Super Elation Under the Sun

The room was suddenly quiet.

It is somewhat similar to the previous situation.

No one is willing to speak first, it seems to be tacitly keeping this quiet.

After the drenched young man asked a word, he didn't speak any more, just lowered his head and ate the not-yet-flavored mutton, piece after piece, eating very happy.

He is really hungry.

In fact, no matter who is inexplicably fighting so many fights in a day, and finally having to fight another fight at the end of the day, he will feel very hungry and tired.

Therefore, after the young man ate a whole piece of incense, he put down the bowls and chopsticks contentedly, and then took off his shirt, revealing his not sturdy but well-proportioned upper body. He put his shirt on the side of the stove, and the young man rubbed it. He rubbed his head and asked, "How are you going to kill?"

With this sentence alone, it can be concluded that this young man must have heard their conversation before. If someone hadn’t noticed that there were two swords beside him, I’m afraid they have already taken action. That matter is too important. Don't let outsiders know.

The young man appeared very patient and continued to ask: "How are you going to kill?"

This is tonight. He asked this question for the third time. Although he didn't emphasize anything from the beginning to the end, some people always felt that some coldness was rising on their back. It seemed that when he asked the next time, it would be true. There is no chance.

After being quiet for a while, the thin man before that took the initiative to speak: "The guest wants to kill the owner too?"

This is an interrogative sentence, but it actually means mostly.

The young man made no secret, nodded and smiled: "If you have hatred, you must kill."

The thin man said again: "The boss is a fairy on the mountain."

This can be regarded as a message to the other party, and it is also a temptation. If young people hear this sentence and overreact, they will even want to kill him directly.

But it turned out that the young man nodded and smiled: "If you say that, I am also a mountain god, and I am best at killing mountain gods."

The swordsman is almost invincible in the same realm, so naturally you can say that.

Not many people can fully understand what he said, but he can more or less judge something by his tone.

Especially that thin man, he can be regarded as the smartest kind of person.

"what should we do?"

Naturally, a group of handymen can't kill the so-called boss. The ants under the mountain can kill any eagle living on the mountain. Naturally, it depends on others. Young people come to them because he needs them.

So he asked, what should we do.

The young man squeezed the corner of his clothes and said, "First of all you have to tell me your plan and why you want to kill him."

When the young man asked this sentence, everyone in the house was a little nervous. If it was said that the young people knew that they had the intention of killing the owner, even if the owner knew about it, they could still refuse to admit it, but if they were known. In that matter, they seemed to have no effect whatever they said.

This matter cannot be said easily.

Many people looked at the thin man. In fact, he has been dealing with many things as the older brother.

More often, it is he who makes the decision.

But in this matter, he also hesitated.

The young man said softly, "I have no problem with killing your boss. I am just worried about the other person. You have to buy time for me, otherwise this matter will be difficult to handle."

It is not a big problem for a swordsman in the Qingjing to kill a monk in the Qingjing.

It's just a swordsman in the Taiqing realm. If you encounter two monks in the Taiqing realm, the problem will be very big.

At least when both of them are standing on the same side of the river bank.

The young man is naturally Li Fuyao.

Among the two, Lu Wei had to die. Except for Lu Wei, if Meng Danqing insisted on Li Fuyao to die, Li Fuyao would naturally not be able to catch it.

It's scary because when he was killing Lu Wei, Meng Danqing didn't stand by, but instead wanted to make a move.

Li Fuyao didn't have much certainty that the two monks from Taiqingjing could solve them at the same time.

And he found that in his current state, it seemed...something went wrong.

Entering the Taiqing realm was certain, but it was not as recorded in the sword scripture. After his entire body was baptized with sword qi, the sword qi emerged from the spiritual mansion and then wandered through the surrounding meridians.

It can be regarded as having Jian Qi quenching body all the time.

Day after day, let his body become extremely tough.

Li Fuyao's sword energy also wandered through his body, but he didn't return to the spiritual palace after walking around, but vented somewhere.

He was like a bubble, filled with a lot of sword energy, but there was a gap.

The gap is not big, but he has changed from being flawed to flawed.

Li Fuyao didn't know the harm for the time being, because the leaked sword aura was too few, far inferior to the sword aura that was born in the spirit house.

But he didn't know what harm was involved in working with others.

Why did this happen? Li Fuyao guessed that it was caused by Wan Chi's injury when he broke the border.

