A free "cup"?

Hearing such words made me shiver. After all, there aren't that many free pies in this world, and there's no cake for you to eat. Therefore, the free cup of tea that Uncle Shi gave me really made me a little uneasy, and I was very uneasy.

Because, I don't know what kind of pain this free Qianxin tea will have, what kind of soul "torture" will be waiting for me after "drinking" this cup of free Qianxin tea, and what kind of soul "torture" will be waiting for me under the next tea and question.

"Uncle Shi, don't use it!" At this time, I had already poured this second cup of tea, "The free lunch in the world, Uncle Shi, you also know, although it may be delicious and sweet, but the price to be paid in the end ......"

And the rest of the words don't need me to finish, and I don't need to finish them. Everybody understands, everybody understands. Maybe I can pay the price. But what if I can't pay the price? If I don't say it's worth it, I don't know what will happen, and I won't be able to figure out what will happen.

Of course, my drunkard master once told me that there are some things that should be gambled, after all, this voice of people, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator, who has not walked through this gambling. The so-called mediocre and mediocre, I'm afraid that no one can do it.

This bet must be gambling. But the problem is that some bets can be bet, and some bets, it's better not to touch, if you touch them...... Doom to come.

"Cowardly?" Uncle Shi's trail.

"Uncle Shi, you should be cowardly." At this moment, I'd rather be timid once, I would rather shrink my head to a turtle once than gamble on this free tea of conscience.

"Uncle Shi, may I ask how many people have passed your heart tea."

After speaking, I smiled faintly and picked up the second cup of Qianxin tea, toasted in the way of a junior toasting to an elder, raised my head, and drank a cup of Qianxin tea again.

When you drink the second cup of Askencha, even if you feel that you have the experience of the first cup of Askencha, you should feel a little better. However, it still confirms that sentence, this heaven and earth are not as good as people.

In other words, of course, it's not as good as my uncle's "one calculation". Even with the experience of the first cup of tea, when the pain of being unable to put words into words came, I subconsciously realized that the experience of the first cup was ...... It can't be considered an experience at all.

Or rather, it can't even be considered an experience at all. Pain, still unspeakable pain. However, this second cup of unspeakable pain and the first cup of unspeakable pain are simply two different concepts.

To make an analogy, there were two children competing with swords. At this time, it was a child and an adult who were competing with a sword. In other words, the experience gained from the previous sword competition with the child was used in this sword competition, which was completely like the head of the bull not playing the horse's mouth and playing the piano to the cow.

At the same time, when the pain of this second cup of heart-to-heart tea comes, the degree of heart-asking and "torture" of the soul is also far stronger than that of the first cup. At the first moment, I subconsciously felt that I couldn't stand it anymore, and I already felt that I was about to faint.

Moreover, the strength of "torturing" the soul, down to the deepest and deepest part of the soul, is not as simple as the depths.

Guilty? I'm sorry?

I don't know why, but in my heart, I actually had such a thought.

This...... Do I feel guilty and sorry? Who am I guilty of, and who am I sorry for? I don't know, I don't know at all, I really don't know. But I know very well that since the day I was born and sensible, who have I felt guilty about, and who have I been sorry for?

"Am I really guilty of whom, and who am I really sorry for?" In an instant, such a thought flashed in my mind, a real thought, "No, no, absolutely impossible!" "But in an instant, I endured the unbearable and unspeakable pain from the depths of my soul, as if I had generated a huge knife, and slashed down, slashing down the thoughts that had risen.

Yes, simply and absolutely impossible. Guilty of whom? Sorry to whom? Is this all? Could it be the rich people I fooled? As far as I'm concerned, they're just taking money to buy a peace from me.

And since I took the money, I gave them peace, and by the way, I fooled a couple of words, and that's it. If it's guilt, it's sorry...... Then, it doesn't matter if I drink the third, fourth, fifth, or even more cups of tea.

Even if I die here by the pain of that heart-to-heart tea, I don't care.

Because, as far as I'm concerned. I didn't feel guilty or sorry for them at all, and I couldn't even talk about friendship. One by one, they call me Master Xi, and to put it bluntly, I and him are just transactions between businessmen and merchants.

Merchant vs. Merchant? Where do you say friendship? Yes, there are only transactions and interests.

Of course, not all businessmen are like that, except for a few. However, this is the case for the vast majority. So, before I had them, I only had a deal, and I had no friendship. A two who have no friendship, how can they talk about guilt and sorry? Rats leave a sinking ship!

......

I don't know how long the pain of this second cup of tea has been painful in my heart and even in the depths of my soul, but I subconsciously know that it must have been a long, long time.

At one point, I don't know when, I felt like I was going to pass out. I seemed to see two men with long hats on their heads, one black and one white, holding the chain, walking towards me unhurriedly and gracefully.

He wears a long hat, one black and one white. Isn't this black and white impermanence? Could it be that black and white impermanence are coming, am I going to die? Am I going to be arrested and sent to the ghost gate? Am I going to cross the Nai Ho Bridge? Went to make soup with Meng Po and her old man's Peng Po? Did you go to reincarnation?

"What a fucking ghost, I'll fuck your uncle's black and white impermanence!"

.......

"Oh, I don't know if the two of you are impermanent, it is a loss of welcome, disrespect and disrespect." At this moment, the Ghost Immortal Monarch had already stood up and stood up in front of the black and white two.

Needless to say, who would these two be if they weren't the black and white impermanence?

"I just didn't expect that, after thirty years, someone actually drank this Qianxin tea from you?" Among them, a person in a white robe looked at it very curiously, not Bai Wuchang but also yes, "This is the first cup?" ”

"Second glass?"

"What? Second cup? Hearing this, Hei Wuchang looked sideways, extremely curious, "You said this is the second cup of Qianxin tea?" ”

"Is this the first cup or the second cup, the two of you can't tell it yet?"

Indeed, whether this tea is the first cup or the second cup, how can these two impermanence not be seen?

"At a young age, I can reach the second cup....." It was also at this recycling that Bai Wuchang was very shocked, but it was also at this time of shock that Bai Wuchang took a closer look, and was even more stunned, "This ...... He..... He's not ......"

"What's wrong?" Hei Wuchang still rarely saw his brother have such a look.

"Come and see!" Bai Wuchang said, "If you see for yourself, you will know." ”