The white torture pan sat on a large futon, and even if he was tall, he was still a small hill, but in the next second, the hill collapsed. The skin began to wrinkle, the hair began to fall out, and the figure shrank like a deflated ball, but in the blink of an eye, only an old man in a large tunic, with blood oozing from his forehead, was left on the futon.

"Damn, it hurt me so badly." Bai Xing pressed the wound on his forehead, hoping that the bleeding would stop, but the blood red of his hands told him that reality was always unsatisfactory. The wound was deeper than expected, and the nurse's fist was even more powerful than expected. Bai Xing had no choice but to let go of his hand, allowing the blood to seep out of the wound, and when it slid down, it was blocked by wrinkles, forming blood grooves, making Bai Xing like a demon descending in the night.

Bai Xing pressed his hands on the futon, and beams of light shot out from the ground, extending outward, enveloping the entire teahouse in an instant, and the beams of light turned into thousands of rays connected together, outlining a huge array. The figure of the white torture was illuminated by the light, faintly, there was a trace of sacredness, he slowly raised his hands, pinched a seal in front of his lower abdomen, the light instantly became restless, became more and more intense, condensed towards the center, and a huge furnace of light slowly rose.

"It's a waste of my savings again, but with them, it's nothing." Bai Xing thought of Zhang Yue and the other three, and suddenly smiled, his mouth was wide open, and his face was full of wrinkles, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

More and more light poured into the light furnace, making it more and more solid, and the surface of the light furnace had many more textures, painted into strange patterns, which looked like grimaces, not crying or laughing, I don't know what the expression was, not even a normal human face, but it gave people the illusion that this was a silent scream when people were struggling. When all the light poured into the light stove, only the light stove was left in the entire teahouse.

Bai Xing's hands were spread out, raised high, and in the shape of holding the sky, one by one illusory figures flew out of the stove. And the surface on the stove gradually decreases. Bai Xing looked at these figures, revealing a fanatical look, he opened his mouth, and the toothless mouth was like a bottomless pit, devouring these figures. Bai Xing's body began to change, and a powerful heartbeat sound came from his chest, bang! Bang! Bang! It is like a war drum beating and a horse's hooves are treading it. The loose skin becomes tighter and collapses and the muscles bulge...... In the blink of an eye, Bai Xing turned back into the two-meter-tall old bear, with a kind and kind face, without the slightest murderous aura, and the corners of his mouth were hooked from time to time, and even a little warm.

"It's getting more and more difficult, in the past, there were only a few people, but now dozens of people can barely make up for some, mortals, after all, they are weaker first." Bai Xing clenched his fists, feeling the power in his body at this moment, but he didn't feel much satisfied, because these powers were the vitality he had taken through the big array, not what he carried, so there was no way to recover confidently, and he lacked as much as he needed, and when he ran out, he didn't have much time.

Bai Xing got up from the futon, got up and left the teahouse, and looked at the tea garden under the top of the mountain, which had been burned down, and now only a piece of scorched earth and a few large pits remained, and the tea garden was a small village, and smoke rose from the cooking at all times, even if it was night. Bai Xing felt that this could create a vibrant atmosphere, which was conducive to retirement, although he knew that it was just psychological comfort, but he needed these, he was already old, very old, so old that he needed to rely on the vitality of others to live. The older people are, the more they don't want to die, because the longer they live, the more they want to get, and no one wants to leave this world with regrets.

Bai Xing let out a long sigh, not knowing whether he was lamenting the shortness of life, or lamenting that he was living such a life. Sighing, he got up and walked slowly along the mountain path towards the village. In order to ensure that his vitality is abundant, he lives like an ordinary person on weekdays, not to mention flying, which is a simple Taoism, and he is not willing to do it. If he hadn't been interested in Zhang Yue and the other three today, and saw the hope of prolonging his life, he wouldn't have done it.

