The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Under the double stimulation of the hot spicy hot pot and high spirits, the chill in the early spring has long been gone, Song Yixue is already sweating profusely at the moment, although looking at the churning hairy belly and yellow throat in the red oil soup pot, he is still a little unsatisfied, but the hot feeling in his stomach is reminding him to keep his sanity.

Compared with Song Yixue's embarrassment, Ke Jiajia fully demonstrated the basic skills that a foodie should have at the moment, until this time, she could still keep up with the rhythm of Niu Qianzhu's picket dishes, and the two of them ate happily back and forth, completely ignoring Song Yixue's feelings.

Since the hot pot was on the table, Niu Lao Fairy has completely become a chatterbox, at the beginning it was okay, just to talk about some of the doors in this hot pot, but after two glasses of wine, the box was completely opened.

The topic shifted from humans to demon spirits, and then from demon spirits to qi refiners, and then back to humans, and after drinking almost half a bottle, this Lingjiang Immortal began to talk about his own life again.

"I didn't have a father or mother since I was a child, I relied on the old boatmen of Chaotianmen Wharf and the masters of the slaughterhouse to feed, and then I became sensible, so I went to the slaughterhouse on the wharf to work, at that time I didn't even have a name, Master Chen said to kill the cow with the cow surname Niu, at that time there were always calves running out of the circle, Master Chen gave me the name Niu Lead, but then I felt that the name was too rustic, so I changed it, hahaha......"

Niu Qianzhu talked about the situation when he was a child and ate 100 family meals at Chaotianmen Wharf, and then when he was seven years old, he began to work in the cattle slaughterhouse at the wharf.

He said that in those days, those who had a little money at home were reluctant to eat the water of livestock, so the most leftover from their cattle slaughterhouse every day was hairy belly, yellow throat, and shutters.

"I still remember clearly that the hot pot I ate with the masters on the riverside at that time was the most comfortable. ”

Niu Qianzhu talked eloquently through wine, from the age of eight to the future, although it was some working life in the cattle slaughterhouse, but from his tone can clearly feel his deep nostalgia for those days.

Then when he kept talking about his nineteenth year, he suddenly stopped, and then he stopped talking, just drinking hard.

Song Yixue calculated Niu Qianzhu's age of seventy-eight years according to the information given to him by Lao Jitou, and found that the year when he was nineteen years old was the year when a full-scale war broke out between humans and demons.

Niu Qianzhu's wine was not good, and the amount of wine was not much better, and after continuing to pour two large bowls of himself, he actually fell asleep on the chair so upright.

The old fairy's sleeping posture was ugly, and he was still drooling with his head tilted, but his eyebrows were stretched at the moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his expression was very comfortable, and it was not difficult to guess that he must be having a good dream.

Not long after, the guys from the hot pot restaurant came again and took away the pot base and chopsticks on the table.

The lunch time has passed, and all the mentally ill patients in the cafeteria have left one after another, and only Song Yixue and the three of them are left in the entire hall, which seems to be a little empty.

Song Yixue's mood at the moment is similar to that of this canteen hall, his heart is empty, and he always feels a little uncomfortable.

This hot pot was hot, but with Niu Qianzhu's sudden sleep, all the commotion seemed to fall silent as he closed his eyes, and when everything calmed down, Song Yixue felt that he had somewhat realized the meaning that Niu Qianzhu was talking about when he was young just now.

Ke Jiajia looked at Song Yixue's appearance and wanted to speak several times, but in the end they all turned into a wry smile.

The two of them just sat quietly, waiting for Niu Qianzhu to wake up.

More than two hours have passed, and Niu Qianzhu is still asleep, without the slightest sign of waking up.

Ke Jiajia was bored, so she took out her mobile phone to watch some gossip news, and covered her mouth and smiled while watching.

Song Yixue looked at Ke Jiajia's appearance and couldn't help asking, "What makes you happy like this?"

Ke Jiajia handed over the phone, and there was a photo on the screen, a man and a woman seemed very close.

"Oh, that's it, it's so funny, a demon who turned into a spirit kidnapped a female singer who was out of breath and asked her agency for five million, and the agency refused to give money, so the demon spirit took the female singer captive to the mountain, and two months later a demon returned to the city, and the female singer declared to the media that this demon was her good friend, and she was just invited to go to the mountains some time ago. Then this demon spirit became a loyal fan of this female singer, and she would vigorously support it every time she performed, and now the Internet is saying that they may be a couple, and they are all on the hot search today. ”

Song Yixue smiled, with undisguised disdain in his tone: "Now these celebrities are really doing everything to hype, and they can even think of such a bloody plot." ”

"Yixue, don't you believe that there is a relationship between people and demons?" Ke Jiajia asked curiously, she just thought that this gossip news was fun to watch and used to pass the time, but she didn't want Song Yixue to have such a big reaction.

