Chapter Ninety-Two: Chance Encounter or Latent
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"How do you sell this salt?" A simple voice sounded from behind, making the young man, who was originally a little drowsy, suddenly wake up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"What's the matter?" said the young man, a little unhappily when he saw the person who was coming.
"I'm going to buy your salt and ask how it's sold. The honest voice sounded again, combined with his dirty and tattered hair, messy beard, and slightly flushed nose, which made people feel uncomfortable to look at.
"Five taels of silver a pound. The young man wrinkled his nose, took two steps back, raised one hand, and waved it incessantly. Not only does this benevolent brother have a strange appearance, like seven or eight bags of elders in the beggar gang, but even the smell is pungent and terrible.
"Then if you buy it with spirit stones, how can you calculate it?" The young man who came saw him take two steps back, and without thinking about it, he directly caught up with two steps, and also stretched his head over.
"Three low-rank spirit stones, one load. The young man covered his nose and took two steps back.
"Can it be cheaper to buy more?" the man frowned and thought for a moment, then asked.
"Five spirit stones and two loads, if you don't want to buy them, go to another house. The young man looked at the visitor again, and faintly saw a hint of familiarity in this chaotic face.
"Seven spirit stones, three loads, I have seven spirit stones left. The visitor pondered for a while, and asked with some reluctance.
"You're Li Liang!" the young man stared blankly at the visitor for a while, and then suddenly pointed to his nose and said with some excitement.
"I'm not Li Liang, who is Li Liang! I don't know him at all, I'm just here to buy salt, if you don't sell it, forget it." The visitor heard this, and then said with a nervous face, and was about to go out in a hurry.
"Uncle Liang is me! I am Xiaoshan, Master Shen's boy. The young man took two steps forward, grabbed the man's shirt, completely ignored the dirty and torn clothes, and the crystal tears turned in circles in the frame of his eyes, looking like he had been wronged and cried to the adult.
Li Liang was very entangled and depressed, he was full of calculations, and there were only a few acquaintances in total, but in such a place where birds don't they could still meet one, what a lot of fate would this be! Besides, although it has been a year since the battle of the immortal cultivators, who can guarantee that this little guy was not instructed by someone to lurk? What should he do if he confessed and suddenly killed a number of people from behind? Even if no one kills it, then his whereabouts will be exposed, and his desire to live a normal life will come to naught, and it is estimated that he will have to drill in the mountains and forests for at least a few more fucking months.
Xiaoshan clutched Li Liang's clothes tightly and kept talking aggrievedly. There are a lot of people in Baicaomen, all the great elders are dead, the elders are also dead, the hall masters and sect masters of each hall and sect are all dead except for a few missing, everyone else is dead, and the disciples with low cultivation and their children are even more dead, and the most in Baicaomen now is no longer the disciples of cultivating immortals, but the graves of cultivating disciples, one by one, almost like the cemetery. The two legendary Taishang elders never appeared, just like without these two people, the surviving brothers and sisters were all separated, and now there are many places in the Xianmen that are the same as the medicine garden where Li Liang lived before, except for the rats, there is nothing else.
Listening to the cry of Xiaoshan here with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, Li Liang was fragmented, uh-huh, ah, neither nodded and admitted that he was Li Liang, nor did he deny anything, if it wasn't for Xiaoshan being dragged too tightly, there was no chance at all, and several times he almost broke free from the "clutches" and fled.
Xu is Xiaoshan was noisy, and after a while, an old man wearing a gray cloth robe, crutches, and a hunched body walked out of the back hall. Snow-white eyebrows and mustache, a face covered with age spots, trembling movements, and a look of being about to enter a coffin, anyone who sees it will feel pity.
"Master, come quickly! This is Uncle Liang! We have finally waited for Uncle Liang!" Xiao Shan said excitedly when he saw the old man come out, still holding Li Liang tightly in his hand.
"Liang'er!" When the old man heard this, his dimly lit eyes immediately widened, and his hands, which were already shaking, increased a few points.
", godfather!" Li Liang kept his eyes on the old man, trying to recognize who he was, because in Li Liang's impression, no acquaintance was so old. However, between his eyebrows and eyes, Li Liang still found some familiarity, which belonged to the only relatives living in this world.
"Liang'er! Is it really you? I've been waiting for you so hard!" The old man walked up to Li Liang tremblingly, stretched out an old hand, grabbed Li Liang's arm, and rushed old tears burst out, just like a long-lost father seeing his own son.
"Godfather, is it really you? Why do you look like this? I remember that the immortal cultivators in the Qi Condensation Period should not have a longevity of two hundred years?" Li Liang asked in surprise. No matter how he looks at it now, he doesn't feel right, Shen Gandad is an immortal cultivator in the condensation period, and he can live for at least a hundred or ten years, it should be in the prime of life, why is it that this is less than a year, as if he is about to burp?
"Hey, it's hard to put into words!" Shen Yan sighed, let go of the hand holding Li Liang, and gently wiped the tears in his eyes with his sleeve.
"Godfather, what the hell is going on?" Li Liang looked at the poor Shen Yan, his heart was full of sighs and doubts.
"This is not the place to talk, let's go to the back hall first. Shen Yan looked cautiously outside, then picked up Li Liang and walked to the back hall, and instructed Xiaoshan: "Xiaoshan, you go and take out the things I prepared, and let him leave quickly after I finish talking to Liang'er!"
