Volume 3 Immortal Evil Skill Chapter 152 Toast with the Soul

The moon and stars are scarce, everyone's clothes are a little shabby, and a few long rainbows are pierced under the starry sky, and they drive by, will the mortal laymen in the world think that this is auspicious and make a wish?

When I arrived at Hanzhong City, there was no light, and the huge city was as silent as death.

Also, no one dares to go to the street during the day, and no one dares to go to the street at night, but Li Yiregret knows that this situation will not change in a long time, the Wei brothers are dead, and Hanzhong City is about to dawn.

Xiao Yao was at the end, leading something wrapped in rags in his hand.

It was Wei Changsheng's ashes.

When everyone left, they briefly discussed how to dispose of his corpse, but Qin Shu originally advocated ignoring it and letting his corpse go wild and be eroded by wild beasts, which was deserved.

And Li Jingwei's idea is that although he has done bad things, he has indeed been on the battlefield and shed blood for the people behind him, and he still remembers the merits vividly, but he has never been able to figure out why a person who was once so righteous would stretch out his butcher's knife and minions to the people he once protected?

Li Yiregret couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out for more than ten years.

Later, after everyone's discussion, there was a way to do both, that is, to turn Wei Changsheng into ashes and bury him outside the city.

His body was burned because he deserved it, and bringing him back for burial was an affirmation of his previous achievements.

The crowd did not deny it.

When they arrived at the restaurant, the moon was already in the sky, and although Qin Shu and the others were monks, they were still physically and mentally exhausted, and this feeling was not just for mortals.

"Knock knock. ”

Qin Shu knocked on the door outside, but there was no response in the store.

Li Yiregret had no choice but to shout, "It's us who are in charge, we're back again, and I'll borrow you for a night at the inn." ”

In the middle of the night, the shouts seemed to echo.

After a while, the door of the restaurant made a rustling sound, and the glimmer of the torch came through the crack in the door, and then half of the side face of the fat shopkeeper was reflected.

"Eh, ladies and gentlemen, are you back again?" the fat shopkeeper said with a little joy, and hurriedly moved the door open and let everyone in.

"Hey, you didn't tell me in advance, I'm going down here to get you some supper pads. The fat shopkeeper lit the rest of the lights in the lobby, not to mention that they were as bright as day, but they could finally see each other's faces clearly.

"Eh, shopkeeper, what's wrong with your face?" Xiao Yao said suddenly, and when everyone heard this, they saw that the fat shopkeeper's eyes were dark and blue, and there were a few more scars on his face.

"What's wrong? You didn't have it when we left. Hao Han also asked.

Li Yi regretted hearing this, and made a slight estimate in his heart, judging from the support of Chen An and the others, it was almost the same as setting off at noon, just to save everyone at a critical moment, and the fat shopkeeper's injury should have been caused around the afternoon.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, I fell by myself, I fell by myself. The fat shopkeeper said with a smile.

"You fell by yourself?" Xiao Yao was a little incredulous, "Where can you fall by yourself and make a few fist marks?"

The fat shopkeeper was speechless for a while, and some of them couldn't speak, so they had to laugh innocently.

"Tell me what's going on. Li Jingwei sat down and said.

The fat shopkeeper saw that everyone was looking at him, as if he would not leave him without saying anything, so he had to sigh and tell the truth a little helplessly......

It turned out that Yushan and the others were just after lunch when they left, Chen An suddenly said that Binghuo might ambush Shushan and his party in the middle of the road, some but everyone was safe, and Hao Han also had a good impression of Xiao Yao, the two wanted to go to the rescue, and He Ping naturally followed, but the three of them just left on the front foot, and several sergeants from the general's mansion came on the back foot, and when they heard that Chen An and his party were gone, he beat the shopkeeper without saying a word, and said when he left, who dared to entertain the people who offended General Shen.

The fat shopkeeper is bitter and can't say it, thinking that these masters are not brought here by you, and now that I have made trouble in your general's mansion, you don't dare to provoke them, what kind of anger do you have with my little shopkeeper of a broken restaurant.

But the general's mansion is the soil emperor of Hanzhong City, what else can the fat shopkeeper do except complain a few words in his heart? Alas, he sighed for a while, and went to work as usual, but the proprietress saw it, and was distressed for a while, and the gentle and virtuous manners on weekdays were all left behind, and the eighteen generations of the ancestors of those sergeants were turned out and scolded by a shrew scolding the street, but it was limited to that.

In the end, it was the fat shopkeeper who gave him safety, saying that those sergeants were just a few examples, and the real sergeants were sparing no effort to protect them, ordinary people, and now they can avoid the war, isn't it their credit?

The proprietress also said yes when she heard it, and she seemed to feel a little more guilty in her heart.

When the fat shopkeeper talked about it, he couldn't help but laugh a little, and the changeable mood of his own son also made him a little crying and laughing.

Probably indecision is a woman's nature. He put it this way.

When Yun'er heard this, she looked down at herself a little inadvertently.

After everyone listened, they didn't know what to say for a while.

Monks are not allowed to meddle in mortal affairs, this is the iron law of all major sects, not to mention...... Now that the monks of the two sects are together, they can't leave right and wrong with each other, otherwise they will return to their respective sects, and they don't know what they can ferment into.

"Take this pill, get better faster. Xiao Yao threw a pill to the fat shopkeeper.

However, the fat shopkeeper looked happy to fall from the sky, thanked him again and again, and held the pill in his hand as if he was holding an elixir.

How many times can we mortals see this elixir of immortal cultivators in our lives, let alone have one ourselves. The more the fat shopkeeper looked at the pill, the happier he became, and thought to himself.

Xiao Yao saw the shopkeeper's appearance as if he had won a treasure, but he refused to swallow it for a long time, and finally even carefully hid it in his sleeve pocket, feeling funny and sad for a while.

The gap between mortals and monks is like a moat.

In the end, the fat shopkeeper naturally gave everyone a warm welcome, and waited until everyone was settled into the room, so he rushed back to the room to sleep for a while before dawn, after all, he had to get up early the next day to work.

Everyone stopped, but Xiao Yao sneaked out and flew to the head of Hanzhong City, where he took out Wei Changsheng's ashes.

"Bury you in the grave, first, I have wronged you too much, and secondly, I am troublesome, the world is so big, you can go by yourself. As he spoke, he lifted the package, and Wei Changsheng's ashes drifted away.

There is no dream under the moon, and I can't sleep.

Xiao Yao thought so, raising Wei Changsheng's ashes was just a whim, and if he did, he would raise it.

But he still felt that something was missing, tilted his head and thought for a while, then took out the gourd and sprinkled it in the direction where the ashes were drifting.

I toast you with a sip of wine.

Xiao Yao said.

You're a hero.