At midnight, the three elders, who had not finished enjoying themselves in the morning, pulled the fat man again, set up a banquet in the quiet room, and began to drink.

After three rounds of drinking, Yao Lao hesitated again and again, and asked, "Why haven't I seen Lin'er all the time?"

A sentence made the two ancestors smile and be full of sadness.

After a while, the ancestor of the Du family drank the wine in the cup, thought about it, and said melancholy: "Lin'er, he went to the Pudu Zen Forest to practice. ”

The ancestor of the Leng family on the side said angrily: "What kind of cultivation has gone, isn't it just to be a bald donkey." ”

Yao Lao was extremely surprised when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Why are you still a monk?"

The ancestor of the Du family patted the old man's shoulder, let him stop his anger first, and said with some sadness: "My granddaughter-in-law was greatly injured after giving birth to the city, although she has been using rare pills to renew her life, but it has dragged on for more than ten years to exhaust the last trace of true yuan, and she died six years ago, and Lin'er He was too infatuated, and he was always silent in pain, and then suddenly left a letter, saying that he went to Pudu Zen Forest to practice. ”

When Yao Lao heard this, although he couldn't empathize with him, when he thought of the senior brother who was in Zhuhai Ming's retreat, everything became clear.

Life and death are vast, without thinking, and unforgettable.

It is like a silver needle piercing the center, and the pain does not increase or decrease, and it will never go away.

What is even more sad is that the remembrance will never change with the change of time, and may become more and more intense.

Yao Lao, thinking about it, said softly: "Maybe this is what the two of you are really worried about." ”

The ancestor of the Leng clan drank the wine in the cup, swept away the gloomy expression from before, and said with a smile: "It can be regarded as the blessing of the ancestors, the talent of this child in Allure is no worse than his unsuccessful father, and it is even better, but..."

At the back, the old man couldn't help but feel lonely again.

Yao Lao continued: "It's just that she is still young, her cultivation has not yet been completed, and she is still eager for quick success, and there are three Qi Fu points on her body that have a lot of problems, not to mention that she is still a daughter, what the old man said is right?"

The Du Clan Ancestor grinned, raised his hand and punched the former in the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I really can't hide anything from your eyes." ”

Yao Lao then said: "You still don't want Ah Da to enter your Martial Dome City, and then marry the Allure City to him, even if you two go west in the future, with the power of their joint efforts, you can also protect the Martial Dome City from being touched by others, right?"

Looking up, I saw the two nodding slightly.

continued: "But I can tell you, you don't need to think about it, Ah Da already has a sweetheart, I don't believe you ask Dahuo." ”

Hearing this, the second ancestor looked at the fat man who was listening with his arms on his arms.

Seeing this, the latter nodded slightly.

The second ancestor couldn't help but have a look of disappointment in his eyes.

With the attention of Du Leng and the two veins to Leng Chengcheng, it is impossible for her to marry somewhere else, and the talents of other top sects are afraid that after the second old man goes west, he will occupy the magpie's nest.

Therefore, after thinking about it left and right, he learned that the iron sword was stationed in Danzong, and he wanted to cut off the beard here, one of the iron sword and the other is the world's top kendo inheritance, and the other is a single line, and the suspicion of the dove occupying the magpie's nest is gone.

This is the most in line with the original intention of the second ancestor, but I didn't expect it to backfire.

The Leng Ancestor suddenly said angrily: "You have been talking for a long time, it is useless, now tell me what to do?"

Yao Lao chuckled silently and looked at the wine glass in front of him.

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Leng clan was extremely reluctant to pick up the wine jug and fill it for the former, so he said, "Say it." ”

Yao Lao slowly picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Wait and see." ”

When the Leng Ancestor heard this, he stood up instantly, pinched Yao Lao's neck with both hands, and said angrily: "I'll strangle you, an old immortal !!."

