In the night, the 'Jiuyuan Blacksmith Shop' was brightly lit, and a one-armed old man stood at the door, staring at the sky, and motionless as the cold wind of the night blew.

On the street, the hotel is almost full, the sound of fisting laughter and scolding comes from the house from time to time, the storyteller next door is also extraordinarily crowded today, although the night is late and the sky is cool, there are still many guests drinking tea and listening to the book, the storyteller is talking about a paragraph of 'Wang Situ plans to kill Dong Zhuo's book, the storyteller Dong Zhuosheng looks like a traitor, kills people and arson, steals and robs, sells officials, is greedy and lustful, and does all kinds of evil, Wang Situ is righteous and awe-inspiring, confident in the image of a loyal minister and a wise man, when it comes to Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo against each other, everyone applauds. This is a very wonderful book in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", at this time it is also appropriate, although everyone has listened to it more than once, but it is more comfortable than other days, and I can't help but shout at the moment, and the money for this reward is also a little more.

"Dad, it's not too early, it's time to close. A voice sounded, and out of the blacksmith shop came a sturdy young man, but it was Chang Xuechen, the son of Chang Laojiu.

"Hmm. Chang Laojiu answered, but he didn't speak or move.

Chang Xuechen was about to say more, and at a glance, he suddenly saw a figure on the street walking towards the blacksmith shop, Chang Xuechen was stunned for a moment, but it didn't look like someone was going to buy something, he immediately took two steps forward to greet him, and asked, "Does the guest officer want to buy weapons or ......?" He deliberately dragged out his tone, waiting for the answer of the visitor.

The visitor looked up and down a few times, and Chang Xuechen asked, "Are you Xuechen or Xuebin?"

Chang Xuechen was stunned again, and replied: "I'm Chang Xuechen, do you recognize me?"

The visitor ignored him, and Chang Laojiu said in a deep voice: "Xuechen, you go back first." ”

"Yes. Chang Xuechen didn't dare to disobey and go on his own.

"You've changed, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I didn't expect you to grow old like this. Someone said after Chang Xuechen left.

"You've also changed, you're no longer as arrogant and confident as you used to be. "Chang Lao Jiudao.

"~~Hah. The person who came laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "I think I have no years old, but I can't think of being tricked, how can you tell me to be confident?" It turned out that this person was no year.

Chang Lao Jiu said: "You also guessed?"

Wu Sui said: "I'd rather not guess." Originally, I could still deceive myself that Yunlu's death was impulsive for revenge, and what the God of Wealth did was just to fulfill his promise, but now he can't be cheated, and the truth is so chilling. ”

Chang Lao Jiu said: "The one who really feels cold should be the God of Wealth, we are just dispensable small characters." ”

Wusui was silent, but his expression dimmed, Chang Laojiu was shocked when he saw this, and asked tentatively: "Nangong and Wuqi ...... them?"

Wu Sui nodded slowly and said, "It's dead, only you and I are the only ones left who came out of Heavenly City." ”

Chang Laojiu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sadly: "Okay, die well, you should have died a long time ago." ”

Wu Sui didn't mind at all, and laughed a few times, and the laughter was full of desolation.

"Come, have two drinks with me. Hearing that Nangong and Wuqi were dead, Chang Laojiu was in great interest, turned back to the house, and followed Wusui into the house, Chang Laojiu walked through the shop to the backyard and took out a dirty wine jug from the pile of weapons placed indiscriminately, and took out two cups full of stains, poured a full cup and handed it to Wusui, and poured a full cup and held it in his own hand.

"A glass of turbid wine toasts the sky, the sky has eyes, bless me with the heavenly city for thousands of years. Chang Lao Jiu groaned, poured the wine to the sky, and said that although he prayed to the heavens, there was no hint of prayer in his words.

"Two cups of turbid wine toast the earth, the earth has roots, help me Tiancheng Yao Zichen. Wu Sui followed and spilled the wine on the ground, he was the same as Chang Lao Jiu, and there was no trace of supplication in his words.

Chang Lao Jiu filled it again for the two of them, raised his wine glass and continued to chant: "Three cups of turbid wine to honor the Martial Ancestor, the Martial Ancestor has a spirit, and protects my Heavenly City for eternal peace." After groaning, Chang Laojiu spilled the wine in the cup on the ground again, and then there was no ....... The two of you poured a glass of wine on the ground, and after pouring a pot of wine, Chang Laojiu took out a wine jar from a pile of weapons, poured it full of wine, and drank it all in one fell swoop, and the glass of wine entered his throat and Wusui's face twitched.

"How?" Chang Lao Jiu asked.

Wu Sui wiped a handful of wine drops from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Pleasant, enjoyable, spicy, spicy, sour, smelly, there is no better wine in the world." ”

"If you're having fun, let's have another drink. Chang Laojiu was extremely happy, and poured a full wine for Wu Sui, the two of them raised their glasses and drank it all at the same time, and a painful expression appeared on their faces at the same time, Chang Lao Jiu did not ask for Wu Sui's opinion and directly poured the two of them full of wine, and drank it all by himself, Wu Sui didn't talk much about the wine until the cup was dry, and then the third glass, the fourth glass, and the fifth glass ......

The two of them drank on the two broken bricks sitting on the ground without stopping, this drink was only a cup and pot (sorry, no plates) messy, tears flowed, and it didn't take long for five or six jars of wine to be drunk, and the two drunk unconscious people fell on the ground full of muddy water and ice ballast.

On the opposite roof, an old man who was as thin as a dead tree bark and as thin as a skeleton watched all this quietly, until the two of them were completely drunk, then he sighed and said to himself: "It's Amagi who has failed you, let me and the" Thor ' carry this pot, I hope that in the future Amagi will bring everyone honor and happiness, not humiliation and pain." The old man turned and left.