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Zhang Yue, the nurse and Lao Hei were gathered together, eating the food prepared by the villagers, I don't know if it was to help them recuperate, the food was really good, there were no big fish and meat, but it was still considered to be meat and talented, balanced nutrition, and it tasted good. Although the three of them knew that their lives were short, they still ate happily because they wanted to be hungry ghosts, and after a while, only a pile of food scraps remained on the ground.

"Hiccup...... "The old black who didn't care about the image at all burped contentedly, and his comfortable appearance did not have the slightest consciousness as a prisoner. The nurse rarely let him pay attention, but felt that his hiccup was particularly relieved, and he sat dignified in prison, probably that's how he said!

Crunch. Bai Xing pushed open the door, and when he saw the three people who had just finished eating, his face was a little weird, "It seems that you guys are quite comfortable here!" Then you can stay or not, I have the money, the right, I can also give it to you. What do you think? Aren't you killers trying to make a fortune in life and death? ”

Lao Hei stroked the vegetable leaves stuffed in his teeth with his hand, and said vaguely: "Last time, you said that you wanted to use us as a tonic, and now you are coming to Zhao'an again?" You old ghost's words, not a word of them can be trusted. ”

Zhang Yue said: "Although I don't know what you are calculating, but we have entered a dead end, and we can't escape, so it's better to have a good time before we die." Can you prepare me some more meat tomorrow? It's best to also stew pot soup. ”

Bai Xing looked at the three dead pigs in front of him who were not afraid of boiling water, and he didn't know if they looked down on life and death, or if they were other cats, and couldn't help laughing: "You young people, you still like to play psychological warfare with me, an old man, it's really disrespectful to the elderly, but it's useless, in the face of absolute strength, everything is a floating cloud." ”

"Bai Lao is right, I still have some white silver needles here, so I don't know if Bai Lao is willing to appreciate his face and have a drink with us?" Zhang Yue took out a bag of tea from his arms, which was exactly the same as the one he had given to Bai Xian before. The three of them looked at Bai Xing with a smile, and their expressions were really a little weird.

Bai Xing's eyes couldn't help but narrow, and his eyes fell on Zhang Yue, but he found that this person couldn't see through it at all, and the squinting eyes hidden behind the lenses didn't leave a single crack at all, wrapping his heart tightly. He was shocked, his heart was a little confused, and it was because of the three injured young men. After hesitating for a while, Bai Xing walked into this somewhat simple firewood room, "Invite me to tea, why don't you drink it?" ”

Seeing this, Zhang Yue unpacked it, picked up a small pinch of tea leaves, threw it into the void, and let it fall, but there was no next step. Bai Xing reacted quickly, with a flick of his fingertips, the moisture in the air gathered together, catching these falling tea leaves, "There is no tea set, how do you want to make tea?" ”

"Bai Lao has great powers, is there no way to do this? Moreover, Bai Lao is relieved to let me make tea? Zhang Yue said with a smile.

Bai Xing snorted coldly, spread out his palm, attracting the tea leaves to suspend on the palm of his hand, and the water that he gathered together began to boil, and gradually the fragrance of tea began to permeate.

"Gather gas into a pot, condense water to make tea, Bai Lao is a good means! How's it going, my tea is pretty good, isn't it? Zhang Yue said with a smile. The light and breezy appearance made Bai Xing more and more incomprehensible. Soon, the tea was boiled, and the rich aroma of tea filled the firewood room, giving this damp and dark firewood room a touch of elegant charm.

Bai Xing looked at the silver needle tea suspended in his palm, smelled the familiar fragrance of tea, and looked at the silver needles slowly standing up in the tea, "Do you know why I like silver needle tea?" ”

"Oh? I would like to hear about it. Zhang Yue said.