"It's not so one-sided, now the demon spirit base is so huge, since they also have spiritual intelligence, that is, they have independent thoughts, we can no longer evaluate them based on racial habits alone, nor can we generalize, as for whether it is possible to have true feelings between demon spirits and humans, I believe it is possible, but it will never appear in the form you said above. Song Yixue looked at Ke Jiajia's eyes and said seriously.

"I'll just talk about it, why are you so serious. Ke Jiajia avoided Song Yixue's eyes and said coquettishly.

Looking at Ke Jiajia's appearance, Song Yixue couldn't bear to say any more, and was just about to say two words of comfort, but was preempted by another voice.

"There are things that should be serious, and they have to be serious at all times. ”

Niu Qianzhu didn't know when he woke up, and said to Ke Jiajia: "I like to think about things in a good direction, whether this is a bad thing, but remember not to take it for granted, because no matter what they become, they are not people." ”

Saying that, Niu Qianzhu looked at Song Yixue again, and said with a smile: "Your cub's hot pot still has a bit of the taste of the old dock, Lao Tzu accepts your favor, say, what did your unit let you do with Lao Tzu?"

Song Yixue got up and said solemnly towards Niu Qianzhu: "Please ask Niu Lao to go to Gongga Mountain." ”

"Why do you want to go up the mountain?" asked Niu Qianzhu with a smile.

"For the people of Shuzhou. Song Yixue said his previous conjecture.

"Fart!" Niu Qianzhu slapped the table, stood up, and said sharply: "If it's really for the sake of the people of Shuzhou, do you still care about the view of the portal?" If it's really for the sake of the people of Limin, the old man should have been on the mountain when Zhang Jiuling's back was here, where do you need to let you, a little cub who doesn't know anything, come to me." ”

Niu Qianzhu didn't dwell too much on the issue of the people of Limin, and Song Yixue could see that he was just complaining.

After a scolding, Niu Qianzhu calmed down again, and said slowly: "It's not difficult to go up the mountain, but the difficult thing is to go down the mountain, Gongga Mountain Laozi went up once nineteen years ago, has anyone in your unit told you about this." ”

"I didn't say it. Song Yixue shook his head and answered truthfully.

Hearing Song Yixue's answer, Niu Qianzhu's face became even more disdainful, and said: "You go back and tell Fang Yaozu, just say that Lao Tzu wiped his ass for him this time, and the affairs of their Demon Spirit Bureau will have nothing to do with Lao Tzu in the future." ”

"Don't worry, the younger generation will definitely convey it word for word. Song Yixue slandered Niu Qianzhu's words in his heart, but his expression was still the same, like a student listening carefully.

Niu Qianzhu walked to the windowsill in the canteen hall with his arms on his back, and looked at Lingjiang not far away, with a slightly distracted expression.

Suddenly, Niu Qianzhu turned around, glanced at Song Yixue suddenly, and said, "Cub, do you want to learn swords from Lao Tzu?"

Song Yixue was stunned for a moment, then recovered, and said decisively: "Thanks to the favor of Niu Lao, the younger generation really doesn't want to learn swords. ”

"Are you stupid?" Ke Jiajia, who was standing next to Song Yixue, whispered, and pulled Song Yixue's clothes a little anxiously, but Song Yixue took it away.

Niu Qianzhu didn't seem surprised by this result, threw down his sleeves, and said angrily: "Then what are you still doing here?"

"The juniors said goodbye. Song Yixue took Ke Jiajia's arm and left quickly.

After Song Yixue walked out of the canteen door, Niu Qianzhu looked at the back of Song Yixue and the two leaving, and shook his head slightly: "The baby is a good baby, it's ......."

After a sigh, Niu Qianzhu turned around and looked in the southwest direction.

At this moment, his eyes were like torches, as if he had passed through layers of barriers, and saw the Gongga Mountain, which is located in the southernmost end of Shuzhou, which is covered with snow all year round, and saw the snow palace shining in the sun under the snow peaks.

"You threw stones three times back then, so that Lao Tzu's forty years of sword heart was covered with ashes, and his heart was trapped in a cage for nineteen years, and today Lao Tzu is here again, but I want to see what other means you have besides this ability to talk to you?"

Niu Qianzhu took three steps forward.

As soon as he stepped out, a terrifying majestic momentum emanated from his body, and even the entire canteen hall trembled.

The second step was taken, and the momentum of the body was withdrawn into the body, and the whole person was as sharp as a sword at the moment.

The third step out, only to hear a crisp sound, like the sound of a trapped man breaking free from his shackles, the next moment, his figure has disappeared into the hall of the cafeteria.

At the same time, a hundred layers of waves rolled up in the Lingjiang River behind the Datong Spiritual Sanatorium, and a huge water dragon rose up, and in an instant, the water dragon exploded, and there was a loud sword sound, and a black broadsword flew out of it, and went straight to the northwest in the air.

On the body of this black broadsword, there are three large characters engraved with twists and turns-Chaotianmen.

After a lapse of 19 years, Lingjiang Xianniu Qianzhu returned to the realm of sword immortals, carrying a sword to the gate of heaven alone, and then went to Gongga Mountain.