Fang Cai spoke directly, so that the middle-aged shopkeeper on the opposite side asked curiously, "Drunk? What do you say?"

Liu Jingxun smiled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I underestimated a friend, if it weren't for an old-timer to remind me, I would really be on the way."

This step was lost to Su Gu, and it was a complete loss. It is estimated that Jian Wenya also found out, which helped him a little.

The funny thing is that someone still thinks that they have already controlled a Su Gu in their hands, but they don't know that you can use a formation to blackmail others, and people can also know where you are from that formation.

Just like the shopkeeper said, standing upstairs and peeking downstairs, the people downstairs are not invisible, but they can't see clearly. Think of a way, be serious, and the two will definitely be able to see each other.

The premise is that he can have a way to take a serious look, and it is obvious that Su Gu has a way.

At the same time, in Baishuidong, Su Gu was a guest in the rotten wood canal. After taking a sip of tea, Su Gu suddenly patted his head, not daring to use too much force, and then sighed: "It's not my Brother Chiting, I found out so quickly."

Zizhu stubbornly asked, "Young Master Su, who is that Chiting Sword Immortal?"

Su Gu smiled and said, "You must have heard that Baishui Dongtian has never forbidden the outside world, that Liu Jingxun, who has a human face and a beast's heart and a violent and desolate Yin, has always heard of it, right?"

These words were considered to have relieved the hatred, and the rotten wood canal master also let out a long sigh.

Su Gu pursed his lips, "Doesn't look like it, does it? It's good to be like."

Su Gu's back suddenly cooled, and she spoke: "No, it's even more scary if it's like."

In the inn in the capital of the country, the middle-aged shopkeeper drank with Liu Jingxun, drinking from dawn to dark, until the sound of firecrackers in the outside world was everywhere, and Liu Jingxun, who had never used his aura to dispel the spirit of alcohol from beginning to end, was a little unbearable.

At this time, there are already wine jugs all over the place, but the middle-aged shopkeeper can still sit upright.

Seeing that the scholar was already lying on the table, the middle-aged shopkeeper said with a smile: "A scholar, the amount of alcohol is really good, if I hadn't drunk the antidote medicine halfway, I would have slept like a dead pig by this time."

Liu Jingxun wanted to look up and reply, but he really couldn't do it. At this time, the brain is up to you, and the body is not up to yourself!

The middle-aged shopkeeper took another sip of wine, turned around to close the door of the inn, and then overturned the counter and took out a horizontal knife from inside.

After that, the middle-aged man went to the back kitchen again, brought a whetstone, and sat at the table next to Liu Jingxun, sharpening his knife with wine.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Actually, I don't need your persuasion, I've let go of my obsession. But I just feel that if I can become a Buddha by putting down the butcher's knife, it will be too unfair to the unjust soul who died under my knife. Fortunately, you explained it to me, and I feel much more comfortable. I Lin Zhen entered the Prime Minister's Mansion at the age of three, and I helped them kill people since I was nine years old, and by the time I was fifteen years old, there were many innocent people who died under my hands. Twenty years have passed in such a mess, killing countless people and causing great evil. As a result, I killed and killed, and in the end, it was the old couple who saved my life. Wicked people like me, old and weak, women and children have been killed, but there are always times when the knife cannot be dropped. When my uncle and aunt died, they told me that it is not difficult to be a good person, so I tried it, and it was really not difficult for me, but what about those people I killed? Lin Zhen has become a good person and has done some good deeds, can the sins he has made be written off? Can't, can't, shouldn't."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man had already sharpened his side. turned over Hengdao, and Lin Zhen spoke again: "Originally, I thought about killing that female cadre today, and if I don't go, he will die of old age. Kill him, and then I kill myself, he raised me after all! I never thought I would have someone to drink with me before I went."

After saying this, the middle-aged man began to concentrate on sharpening the knife, and after a short while, he picked up a white rag and wiped off the horizontal knife that flashed with cold light.

Lin Zhen smiled, opened Liu Jingxun's mouth, stuffed a hangover pill into it, took a pen and wrote the words "Wake up and leave" on the table, and then went out with a knife.

As soon as the middle-aged man walked on his front foot, Liu Jingxuan sat up.

But Liu Jingxuan didn't chase him out, let alone get up, but just dispersed the alcohol on his body and took another sip of wine.

The sound of firecrackers continued, and the young man returned to his original appearance, carried the canoe, and walked to the door of the inn with a wine gourd.

Where fireworks are concentrated, it is always a place where wealthy families live. On the other hand, those who only have the few sounds of firecrackers are poor families.

In the thirties of the Chinese New Year's Eve, no matter how poor the family is, they will always buy some artillery battles, and when they are in the middle of the hour, they will all let go.

"Even if I'm having a bad time, I want to be better! The cannonades are louder, God listen, it's good not to make it so hard for me next year."

This sentence was Liu Jingxuan's first time in Fuzhou County, and he heard it from a person who was not too old at the time, but had an old face in Fengquan Town.

The old man also died not long ago, and when he knew that Bao Yu was taken away by Fan Jiangyue, Liu Jingxuan guessed it.

said that it was a stumble, but in fact, they both jumped off the cliff. When the child grows up, some things will make it difficult for the child to speak, since the baby can live by itself, then the adult simply does not live, so as not to make the child unable to raise his head.

