Super Elation Under the Sun

Li Fuyao and Wang Shi entered the town with their sword boxes on their backs. After feeling the gazes of the people in the town, they didn't dare to waver. They settled in a restaurant facing the street. They sat by the window and asked for a pot of wine. And a few dishes.

When Xiao Er was serving dishes, his eyes were not good. If Wang Shi was not generous enough, he would have given an insignificant amount of silver. Even if he served a few dishes of small dishes, he would have to be spit in the restaurant, and Li Fu would fall down. After drinking a glass of wine, it was too late to praise the wine, but I felt depressed.

Wang Shi had a smile in his eyes, and did not speak patiently. Only after Li Fuyao couldn't bear it, he pointed to the street. Li Fuyao followed Wang Shi's expectation, and indeed saw a few hidden places in the street. A small town peeping people here.

Li Fuyao felt a little more irritable.

Wang Shi said softly: "When I entered the town earlier, Xiaodao listened to a few chats from the townspeople. He probably figured out some things. Do you want to listen to him?"

Li Fuyao spread his hands out, "Fuyao listens thoroughly."

Wang Shi smiled faintly, "The river monster that Li Gongzi killed before is actually a river **** to the people in these small towns. Every year, the people here send a beautiful woman in town, and then the river monster It will keep the weather in this small town going smoothly. As for when the woman was forced to do something with the river monster, when she was tired, she was thrown into the river by the river monster and fed fish and shrimp. The people in the town exchange a woman for a year of good weather every year. From the sidelines, it is naturally extremely stupid. However, according to the people in these small towns, this transaction is very worthwhile, and it is out of the quota of women. That family will also receive a sum of money contributed by several tycoons in the town, so we saved the woman this time, not only the people will not thank us for removing the river monster, even the woman’s family Maybe it's not too happy, maybe even the woman herself might not accept our kindness. After all, this matter has been established by convention, and the woman has already accepted her fate. Even if we pull a hand, we will only end up with it. The name of the wicked."

Li Fuyao was silent, and didn't rush to speak.

Wang Shi continued and said, "So after Young Master Li used his sword to kill the river monster, there is no one to protect the small town. The people in the small town don’t know if it will be a harvest year. I can’t guarantee it. Of course, if the weather in the small town is smooth every year, maybe the people in the small town will not resent us except the girl’s family. But after all, there are still people who complain about us. They lost their wealth, but if the weather is gone, they will end up resented by the people of the town. Li Gongzi is a solitary swordsman, who has never cared about luck, but Xiaodao is a monk on the mountain and dare not involve him. There are too many, so Young Master Li didn't help when he took action before. I hope Young Master Li will not take it seriously."

Li Fuyao smiled and said: "I have two swords behind me, and I will cut the injustice when I encounter it. I don't pay much attention to it."

Wang Shi smiled and nodded, obviously in a good mood.

Li Fuyao drank several sips of wine, and said in a sad tone: "Sure enough, I still can't be a good person."

Wang Shi was startled and asked, "Why did you say this?"

Li Fuyao picked up a chopsticks side dish and threw it into the wine glass. Soon the wine in the wine glass turned black.

Li Fuyao shook his head helplessly.

Li Fuyao wouldn't be too happy to think about things like doing good things and being harmed by others.

Wang Shi poked his head to look at the little second of the shop who had brought the dishes before, and sighed: "It's a pity that the silver ingot before the trail."

Li Fuyao smiled without saying a word, but his eyes grew cold.

——

The river outside the town was previously entrenched by the river monster, but after being beheaded by a swordsman yesterday, the river monster, which was originally a huge gray fish, was taken by Li Fuyao. The remaining huge Li Fuyao didn't care about his body, but he was carried into the town by a group of young and strong men that night. After entering the town, a group of young and strong men carried this huge gray fish into a remote alley. In a house.

