Regarding how long he can live, Li Si made a simple estimate on this question.

Now his martial arts have been cultivated to the extreme, which may be a little worse than the old monk at the beginning, but the difference is only the accumulation of time. But anyone whose martial arts have reached this point can live to about 300 to 400 years, he is over 40 years old this year, except for the 100 years that were returned to the old monk, he still has about 200 years to live.

Two hundred years······

In the somewhat empty backyard, Li Si sat alone under the eaves, looking at the sunset with no birds at all, until the sunset faded.

How can we spend such a long time?

Li Si sat for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly and shook his head. His heart is really old, even if he still wants to try his best to maintain the mentality of a teenager who can still love and hate, but it is undeniable that what is beating in his chest now should be a heart like rotten wood. It's hard to have too many waves, and it's hard to have any joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

When we can treat everything coldly, and there is no great compassion or great joy, people may really no longer be like people when they live.

But what can I do about this, Li Si is always alive, he always wants to try the old monk who said he has a clear conscience, and he always hopes to live a liberation, instead of dying with guilt and regret. That's why he adopted those children, and he wanted to try to find an outcome for himself that would be relieved.

However, how can it be regarded as a kind of relief, perhaps when a person has nothing to owe in this world, he can be relieved. Or perhaps, when a person tries his best to live once, he can be relieved.

I don't know if Li Si has tried his best to live, but for a person like him, he is still alive now, and it is probably already a kind of exhaustion.

He couldn't let go of his wife in the previous life, he killed the teacher in this life with his own hands, he didn't care, but he was still alive.

Sometimes even he doesn't know why he is still alive, perhaps because he promised his wife that if he can live again, he will take her to see all the mountains and rivers.

Or maybe it's because the old monk is still asking for a way to live for him before he dies.

But Li Si is really tired, he is really tired······

Under the slanting sun, Li Si slowly leaned against the railing beside him, half loud, but he couldn't sigh when he spoke, only the iron sword in his arms was cold.

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Today is the fifth day of Zhang Shan'er's stay in Wenlai Villa, and it can be said that he never thought that he would be able to live such a life. When you sleep, you can have a warm bed, and when you wake up, you can have a cooked meal. In the morning, I read and wrote with a group of children, and in the afternoon, I practiced martial arts under the guidance of Mr. In the evening, everyone sat together in the shade and chatted, laughing and playing.

For the first time, he felt so satisfied with his life that he didn't even want more. As long as it goes on like this, there is no need to change anything, everything is enough.

Everything was just right, his brothers and sisters were very kind to him, and it was only after he lived here that he learned that the children here were all abandoned beggars brought back by his husband from all over the country. This allowed him to let go of his last worries and completely integrate into Zhuangzi's life.

It is understandable that Mr. is also very good to him, and all the children, including him, think that Mr. is the best person in the world. Although sometimes his temperament is a little out of tune, Mr. Nai He is good-looking, and knows a lot, has high martial arts, and has a good heart. What is it that such a person is not the best person in the world?

When she is free, Zhang Shan'er's favorite thing to do is to sit silently next to her husband, or read or practice calligraphy.

Because his surroundings are always quiet, and there is a faint smell of herbs, which makes people smell and calm their minds, he is always able to calm down and do these things. He was so accustomed to a life of exile that this silent stability was the rarest thing for him.

For this reason, he was rolled his eyes by his second brother Lian Qing, because Lian Qing's favorite thing to do is to lie down next to his husband and doze off. Because of him, Lian Qing has always been called up by his husband to study together recently.

Lian Qing is the highest martial arts among several children, and even Mr. said that he is a good martial arts seedling, but his temperament is very lazy, and if he can do things for eight points, he must not do ten points. Because of this, he has been blamed by Mr. a lot on weekdays. But yes, sir, he never said anything back.

As for the best reading, it is his third sister Huiwen, because she didn't have a name when she came, so Mr. gave her one. This made Zhang Shan very envious, because in his opinion, this name was really much better than his name.

Huiwen doesn't like to talk, except for the questions asked by her husband, she usually only uses one or two words to answer other people's words. But her heart is actually very good, and she takes the most care of her younger siblings on weekdays, and occasionally her husband sends some snacks, and she will stay for her younger siblings to eat.

Life in the villa was always peaceful, until this day, when the gentleman suddenly called the five older children, including Zhang Shan, and handed them stacks of paper with some words printed on them, and asked them to distribute them in the city of Chang'an in the east.

"Accept trivial matters?" The eldest sister Li Qing took a piece of paper and looked at it in her hand, and looked at her husband suspiciously, she should have a little bit of an idea of his plan. As I said before, she doesn't have a surname, so after she arrived at the villa, she has always used Li Si's surname.

"yes. Li Si smiled bitterly and rubbed his brow.

"It's time for our villa to use money, so we can't steal it, right?"

Although he used to do it.

To say that the location of Wenlai Mountain Villa is actually very good, there is a small city below the mountain, which can be used to buy some daily necessities. And to the east, it will not be far away to Chang'an City, which is full of dignitaries, but anyone who can do some business there can basically make a few bucks.

So Li Si also thought of such a method, since he didn't have any skills, then help others do things. As long as he does not have a clear conscience, helps others deal with some trivial matters, and collects some silver, he can also have a stable income.

"Sir, in fact, if the villa wants money, we can go to the show, now we also have some martial arts, there is no need for you to show up. ”

Lao Sizhuang said like this, his figure is tall and his temperament is relatively honest, which can be said to be very consistent with his appearance.

"I'm not at the point where I'm going to let you make money. Li Si stretched out his hand with a dark face and flicked Zhuang Cheng's forehead, and then patted the yellow paper in front of several people and said.

"Okay, take these to Chang'an City and send them out, and by the way, send some in the small town below the mountain, this is your business today. Also, keep the money for the road, and remember to come back before nightfall. ”

The road to Chang'an City is not far, these big children have some internal strength, and even Zhang Shan, who has just arrived, has been nourished by Li Si with internal temperature, and his physique is much better than that of ordinary people. In addition, their temperaments are very stable, so Li Si is not worried about any danger on their way, as long as they don't play in the city and forget the time.

Although in fact, Li Si could have gone by himself, but he still had some acquaintances in Chang'an City, so it was really inconvenient for him to distribute leaflets by himself, and of course, it was also embarrassing. So after thinking about it, he had a plan to let these children go, as if they were going through some different kind of affairs, after all, they couldn't stay in the villa for the rest of their lives.

Before they could say anything more, the children were persuaded away by Li Si with a wry smile and a wave of his hand.

On that day, Chang'an City was full of yellow paper distributed everywhere, with the words "Wenlai Villa, Accept Miscellaneous Matters".