A hundred steps away from 'Ten Mile Street', there is a carriage parked, the carriage is simple and sturdy, the special wheels give people a feeling of extreme smoothness, as if as long as you gently push on this huge carriage can run for several miles, the horse pulling the carriage is born with a vision, the head in the shape of a shuttle, the fur is smooth as silk, and every muscle on the body seems to contain mysterious power. There was a thunder pattern on the horse's buttocks, the size of a palm, which flashed in and out of the night, and every time it became brighter, it neighed slightly. The horse is not an ordinary handlebar, but a middle-aged scholar, the scholar is holding a brush in his arms, and his eyes are shining quietly looking ahead in the dark night. At this moment an old man was walking in front of him, and the old man walked near the carriage and stopped.

"See ....... Arrived?" A voice came out of the carriage, and the owner of the voice seemed to be under torture, and these three words were about to be bent down and spoken.

The old man frowned, his face like dead bark became even more ugly, but he didn't reply, and the scholar said in a low voice: "You already had a seizure when you went to Mr. Lu's place, I'm afraid that the young master will see that he has been holding on until now, probably because he has spent some time in the past few days, and this time the attack is particularly powerful." ”

Thank you for your hard work. The old man sighed lightly, took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, handed it to the scholar, and said, the scholar took it and listened to the contents of the bag. Squeak' squeaked and knew that it was twelve little mice that had just come out of the nest, and his face was overjoyed and handed into the carriage, a trembling hand was stretched out in the carriage and hurriedly took it, the hand was only stretched out half, only to see the fingers peel off inch by inch and turn into dust and fall to the ground, in the blink of an eye, three fingers have been dusted into two, the dust fell on the ground in the carriage is still insufficient, it decomposes again, and it is all gone, the scholar is shocked, and hurriedly lifts the curtain to get in, the curtain just lifts the scholar only to see the face of the person in the carriage, the body is no longer shaped, and has turned into dust and peeled off.

"Don't come in!" the people in the carriage shouted with all their strength, snatching the rats with their severed hands, and the bodies of the twelve rats flew as if they had been sucked dry by something

As the mouse's body flattened, the fingers of the people in the carriage gradually stopped peeling, and when the peeling of the flesh on his face gradually stopped, the twelve newborn mice had turned into dust, and then turned into nothing.

'Whew!' the people inside the carriage exhaled heavily.

"Isn't there enough life for the newborn rats? I'll look for it again. The old man said.

"Forget it, don't look for it, there is little life in the winter in the north, I can't live here for half a month, let's go back and talk about it." The man in the carriage said, this time his words were no longer painful, and his speech was much smoother.

The old man hesitated slightly, nodded, and stepped into the carriage.

The old man got into the car, the horse moved with great human nature, the thunder on the buttocks flashed, the carriage was like a phant, the old man did not answer the question of the man in the carriage from beginning to end, in his opinion there was no need to answer this matter in a hurry, and now the discussion would only consume the spirit of the person in the carriage.

Sitting on the speeding carriage, the scholar couldn't help but whisper to the old man: "Sick old man, didn't you already absorb the vitality of a whole forest of trees yesterday, why did you have an attack so quickly?" The old man is sick and old, and the people in the carriage are naturally 'Thor', and the person driving the car is also the famous Mr. Wei.

Before the sick old man could speak, the voice of 'Thor' came out of the carriage, and said: "This injury is very tricky, no matter how much vitality I absorb, I will be deprived of it next time, and each time it is worse than the last, it is because I absorbed too much yesterday that this attack will be so powerful, from this time on, the amount of vitality that needs to be drawn every time in the future cannot be lower than the amount of this forest, if the 'Great Creation Divine Power' still cannot be completed, the end will only be a delay." ”

The sick old man sighed and didn't speak, Tiancheng has practiced the 'Great Creation Divine Power' since the last Tianjun, and only four people have entered the door, 'Thor', 'God of War', he, 'God of Wealth', among the four, the 'God of Wealth' is the worst, but with the two methods of 'Hydrolysis' and 'Scattering Wealth' of the Water Sect and the thousands of means of the 'Great Suizong', it can be said that saving life can be described as a unique in the world, as long as he is not taken advantage of when he performs the 'Wedding (Injury)', no matter how serious the injury is, it can be recovered. The God of Wealth's life-saving means are so strange that even the Yin and Cold Kung Fu of the Water Sect may not be able to restrain the 'God of Wealth'.

Above the 'God of Wealth' is the 'God of War', this magic skill is better than the 'God of War' is only him and the 'Thor', his attainments in this kung fu are not under the 'Thor', he naturally knows the characteristics of this kung fu, and also knows the terrible degree of the 'Thor's injury, from the beginning of the 'Thor' injury once every two months to the next month, and then to the half a month, and then to the ten, nine, eight, seven days...... It was only once three days before departure, but now it is a daily attack.

And the injury to the vitality of the demand is like sucking a hibiscus, at the beginning of each attack only need the vitality of one tree is enough to make up for it, the second time two trees were used, and then it was one acre and two acres of grass and trees, and then dozens of acres and hundreds of acres of grass and trees can barely make up for it, and then the 'evergreen forest' is gone, although the vitality absorbed this time is not as much as the 'evergreen forest', but the vitality of all the plants and trees within a radius of dozens of miles is all absorbed at one time, and this weight is still more than double the usual need.

"Alas, the 'Great Creation and Transformation Divine Power' can't be completed after all, it can't stop the flow of vitality, and no matter how much you absorb, it's just drinking seawater to quench your thirst, and the more you drink, the more thirsty you get. The old man sighed in his heart.