal son, Wang Yi has met Senior Jin."
