96. Good scenery

Wu Lao, who had just walked out of Lingding Alley, felt something, looked up in the direction of Gu Xuefeng, and his face was full of helplessness, "I knew that I wouldn't let this guy go, why did we start a fight just after we met!" ”

But Wu Lao even wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't afford to go over.

Not to mention that he is not treated by the one on the old snow peak, he will never be able to go up to the old snow peak in this life. Even if you go up, you can only stare dryly from the sidelines.

A temper is as hard as strength, and a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and he goes up to persuade him to fight, isn't this looking for death?

It's not good to say that the two of them will sum up, solve themselves first and then fight, when the time comes, where will this dumb person reason for losing himself? I made it up by myself, and I can't blame others.

Old Man Wu rubbed his temples with a headache, forget it, let them go, it's a big deal to find someone to go up the mountain to collect their bodies in two days.

Then Wu Lao stepped out and came to a sparkling reed. Not far away, is a small wooded island.

Although it is the cold winter season, the water here is still rippling and the spring is bright. The reeds are brushing their heads on the shore, and all kinds of fish, birds, insects and beasts are leisurely, a scene of paradise.

Wu Lao started again and came to the island.

Looking at the good scenery here, Wu Lao couldn't help but nodded, "The vision of the green mountains should be like this, no one knows about the secluded living near the water, a good place, a good place." ”

A purple shirt floated in, and he said with a smile: "Wu Lao is really good Yaxing, and he actually has time to come to the cold house today." ”

Wu Lao glanced at the young man's purple shirt, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Don't, I can't afford you Wu Lao, we are close in age." ”

It's all an old man, what kind of tenderness is there!

Don't be ashamed!

The purple-shirted young man smiled slightly and said, "On the road of cultivation, the attainer comes first. ”

Wu Lao rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

The purple-shirted young man looked up at Gu Xuefeng, with a yearning look on his face.

"Two stubborn old men fighting, what's there to see?" Wu Lao glanced at Gu Xuefeng again, and his tone was sour.

"It's a rare thing to see in a thousand years." The purple-shirted young man sighed.

Wu Lao tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Back then, among our people, you and that old sao Bao liked Wen Crepe the most!" Now it's even more prosperous! ”

The purple-shirted young man smiled and said, "Brother Wen Huan and I are like-minded and follow our hearts." Moreover, Wu Lao Mo didn't forget that there were still eight highnesses back then. ”

Wu Lao suddenly looked like a frightened bird, and the wind was loud, "If you want to say it, just say it, don't get involved with me." ”

The purple-shirted young man looked at ease, "The sky is falling, there is a tall man on top, I don't care." ”

"Sure enough, the reader is still a lotus root, and he has a lot of eyes."

"It's over."

Wu Lao's heart was full of resentment, he didn't drink a cup of tea, and he was disgusted.

Never again next time!

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"Your Excellency, you're lying again." In the courtyard, an old man in a purple robe with a white beard twisted a black spot in his fingers, looked at the chessboard in front of him and smiled angrily.

The young man in the robe had an innocent face, and he looked completely unaware of what was happening, as if he was not the one who had just stolen a few chess pieces.

The purple-robed old man pointed to the place where he had just been stolen, "The old man remembered that the chess pieces in this area were not like this just now, right?" Don't do this kind of self-deception. ”

The young man in the robe picked up a white piece and pretended to urge: "Old immortal, what's the difference?" You should be dazzled, you are wrong. Hurry up, I'm done to eat hot pot, it's snowing heavily. ”

The purple-robed old man smiled, put the sunspots in one place, and rearranged the layout between the chess pieces in his heart.

As for what the robed young man just said, dazzling? Hehe.

Forget it, whatever you say is what you say.

Only a few hands later, when the purple-robed old man put the sunspot in an inconspicuous place, all the foreshadowing hidden beforehand surfaced, connected into a piece, interlocking, and forced the whiteness of the young man in the robe into a dead end.

The young man in the robe looked at the situation in front of him, and the white child in his hand had nowhere to play, and he was undecided. In the end, the young man in the robe had no choice but to grab another white piece and throw the two on the chessboard together, "After so many years, I still haven't been able to play the old fairy." ”

"Your Excellency is gracious. The way of respect is not between the square and the circle, but elsewhere, and there is no need to force too much for pastime. The purple-robed old man smiled.

"The old fairy doesn't need to comfort me, if you lose, you lose, and if you explain too much, you will fall." The young man in the robe stood up, "Let's go and eat hot pot, it's too cold." ”

The purple-robed old man also thought about standing up.

Cold? I think it's gluttonous.

However, the purple-robed old man did not pierce the young man in the robe, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten for a long time, and the honorable guest must be going." ”

The robed young man nodded, and then the two disappeared into the courtyard together.

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In the blacksmith shop, a tall man with five big and three thick feet was pursing his lips, holding a big hammer the thickness of an ordinary person's wrist, flying around as if it were nothing, and people couldn't tell that it was a hammer of hundreds of catties!

The blacksmith shop is located in the middle of the downtown area, and the people come and go very noisy, and from time to time customers come to inquire and take the things in the shop. But the man had no distractions, and still picked up the hammer by himself, only occasionally raised his head to perfunctory guests, and continued to bury his head in the iron.

The man threw the piece of iron in his hand into the cold water, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

It's scrap again.

The man turned around and entered the small room behind him, which was his usual resting room.

The rest room is not big, only a wooden bed and table, and there is no other extra furniture.

The man walked in, looking taller and taller, and the rest room became smaller and smaller.

The man looked at the six big flags hanging on the wall, which were black, white, blue, red, gray and gold, and the patterns on them seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which was not real.

The man still pursed his lips, looking at the six flags on the wall and was silent.

I was speechless in my heart.

He didn't know how long ago he got these six flags, and he hadn't made any progress since then, and now he was getting more and more tired, I don't know if it was ......

The man narrowed his eyes and looked up in every direction, as if he had seen a place through a wall, through millions of miles.

Old man, after all these years, why can't you hold it this time?

If I have a seventh handle......

The man suddenly choked up and cut off the thought.

How is that possible? If it were that simple, I wouldn't have been stuck here for so long.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the face of the man.

I haven't made any progress in these years, and I still want to wait for the rabbit and get it for nothing, but I really live more and more and go back.

But the little boy left, leaving behind such a small thorn, and I don't know what he thinks.

Thinking of that little prick, the man was stunned for a while.

Fortunately, it didn't involve me, otherwise I was afraid that I would have messed up my heart and even lose my flag.

The man looked at the six flags on the wall, sighed, and had another headache.