Han Shi dipped the wine with bamboo chopsticks, a few drops of wine fell into his fingertips, flicked slightly, turned into nine smaller drops of wine, bounced into the corners of the surrounding corners, disappeared in an instant, there was no half a sound, each drop of wine, contains a rich Shi Yuan force, under the combination of nine drops, forming a unique prohibition, which can block any communication.

This may seem like an understatement, but it is actually not easy.

If it weren't for Han Shi's ability to break all kinds of prohibitions for more than ten years in the Yunhai Chess Formation, and gain a good attainment of prohibitions, coupled with the memory inheritance of the Formation Dao Forbidden Extreme Void, it would be difficult for him to lay down such a ban today.

This move, even if he is changed to a Yuanying monk, or even a spirit monk, he can't be as calm as Han Shi, and even many people on the second floor didn't notice it.

The entire second floor, which was separated from Changhai City by a window at this moment, was completely cut off in an hour.

"It turns out that this person is Han Shi who abolished Chen Longguan, no wonder he is wearing a green shirt, he is really unseemly. A middle-aged man, also wearing a green shirt, whispered.

"Nonsense, people call it a master's demeanor, unlike you kid, who also wears a green shirt, but you can't find a trace of the feeling of a master. The old man opposite the middle-aged man sandwiched a peanut, put it in his mouth and chewed it non-stop, pointing at the middle-aged man and laughing while eating.

After saying the words of warning, Han Shi retracted his gaze and continued to pour himself a drink, not looking at the people on the second floor.

Seeing Han Shi like this, after a while, the second floor gradually returned to the feeling of talking and laughing, but here, there was a hint of caution, and even the people who often spew dirty words seemed to have changed their personality and became elegant in their speech.

And in private, more of them exchanged news by bunching up sounds, and several of them quietly took out the jade slips that passed the news under the staggered gaze of several people, and launched a message to their respective families and sects, all of which could not escape Han Shi's spiritual sense.

Han Shi sneered in his heart, but he didn't stop it, under the prohibition he set, if he could let these people pass on the news, unless Han Shi did it on purpose, otherwise, even if it was a Yuanying Monk, Han Shi would have the confidence to cut off his way of transmitting the news.

The fight between Yue Lin and Zhang Wude was not very quiet, and in the noisy restaurant, it was covered by all kinds of noises, and the people downstairs didn't even notice it.

Xiao Er, who often runs up and down, still shouts to deliver food and wine to the second floor, and he doesn't notice that there are two people missing, but he vaguely feels that after he sent wine to the green-shirted monk at the window, and the green-shirted monk smiled at him, many regulars treated him with a much more polite attitude than usual, and even the old man Zhang, who has always been stingy, also rewarded two coins of silver, which is almost equivalent to ten days' wages.

Xiao Er's face was full of joy, and he didn't expect that on the slightly red wooden board under his feet, not long ago, there was a dead man lying down.

"Help you for an hour, and the rest will depend on your own creation. ”

Han Shi quietly looked at the wine swaying slightly in the cup, and the memory seemed to fly, passing through the barrier of time and space, and coming to the years when he was young, under Woniu Mountain.

Dad always has a few cups after striking iron every day, and my mother always asks my father to drink less, but my father always takes advantage of my mother's inattention to drink more glasses.

Dad wouldn't let him tell his mother, and after a long time, it became a secret between his father and him, and he was always curious about why his father was so fond of wine, and he had secretly tasted it a few times when he was a child, but the spicy and bitter feeling made him never touch the wine glass again for many years after that.

And now, the bitter and spicy taste is still the same.

But among them, there seems to be another taste, an indescribable taste, which can temporarily dilute his thoughts, and at this moment, the heartstrings can relax slightly.

An hour passed in a flash, but in the feeling of everyone, this time seemed to pass very slowly, Han Shi slowly stood up and hugged his fist at everyone. "Thank you. ”

After that, Han Shi strolled down, and after a short time, he disappeared into the night.

Everyone's conversation instantly fell silent, and after Han Shi disappeared, most of them immediately left quickly, and only a few people stayed where they were, looking in the direction of Han Shi's departure, thoughtful.