"I love that it can stand up in boiling water, show its unique charm, and then the fragrance of tea falls into people's stomachs, and the tea residue left behind still can't escape the fate of being discarded. This tells me a truth, how dignified and tenacious it is useless, only if you are strong enough, strong enough not to fall into boiling water, strong enough to control yourself, will not become the last tea residue to be abandoned. After saying that, Bai Xing shook his hand and spilled the tea on the ground, wasting this cup of good tea. Although he didn't want to admit it, Bai Xing was a little angry, and he brought his favorite silver needle tea, and it was a cup of high-quality tea made by himself. Zhang Yue, they are too calm, do they really regard death as home? He didn't believe that no one could accept death, and the young man thought that he had only lived for so long, and he was reluctant to die; Middle-aged people are the age when they are the most concerned, and they are even more reluctant; When I get old, I see all the vicissitudes of life, and I am still afraid of death, because the longer I pass, the more I can realize the hard-won life and the less I want to die.

Bai Xing took out the mirror and looked at the mirror in the mirror, and an old man in his old age looked at him gloomily, in the mirror. Click! Cracks sliced Bai Xing's face to pieces. He silently looked at the shattered glass shards all over the floor. This night was another sleepless night for him, is he old, sleep is already a little strange to him.

The moonlight goes to the water, moistening the night, and the stars are brilliant, dotting the night sky, as if hanging in the sky is a piece called the sky, because the silver moon and the sea of stars are like reflections in the water, so beautiful that they are unreal. Zhang Yue peeked into the corner of the sea through the small window of the firewood room, and was already happy, he went with satisfaction, thinking that he had a good dream. Bai Xing went up to the roof, and with a wave of his hand, he tore open the night, like tearing up a discarded manuscript that no one cared about.

The sun poured down between him, warm. Bai Xing smiled, this is his world, day and night, he has the final say. There is nothing more alive than a blazing sun. He opened his arms and embraced the sun, and after a while, he put it down again and muttered to himself: "The sun is also old, and with his lifespan, he should already be a middle-aged greasy uncle by now." It's disgusting. Really young life, there! Bai Xing's mood was better, and he went back to the teahouse to brew a new cup of silver needles and drink it slowly.

In the firewood room, Zhang Yue and the three of them were depressed.

"He's sick! Don't let people sleep! Lao Hei looked at the big sun outside, shouted angrily, tossed and turned on the haystack and couldn't sleep, the sunlight through the small window illuminated the firewood room, it was indeed not a good place to sleep.

The nurse was also a little helpless, looking at Chai He in a daze, a pair of hands tapping rhythmically on her knees, Zhang Yue inadvertently held back a glance, and found that the action was a bit like tapping on a keyboard, and sighed in her heart: "Internet addicted girl who is addicted to the Internet, can you still be saved?"

Between the three of them, only Lao Hei's voice came and went, and finally under the impact of sleepiness, the firewood room fell silent.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed. The village was as quiet as ever, the smoke was always rising, the villagers were doing the same farm work every day, and they regularly went to the firewood house to see if the three poor fellows were dead. The tea garden has been restored, the seeds have been replanted, and Bai Xing will come back to see when he has time, tease the tea pickers, touch their young and plump delicate bodies, and feel like he is dreaming back to his youth.

"It's been seven days, so it should be about the same!" Bai Xing hugged a tea picker with a blushing face, and gently kneaded her hand on someone's buttocks, but she was thinking about other things in her heart, "Tsk, it feels good, go get busy, go busy, come back to you!" So saying, he patted the girl on the ass. The girl hurriedly got up from Bai Xing's arms, and her red face was afraid that it would not disappear for a long time, which caused a burst of laughter.

Bai Xing straightened his waist, took a step towards the village, and walked straight to the firewood house. I smelled a burst of tea, which was his favorite silver needle tea. Pushing open the door, I happened to see Zhang Yue pouring tea, a total of four cups, here, there are just four people.

"You know I'm coming?" Bai Xing was not polite, he stepped forward and sat down to pick up the freshly poured tea, admiring the tea leaves that struggled to stand up in the boiling water as usual.