At night, the old man with white hair lying on a great teacher’s chair closed his eyes and rested. After the door was knocked, he opened his eyes slightly, but they didn’t open them completely. He waited until the young and brawny man broke the dead man. Greyfish carried it into the house and opened his eyes just after he was placed in front of him.

The gray-haired old man waved his hand, and the strong young man exited the house.

A middle-aged man who had been standing next to the white-haired old man gave birth to a pair of triangular eyes and looked extremely wretched, but his expression was calm, which diminished the wretchedness invisibly.

He walked a few steps forward, looked carefully at the wound of this gray fish, sighed a moment later, and said softly: "Old ancestor, the rumor is true. He is a swordsman. This wound was obviously killed by a sword. ."

The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes and sighed: "Fanchi, there hasn't been a swordsman on the border for more than a few years, so how come we have run into the two that appeared these days?"

The triangular-eyed man known as Fanchi said bitterly: "The swordsman in the Chaomu realm who appeared in the Qingshanguan before has a high and deep realm, but he met another mountain **** with a more terrifying realm. In the blink of an eye He was annihilated, and the young man who appeared in this town today is not high, but he is a swordsman after all. Who knows if he is going to Qingshan to watch the smashing place, how to handle it still needs to be decided by the ancestor himself. "

The white-haired old man's expression did not change. He didn't mention the swordsman who came to the town. He just asked: "Fanchi, tell me what kind of realm is the mountain monk on the green hill that can make the swordsman of the Chaoyang Realm die? ?"

The triangular-eyed man tentatively said: "The realm should be in the Spring and Autumn realm. After all, in the same realm, the three-sect monks have no advantage when they meet the swordsman."

The white-haired old man sneered: "Chun Qiu? Didn't you have never seen the swordsman bento? These swordsmen eat dry food. A sword immortal in Chao Qingqiu dared to fight a few great monsters. In the general Spring and Autumn realm, I met this one Swordsman, being able to win is able to win, but it is so easy, besides, the old man Shen Changyu was defeated by that man. You said that man is in the Spring and Autumn Realm, and he is not afraid of laughing out his teeth? According to me, At least ascend to the first stage!"

The triangular-eyed man was stunned and said incredulously: "Old ancestors, if they are the old gods on the mountain at the beginning of the building, then how can they be said to be a big man. These big people come to the green hills and attack the old man Shen Changyu on his behalf. If we plug it in again, we won’t get caught up in the fire."

The white-haired old man had a complicated expression, "After that person shot at Qingshan, I heard that Guanzhu went to the sword mountain."

The triangular-eyed man was startled and said stupidly: "Which one is the subject?"

The white-haired old man smiled coldly.

The triangular-eyed man took a breath of air, "Guanzhuliang also went to Jianshan. Is it possible that the one who shot at Qingshan is the one who made it?"

The triangular-eyed man is not stupid at all, he guessed the key in just a moment.

The white-haired old man hesitated and said: "The old guy from the sea of ​​sheep, when he was young, he visited the mountains and rivers, and he went to Liangxi. Who knows if he stepped on the shit, but luckily ran into that watcher, and stepped on the **** to make a share The incense is not too big and not too small, so no one would dare to move him to the green mountains at this border."

The triangular-eyed man said sincerely: "Old ancestors, no matter what, this muddy water can't go there anymore. Anyone who touches the observant can not please anyone. After all, the observant is expected to set foot on the mountain of the saint. Monk, we monsters, if we provoke the master, there will be no place in the world."

The white-haired old man sneered: "What are you afraid of? The big deal is that we ran to the demon land. Among these mountains and rivers, demon cultivation is very difficult. Only when we reach the demon land, we can count as such a place."

The triangular-eyed man reminded: "Old ancestors, your magic skills are still three women behind."

The white-haired man was expressionless, and calmly said, "After the two are gone, find a demon cultivator to get ahead. If the fools here want the river god, they will give it to him. Yaotu returned to Shanhe, the young man with the sword, I was destined to not keep him."