It’s just that I didn’t find it before, so naturally I didn’t have the opportunity to ask the two sword immortals six thousand years ago what the reason was. Now I don’t have any kendo seniors by my side. I have to ask this question when I see Master Chen Sheng again. , Or go back to Luoyang City to ask Mr. Changgu.

After all, there are really not many kendo seniors in this mountain and river.

The thin man raised his head and glanced at the men beside him.

Some people shook their heads, some nodded, and some even said directly: "If things don't happen, we can only die."

The thin man shook his head, "Try it."

After saying this, the man said softly: "From the ferry to another ferry, the price set by the owner is different from what we charge."

The prices are inconsistent, so naturally they won’t receive less, they can only get a rebate.

Said Li Fuyao asked: "Since he is a **** on the mountain, even if he cares about such yellow and white vulgar things, why must he take your lives?"

The thin man sighed, "We were confused for a while, otherwise it wouldn't be the case. The rest of the owner's affairs are fairly generous, but it's about the money, and I am especially concerned about it. A few days ago, a boatman was beaten to death by the owner because he was greedy for ink. Money."

Someone interrupted and said, "We want this money to buy him a coffin. After all, we slept together."

There was silence again.

Li Fuyao nodded, confirming this statement.

"Now that the reason is there, **** it?"

This is the fourth time Li Fuyao asked this question, but it can also be said to be the first time.

The thin man said helplessly: "The boss is a **** on the mountain, it is not easy to kill, but if we don't kill him, we will die."

This was a statement of facts, and it was actually telling Li Fuyao that they had no choice but to say that they wanted to kill the boss.

Li Fuyao asked, "How is the temper of the Taoist who often fishes?"

The thin man thought for a while, "It's okay."

Li Fuyao asked, "Is it possible for you to invite him to eat hot lamb?"

The thin man thought for a while and nodded, "How long will it take?"

Li Fuyao said earnestly: "At least one stick of incense, can it be done?"

"He is a Taoist priest and will not kill for no reason. Of course, if he finds something, he doesn't have to stop him. I will not choose to kill him first, because my hatred with him has not reached that point, and your boss will definitely die. , The premise is that you keep the time of the Taoist priest."

The thin man agreed.

Li Fuyao smiled, and suddenly asked, "Is enough money for the coffin?"

The thin man was silent for a moment and shook his head.

Li Fuyao took out some silver from his clothes and put it in front of him.

The thin man looked confused.

Li Fuyao smiled and said, "Since it is a life-threatening activity, no matter how much money is needed, it will do."

The thin man did not pretend to accept the money, but he did not promise anything.

Li Fuyao touched the shirt and found that it was dry, so he took it and put it on, then stood up, trying to put down the ten thousand zhang long, but he changed his mind after a while.

There was a sword hanging from both sides of his waist.

Li Fuyao opened the door, and some wind and snow entered the room.

Disappeared soon.

Li Fuyao returned to the wing.

Did not alarm the boy who was guarding the door.

Feng Lu raised his head and looked at Li Fuyao lazily, thinking that your kid is finally back.

Li Fuyao asked softly: "Where is my sword box?"

Feng Lu raised his eyelids.

Li Fuyao understood.

Then sat down.

Feng Lu glanced at Li Fuyao, thinking about your kid going out, why is there another sword?

Li Fuyao didn't speak, just looking at the heavy snow outside the window.

I really feel a little bit tired. Today, I have to fight the third fight.

Moreover, during those times at the bottom of the river, Li Fuyao felt that the passage was very slow, very slow, and he was very troubled.

...

...

Meng Danqing was invited to the room, and the room was cleaned up. The mutton was placed next to the soup pot, and the soup pot was steaming.

Somewhat deliberately.

Meng Danqing frowned.

The thin man said straightforwardly: "We have something to ask Mr.".

Straightforward, it may seem straightforward, but in fact, it may not be meaningful.

Several men knelt down and said nothing.

Meng Danqing asked, "What's wrong."

The thin man thought for a while, and then began to tell the true story. Because the story was so real, he couldn't hear the falsehood at all. Because the story was real, the story was very long.

The thin man thought, this story can survive at least half of the incense stick.

He had his own way for the remaining half stick of incense.

Many people are very nervous, but this kind of tension makes Meng Danqing think that it is naturally caused by fear.

He couldn't think of anything else.

Time just passed by little by little.

There is always peace in the house.

Somewhere on the ship, Li Fuyao opened the door of a certain room.

Then he looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in a bright yellow robe and the sword box placed aside, and said with a smile: "I'll get my sword."