Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Town, the Butcher's Shop, and the Knife

There was a middle-aged Taoist on the side, wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, with an ordinary appearance, and his expression was also unusual, he couldn't see anything special, and naturally no one knew his true identity.

In today's Xiling Temple coalition camp, there are more than 100 red-clothed priests who secretly sneaked from Taoshan, the most powerful force of the Daomen, are concentrated here, not in the Taoshan Temple.

With such a terrifying power, it is not only Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan who are waiting for it, but also Ning Que...... When the news of the fall of the Golden Horde and the tragic death of Ah Da and the national teacher reached Momoyama, Daomen began to prepare.

A few days ago, the news that Ning Que had killed Hengmu in Qinghe also spread here, and this fact made several of the most powerful people in the Xiling Temple silent for a long time at the same time.

According to the speed at which Ning Que was running around killing people, he should not have arrived much slower than the news, and the Zhangjiao, ** Hai and the middle-aged Daoist began to prepare for the final battle in silence.

Even if there was some kind of tacit understanding between Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan and Ning Que, the Xiling Divine Temple felt that they could finish the battle because they had been preparing for a long time.

To their surprise, Ye Hongyu didn't come to attack, and Ning Que didn't come either, if Ye Hongyu was sensitive to battle and made her instinctively choose to wait and see, then what about Ning Que? Where did he go?

Ning Que didn't go anywhere.

Just like the sentence that he told the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Jin Dynasty when he looked at the Sword Pavilion from afar that day, he stayed in the territory of the Southern Jin Dynasty for a long time, and naturally he stayed not for tourism, and he also killed many people by the way.

Those who descend do not kill.

Those who do not surrender, kill.

Descending is not descending. Instead, it descended to the old people of the Sword Pavilion.

These are the three sentences that Ning Que told all the people of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

When the Xiling Temple was ready to welcome him south, he stayed in the second most powerful kingdom in the world, began his own preaching, and showed his ruthlessness.

He killed people in Panshan County, he killed people in Linkang City, he killed people in the alleys, he killed people in the palace, the new emperor of the Xiling Temple was killed by him, the prime minister was killed by him, and many people were killed by him.

Just in the silent and suffocating waiting on the bank of the big river and the cold-blooded and cruel killing poke of the Southern Jin Dynasty. Time passes slowly and inexorably. The world entered the middle of summer, and in a cool place, Ning Que disappeared without a trace again.

What he left behind was those few words and blood debts, as well as the Southern Jin Dynasty that was in chaos.

The Southern Army of Datang Town and the Yulin Army had recovered the Qinghe River at that time. After the old lords are purged. After a short rest, they will continue south. Where is there any way to resist in the Southern Jin Dynasty today?

He really single-handedly determined the trend of a national war in advance, why? Because he can kill, and he is good at killing. In the past, the academy could kill people like Ke Haoran, but after too much time, it has gradually been forgotten by the world, and what he is doing now is to make people think about it again.

He entered Weicheng, the Golden Horde died, passed Daze, the Southern Jin Dynasty died, and now he disappeared again, I don't know which country in the world he is going to, and which country is about to perish?

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The midsummer is gone, the heat is still the same, and the Xiling Temple has prepared for Ning Que on the bank of the big river, but he has never waited for Ning Que to appear, let alone expected that he suddenly appeared near the Xiling Temple at this time.

The former Xiling Temple refers to the Dao Gate, and the latter Xiling Temple refers to the location, which is the solemn Dao Hall on the top of the Peach Mountain Peak - from the small town, you can just see that sacred place.

The big black horse came to the Xiling Divine Kingdom, walking silently in the town in front of Momoyama, compared with the sacred Taoist temple between the mountain peaks in the distance, the town was quiet and mundane, forming a sharp contrast.

Ning Que was going to buy some roasted sweet potatoes to eat, but when he entered the town, he suddenly changed his mind, he thought silently for a while, turned over and dismounted, and walked to a simple shop in the east of the town with the reins.

Dismounting and walking is to show respect, now there is no one in the Xiling Temple who is worthy of his respect, but the person in that shop is worthy, although he does not understand the person's character, so that the word years is already worth it.

It was a butcher's shop, the only butcher's shop in the town, just like the town at the junction of the Song Kingdom and the Yan Kingdom, there was only one butcher's shop, and there could only be one butcher's shop in all the places where that person was placed.

The twilight heat is still very hot, the town is like being caged in a steamer, taking elixirs continuously, and being taken by Quack to eat the delicious taste of the wasteland, even if the physique has already been transformed to be extremely special, he still can't stand it, panting heavily, even Ning Que also untied the neckline in front of the hospital.

The butcher's shop was even hotter, and the space surrounded by the smell of blood and the depilatory boiling water pot was full of nasal odors and unbearable heat, and the sturdy middle-aged man, still wearing a leather apron, stood in front of the thick board and kept waving his heavy knife, and there was not a drop of sweat on his bronzed body.

The blade fell, splattering snowflakes from blood and fat spills.

Ning Que stood outside the threshold of the butcher's shop, looked at the butcher behind the board and said, "Hello." ”

The butcher didn't look up at him, but continued to chop the meat, and said, "General." ”

Ning Que was silent for a while and asked, "Have you seen her?"

