Chapter 120: Qingzhou City, Mass Graves

Originally, Qin Chuan picked up the bowl and was about to eat a little more hot pot, but when he heard Lao Dao say that there was a danger to his life in the condensation of the empty mountain and Danhai, the previous excitement suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At the age of eleven, he has been in the wilderness Taoist temple for about ten years, and he has only been in Qingzhou City for a few months, knowing what it is like to live a prosperous life in this ordinary person. I haven't been to Huzhou to taste blue crabs, I haven't arrived in the capital to see the watchman who split the Taoist temple, and I have never experienced the things of men and women in the land of red flowers and willows, so it seems that I have a little regret to die so inexplicably.

However, although the feeling of ten thousand ants eating bones has improved a little recently, it must be the old way doing some work behind the scenes. Since there is a glimmer of opportunity, I can really step into the martial arts rivers and lakes, I am afraid that I will miss today, and I will spend the rest of my life in regret.

However, since you want to gamble with your life, this transaction can only make money, and you must not lose money!

Shopkeeper Wu took out a few more plates of hairy belly from the back kitchen, and after getting out of the red oil hot pot, he ate by himself: "Qin Chuan, you have to think about it." Out of this door, there is no chance for you to regret it. Do you want to live a long life of 100 years without doing anything, or do you want to fight him vigorously for decades, or do you want to live anywhere? There are people in this world who live for themselves and pursue glory and wealth but their relatives do not recognize them; there are people who live for others and climb to a high position but cannot cut off the three thousand threads of trouble; I am a person who has stepped into a coffin with half a foot, and I have seen too many people choose the wrong path, so I can only grit my teeth and go down the wrong path, and I will regret it until I die. ”

At this moment, Lao Dao also changed his previous playful appearance, took a sip of wine, and said with a serious expression: "Shopkeeper Wu is right, ants walk on the ant road, horses walk on the road, ordinary people also have their own way of living. Although he has to endure harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and wakes up every day to worry about his livelihood, he can live with such humility for decades. Fill your stomach and have nothing to worry about, and so on, even happier than the monarchs of some small countries. Sometimes I think about it, living like this, no worse than anyone else. It's not that becoming a martial arts practitioner can solve the problems of ordinary people, or even knowing too many things, the more you can't help yourself, even if you can't sleep at night, you don't feel any taste when you taste the fine wine in the world, such a day, are you willing?"

Qin Chuan knew what Shopkeeper Wu and Lao Dao said, and they were all thinking about themselves. If you really can't condense the empty mountains and the Danhai, as long as you cure the stubborn diseases in your body, you just want to live a life of sunrise and sunset like ordinary people. will fight with the people for a couple of silver, and will also keep a hala for the young woman next door, feeling that the Yufulou and Shibiju are out of reach, and they will be trapped in Qingzhou City in this life, how dare they go to the distant capital, and even neighboring countries and other places to see the world.

But Qin Chuan had already died once, and if he hadn't been rescued by Lao Dao, I'm afraid that the grave grass would have been two feet tall now. Tonight, there is a chance to condense the empty mountain and Danhai, so I naturally want to give it a try, to see how difficult the road of martial arts rivers and lakes is, to see if the crabs in Huzhou are delicious, and to see if the girls in the capital are really big-shouldered and round-waisted.

Even if it really fails as the old Tao said, and it can't condense the two places of Kongshan and Danhai, it is nothing more than returning this life to God, and after a few reincarnations, it is reincarnated in the world. It's just that Ke Ling is old-fashioned, and since then, he has been alone, and he can't find a companion for drinking.

Qin Chuan made up his mind, picked up an unopened jar of wine next to him, and left a piece of broken silver, after Sister-in-law Niu saw the amount of broken silver, she must have smiled and wanted to add a few more plates of hand-cut mutton to Qin Chuan.