Xiaoshan wiped away his tears, smiled sweetly, and ran to another room in the back hall.
After Shen Yan dragged Li Liang to a room in the back hall, he poked his head out to look left and right, then closed the door and let Li Liang sit down, before he said with a concerned face: "Liang'er, tell your father quickly, where have you been in the past few months? What have happened to you? Have you been injured? Do you know why they are chasing you?"
"Godfather, in fact, I don't know why they chased me, I heard that there was a lucky son, and said that I was, hey. A year ago, I had a dream that my old lady was being chased and killed by a man in black...... Later, I was stabbed by her and kicked directly into the river, but I was rescued by a fisherman, and I only left there after lying for more than half a year. In this way, I hid all the way until I ran out of salt, and then I came here to buy salt and met a hill. Li Liang leisurely talked about the things he had experienced in the past year, that scene, one by one, basically told Shen Yan truthfully, including Qiu Yu Ning stabbed him with a sword, of course, except for Liu Ren's rescue of him, even if he was close, he couldn't sell his life-saving benefactor.
In fact, Li Liangxin is still wary of Shen Yan, after all, his two apprentices, Xue Qing and Cao Geng, used to call him brothers and sisters, and they were extremely affectionate, but they wanted his life for the sake of a hundred pills, as their master, whether they participated in this matter or not, this old thing has become a dangerous person in Li Liangxin. But there is nothing to hide from the things he has experienced, because he himself still doesn't know what is going on, anyway, it makes people think of them as marionettes, and they are the kind of marionettes that are slaughtered by others, and it doesn't matter if you tell this old guy today, you can just tell what the story is here.
"Hey, Liang'er, your life is miserable!" Shen Yan was silent for a while after listening to Li Liang's words, and then sighed and said.
"Godfather, you are well-informed, tell me about it, I always have nightmares these days, and I don't dare to take a bath, for fear that someone will suddenly kill me, so I can only run away with my bare ass. When Li Liang heard Shen Yan say this, his face was bitter, and he said with some grievances.
"I've heard about that, too. Speaking of this, we have to start with the great war a hundred years ago, at that time there was a very powerful sect of cultivating immortals in Qinglanzhou, called the Five Poison Sect......" Shen Yan poured a cup of tea for Li Liang and himself respectively, and then used his unique storytelling tone to talk leisurely.
"What, godfather, what's the matter with you?" Li Liang saw Shen Yan pull the frame, his heart trembled, and he quickly changed the topic. If you want him to let go completely, it is estimated that he will not want to leave here for three or five days.
"Hehe, I, I was injured by the Great Fairy of Qiu Yu Ning Qiu who stabbed you with a sword!" Shen Yan smiled slightly, then sneered, and said through gritted teeth.
"You were injured by her? What's going on?Oh, what, when did she hurt you, why did she hurt you, just talk about these two things, hehe......" Li Liang's heart trembled again, and he hurriedly asked again, but thinking of Shen Yan's wordy appearance, he scratched his head awkwardly and said.
"She injured me half a year ago, as for why, hehe, it's not for the position of the acting head of Baicaomen. Shen Yan didn't get angry, just smiled bitterly and said. The decline and unwillingness in his eyes made people feel pitiful when they looked at it, but it made Li Liang feel a little weird.
"What do you mean? You're competing with her for the head of the house, right?" Li Liang shook his head, trying to forget the weird feeling, and continued to ask.
"After the great war a year ago, our Baicaomen was besieged by several second-rate sects, and the disciples in the Xianmen were basically slaughtered. Later, I heard that the only surviving Yuanying monk, Tang Jian, the elder of the Flame Sect, came forward to let those second-rate sects continue to abide by the agreement made by the real people of the Refining Sky, as for why, I don't know. ”
"However, when everything calmed down, Qiu Yu Ning suddenly returned, and his cultivation was suddenly promoted to the late stage of the Qi Condensation Period, which was the highest cultivation among the remaining disciples of the Baicao Sect. At that time, the entire Baicaomen was temporarily taken care of by me, and the other elders and great elders had already fallen, but after she came back, she directly attacked me, and without saying anything, she beat me to a serious injury, and slaughtered all the disciples who had been loyal to me, fortunately I had a life-saving magic weapon to escape, otherwise we would not have had a chance to meet. Shen Yan took a sip of tea tremblingly, as if the past made him full of fear and unbearable.
Li Liang originally listened very seriously, but after seeing Shen Yan's actions and expressions, doubtful thoughts poured out again, it has been more than half a year, why is this old guy still so frightened? The immortal cultivators he has come into contact with can only have such expressions when he sees people who are more advanced than his own cultivation, and he will never show a look of fear to a worldly person who is not bullshit, because worldly people are ants in their eyes, and they can be slaughtered at will. Even if he is already a student of the infant class in the immortal cultivation world, this old guy shouldn't know! If his fear is caused by Qiu Yuning, then after more than half a year of escape, he should have been out of danger long ago, not to mention that Qiu Yuning's purpose is very clear, that is, to control Baicaomen, since this is the case, then what is this old guy afraid of? Could it be that today's encounter was not accidental, but that he deliberately lurked here, waiting for himself? But why is this? Just because of what kind of lucky son he is? It shouldn't be, with his current notorious reputation, it is more reliable to say that he is a lucky son, or an unlucky one.
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