The butcher stopped chopping the meat, took a piece of cloth from the rope, and wiped his face and hands indiscriminately.

Ning Que continued: "I beat her for a long time, but I never found her. ”

The butcher threw the wet cloth on the butcher's knife at random, looked at him and said, "You are not as fast as the three of them, so naturally you are not as fast as the three of them." ”

There are two fast words in a sentence, the first fast word is speed, and the latter is the time to find her.

Ning Que thought for a while, nodded politely, and said, "Thank you, then I'll go first." ”

The butcher reached out and held the handle of the knife through the damp cloth, so that his hand would not slip.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to keep looking for her. ”

"Need to kill someone to find her?"

"I thought that even if I couldn't find her, I could at least force the viewer back. ”

"You've killed tens of thousands of people, and Chen hasn't appeared, so why keep killing?"

Ning Que raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the butcher and said, "I thought that people like you and the drunkards who had experienced the eternal night would not care about the things we are doing now. Isn't it?"

Eternal Night is the most tragic story in the world, there are countless of the most tragic pictures, the butcher has experienced, seen, suffered, and feared, and naturally he will not care about the things that Ning Que and Daomen do.

He said, "I just have some things that I have always wanted to ask your academy for. ”

Ning Que turned to look at him, looked at him for a long time, and said, "Have you asked before?"

The butcher said, "Master and Ke Haoran. I can't beat it. ”

The meaning hidden in this sentence is clear.

His question is certainly not a good one. He couldn't beat it before, so he didn't have an answer, but now the next generation of the academy is not his opponent, so he wants to get the answer he wants.

Ning Que's expression became more serene. It even looks a little proud. said, "You ask." ”

Start with these few lines of dialogue. He no longer represents himselfβ€”the ordinary man of the world looking for a wifeβ€”but the academy, so he must be calmer and more confident.

The butcher held up the meat knife on the board. Horizontal in front of you.

With this action, Ning Que felt that the threshold of the butcher shop seemed to rise a few points with the ground.

The seemingly ordinary, thick, oily butcher's knife weighed as much as a mountain.

"The master always says that he is lenient, and the academy always says that it is for the world, even if Ke Haoran killed so many people back then, he still feels that he has never been wrong, even if he kills people, he is also killed for the world, just like these things that the academy and you do now, is it also for the world to kill half of the people in the world?"

The butcher looked at him and said, "Save the common people? I don't have such a grand wish with the drunkards, but why does your teacher use this wish to judge our right and wrong? Why do you do the right thing? Only saving according to your way is salvation? Why do you want you to save it?"

Ning Que looked at him quietly and said: "There is a saying that you don't ask the ghosts and gods to ask the common people, who is right, or really only time can prove, but at least what we see with our eyes, what we hear with our ears, what Tang Guo has proved in a thousand years, what the teacher did is at least relatively correct." ”

"That's because he has the biggest fist. ”

The butcher said expressionlessly: "The fist poop is big, the academy is this kind of place?"

Ning Que thought of the little uncle, the third senior sister and himself, and was silent for a long time, and then he thought of the teacher, the senior brother and the second senior brother, and sorted out the things that he had already figured out more clearly.

"You're not talking about the academy, nor the Tang Kingdom. ”

He looked at the butcher and said: "The academy is a gentleman's land, and the Tang Dynasty is a gentleman's country, but I'm not, a gentleman can be bullied, I don't want to be a gentleman, I'd rather be perished forever, but also try to fulfill the teacher's wishes." ”

The butcher said, "What good will it do you to let your soul walk in the underworld?"

Ning Que looked at him and said seriously, "Freedom...... Although the word is now easy to make people feel greasy, like a knife in your hand, but it's not free, it's really boring. ”

The butcher said, "...... Even if it's an unknown danger?"

Ning Que said: "You should vaguely guess my origin, then you should know that my words are correct, I have seen it, the real one should be like that." ”

The butcher was silent for a long time, then said, "There is the underworld. ”

"If you insist that the real world is the underworld. Ning Que said.

The butcher looked at him and said, "In the past, the Daomen said that you are the son of the Hades, which is actually wrong, but it is actually true, because you will take this world into the underworld. ”

Ning Que was silent for a long time, thinking about the change of identity over the years, thinking about the stories and escapes of the past, feeling a little ridiculous and a little sentimental.

"Like, that's true," he said. ”

The butcher said, "The world ...... Why go to the underworld?"

Ning Que said, "Why not?"

The butcher said, "It's cold in there. ”

Ning Que said: "However, it is also very big. ”

After saying this, the inside and outside of the butcher's shop became quiet, because it was too quiet, so it was deadly silent, and the dead pig in the shop looked at the two people with round eyes, and the sheep's head resting in the pot of boiling water also squinted at them.

Each other has each other's thoughts, but there is no consensus, so they have the intention to die.

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(In order to keep that breath, there must be no time to revise, and you can't look back, the writing will definitely be rough, and you will find time to revise it later, so I hereby report.) οΌ‰(。 )