Chapter 8: What Do You Think, Sir?

Looking at Wang Changsheng, who was standing still in place, without the slightest intention of approaching, the scholar's body paused slightly, and then he suddenly said: "There is wine without company, it is very boring, but it is a small student who is sluggish." ”

The scholar waved his sleeves again, and in an instant, the clouds and mist flowed, and the entire small courtyard was filled with a faint smoke.

In a moment, the circulating white mist became soothed, and two figures slowly emerged in it.

But it was Zhang Caili, the daughter of the county commander who should have been in a coma, and Li Laodao.

At this moment, both of them opened their eyes, as if they were forcibly awakened by the scholar in some special way.

Their eyes were first confused as if they were waking up from a dream, and then, when they saw the scholar leaning against the crooked neck of the old tree, they became horrified.

Especially Li Laodao, when the corner of his eye swept to Wang Changsheng, who was standing not far away, his emotions became extremely excited, and he wanted to say something, but in the end, his body kept trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

He can't control his body.

An anxious tear fell from the corner of his eye, ran down his old cheek, fell to the ground, and exploded into countless splashes.

"Please, sir."

The scholar's laughing voice sounded, and in a trance, it seemed that he had returned to the illusion again.

Everything, as if it has never changed.

After going around and around, I finally got back to square one.

Wang Changsheng was silent.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the peachwood sword in his hand.

The edge of the blade reflected in the moonlight shone with a blur of light and shadow.

Stepping out of his legs, step by step in front of the delicacies and wine set out by the scholar, Wang Changsheng sat on the ground, the peach wood sword was across his knees, and his right hand was still holding the hilt of the sword, never letting go.

Looking at the scholar who was only one meter away, his voice was calm: "With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to kill me." ”

"Say your purpose, the game of cat and mouse, if you play too much, it will be meaningless."

Now, Wang Changsheng has also seen it.

The pig demon did die in his hands, there is no doubt about this, the panel will not deceive, so the scholar who appeared in front of him now is undoubtedly a brand-new, extremely terrifying monster.

Or, its existence is the culprit behind causing Zhang Caili to fall into a coma, and the pig demon is just a "slave" guarded.

Waving his hand, the clouds rose, and his eyes were gloomy.

Such a powerful youkai is definitely not something that can be fought against by oneself, who is still a "mortal".

Wang Changsheng's only reliance is one blow "Imperial Sword Technique".

But he wasn't sure if he could kill the big demon in front of him.

It's not that the swordplay is not strong, it's just that as a user, he is too weak and too weak.

The scholar's narrow eyes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on the peach wood sword on Wang Changsheng's lap, and he exclaimed: "Mr. swordsmanship's subtlety, Xiaosheng admires, but although the Dao Fruit is good, there are also taboos, Mr. is a weak mortal body, it is already incredible to be able to drive the Dao Fruit, and if you use it rashly, you may be counterattacked." ”

"Besides, Mr. doesn't have to be nervous, Xiaosheng is here, and there is no malice."

"I'm just looking for a listener."

"Listener?" Wang Changsheng frowned, the scholar's words not only did not make him relax in the slightest, but became more and more vigilant.

The other party actually knew that he was pregnant with Dao Fruit? Was it exposed when dealing with the pig demon?

"Sir is a little too guarded." The scholar shook his head, not thinking about this anymore, under its control, Li Laodao and Zhang Caili poured wine and vegetables smoothly, if it weren't for the anxious eyes of the two of them, which were completely different from their movements, they would even make people mistakenly think that the two of them were voluntary.

For the wine and food in front of him, Wang Changsheng was not even interested in taking a look, his eyes fell on the scholar's body, and the swordsmanship was ready to be activated at any time.

From the scholar's words, Wang Changsheng judged that he had misjudged his own situation, thinking that it was impossible for him to cut out a second sword after using the sword technique to kill the pig demon.

In fact, if it weren't for the power of the panel that brought him back to his peak after leveling up, he wouldn't have been able to slash a second sword, and even standing up was a luxury.

Wang Changsheng didn't know if the swordsmanship he had slashed out to become stronger could kill the scholar, but this was his only hole card.

Under the misty moonlight, the scholar raised his head and drank the wine in his hand.

Then, a soft voice sounded from its mouth.

"There was a young man in Yangxian County, who made a living by selling geese, had a green plum, was twenty-eight years old, slim and elegant, and had a graceful temperament."

The two have been together since childhood, and they are in love. On the day of the Lantern Festival, the girl poured out her heart, and the moon was red, which was more brilliant than the lights in the sky. ”

"However, the young man knew that his family was surrounded by four walls, and he could not repay the love of the beauty, so he set a three-year period, and after three years, he will come to the door with the scenery and eight sedan chairs to marry the girl."

"In order to realize his vision, the boy decided to go out to business, and on the occasion of parting, he gave the girl's family a jade pendant."

"Its quality is slightly flawed, and the word 'goose' is engraved on it."

The girl accepted the jade pendant and said that no matter how long it was, she would wait for the boy to return.

"Since then, the boy has often haunted places where ordinary traders dare not pass."

"Seeing that the savings are increasing, but there are unforeseen circumstances, when the mountains and rivers are turbulent, the enemy invades, and the young man is captured by the government and forcibly conscripted for military service."

"The military is harsh, and this tossing and turning is a three-year situation."

"The enemy is defeated and retreated, the mountains and rivers are restored, and the young man who is concerned about the three-year period is immediately asked to return, and he is allowed to return to Yangyang County as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, the scholar's voice became profound:

"But when the boy returned to his hometown, he was shocked to find that everything in the past had already been destroyed in the chaos."

"Standing in front of the girl's house in the past, and now in front of the ruins, the young man wept bitterly."

"When an old man heard the voice, he handed a broken pendant to the young man, and said: The girl asks me to return this thing to you, and tell you not to miss it."

"Under the leadership of Lao Suo, the young man came to a lonely tomb on the outskirts of the city."

"This is the place where the girl's body is buried."

"Lao Suo said that after two years of leaving his hometown, an enemy bandit disguised as an enemy broke into the county of county, wantonly plundered, and targeted the girl, wanting to take her away by force."

"The girl is fierce, unwilling to commit to the thief, hairpin stabbing the heart, and will die with her will."

"The thieves were angry, and they burned and looted in Yuyang County."

"After this incident, the county suffered heavy casualties, but the villagers were ignorant, thinking that it was the collision of the girl, which caused a catastrophe, and stained it as a debauchery, water-based poplar generation, and its parents were humiliated and committed suicide, and the villagers were still not satisfied, so they destroyed the girl's tomb."

"Lao Suo can't bear it, so he reshapes the tombstone for the girl, but I am afraid that it will be broken again, and there will be no inscription."

Hearing all this, the young man stood in front of the nameless tombstone, bowed his head and wept, leaving only half of the jade pendant of the word "I", wet with blood and tears. ”

"The 'goose' of the past, Zhuyu turned into a flying 'bird' and left, leaving only an empty 'me'."

"What do you think, sir?"