"It's too annoying for the old man to see a few flies, so Dai Gongzi took action to drive them away," the drunkard said with a smile, this is a personal favor, and the drunkard naturally wants to say it.

It was normal for Su Yan not to know what had just happened.

Otherwise, the current Su Yan is really going to be invincible in the world, which is not in line with the plot, the drunkard thought in his heart.

He wished that Su Yan would never know.

It's just that it's impossible, so tonight he'll show favor in advance.

In fact, there is really no food in the tavern, and the people who come drink in large porcelain bowls.

Su Yan replied lightly, returned to the front of the wooden table, picked up the wine glass in front of him and fell into contemplation, the exquisite wine glass glowed with a magnificent halo under the light.

The old wine syrup flowing on the ground flowed back into the wine urn at some point, and the broken wine urn was neatly stacked on the counter, as if it had never happened.

The drama was shocked in his heart that the drunkard could still move forward after countless years of cultivation.

And further on?

He was a little confused.

Everything has already happened, but it's just a return to the past.

This is the power of time, and what the drunkard does is nothing more than turn back the clock in time.

At this time, Xiao Baishan led the three disciples of Mingyue Xuan to stand on the post road outside the town, the night was vast, where to see the sword town.

In fact, the town was in front of his eyes, but he turned a blind eye.

It's really invisible, and the divine sense can't sense it, even if he's undisciplined.

"Great Elder, the news says that the man has been coming this way, with your old man's speed, it is impossible to fall behind, but there is no one along the way, where did he go. ”

yes, where the hell did he go?

Xiao Baishan didn't know that for him now, those things in the town had never happened to him at all.

He is definitely still Xiao Baishan, he is no longer Xiao Baishan.

In the legend that has always been in the cultivation world, there is another world, and in that world there is another identical self.

......

Su Yan remembered that he was in a trance for a moment when he made a move, and vaguely remembered that he was in a sea of stars, and the seven stars arranged in the shape of a spoon were particularly bright.

What's going on?

Opposite the drunkard's delicate wine glass, he got up, unconsciously turned slightly, the space suddenly distorted, and everything in the room began to ghost.

"Don't," the drunkard exclaimed, snatching the cup and beads of sweat on his forehead, "No, son, something will go wrong." ”

Holding the wine glass tightly in his arms, he was afraid that Su Yan was snatching it, and he was still muttering in his mouth: "Don't you, son...... No...... No...... Want...... , "The voice is bitter and sad, like a girl being ...... by a big man. , uh, indescribable.

In his heart, he was secretly shocked, how could he use this wine glass, which did not match the legend.

"Yes, yes, I just don't move your glass." Su Yan had a chill, what kind of person is this, looking at the drunkard at this time, there is no trace of respect for the elderly.

As everyone knows, the drunkard's heart also gave a sigh of relief, "My old immortal, don't think of anything at this time." ”

Su Yan didn't know what the drunkard was thinking now, but he was interrupted by the drunkard, and then he recalled the things of Fang Cai, and there was no imprint.

As soon as he thought of this, his gaze at the drunkard turned cold, "Who are you?" asked Su Yan.

The drunkard looked confused and replied, "I'm a drunkard." ”

After thinking for a moment, he added, "It's the owner of this tavern." ”

"Who am I?" asked Su Yan.

This is not easy to answer, and the drunkard broke out in a cold sweat.

"Childe is here to drink and look for someone," said the actor who had not spoken all this time, looking up on behalf of the drunkard, his body no longer trembling.

"Yes, yes, yes...... Childe is a guest who has come to drink. He knelt down and nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking rice, and his gray hair fluttered with the action of nodding.

He was actually already an old man with a sixtieth birthday, and the wrinkles on his face overlapped, Su Yan felt a little pitiful when he looked at it, so he stopped asking the drunkard.

Su Yan is the first person in the world to feel pitiful for drunkards.

If the drunkard knew what Su Yan was thinking now, he would definitely not be angry, but would jump up happily, he had done so much, would he think like Su Yan soon?

Looking at the drama that had just spoken, I saw him sitting there alone drinking, and the colorful clothes on his body could not add the slightest vitality to him.

The actor is also an old man, the old man should be surrounded by children and grandchildren, enjoying the joy of family, I don't know what kind of past he has until old age to be so lonely, sitting alone in a tavern and drinking.

I also feel a little pitiful for him.

This time, he said, "You're pathetic too." Su Yan said to the play.

No one in the world has ever felt pitiful for the play.

The drunkard froze, the drama froze, and for a long time, the two burst into tears.

They are really pitiful.

"Thank you, childe, for your pity. The two said in unison, and bowed deeply to Su Yan.

They bow their heads to the dust, but they are not ashamed, for in the dust a beautiful flower blooms.

This time it was Su Yan's turn to look confused, he didn't do anything, "Actually, you are not pitiful, although you are lonely when you are old, you can live a wonderful life." Su Yan said.

Seeing that the two of them behaved strangely, they must not be able to find a wife when they were young, and they would only beat a single when they were old, Su Yan guessed maliciously in his heart.

