Chapter Eighty-Six: Drinking
"Who would have thought that the immortals in the eyes of ordinary people are first-class, and the swordsmen in the realm of heaven and man are actually afraid of their wives. ”
Liu Baiyi looked at the person with stubble in front of him with disdain, although he was unkempt, but even so, he couldn't cover the sword qi on his body, but only a kendo master could detect it, in the eyes of ordinary people, this person was just a down-and-out farmer.
As he spoke, he poured himself a glass of wine.
"Daddy said that this is to love my mother, not to be afraid. The little girl who was picking vegetables next to the man heard the words and hurriedly defended the farmer, and there were still a few grains of rice on her little face.
"Haha, what a good daughter of Daddy. ”
The farmer was not annoyed, or he was used to it, and he laughed even more when he heard his daughter's words.
Liu Baiyi also shook his head and smiled when he heard this, over the years, in order to completely dissolve the killing thoughts, he has lived no different from ordinary people, fortunately, with such a family with him, he will not be lonely.
"Why?
The wine glass in his hand turned slightly, and Liu Baiyi glanced at the gloom that the man had not dissipated over the years, and couldn't help asking.
"I can't forget, I don't dare to forget, and I haven't forgotten. ”
Who is that man besides Jiang Ming, what he said is also the grace of nurturing, the grace of teaching, and the grace of preaching, how can he forget.
"It's come to this, since you can't forget it, find time to take a look, maybe, Wan'er will play an unexpected role. Liu Baiyi has seen it in his eyes all these years, and how can he not understand that the sky outside the window is quiet, and there have been many conversations like this.
The little girl named Wan'er was sitting next to her very well-behaved at the moment.
"You went to him for a drink again. ”
It's just that the melancholy atmosphere was suddenly broken by a voice, Liu Baiyi's face stiffened, and the hand holding the wine glass shook even more.
And Jiang Ming's face on the other side was even pale.
"And with Wan'er. ”
The clear female voice was already carrying a coldness, including everyone in the hotel, who inadvertently shivered at this moment.
Not again.
Everyone has become accustomed to wailing to themselves.
Liu Baiyi turned his neck a little blankly, looking at the woman in cloth with her hands on her waist and willow eyebrows at the door, he really couldn't understand how the woman who was like a fairy at the beginning could become like this now.
"Could it be that after giving birth, you will enter menopause?"
I thought in my heart, but there was a smile on my face.
"What, I seem to remember that the door of the shop hasn't closed yet, let's go first, Wan'er, remember to come and see Uncle Liu when you have time." ”
After saying that, he ran away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Behind him, only Jiang Ming's voice begging for mercy was left, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping.
It wasn't until he could no longer hear the voice of that family that Liu Baiyi slowed down. His countenance slowly calmed down, and that was only the case when he was alone.
"What do you mean?"
Muttering about the problems that have puzzled him all these years, Liu Baiyi slowly walked towards his blacksmith shop.
He also asked Jiang Ming, but Jiang Ming also didn't understand anything and didn't quite understand.
"No desire, no thought, no desire?"
With his memory, Liu Baiyi's brows gradually furrowed, not because he had not yet entered the Dao, but because of the result after entering the Dao.
Do you want to be the Shushan Sword Saint in the future, after entering the Tao, the way of goodness is like a god in the sword, but Liu Baiyi does not agree, watching everything happen, watching the beloved woman die?
Looking at everything, Liu Baiyi is struggling precisely because he doesn't want to let go, how can he put the cart before the horse now.
To put it more clearly, the Sword Master has entered the road of Taishang's forgetfulness and the way of inaction.
In this way, he thought of another person, a person who was drunk and dreamed of death.
"Into the ordinary? Or do you want to find a different way?"
With a sigh, he walked to the backyard of the blacksmith's shop.
......
"Grandpa, how do you sell this sword?"
The corners of Liu Baiyi's eyes jumped, looking at the two snot children in the shop, and in their eyes, there was only the sword on the shelf, and their faces were salivating.
"Grandpa, if you weren't children, I'd have told you what it means to be in trouble. ”
He muttered to himself, then walked over.
"Thirty taels of silver is enough. ”
It was a sword of a hundred refinements, almost at the limit of mortal forging.
"Thirty taels ......"
Li Xiaoyao's mouth on the left opened slightly, and his eyes were full of loss.
"Wow, a sword is thirty taels, so many swords in this room, grandpa must be very rich. ”
Wang Xiaohu on the right seems to be thinking differently from Li Xiaoyao.
"Call uncle. ”
Liu Baiyi said that he had already flicked it on the heads of the two of them.
He suddenly felt funny when he looked at the two grinning teeth in pain, since he was familiar with Wan'er, the two of them ran here when they had nothing to do, and looked at the sword above every day.
"Hmph, you dare to treat Ben Daxia like this?"
Li Xiaoyao rubbed his head and said.
"Alright, let's go play with Wan'er. ”
It's just that Liu Baiyi is in no mood to tease them anymore.
turned around and moved out a recliner, and lay directly on it with his eyes closed to recuperate, thinking about his own affairs in his heart.
Only, it was close to noon.
"Look for death. ”
Liu Baiyi's originally closed eyes opened in vain, and his face was already extremely cold.
I didn't see him get up, his figure was gone, and when he stopped, he was already on the shore of Yibi Lake, the wind blew willow branches, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, but under such a beautiful scenery, there were two unconscious children, who were Li Xiaoyao and Wang Xiaohu.
"Put Wan'er down, this seat, can give you a happy death. Liu Baiyi looked at the Taoist priest with a roe head rat on the opposite side and said expressionlessly.
It's just that although the middle-aged man is wearing a Taoist robe, he is full of evil spirits, and he is definitely not a righteous person, and his body seems to be shrouded in a layer of black qi, which is a yin and evil qi.
"Who are you?"
The man's face changed, and he looked at Liu Baiyi with suspicion, just the breath of an ordinary person, but it gave him an unfathomable feeling.
He gritted his teeth.
"Your Excellency, why do you have to be like this, if the body of this banshee spirit is taken from its blood and refined into a pill, it will be able to cultivate a great increase after taking it, and I am willing to share it with you. ”
It's just that Liu Baiyi's expression is always unwavering.
And before he finished speaking, he saw the sky spinning, and in shock, he saw that he didn't know when he had switched places with Liu Baiyi.
Seeing that the girl in her arms was just unconscious, Liu Baiyi relieved her heart.
The Taoist priest suddenly saw a filament appear in front of him, it was a hair, very ordinary, but it penetrated into his eyebrows under the gradual dilation of his pupils, and then unconsciously.
A breath of gray gas gushed out from Liu Baiyi's throat at the same time, and he had already blown the corpse into powder, and then picked up the other two little guys and turned away.