In fact, Liu Jingxun also knew that the angry Doudou who was unwilling to go to Guanghua Academy again was also Bao Yu.

God knows how the mother and grandfather who have pulled their children to grow up have refined a "heart of stone" to resist those gossips for more than ten years.

In the end, it was Bao Fei's sentence that broke through those two iron-beaten hearts, "Why are you so shameless".

Liu Jingxuan sighed, took a sip of wine, and said softly, "Child, you may not know that they gave you all their faces."

The soldiers and horses patrolling the city on the side of the road galloped by, and Liu Jingxuan only took a sip of wine.

The poor people's homes lit firecrackers, and the rich people's homes set off fireworks, and the momentum was divided into large and small sizes, but they were all New Year's Festivals.

Some people who can't get over the big hurdles in their hearts choose to kill themselves tonight, so Liu Jingxun doesn't want to stop them.

Soon it was already the end of the year, Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine, slowly got up, and went to the prime minister's mansion on the edge of the imperial city.

At the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was a middle-aged man holding a head and kneeling towards the main hall, but his own head had already rolled aside.

Wearing a green shirt and carrying an eight-edged iron sword, he slowly walked to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and opened the road with a martial arts spirit, and the soldiers did not dare to block the road at all.

The young swordsman walked to the door, turned his head to look at the frail soul who was being held by the Night Wandering God of a country, and said, "Why, when did the Yin Division, a subordinate of Xudu Luo Mountain, also have to help this mortal dynasty?"

The Night Wanderer frowned and said in a deep voice, "Bold! Yin Si detains people, and dares to see it without avoiding it?"

Liu Jingxun looked at the old prime minister of the Confusing Country, who had been saved by some secret method, and said coldly: "If a person dies, he will be divided into three, six, nine, and so on? On the book of life and death in the temple of the city god of the country, you only wrote that Lin Zhen was full of evil?"

Before the night wandering god could speak, he saw that as soon as the young swordsman stretched out his hand, a soul still in the prime minister's mansion was casually pulled out and thrown not far away.

Liu Jingxun said: "It's the New Year, there is revenge, and there are grievances."

Then he also pulled Lin Zhen's soul and threw it away.

Liu Jingxuan was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's the New Year, there is revenge, and there is injustice."

Liu Jingxun obviously heard it, and someone said thank you.

In a short time, the two souls were torn to pieces by countless wandering spirits and wild ghosts, and there was no possibility of reincarnation.

The night wandering god didn't dare to approach the young man with the sword on his back, so he had to stand in place and said in a deep voice, "Meddling in the affairs of the underworld, have you thought about what the price will be?"

Liu Jingxun was already a little suffocated, but when he heard this, he immediately stopped suppressing his breath, turned his head and squinted at the night wandering god who was equivalent to the Jindan realm, and said coldly, "You come and tell me, what will it cost?"

The protector who was already on the way to worship the protector immediately turned around and turned back after noticing this terrifying aura.

Only those who are full of food and support will provoke this evil star.

And that night wandering god, he actually felt a chill in his back for the first time, he was a dead ghost!

Fortunately, the young man quickly retracted his breath, and pointed out a sword qi, which went straight out from the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion for dozens of zhang.

"There's a grave, it's not too much."

Picking up the head, Liu Jingxun picked up the headless corpse again, and walked away with such a swagger.

There were hundreds of people present, and no one dared to stop them.

Before leaving, Liu Jingxun said in a deep voice: "Belonging to the Yin Cha of Xudu Luo Mountain, there should be no such night wandering god who learns from the mundane and bullies the weak and fears the hard. If the prime minister of a country is admired, then you need to collect his soul? On the other hand, if such a person becomes a god, is it good or bad?"

The City God Lord came here in an instant, and slammed at Liu Jingxun, "What the Sword Immortal said is true."

Liu Jingxun only said, "It's also for you to listen to the emperor of the rebellious country."

After saying that, he left, and after dawn, there was a new tomb on the bank of the Tang River.

Liu Jingxuan poured a pot of wine and said with a smile: "Saving you is harming you, but when you die, you will fulfill your wish, you Lin Zhen has proven the Arhat Fruit."

Sticking the knife in front of the grave, the young man turned and walked away.

But after walking a few steps, Liu Jingxuan turned around again, stretched out his hand and popped out a flame, and the horizontal knife was instantly melted into molten iron and scattered all over the ground.

On the rivers and lakes, everywhere can be fighting, killing and killing, in fact, it is more of a horse.

Strangers in the rivers and lakes, everyone has a story.

Returning to the inn in an instant, Liu Jingxun bent down to pick up the little white cat and smiled, "Think I'm not coming? How could it be! I have an apprentice who loves cats."

Someone looked strange and said, "You're a female cat, but I don't know if my apprentice's little flower cat is male or female!"

The little white cat who has long heard human words is shy like a human.

Since then, the swordsman will be on the way south, and there will be many little white cats around him.

In fact, Liu Jingxun is a person who never feels homesick, and occasionally feels homesick, just because there are people in his hometown who can think about it.

Who isn't?