The drunkard and the actor buried their heads lower, low to the dust in the dust, and the two still did not feel ashamed, because the dust in the dust will have more rich nutrients and more beautiful flowers.

Isn't it because the roots are deep enough that a tree can grow so tall and straight?

"The old man must remember the words of the son, and the rest of his life will be more exciting. The two said in unison again.

It's as neat as if it had been rehearsed countless times beforehand.

Su Yan was a little speechless.

I don't think I said anything.

He didn't know what kind of profound impact the latter sentence had on drunkards and actors.

Later, the two really married and had children, and the second spring of their lives was born.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and a low voice came in: "Drunkard, dramatist, you two come out for a while."

It was the departing butcher who spoke.

The drunkard glanced at the play, and the playman walked out.

The actor lifted the thick curtain, and a strong light was projected from outside the door, and there were many people standing faintly outside.

Su Yan looked up, and it was as bright as day outside.

Su Yan stood up, and the drunkard saw Su Yan standing up, and hurriedly stood up as well.

The three of them walked out the door together.

Su Yan walked out of the door and saw that the actor was talking to the butcher.

Behind the butcher stood about a few dozen people.

Seeing Su Yan come out, the actor and the butcher stopped talking, and when the people saw Su Yan come out, they all lowered their heads, just like the drunkard and the actor were in the house.

They all bowed their heads to the dust.

Only the butcher quickly raised his head after lowering his head, and looked at Su Yan expressionlessly.

When the drunkard saw this, he was a little anxious, "Butcher, what are you doing?" The tone was fast and urgent, and his voice was obscure.

Su Yan couldn't understand what they were saying, but he could see that the drunkard was in a hurry, and he found that the dozens of people standing outside were all old people, whether they were men or women, whether they were healthy or disabled.

There is not a single young person, not a single middle-aged person, not even a child, and I don't know how these old people came over, and a ridiculous guess came out in my heart, could it be that the town is full of lonely old people?

There are indeed only some old people in the town, and there are dozens of families in the town, and there are dozens of old people.

It's really sad to have no one to rely on.

Su Yan looked at it, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he also felt that these people were very pitiful.

When you think of your heart, your eyes show pity.

Under Su Yan's pitiful gaze, the old men lowered their heads. At a glance, it was full of white-haired heads, and I couldn't see my face.

The old people lowered their heads, and Su Yan couldn't see their faces.

"Hey", Su Yan sighed and said, "You are really all pitiful, you will all live a better life in the future."

He didn't know why he was saying that.

Every old man who heard this was shocked, and his face flushed.

It seems that Su Yan's words have great power.

The butcher did the same, but soon became firm again, "butcher," the drunkard said angrily, "why do you have to do this. The butcher's stubby eyebrows didn't move, "Drunkard, it's not that I have to, it's really hard for me to believe it, you know, even the slightest possibility, we can't take such a risk." ”

"Why don't you believe it? The drunkard sword butcher was still stubborn, and his voice became cold.

"What you hear is not necessarily true, and what you see is not necessarily true," said the butcher.

"You don't believe me?" the drunkard's eyes narrowed.

"I don't want to take risks" I don't know what the butcher's mouth means by taking risks, but apparently the drunkard understands: "It's not risking, on the contrary, you are the real adventure now." The drunkard said.

"I just believe in myself. "The butcher is still stubborn.

The drunkard said angrily, "Good, good, good ......" he said three good words in a row, "I can't imagine that for countless years, you have never really believed these old brothers, I have misread you." ”

"You're going to drive me away?" the butcher's face finally changed, the two stubby eyebrows twisted together, and the muscles on his cheeks kept throbbing.

"It's not that I'm going to drive you away, it's that the town can't accommodate you anymore, so why stay here if you don't believe me. There was a hint of sadness and exhaustion in the drunkard's voice.

"Is it going to be so?" asked the butcher.

The drunkard stopped talking.

The butcher also fell silent.

After a long time, the butcher also sighed, as if he had made some kind of important decision in his heart, and there was a trace of sadness and loneliness in his voice.

"Well, since none of us can convince anyone, let's go our separate ways. The butcher crouched down and drew a shallow mark on the ground with his butcher's knife.

The drunkard also took out his glass, and a thin line poured down from the mouth of the glass, and the thin line was placed next to the mark drawn by the butcher.

The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other, this is separation, this is the boundary.

The avenue is facing the sky, one person on one side, and from then on each goes its own way, and then not with the north and south.

A huge life-and-death crisis appeared in Su Yan's heart, and there was no time to think, seven stars appeared at his feet, his footsteps danced with the twinkling starlight, the butcher's knife left the ground, and a strand of hair fell from Su Yan's ear.

The drunkard was furious, and the smell of wine suddenly filled the heavens and the earth, and the wine urns on the counter in the room left the counter and appeared in front of Su Yan, stacked one urn after another, like a wall.

The wall blocked the Butcher's killing attempt.

The butcher's knife has been raised.