After turning around, he filled all the wine glasses on the table, Qin Chuan raised it and saluted the disciple of Lao Dao, and was reluctant to get up for a long time: "I have always refused to recognize you as my master, and naturally I have never called you, but now that I think about it, I am also very ashamed." Your life-saving grace, if you can't repay it in this life, I hope to give you a chance, and in the next life, I will drink osmanthus wine with you and wake up in April. ”

Lao Dao laughed, drank the wine in the cup, tapped the index finger of his right hand on the table, and hummed a small tune of Qingzhou City in his mouth, as if he was not worried about what happened to Qin Chuan tonight. But the old man's temperament has always been like this, even if the sky is about to fall, he must drink and eat as usual.

It's just that Qin Chuan can't see it, and tonight Lao Dao's eyes are brighter, and there seem to be water droplets swirling.

Qin Chuan filled his wine glass again, walked in front of the shopkeeper Wu and saluted: "Shopkeeper Wu, since I came to the inn, thanks to the care of you and sister-in-law Niu, especially when I was suffering from a stubborn illness, I also helped out, and even told me the whereabouts of the Mending Heaven Pill, so I had a chance to condense the empty mountain and Danhai." At your Tongfu Inn, I slept very soundly, because I knew that you were sitting on the chaise longue at the door, and without your permission, no matter what realm you were a martial arts practitioner, you would not be allowed to enter. If I survive tonight, I'll pay you for another year!"

Qin Chuan knew that there were some poor people in this Tongfu Inn, and the cultivators of the martial arts rivers and lakes were not allowed to enter, so it could be said that the shopkeeper Wu provided a shelter in Qingzhou City for those peddlers and pawns who made a living, and farmers and hunters who came here to catch the market. In the Tongfu Inn, there has been no murder for decades. And there is also the late-night kitchen of Sister-in-law Niu, who can eat hot meals whenever she returns.

Shopkeeper Wu lowered his head, ready to listen to Qin Chuan's heartfelt words, and when he heard Sister-in-law Niu, his ears turned red, and the hairy belly between the chopsticks almost spilled out. Later, I heard that Qin Chuan wanted to renew the lease for one year, but the premise was that he could survive, wouldn't this be for Shopkeeper Wu to make a move at a critical time?

Shopkeeper Wu finished eating the hairy belly in the bowl, re-lit the dry tobacco, took a puff and spit out the smoke ring and said: "I don't need you to renew the rent for a year, as long as you survive, this is enough." I'd love to see how you turn the martial arts upside down and make the self-righteous bigwigs restless. ”

Seeing that Shopkeeper Wu agreed to help, Lao Dao made a look at Qin Chuan to sit down, and asked Shopkeeper Wu seriously: "The time, place and people are favorable, and these three are indispensable." Everything else is ready, but I am not very familiar with Qingzhou City, and I want to find a sparsely populated place, but I can return to Qingzhou City immediately, so I can only ask you for help, otherwise it is not good to be found by those people in the temple and make too much noise. ”

The temple that Lao Dao said naturally does not refer to the temple in Qingzhou City, but the temple in the capital.

Shopkeeper Wu held a cigarette pouch in his mouth, tilted his head sideways and thought for a while, and then blew out the candle flame on the table, and there was silence in the back kitchen at this moment, except for the moonlight reflected in the patio, it was pitch black at the moment, and no figure could be seen.

Shopkeeper Wu suddenly got up and said: "There is a mountain forest in Chengbei City, Qingzhou, there is a mass grave in it, all of them are buried here by some poor people, many of them are ownerless graves, some old tombstones are broken, and the handwriting on them is not recognizable, so there is gradually deserted, and few people go to worship." Next to the mass grave, there is a flat land, surrounded by many plane trees, just enough to hide the trace. Today and New Year, there should be no one in that place. ”

As soon as the shopkeeper Wu finished speaking, Lao Dao gave the jar of wine to Qin Chuan in the dark, signaling him to drink it all, so as not to be timid later.

Qin Chuan thought for a while, walked out of the door, faced the north side of Qingzhou City, poured the jar of wine on the ground, and saluted over there......