Text Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Evil Devil Crooked Xiling Sect
The past life experiences of the white guy can be regarded as miserable. But fortunately, now that the misery is over, he is now living a life of eating and drinking without worrying about wine and meat, and everything is fine except that there are no women and no children.
Oddly enough, he never complained. Even he himself couldn't figure out why he couldn't hate God. During that time, his neighbors all sighed for him: Why did you let you put all the unlucky things on the table?
"As long as I can live, God, as long as I can live!" was the only thought that the white man had when he was left uncared for on the sickbed.
Later, when he recovered from his illness, he worshiped at the temple and Taoist temple, no matter what kind of god he was, as long as he passed by and saw it, he would kowtow three times devoutly.
Why? Because he survived! God let me survive, and it was a great kindness!
The white guy drank three glasses of wine in a row, felt that the wine tasted really good today, and said to Huang Chai: "Brother Huang, thank you for inviting me to drink today, brother, I didn't treat you very well before, and I hope you don't take it to heart." From now on, we will be brothers, good brothers!"
Huang Chai took a sip of wine with water and said: "Brother Bai can afford us, it is our honor, if Brother Bai has any orders in the future, just say it, our brothers are duty-bound." ”
As he spoke, the wine jar bottomed out.
The people at the table next to him also ate about the same, except for a master and a servant, everyone else left.
The middle-aged man who looked like the master asked Xiao Er to remove the cups and plates, and then brought a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts again.
There has always been a sect in the cultivation world that is not well known to ordinary people, called the Xiling School.
Very few of the people knew this name. Because that's a cult. The reason why it is said to be evil is because his practice method is secret and not publicized, and the reason why it is not enough to be an outsider is very simple, to go against fate, against the destiny of heaven.
The people didn't know much about it, but everyone in the cultivation world knew about this Xiling Sect.
It is said that this Xiling faction is at the expense of people's longevity in exchange for cultivation.
As for how many years of longevity and how high the cultivation is, outsiders don't know, only the people in the Xiling faction understand.
Anyway, the cultivators who take the right path look down on the most are the cultivators of the Xiling School. When the disciples of the Xiling faction walked the rivers and lakes, they rarely reported the name of Xiling, so the people rarely knew about it.
This middle-aged man is the elder of the Xiling faction in Bianjing City, named Xu Qingcang, very thin, although his cultivation is not low, but he looks no different from ordinary people.
He has been in the capital for more than ten years, and he has found a lot of good seedlings for the helmsman, and he is the most trusted person for the helmsman, otherwise he would not be in his early forties, so he sat in the position of elder.
This tavern was opened by Xu Qingcang, and it was naturally convenient to invite a few friends to a few friends today. This tavern is just for him to find seedlings, and it doesn't really matter to him whether he earns money or not, and besides, he doesn't live on this little money.
I was going to go home to rest after drinking, but unexpectedly, I found a good seedling again.
The person at the next table who was called 'Brother Huang', with a Shaanxi accent, was expected to be a person from a border town who came to Bianjing to make a living. Invite someone to drink, a few pennies of wine and personally mix water, this kind of people who have no money and no morality, and want to befriend others, in order to achieve the goal in their hearts, must be willing to pay some longevity.
The most important thing is that Xu Qingcang used the Xiling School's unique observation of people and saw that Huang Chai's Qi Vein Erhai was very suitable for the Xiling School's cultivation method. This is the first and foremost point, and only through his observation of people can he consider whether to accept him as a disciple.
Bai Guy stopped Huang Chai from looking for Xiao Er to drink again, and staggered to his feet and said, "Brother Huang, I've had a good time drinking today, it's not good to be greedy, brother, I'll go back first, see you tomorrow." With that, the white man walked out of the door, and before he could take three steps, he fell to the ground. "Oh, the ground is slippery...", got up, closed his eyes and slammed the door crookedly, and finally walked out.
Huang Chai watched the white man's back disappear, turned his head and saw that Huang Yan was still eating, and scolded: "Why haven't you finished eating? Hurry up, let's go back to sleep after eating, and we have to work tomorrow." ”
"Right away. Huang Yan poured all the leftover vegetables from each plate into his own bowl, and ate it by dividing it by two.
"Xiao Er, this table is free of charge. ”
"Okay. ”
Huang Chai was taking out money, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but look up at the adjacent table. I saw that the middle-aged man just smiled at him and didn't speak.
Huang Chai arched his hand and said, "Big brother, you are..."
Xiao Er came up and said, "This guest officer, this is our shopkeeper." ”
"Brother Shopkeeper, do you know us?" Huang Chai was a little frightened for no reason, and had an urge to leave this place quickly.
Xu Qingcang smiled: "We should meet for the first time, before this, we should not know each other, but now, I don't know if we can be regarded as acquaintances?"
Huang Chai was very confused, and he didn't know what kind of medicine he bought in the gourd of the shopkeeper. If this was in the wild shop, he would definitely think that the shopkeeper wanted to make money and kill him. But this is in Bianjing City, and there are no black shops in Bianjing City, which is nothing more than a little oil in the wine and vegetables, and a black shop, which no one dares to open. Thinking about it again, anyway, the money on his body is only a few dozen yuan, and his life is not worth a few dollars, and there is nothing to plot, so he walked to the shopkeeper Xu and said: "Thank you shopkeeper Xu, both of us brothers are coolies, I don't know what the shopkeeper Xu commands?"
Xu Qingcang nodded slightly, thinking, this Huang Chai is not too stupid. Then he said: "Listen to the two accents, are you from Shaanxi Dao?"
Huang Chai said: "Yes, our brother is from Shazhou, and he has no life in Shazhou, so he came to the capital to find a way to live." ”
Xu Qingcang snorted, made up the story, and said: "I had a friend who was from Shazhou before, and I knew me in the capital for ten years, and then he went back to his family and never came back. I have been separated from him for many years, and I miss him very much, so I listened to you and heard the familiar Shaanxi dialect, and I sighed in my heart..."After a pause, he continued: "If you two have nothing to do, you can often come here to talk to me, I am familiar with you at first sight, I wonder if you are willing to make me a friend?"
Huang Chai pulled Huang Yan, bowed to Xu Qingcang a few times, and said: "Thanks to the shopkeeper Xu, friends dare not be a friend, our brother is a subordinate, wouldn't it be bad morality for the shopkeeper Xu to be friends with us." If the shopkeeper Xu has an order, our brother will not hesitate. ”
"Hehe..."Xu Qingcang smiled: "You can go back today, if you have leisure tomorrow, come early in the evening, I will invite you to have a few drinks." ”