Chapter 144: The Old Fox and the Little Fox

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Xia He is still not an ordinary person after all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He was silent for a long time, longer than before, and the long silence only showed that he was thinking more seriously than he had ever been before.

This is also a question worth pondering.

At least that's the case for him.

"But I still don't agree. In the end, Xia He raised his head and said, his eyes were burning, like a twinkling star, and it seemed like a child living in it.

Only children will have such pure eyes, and only innocent children will choose such a choice that is not beneficial to themselves.

After all, it's still a child, but fortunately it's still a child.

But it is precisely because he is still a child that he can get out of such a choice that everyone can't refuse.

The poor scholar was even more puzzled, for those who were about to die, it was a temptation to live longer, and for those who wanted to protect others, it was also a temptation to have a force that no one could destroy.

Not to mention, people who love money, people who love women...... It was a deal that no one could refuse.

No one could refuse the devil's deal.

The person who can refuse is not a natural ascetic, or a fool, but also a really smart person.

Xia He is a really smart person.

A truly intelligent person will always know a very useful truth.

"Why?"

The poor scholar found that he had never guessed Xia He's choice, and he found that he had asked too many questions today, much more than he had said in a hundred years.

Xia He also found that he had a lot to say today, although he really said too much in the words of explanation. It's too much, and I wouldn't mind more.

"Because I don't believe in pie in the sky. ”

There will be no pie falling from the sky, this is a truth that many people know, but in the face of pie falling from the sky, many people will forget this truth, or pretend to forget this truth.

They always tell themselves: maybe it's a big pie that has fallen.

People who say that tend to be stunned by that big pie.

Xia He hadn't been knocked unconscious by a pie, so he was sober.

However, the poor scholar does not think so, he believes that pies will fall from the sky, pies that will not smash people unconscious.

"When did you know that? ”

"Before the practice, a long time ago. ”

"Do you still think like this after practicing?"

Xia He still had a burning light in his eyes, answering his question in a reasonable tone.

"Naturally. ”

The poor scholar was suddenly extremely disgusted with the light in Xia He's eyes, and he was also extremely disgusted with the naturalness in his tone.

So his question is even more acute.

"But the cultivator himself embarks on the path of cultivation because of the favor of God, so isn't that a pie falling from the sky? ”

Cultivation is a one-in-a-hundred, or even one-in-a-thousand, thing, so naturally it's a big pie falling from the sky.

"That's too. ”

Xia He's eyes were still like that, and it was still so natural in his tone.

"So, what exactly is cultivation? God's favor, or God's fodder?"

The light in Xia He's eyes is even stronger, it seems to be able to burn people to ashes, and it seems to hide a divine light that can ignite the heavens.

The poor scholar saw the divine light in his eyes, and suddenly there was a beam of light in his eyes, and the momentum of his whole body once again came with the power of an emperor.

He understood something.

"So what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting. ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"When Heaven takes that pie back, or when Heaven comes and slaughters me. ”

"Then you've waited. ”

Xia He was laughing, smiling like a child, a child who snatched the candy cunningly.

"You want to kill me?"

The poor scholar is still laughing, but it is no longer the laugh of the devil, it is an indifferent smile, indifferent like the smile of an emperor who kills and robs.

"Naturally. ”

He used Xia He's tone, a tone that was taken for granted.

"It's a pity you can't kill me. ”

Xia He smiled like a little fox.

"Because you're not here. ”

“......”

The poor scholar was silent for a moment, "How do you know?"

"I don't know until now. ”

Xia He patted his chest, looking relieved. It's still the smile of a little fox on his face.

“......”

Only then did the poor scholar find out that Xia He was just a trick that was not clever, not clever but very useful.

The poor scholar finally decided to kill Xia He, not for the power to resurrect Xia He, but to kill him, and he found out that Xia He was a real genius, even more genius than he imagined.

Even a genius even more genius than him.

He is not a generous person, so he wants to kill Xia He, really kill, and die completely.

But as Xia He said, he is not here, there is only a poor sour scholar who only has a soul left, and the poor sour scholar was also a cultivator before his death, but after his death, he is only left with a useless soul.

Luckily, he still has a fish.

A very useful fish, that fish is a rare murderous thing in the world, and it has been immersed in a sea of blood for a hundred years, which adds a bit of anger.

A knife can kill, words can kill, and even eyes can kill, so naturally it can kill with anger, and it may be faster to kill with anger.

Of course, the fastest thing is to kill someone at a glance.

That's called a killing.

The light in the eyes of the poor scholar seemed to be able to ignite Xia He and kill him.

It's a pity that he is just a soul who can't fight after all, so he can't kill Xia He just by looking at it, but Xia He can't kill him either.

Xia He also thought of this, so he just watched to see what the poor scholar wanted to do.

The poor scholar is also watching, still waiting, waiting for a one-eyed fish to appear, or waiting for a red mist to appear.

There must be that one-eyed anchovy in the red mist.

It was a cunning fish, and it was also a slippery fish, it could come out of any place, from the red mist, from a flower, or even from the cuffs of Xia He's body that had metamorphosed into gray cloth.

Of course, that fish will not be so stupid, and it will not be stupid to get into Xia He's cuffs, because Xia He only needs to catch it, and he can catch the one-eyed fish in his hand, and as long as he catches it, the one-eyed fish will die.

The poor scholar could no longer find a means to kill Xia He.

So, where is that fish and where does it come from?

This is a question, a question that even Xia He can't guess the answer.

A question that only poor scholars know the answer to.

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Good luck to you.