On the second day, in Changhai City, the news about Han Shi, a monk in green shirts, spread all over the sky.

In one day, the two monks of the City Lord's Mansion died and the other was abolished, and the rumors were all related to this Han Shi, and the monk named Yue Lin was also found out, and he was the great-great-grandchild of the Yue family in the north of the city, ranking eleventh.

The father of the head of the Yue family, Yue Haishan, the ancestor of the Yue family, cultivated to reach the late stage of Yuan Dan, Yue Haishan retreated for many years, impacted the peak of Yuan Dan, and tried to break through to Yuan Ying cultivation before Shou Yuan was cut off, so he handed over all the family affairs to his eldest son Yue Peng and concentrated on retreat and cultivation.

Yue Lin is Yue Peng's own grandson, although Yue Peng is the head of the family, his cultivation is only the peak of the middle of the Yuan Dan, and the status of the Yue family is in this Changhai City, not up or down.

The place where the family is located is also a bit remote, and it can be regarded as a medium-sized family, which is far from those families with deep backgrounds, or those forces that have a close relationship with the City Lord's Mansion.

It is the children of the Yue family who are often bullied in Changhai City, but they are often unable to seek justice, and for a long time, most of the children of the Yue family have been sad and indignant since they were children, and they have cultivated hard, just to see the day when the family gets ahead.

And Yue Lin is the youngest of the great-grandchildren, but his talent is not bad, Yue Lin's cultivation speed since he was a child is far beyond ordinary people, a few years older than him, and the children of the Yue family, who are also great-great-grandchildren, have several people's cultivation has been surpassed by Yue Lin, which makes the expectations of the Yue's parents for Yue Lin much greater.

Han Shi still walks through Changhai City, passing through strange and bustling streets, although aimless, Han Shi likes this feeling very much.

Today's streets seem to exude a sense of restraint, some with awe in their eyes, others with a lively look and playful colors in their eyes, and still others avoid him when they see him.

Han Shi's face was calm, and he walked forward calmly, all of which were like waves.

When the wave reaches the shore, it will bounce back intact and rush towards himself, which is a cause and effect, and the wave is born of itself, this is the cause, and he has to bear the impact of the wave turning back, this is the effect.

He planted the cause, and soon the fruit will gradually ripen.

But what is Han Shi afraid of, such a cause and effect, in this life, I don't know how much will be planted, there is a saying, plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans, and what he grows will naturally be collected by Han Shi himself.

Dressed in a green shirt, he gradually walked into the bustling crowd, and the lively crowd around him, in Han Shi's eyes, at this moment, there was a feeling of being close to the end of the world.

Han Shi walked in the street, but it seemed to be walking on the top of a high mountain, his eyes revealed the gaze of the common people, everyone who approached him, there was an indescribable feeling, this green-shirted monk, close in front of him, but it seemed to have an endless distance from them, often before they woke up from the confusion, the green-shirted monk had already disappeared into the sea of people.

Being in the middle of the city, but his heart was detached, the corners of Han Shi's mouth gradually revealed a smile, and at this moment, he remembered the nine-step Lost Heaven Array in the misty gate.

I don't know the end of the world, and I don't know where to go!

Gradually, Han Shi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he seemed to have touched a pulse in this artistic conception, and his eyes became more and more profound.

His back, in a pale cyan, reveals a sense of reliction, which seems to be out of place with the surroundings, but perfectly blends into the bustle of the street.

That is the true meaning of the stone, called ...... Solitary.

At a certain moment, Han Shi's figure blurred for a moment, and the entire street seemed to stop at this moment.

If anyone can see it, Han Shi's figure gradually faded away in place, almost in the blink of an eye, Han Shi appeared outside Wanzhang, this process was extremely short, so short that no one noticed, in the blink of an eye, Han Shi turned back from Wanzhang away.

The main body and the afterimage that have not yet dissipated are superimposed, and it looks like a blur.

On the side of the street, a little boy biting a candy man was staring at Han Shi intently, and only he could see the blur at that moment, but he didn't understand, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he looked again, he couldn't see the person.

Years later, he forgot a lot, only the pale blue back.

In that back, there seems to be an indescribable loneliness!