Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Great Merry (I)
Great Wind Flow (I)
The boss raised his eyebrows, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face, but it was quickly hidden. He slammed the hourglass in his hand down on the table, deliberately turned around, not looking at the words he had posted on the wall, and his voice suddenly became cold.
"It's useless to stall, let's go!
After he finished speaking, he sat down diagonally behind Qing Jiu, just enough to block Qing Jiu's gaze at the words.
Although Qing Jiu only read it once, the content was not much, and it was not complicated, it just expressed the meaning of the hermit's cynicism, but this pair of words made Qing Jiu find a clue.
He wasn't sure yet, but when the innkeeper sat down to block his view, he was sure.
Qing Jiu smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the boss, when his eyes looked into the boss's eyes.
He dodged, Qing Jiu could guarantee that at this time, the innkeeper's heart was like fifteen rabbits scratching. Qing Jiu saw the boss's expression, and immediately turned his head to look at the people surrounding him and Gu Tianhong.
Among these people, there was no shortage of Grandmasters, so to speak, of all the people present, Qing Jiu was the weakest.
With such a huge force, if you want to start a sect, you can immediately become a second-rate force.
Gu Tianhong frowned, he didn't have a clue at all, and now it seems that this matter can only look at this Qing Jiu.
The boss glanced at Qing Jiu, and saw Qing Jiu looking like he was holding a wisdom pearl, and he knew that if Qing Jiu was allowed to go on like this again, psychologically they would not be able to bargain for anything.
As soon as he slapped the table and stood up, he shouted angrily, "Then you say, don't pretend to be a ghost!"
Hearing this, Gu Tianhong also looked at Qing Jiu, and he also wanted to know what Qing Jiu had seen. He has been with Qing Jiu for the past three days, and what Qing Jiu saw, he also saw, but he didn't find anything.
"The power of the world, the money in the world, a hundred years of loess, who will collect it? And see the wind and the moon, accompanied by the singing of the green willows. Qing Jiu suddenly read a sentence posted by the boss three days ago, and as soon as this statement came out, many people's expressions suddenly darkened.
Although Qing Jiu felt strange, he didn't care too much, and continued: "If you don't have a transparent heart, you can't write it. Human
In the world, as the saying goes, 'the world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit' Since ancient times, I don't know how many heroes have fallen under power and profit, as well as beauties. The sword of the Son of Heaven in the palm of his hand is not as good as shaking in his chest, and the mountain and river knife in his sleeve is difficult to resist the beauty laughing. ”
"The content is finished, and then I will talk about this word, I didn't look at it carefully before, but now I look at it again, although the word is not good, it's just average. As soon as these words came out, many people puffed out their eyes, as if Qing Jiu said this, it was a big rebellion, and he couldn't wait to kill him on the spot at this time.
Qing Jiu knew that because of Qi Fengjia and Cen Xuebai, the two seniors of Dao Er and Jian Shi must have ordered these people, as long as they found the answer, no matter what they said, these people would not do anything.
The content is transparent, but the words seem a little thick, like mountains. If you feel it carefully, it can give people the shock of slashing the mountains. This pair of words, the knife is majestic, and it should be written by the second predecessor of the knife. ”
Qing Jiu uncovered the mystery.
Suddenly, I found that everyone was short of breath.
He couldn't care so much, so he put down the reaction of these people for the time being, and then pointed to another word.
"I am a jade in the mountains, I prefer to be a stubborn stone by the stream; I am a tall tree in the forest, I envy the flames in the furnace; I have a whirlwind cloud, I like to see flowers in the idle garden; I have the power to make up for the vastness, so I love the bamboo forest and listen to the rain." ”
Qing Jiu read it again, looking at the words with a full glow.
"I don't need to say more about the content, it reflects two words: tsundere. This sentence angered many people, if someone hadn't restrained them, I am afraid that Qing Jiu would have died violently on the spot.
"Of course, there is also the meaning of chic and graceful and the sages said, 'How can my generation be a Penghao person'. But if I have the power to make up for the vastness of the clouds, I will definitely not live in this place! The seclusion of the prosperous era is the demeanor of a superior person, and I can see through the world; and now the troubled times will be revealed, the demon clan is ready to move, and some scholars want to take this opportunity to disturb the world, and the demon clan's natural enemy's demon sword body is about to be beheaded, at such a time, if you are still in seclusion, you are not a real hermit. ”
Qing Jiu paused, thought about it and continued to make up a sentence.
"I can't afford to be a big deal. ”
"The shaft is rude!" the boss couldn't hold back any longer, shouted, waved at the crowd, and stepped back.
Suddenly, all kinds of coercion surged towards the two of them, Gu Tianhong's cultivation was better than Qing Jiu's, but Qing Jiu was already bleeding from the corners of his mouth. Not only for this reason, but I think it was his words just now that angered them, so he also focused on Qing Jiu.
"Alright, if you can't stand this little talk, then you will stay here in vain. ”
As soon as the old voice appeared, all the coercion disappeared.
I saw that the old man who Qing Jiu broke into the house to buy paper just now came over, Qing Jiu smiled bitterly, just now he thought that it was because this group of people saw the white flag of surrender so he didn't do it, it turned out to be because of the white paper.
"I've seen my seniors, and I was rude just now, so please forgive me. ”
The old man's eyes were not cloudy at this time, but a little bright, his hair was still scattered, and his body was straightened.
But there was a strange smile on his face, and the little guy in front of him was a little funny.
What he said was "rudeness" rather than "offense", and the faux pastime was the recklessness when he went to buy paper just now, and he didn't say offense, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said just now.
"How can you, the Holy Son of the Holy Mountain, come here to talk about the righteousness of the world?"
Hearing the words "Holy Mountain Holy Son", many people looked at Qing Jiu with more hatred in their eyes.
"Who said that the Demon Dao has no great righteousness?" Qing Jiu knew that he could not hide it in front of such a master, so he took out the bowl from his arms, the holy relic of the Holy Mountain.
"Back then, when I rebelled against the demon clan, there was a bloody battle in the demon road, only those who turned into blood mist, and none of them took refuge in the demon clan. The old man glanced at the bowl and said lightly, "It turns out that it has recognized the Lord again." ”
Then he raised his eyes and glanced at Qing Jiu, and said lightly: "You have something to do with that demon sword body?"
"Enemies. ”
"Enemy?" the old man frowned, but his face did not hide his interest in the matter.
................................................................................................... There will be a change tomorrow, and it should be limited and free