Chapter 43: The sky is so high

"Alas!"

He looked at the big man in front of him and sighed softly.

To eat in this place, even if you only order a white-flour steamed bun, it will cost you ten taels of silver.

The big man asked for a bowl of broth and a bottle of old wine, and he had to give a hundred taels of silver to say the least, but he only paid seventeen cents.

This...... This is clearly eating a bully meal!

But looking at him, he doesn't seem to be able to provoke him.

What if when you ask him for money, the other party is angry and cuts himself off?

He looked up at the people at the other table, and his face was a little ugly.

The shopkeeper sat down with his friends to eat and drink today, and he has seen this scene in his eyes, how is this good?

Gritting his teeth, the shopkeeper made a decision in his heart.

He walked slowly out of the counter, his steps very light, and he didn't seem to want to attract attention.

I saw him walk up to a middle-aged man, slowly lowered his head, and asked quietly: "Shopkeeper, this guy only gave seventeen yuan, should I ask for it!"

The other side.

The broth was steaming, and the big man was holding this jar of broth, and suddenly felt a hot stream coming from the surface.

At the same time, the eyes seemed to be shrouded in a white mist, and it was a little difficult to distinguish the things around them.

He took a deep breath, and the aroma of the broth instantly captivated his nose. Looking at the jar of broth in front of him, this man's fierce eyes gradually became gentle.

The big man held the jar with both hands and rubbed it gently, as if he was warming himself.

"Huh?"

As if he had discovered something, he subconsciously turned his head.

At the end of the gaze, there was the stunned shopkeeper and the silent hotel shopkeeper.

The two of them looked at the gaze cast by the big man and couldn't help but be afraid.

"Forget it!" the shopkeeper sighed heavily: "You go and go about your own business first......"

"Good...... Good ......" The shopkeeper, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and replied hesitantly.

Seeing this, the big man shook his head.

Keep your eyes on the broth in your hand.

The thin scholar sitting with the shopkeeper glanced at the big man with a complicated expression, then dipped his hand in the wine stains on the table and wrote two words on the table.

The shopkeeper nodded, then fell silent again.

Side.

The big man held the jar, his thick five fingers clasped tightly around the edge of the altar, and then poured soup into his mouth.

"Goo-dong!

He moved his throat, and the broth flowed down the drain, filling his mouth full. Then the muscles in his face trembled slightly, and he quickly drank the broth from his mouth.

Maybe it was because he had just finished drinking the hot soup, and the big man's weather-beaten face was a little more dizzy.

He let out a hot breath and looked at the bottle in his hand, a smile slowly forming on his face.

The big man grabbed the wine bottle, then tore off a piece of fabric from his clothes and wrapped it in the left and right three layers, and finally put the wrapped wine bottle in his arms, got up and walked outside the house.

"It's so warm......"

"Enjoyable...... Haha......"

The candle flame on the table illuminated his figure unusually tall as he walked, and the shadow fell to the ground and covered almost the entire tavern.

In other words, his shadow alone made the tavern dark by three points.

But this rough-looking, outrageous man must have been a good drinker.

Perhaps, a man like him should have been a good drinker.

Or perhaps, a man like him is destined to be accompanied by wine.

Whether it is illustrious or downfalling, almost all men are happy to be friends with wine for life. As for those pretentious and elegant literati, they are eager to soak themselves in the wine vat all day.

Dahan walked out of the tavern and looked at the wind and sand in the distance in distraction.

The sky was gray and the grass was lonely and miserable.

Lonely graves, one by one......

This trip...... The mountain......

That's where you belong......

He shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Turn around and ride a camel.

In less time, he was the only one left in the vast wasteland, the sun had already set, the twilight was heavy, and the cold wind was clear.

The air was filled with a chill that penetrated his heart and he let out a long sigh.

Bai Yujing.

The Imperial Study.

Today, His Majesty holds a red pen and writes four words on the blank silk cloth.

"Tell Your Majesty that the corpse of the No. 1 Divine Spear in the rivers and lakes has been found at the foot of Wuyao Mountain, but the strange thing is that others have not found a single wound on him!"

"It's the same as the first swordsman who died three days ago...... a guard with a knife knelt on the ground and said slowly: "Now like the first sword today, the knife maniac has also gone to Wuyao Mountain, I'm afraid that I will be able to reach the ...... in less than three days."

Hearing this, there was a glimmer of light in the emperor's eyes.

"The number one swordsman in the world is dead...... The world's first sharpshooter is dead...... The first punch in the world is also dead......" The emperor bowed his head and asked, "Do you say that the first sword in the world can go down the mountain alive?"

"My subordinates don't know!" the guard replied, lowering his head.

When he came in through the door, he happened to see the four words on the table, and he understood what he was thinking.

But he can't tell the truth! The emperor doesn't like to hear such truths! The emperor doesn't like it, so he can't tell it!

But...... He can't even say that the knife maniac will win!

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the number one swordsman in the world is stronger than the sword mania...... Even a character like him has been planted, and the knife maniac will definitely die!

If he said that the knife maniac could win, wouldn't he prove that he saw the words on the table, wouldn't he prove that he had guessed his thoughts.

Throughout the dynasties, emperors did not allow their subordinates to know too much.

Once you know too much...... But it's going to die!

