Chapter 41: Why Do You Take Revenge?

The expression on Xiao Yu's face didn't change much, it seemed to have been immersed in his body's instinct.

He looked at the face of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, if he straightened his face, he would be sanctimonious. He said, "Then does the gentleman know your own heart?"

He inexplicably felt that this middle-aged man in Tsing Yi must have something special, so he called Mr.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi took out a wine jar out of nowhere, patted open the mud seal at the mouth of the altar, took a sip very complacently, and said in response to the question: "Actually, when I was as young as you, I was like this." ”

Xiao Yu carefully examined his appearance again and confirmed that he should be around forty to fifty years old. Then when he was young, it should have been more than twenty years old. At that time, Xiao Yu was not yet born.

"What is it?" Xiao Yu asked.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi put the wine jar on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth with his long sleeves very undeceitfully, and said drunkly: "When I was very young, my parents died, and they were killed by someone. At that time, I had only one thought on my mind, and that was revenge. But I was a little child, helpless, and displaced, and suffered a lot. ”

Xiao Yu looked at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in silence, he didn't know why the words of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi made him a little displeased, he frowned slightly, and asked, "Then what happened later?"

The middle-aged man looked out the window, on the bare willow branches on the side of the road, then leaned back in his chair, and said with a long sigh of relief: "Later, I met an old man. Later, I had the ability to kill. ”

"When I have the ability to kill, all I want to do is rush in front of the people who killed my parents, kill them all, crush them to ashes, and even kill their entire family. ”

The middle-aged man's words were the content of the destruction of people, but the expression on his face was the same as when he said just now that the price of wine in Liuquan Mansion had risen by five cents every two yuan.

The same indignation.

Xiao Yu suddenly felt that there was some quiet around him, and when he looked around, the guy who ran the hall trotted over with a wine jug, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. A table of guests not far from Xiao Yu and them leaned back, their mouths open, but there was not a trace of laughter.

It's like watching a mime.

Mo Shu didn't know when he lay on the table, and the sound of steady breathing came slowly, but he fell asleep.

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, then he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Then did you kill it in the end?"

The middle-aged man picked up the wine jar and drank again, the sound of drinking was like the sound of a mountain stream jumping.

He looked at Xiao Yu and said with a smile: "Of course I killed, what I think, I will do it." ”

"Of course I used a little trick to get his father to kill him, how's that, that kind of despair, that kind of unwillingness, that kind of ...... Anyway, it's a good way to retaliate, isn't it?"

Xiao Yu's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said, "What about his father?"

"His father?" the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, "He is still alive and well." ”

Then he laughed, "But I've already found someone to use the knife in my hand, and soon...... His father will die ...... too."

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes: "Yes." ”

The middle-aged man looked at him and said with a slight displeasure: "Of course it is!"

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, then said with a slightly bitter smile: "Then congratulations to Mr. for taking revenge, it is really a great blessing." ”

The middle-aged man was drinking at this time, and he was very disdainful of Xiao Yu's words.

"I thought revenge was my goal in life, and indeed, revenge used to be my goal. In the name of revenge, I consider myself decisive and ruthless. I have done a lot of great things! and even thought about going down in history. However, it wasn't until after the man's death that I realized that after the revenge was successful, I was just a lost man. ”

"A man who has lost his way forward. Where do I go without my purpose? What do I want? I find that I don't know anything. I don't know, but I always feel like something important is missing in my life......

He raised the jar, took another sip, and said, "It doesn't matter if I'm sour and rotten, or moaning without disease, but that's really what I think in my heart." And that's really something that's important. ”

Xiao Yu was speechless, looked at the drunken middle-aged man for a long time, and then slowly said: "You have already picked it up, so you can put it down, I haven't picked it up, so why put it down?"

The middle-aged man was speechless.

The middle-aged man shook the empty wine jar in his hand, a little annoyed, he put the wine jar at his feet, then looked at Xiao Yu and asked, "Why do you want revenge?"

Speaking naturally, Xiao Yu then asked rhetorically, "How do you know that I want revenge?"

The middle-aged man said with interest, "Why can't I know?"

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, decided not to dwell on this topic anymore, and said, "Okay, then why do you want revenge?"

The middle-aged man said drunkly: "If you want revenge, you have to take revenge." Of course, this is all nonsense...... Seeing that you are also a person with a bit of status, why don't you go to ?...... I understand that the person who has an enmity with you has more status than you. ”

Xiao Yu said: "Since Mr. knows, then Xiao doesn't hide it, I don't hide it, compared with ordinary people, I do have a little status." But my position comes entirely from my enemies. He can make me disappear from this world at any time if he wants to......"

The middle-aged man sneered: "So you have to find someone with a higher status than your enemy." ”

Xiao Yu thought of that person, who would have a higher status than him? shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not speak again.

The two sat opposite each other in silence, and the middle-aged man's fingers tapped lightly on the table.

It makes a very rhythmic click.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I heard that there is a painting in the dustless old road in the Qingyang Temple outside the city. ”

The faint voice stirred up countless ripples in Xiao Yu's heart.

The silence came to an abrupt end.

Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man with shock in his eyes: "What are you going to do?"

The middle-aged man still tapped his fingers on the table and said, "I don't do anything, I just want to take a look." ”

Xiao Yu looked at the middle-aged man in front of him seriously, and his every move seemed to be under his control.

The hand hidden under the sleeve of the black robe had secretly lifted the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "Don't be so nervous, I don't have the time to look at you all the time, I just happened to see you today and came up to see you." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man tapped his fingers on the table and stopped.

As the sound of Da Da disappeared, the whole restaurant seemed to be still at this moment, as if a video had been paused for a while.

The smiles of the guests next door remained there for a moment, and even the dripping wine stayed in mid-air, crystal clear. Xiao Yu's hand was still in a state of wanting to draw the sword, and the Weiyang ancient sword only appeared half of it in his eyes.

This stagnation lasted only for a moment, and then everything returned to normal.

Then the Weiyang Ancient Sword in Xiao Yu's eyes appeared, and the guest next door smiled, and the drop of wine fell on the table, making an inaudible sound.

Then the laughter of the guests, the shouts of the people who ran the hall, the shouts of the vendors outside the building, and all kinds of noisy voices poured out.

Xiao Yu stared blankly at the seat in front of him, which was empty. Everything just now was like a dream.

It's just that the empty wine jar next to the seat still tells that there is indeed a strange middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who has just come.