Zhang Yue said with a smile: "The injury is almost healed, thinking that you should come and take us away, so I specially asked the villagers for a set of tea sets, try it." This really is my last tea. ”

Bai Xing didn't drink it, just put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, the fragrance of tea alone already made him feel refreshed, if he drank it in his stomach, it would definitely be a pleasure, "You know what I'm here for, right?" ”

The nurse didn't have so many scruples in vain, she picked up the tea and put it to her mouth and tasted it slowly, the rich tea fragrance wandered back and forth between her lips and teeth, making her whole person look a little more tea-scented, "The pig is fattened, so naturally it should be taken and eaten, isn't this something you knew from the beginning?" ”

Lao Hei doesn't know tea, but he is thirsty, and he is not afraid of being hot, so he drinks the most happily, "You old man, you look so arrogant, I didn't expect it to be my mother-in-law." If you want to kill or chop, hurry up, by the way, trouble the whole pot, okay? Leave us a whole corpse, you also say that we are geniuses, geniuses have to die better. ”

Bai Xing plucked out his ears, Xu was annoyed by Lao Hei's chatter, and actually nodded, "Then let's go, I'll show you my teahouse, the real teahouse." ”

It has been nearly half a month since they came here, and this is the first time that Zhang Yue and the three of them have left the firewood room. The villagers ignored it as if they hadn't seen it, and it seemed like a waste to even give them a look.

"They're all your men?" Zhang Yue asked curiously,

Bai Xing thought for a while and said, "Sort of." Once, like you, they came to kill me, either out of hatred or at the instigation of others. In the end, I left them behind. I don't know when they all became my men? Actually, if you don't hurt me, you can be like them and meditate here. But if you hurt me, I won't let anyone who can hurt me live too long, because I'm afraid of death, I'm very afraid, and I'm really old, and my body and bones can't stand the toss, big and small injuries, I can't stand it. That's why you really don't know how to respect the elderly. ”

Lao Hei learned from Bai Xing Fang in the firewood room, plucked his ears, and pulled very hard, he was silently protesting, although Bai Xing didn't seem to care at all, the old man always talked more.

The nurse smiled: "It's too strong, and it's my fault."

"Of course I blame you, have you ever heard the truth of guilt?"

The four of them talked all the way, and after a while, they came to the small teahouse on the top of the mountain, which was decorated with the same decoration as the one in the outside world, except that there was one less shrewd guy and a group of guests chatting and drinking tea.

Bai Xing pushed open the door and walked in, without looking at Zhang Yue and the three behind him.

"Aren't you afraid we'll turn around and leave now? If I can bring them here, I will have a way to go back the way I came, I am now in my heyday......" The last word did not come out, because Zhang Yue's throat was stuck, and Bai Xing was still in the house, and what was stuck in his throat was pressure, pressure from Bai Xing.

"Do you still think you can go?" Bai Xing is making tea, how can guests come without tea? The tea leaves float in the boiling water, gradually dissolving, and the fragrance of tea that has been gathered slowly tears apart, like one, teasing you little by little.

But what Zhang Yue and the others felt was the momentum and coercion that was climbing step by step in the white punishment body, and their hopes were slowly being destroyed.

"In the past few days, I have been thinking about why you are so indifferent, and you should not have such an attitude in the face of death. I didn't understand until just now. You've been thinking about how to get out. It's too bullying to use illusion on an old man like me, and I know that I'm dizzy. Bai Xing held up a cup of freshly brewed tea and spilled it out of the window, and the crystal droplets of water wrapped the silver needles, pierced through the void, and flew out.

The sky was shot through, and three figures fell from the sky in disarray. With a wave of his hand, the three of them landed in the teahouse, with blood at the corners of their mouths.

Zhang Yue covered her eyes, and bright red blood oozed from her fingertips and dripped onto the floor. Two silver needles were inserted into his eyes, and the strength compressed to the extreme directly pierced Zhang Yue's soul power defense from the tip of the needle, leaving two indelible wounds in his spiritual world, and his eyes were naturally useless.

"I always thought that among the three of you, the most difficult thing to deal with was that little girl, but I didn't expect it to be you. You've got good eyes, it's a pity. But it doesn't matter, I have a better one. Bai Xing sat on the futon, drinking tea leisurely, and he liked the three young people lying in a pool of blood in front of him who were dying.