The triangular-eyed man didn't speak. Although he didn't know the realm cultivation of the old ancestor so clearly, no matter what, he couldn't be the opponent of the sword immortal, and even the sword immortal was destined not to look at the old ancestor.

After all, the sword immortal's targets are those giants who are worthy of respect in the demon land. How can he care about this little demon who is hiding in the market and practicing so-called magical skills.

The white-haired old man said meaningfully in the end: "Fan Chi, in fact, if there is the flesh and blood of that swordsman, I am afraid it is more effective than these three women."

The triangular-eyed man trembled, but did not speak.

The gray-haired old man waved his hand.

The man with triangular eyes bowed his head and exited the house, closed the door and walked slowly.

There was a sound of biting flesh and blood within the house.

He turned a deaf ear, left here, walked through the corridor, and stopped in front of an old tree.

A clear voice came into my ears, "Fanchi, do the ancestors want you to remove the murderer and avenge my husband?"

The triangular-eyed man raised his head and stared at the middle-aged woman squatting on the tree.

The woman was dressed in a white coat, her face was not so beautiful, but she was still pleasing to the eye, especially the scenery on her chest, which was even more magnificent.

The triangular-eyed man only looks wretched, but in fact there is no other thoughts in his eyes. He looked at the woman and sneered: "Chunniang, the gray fish died in the hands of a young swordsman. The ancestors did not I am willing to intervene, and I don't want you to make any moths."

Chun Niang's face is extremely hideous, "My husband died for the old ancestor, and he was even more loyal to the ancestor before. The old ancestor doesn't care about it, don't you be afraid of chills?"

The triangular-eyed man said calmly: "The gray fish didn't even have a corpse left. You can still count on your ancestor to avenge you. Do you really regard your ancestor as that kind of moral saint?"

Chunniang almost fell off the branch, she said incredulously: "My ancestor deceived me so?"

The man with triangle eyes was expressionless.

Chunniang gritted her teeth and said, "Fanchi, if the ancestors don't make a move, do you want to help me?"

The triangular-eyed man said jokingly, "Help you? Why? Just because of your ruined body or because of the little bit of incense between you and me, you can only transform, and I can't Only when you met the young swordsman who killed the black fish that had already formed a pill with a single sword, do you think there is a chance of winning? It's just death. You can provoke everything in the world, but this swordsman is not easy to provoke. At the border of Dayu, if you missed it in the past, it was luck, and if you met it later, it was fate. Depending on the little bit of incense, I advise you not to do stupid things. It is meaningless to do something that is destined to fail."

Chun Niang looked complicated and didn't want to speak.

The triangular-eyed man smiled and said, "You can say it all, think for yourself."

After a few steps, the triangular-eyed man suddenly smiled and said: "Forgot to say, Chunniang, there was a Taoist priest who kept his profession beside him. The realm is not low, and it is impossible to say in the Qingsi realm."

After saying this, the triangular-eyed man was nowhere to be seen, leaving Chunniang who was always squatting on the branches.

This magnificent woman stood up, smiled coldly, and disappeared.

But in the original white-haired old man’s room, the old man who was pushed open the window and wiped the corner of his mouth with a kerchief suddenly said coldly: “Chunniang, you want to die, no one can stop it, but if it is implicated I want you to really die."

——

The night was deep. After the daytime events, Li Fuyao had no thoughts left in this small town, but seeing the sky getting late, Wang Shi persuaded Li Fuyao to stay and take a look. I didn’t rush to leave, but didn’t find an inn in the town to live in. Instead, I searched for a remote yard. The owner of the yard had already left, saying that the place was haunted, so he didn’t even dare to take away the things from the house, Li After Fuyao and Wang Shi moved in, they found a room by themselves. Li Fuyao was supposed to be the original owner’s room. There was actually a desk with pen, ink, paper and ink on the desk, but it was useless for a long time and it was a little bit dusty. .

