More than a month has passed, and Li Qianshuo knows almost everything about this world, and knows what kind of layout it is.

Li Qianshuo looked at the bustling ancient city and the lively sea of people. It all seemed a little out of place for him, but he was enjoying the moment now.

After staying in the darkness for a long time, there is always a time to yearn for the light, but after he has taken that decisive step, there is no turning back. Accustomed to the night, he has long since lost the last trace of contact with the light. Alone, he will eventually be with the night.

Looking at the afterglow of the falling glow, Li Qianshuo swept the wine jar beside him, it turned out that before he knew it, time had already slipped away quietly from him. I can't see the excitement before. People packed up their shops, and people rushed to their homes in twos and threes. He was the only one who was homeless and running through one port alley after another.

"Why, I'm thinking about that person again. ”

"Hmm. For Yuan's sudden voice from time to time, Li Qianshuo had long been used to it, and replied calmly.

"Forget about it. ”

"I can't forget it, and I don't want to forget it. ”

"Really?"

Li Qianshuo didn't respond, because he knew that Yuan's situation was no worse than his own.

Seeing that Li Qianshuo was silent, Yuan changed the topic and said, "What do you think about the future?"

The sadness in Li Qianshuo's eyes faded, and he was a little confused, for so long, he hadn't thought about all kinds of problems, and then his gaze became loose again.

"I want to walk around. ”

It was a long time before Yuan heard Li Qianshuo's response.

"How much silver do we have left?"

Li Qianshuo was stunned, as if he didn't expect Yuan to ask this, but quickly regained his composure.

"It's enough for me to drink three jars of falling clouds. ”

"How many altars?"

"Twenty. ”

"How many jars have you drunk in the past month while I am asleep? ”

"Seventy or eighty altars should be there. ”

"You have spent all your money on me. How do you die. ”

Li Qianshuo heard a bit of gnashing of teeth from Yuan's tone.

"No, sixty taels. Li Qianshuo was now sure that Yuan was really gritting his teeth.

"Get out!" "It's only sixty taels, you still want to travel, why don't you give me a way to make money." ”

Li Qianshuo heard Yuan's roar, and attributed everything to himself for not taking him with him when he was drinking, and his heart was unbalanced. Suddenly, Li Qianshuo found it fun to tease Yuan once in a while.

Yuan only felt that his lungs were about to be blown up by Li Qianshuo, the second ancestor personality, but he completely forgot that he and Li Qianshuo shared the same body, and his lungs would never be blown up.

"No, I'm out, and you're going to have to follow me. ”

"You, you...... Get out, get out, get out of the way. ”

"My Lao Tzu is also your Lao Tzu. ”

Yuan was now so angry that Li Qianshuo was about to vomit blood. He braved the cold air by himself, and no longer paid attention to Li Qianshuo's sudden change of nerves.

Li Qianshuo knew that he had gone too far, so he changed the subject.

"Don't be angry, you talk about how to make money. ”

Yuan made up his mind and didn't want to pay attention to Li Qianshuo, but seeing his rare seriousness, he said coldly: "Mercenary." ”

As soon as the word mercenary came out, Li Qianshuo remembered that he hadn't tested his strength in this world! However, being a mercenary was a good opportunity to test.

Yuan originally asked Li Qianshuo to think of a way, but in the end, he said it himself, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Li Qianshuo didn't know Yuan's mood at this time, looking at the coldness of the night, it seemed that there was no gathering place for anyone to ask the mercenaries now. Li Qianshuo hugged the wine jar next to him and drank it.

Thinking of the news I heard from the people of the rivers and lakes, the group of people who died around them died because they were chasing a murderous ancient evil sword and fighting each other. But in the end, the five people were killed in the chest with a sharp sword, but the most puzzling thing is that in addition to being covered with blood, there is no wound on the body, and there is no toxin in the body. Li Qianshuo didn't think that the person who didn't kill him suddenly found out in his conscience that he was really leaving him to dig a pit and build a grave for those people. On the other hand, if it was those people killed by the original owner, then the evil sword should also be present. However, when he buried others, he did not see any trace of the sword. As a result, the game becomes a bit confusing at this moment.

Thinking that he Li Qianshuo was not a stubborn person, he quickly put the matter behind him, thinking that no one would see him walk out of there, and no matter how he said, he couldn't find him.

The wind blew a little cold. Li Qianshuo didn't linger much either, picked up the unfinished wine jar, and went in the direction of the inn. The nimble figure didn't react in the slightest drunkenness, but there were always five or six empty altars left in place. There is no shortage of people who are a little skeptical.