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After a while, the three old men with white hair completely disregarded their identity and image, their cuffs were rolled up, Erlang's legs were cocked, peanuts were twisted in their hands, and chopsticks were picked up to hit the edge of the bowl, which jingled.

sang together the folk songs they learned when they traveled to the rivers and lakes, and after drinking a bowl from time to time, they looked at each other and laughed with hazy drunken eyes.

The fat man who accompanied him looked at this scene, that is, he felt funny and very envious, at the age of 100, he could still sing wine with his confidants and friends.

In an instant, an obese abnormality, holding a sledgehammer, smiling and smiling, appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Dead fat man, how is your sword forged?"

Suddenly looked down at his pot-bellied appearance, and couldn't help but smile, it seems that he can't call him "dead fat" in the future.

After thinking about it, he drank the wine in the bowl, tapped the edge of the bowl, and beat the rhythm of the three elders.

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The fat man looked for the servant to settle the three elders together, and then returned to the cold mansion next door.

The fat man, who did not dissipate the strength of the wine all over his body, walked crookedly in the exquisite and elegant corridor, and his heart was full of melancholy.

I thought that the two martial arts masters I had always admired should be like idle clouds and wild cranes, with their hearts like distractions, and they should be dedicated to pursuing the martial arts realm and shattering the void.

But he didn't expect that his hundred-year-old age would be so dedicated to planning for the family, and even had to take into account the things behind him.

What the fat man thought in his heart was an inexplicable sadness.

Suddenly, I saw Xiao Er not far away sitting on the edge of the porch, rubbing his chest constantly.

Hurriedly walked closer and asked, "How are the two heads injured?" Is it that the little rabbit cubs of the Du Leng family are not convinced, and they secretly caught you and took you away?"

The young man looked up and saw that it was a fat man, and said with a smile: "It's okay, my brother doesn't have to worry about it." ”

The fat man looked at the young man in front of him who didn't suffer a loss, and after being injured, he seemed to be fine, and even had a little excited expression, so he squinted his eyes and smiled: "I'm so happy to be beaten, come and tell my brother about it." ”

The young man picked up the placket on his chest and scratched his head, rarely showing shyness.

Seeing this, the fat man couldn't help but raise his finger and scolded with a smile: "You kid still knows how to be ashamed, I thought you had a thicker skin than the city wall!"

The young man pursed his lips when he heard this, and said, "En, you are thin-skinned, you walk behind every day to peek at Mr. Su, and..."

Before he finished speaking, the fat man hurriedly covered his mouth, and then diverted his qi to perceive Su Jingyi, who was practicing calligraphy dozens of feet away.

I felt that there was nothing unusual, and put my index finger to my mouth, "shhh".

Seeing the young man nodding, he let go and continued: "What about you, what are you doing on me, tell me how this injury came from?"

The young man thought about it, folded his arms, leaned into the former's ear and whispered: "I just showed the palmistry to the woman named Leng Qingcheng, but she slapped me when she said that I couldn't calculate." ”

When the fat man heard this, he looked at Xiao Er with suspicion.

The young man did not dodge his gaze in the slightest, and looked like he was swearing.

They looked at each other, and after a while, the two couldn't hold back and laughed one after another.

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After a while, the fat man leaned on the pillar of the corridor, wrapped his arms around the young man, squinted his drunken eyes and hummed softly: "Two heads... In the future, no matter how high or low the cultivation is... All... All want to live... Remote.. Live what you want... Do what you love... With the woman you love the most... Don't let down the reincarnation of heaven and earth so that you... Let you come to this world once..."

The boy suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and turned his head to see that the former was already asleep.

After a few breaths, he snored loudly.

Seeing this, the young man smiled slightly, grabbed his arms and put them on his shoulders, picked up the fat man and walked to the wing not far away, as if answering the former's words, and muttered: "Don't worry, I will..."

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the corridor, he saw Su Jingyi standing aside, seeing the fat man's drunken state, he stepped forward and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the drooling saliva from him, raised his hand and poked his huge head, and said angrily: "You know how to teach others, but what about yourself?"