Li Fuyao couldn't sleep, so he lit an oil lamp and wrote an article on white paper.

The writing power has improved a bit compared to before.

After finishing writing, Li Fuyao took up the jade pendant that originally belonged to Wen Yao and looked at it carefully. He found a very strange thing when he was on the road before, that is, he placed this jade pendant on the sword jade. By the side, the sword jade would absorb the luck contained in the jade pendant, which surprised Li Fuyao, and then he dared not put the two jade pendants together.

After all, the owner of this jade pendant is still the little girl Wen Yao. If he absorbs all the things from the jade pendant for no reason, she won't know how to deal with it afterwards.

Li Fuyao didn't think he was a good person, but he was definitely not a bad person.

Putting down the jade pendant, Li Fuyao came to the window, looking calmly at the moonlight outside.

After he came down from Jianshan, the first thing he encountered was that the little girl Wen Yao was ruined by the sparrow demon. The reason for helping out was probably because he saw the little girl’s appearance and remembered him back then, so she was perfect. He placed the little girl properly and took out the demon pill at all costs, but now the second time he took the shot, what he encountered was a group of unreasonable people from down the mountain. The river demon who killed him was killed. Poisoning in the dish is very appropriate to say that it is kind and unrequited.

It’s just that although Li Fuyao didn’t understand and bored, he was still not disappointed in this world. After all, he still had expectations. The reason why he didn’t dare to go to Luoyang City was actually very simple. I was afraid that if I saw my parents again, they would completely forget his son. In this way, even if Li Fuyao became a sword immortal who had to look up, he wouldn't be too happy to come.

He was taken from Luoyang City to Baiyu Town in Dazhou. The reason why he can survive is that besides thinking about revenge, in fact, more of them still want to go back and see.

He still didn't believe that his parents would really care about his life and death for the sake of those talents.

Standing by the window, feeling the cool summer breeze, Li Fuyao's thoughts were complicated.

The Taoist Shouyeguan in the other room was sleepless. He first recited a book of Taoism left by the saint, then put on his shoes, came to the window, and began to think carefully about the river monster he had encountered before. The whole situation today.

The most doubtful thing in his heart is that the river monster wants to make a good harvest for the people of this town. Why does it have to have women every year? If this is a negotiated deal, the river monster He wants women to be chaste, but why is that? He can act as a monk on the mountain and live in a small town swaggeringly. By then, he will only get more women than now. Since he is still a river monster, it is difficult to achieve Are you afraid that monks on the mountain who have traveled here will remove them?

If this doesn’t make sense, it can only be said that the river monster drunkard’s intention is not to drink.

But it wasn't on that woman, Wang Shi really couldn't figure out what the river demon was greedy.

He always kills the demons, and never considers anything else, but the treatment of the people in this town made Wang Shisheng think that he must figure out the ins and outs, so he let Li Fuyao together. Stay, if you really find something tricky after this.

The two want to join hands more securely than he alone.

Wang Shi never wanted to know the truth so much.

This may have something to do with his Dao Heart, which has been a little erratic so far.

He raised his cheeks and looked at the bright moon on the horizon, and suddenly remembered the conversation between a scholar who had traveled to Dayu and a Taoist priest.

The scholar who did not know how high his knowledge was and the Taoist who has always been regarded as the most knowledgeable in Dayu met at the border of Dayu. They debated for several days on the question of saving and not saving a woman who fell into the water. When everyone thought that the debate was going to end in a tie, it turned out to be a turn of events. The scholar won the debate with one sentence, and after that sentence spread, both Taoists and scholars I feel that there is really no rebuttal to what this scholar said.

Wang Shi remembered the sentence and read it softly, "Even if a good person is not rewarded, I still insist on saving her, not because of what I will get after doing this, but because I firmly believe that it is right to do so."