It's not too simple for the dignified Ninety-Five to die by himself......

Just press a crime, such as bullying the king...... It is also like being disloyal to a minister......

So he can only pretend to be confused, he can only pretend not to know.

Calm down.

Clever.

Decisive.

This guard is unusual.

Maybe the people who can survive in the palace are not simple, if they don't have some skills, how can they stay in this place full of calculations?

Innocent and kind people are in this place, I am afraid that they will be eaten, and there are no bones left!

"Your Majesty!"

"Prime Minister Zhang Cheng summoned many talented women with good faces to enter Beijing, and they are now waiting outside the palace, so they don't need to ......," the guard said softly.

There are not a few folk women who fantasize about marrying into the royal family, but if they really come to this palace, how many days will they have to be truly happy?

What's the point of a life full of intrigue and precariousness......

They live in dreams after all......

These folk women know ...... Some palace ladies have stayed in the palace for half their lives and have never seen the emperor.

When people are old, they are driven home again, and the years are wasted......

Pathetic!

Poor too!

Scold...... Woman!

"Send them home...... I don't have time to deal with these things right now......"

"Go down!" the Emperor waved his hand.

"No!" replied the guard.

"Kill someone with a knife?" After the guards left, the emperor's expression changed, and there was a feeling of hysteria.

He reached out and tore the cloth on the wooden table, and roared, "I meant to borrow their sword to get rid of you...... Why are you still not dead?"

"No. 1 in the world...... Are you really the best in the world?"

"Bell!

With red eyes, he threw one thing after another on the ground.

"I am the king of the world...... Why can't I cure you?"

"I want you dead...... I want you dead...... I want you to die......"

"You...... Why aren't you dead......"

......

At the foot of the mountain.

A big man drank with his head up, and he drank so boldly that he missed a lot of drinks.

The sparkling liquor ran down the bottle, sprinkled on his stubble, sprinkled on his neck.

"You're chic, and you can drink a good pot of wine before you die!"

A long howl sounded in the distance, and a middle-aged man with a handsome face stepped into the wind.

The big man glanced at the other party, his expression was a little complicated, and he said in a low voice: "The number one god leg in the world, are you also here to send him to death?"

Dahan gave people a feeling of emptiness, his eyebrows were full of rebelliousness, and his flying eyebrows were raised high, as if he was very disdainful of the person in front of him.

"I am not as good as a sword madman, and I am not as good as a spearman, and you are far inferior to a spearman, so why be so ......"

"They...... They all died on this mountain...... I'm afraid I won't survive, it's enough to kill a few of us, you don't have to come to send you to death......"

"Can you not fight?" The middle-aged man's angular chin was slightly tilted, and the tone of this gentle and calm man was very gloomy.

"I'm hoping to win a sword maniac once in my life, although I don't admit it, but I admire him tightly in my heart, I always think that he is the real number one master in the world...... But he was killed......"

"I've been ranked second all my life, so I changed my name to Dao Er to encourage myself, and now there is a person on this mountain who is stronger than me, so shouldn't I change my name to Dao San?"

"I'm not going to change my name...... So...... I have to go up the hill ......."

"Then I'll go with you too...... I also want to see what kind of man can kill them!" said the middle-aged man, patting the big man on the shoulder.

"You?" the big man couldn't help frowning: "You don't have to go up the mountain to seek death......"

"I have to go!"

"Do you have to go?" The big man's face had changed, and he didn't want him to accompany him up the mountain.

But when the man in front of him said such a thing, he had already expressed his intentions, and he would eventually go up the mountain no matter what!

"Yes!

"Good!"

The middle-aged man didn't seem surprised at all that the big man easily changed his hexagram.

knew that he would die, but he still chose to do so.

Dahan looked at the middle-aged man with appreciation, not seeking to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day and month of the same year, which is a very wonderful feeling.

Both of them seemed calm and quiet at the moment.

Who knows what kind of emotions they hide behind their calm looks?

The middle-aged man knew that he was nervous, but he didn't show it at all. Even though he has been accustomed to life and death in the past 20 years, he still can't help but get nervous at this moment.

Dahan looked at the middle-aged man's handsome eyebrows and felt more and more pleasing to the eye, and took him into his arms.

The middle-aged man only let the other party hug him for a moment, maybe at the moment when he was surprised, and then he slowly broke away from the big man's embrace.

The middle-aged man's eyes twitched slightly, and he immediately walked towards the top of the mountain, leaving only a back that was fading away in the moonlight.

"Wait for me......" shouted the big man, "that man is very strong, unfathomable......"

"His martial arts are very high, ...... higher than all of us"

"How tall?" the middle-aged man asked coldly, turning his head.

"The sky is so high...... the big man replied bitterly.

"How do you know?"

"I've seen the corpse of a sword maniac...... But I don't see anything out of the ordinary......"

"If he hadn't used other means, he would have been much better than us in terms of martial arts alone......! It can even be said that ...... He is an impassable mountain...... Reached a level that we can't understand!"

"It's about the same as that day three hundred years ago......"

"It's so high...... How could there be such a person...... Unbelievable!"

"Is it another martial arts wizard that is rare in a thousand years? Just like the heavens of the year...... That old man like a desolate?"

"It should be ......"