Chapter 60, the drunken world

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A man who floats in the void, a man who is gray in the void.

This person was lying flat in the void, as if he had been asleep for thousands of years, and there was no longer any life characteristics in his body, and he looked like a person who had been dead for a long, long time, but he was still alive.

He opened his eyes and sat up in the gray space.

His expression was very calm, and he seemed to be no stranger to this kind of incomparably strange, no sun, moon, no light, only a gray world, he sat very calmly in mid-air, and glanced at the surrounding scenery with great interest.

In fact, there was no scenery around, only a dead silence.

There is nothing but gray.

The young man glanced around, then sighed heavily, "I've always wanted to ask a question, is it true that the Lord God World has always been like this?"

There was no one around, no one, but voices came from all sides, a desolate and cold voice: "When you feel that one day everything in the world is just a passing cloud, you will find that this obscure darkness and gray is the most suitable color for you." ”

The young man smiled and said, "Maybe, it's a pity that I don't want to see it, and I will never see it." ”

"Are you so sure?"

The young man said, "Yes. ”

"Why?"

The young man said: "There are two points, first, I am sure that I will not lose interest in life, and second, once I lose interest in life, there will be no more Mo Qingchi in the world. ”

"That means that once you lose interest in everything in the world, will you choose to die?" said a desolate voice.

The young man nodded: "Yes, after all, I am a human being, and I am only a human being, so I can only make the choices that only human beings can make." ”

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent, I don't know how long it took, in this space he couldn't feel the passage of time and space, so he couldn't feel it, suddenly a voice broke the silence, and said: "Yes, you are human, and you are a very strange and unique person among human beings, and now I seem to finally understand why you do something from time to time that is not beneficial or even harmful to yourself." ”

The young man smiled and said, "After all, I am only a human being, after all, I still have the seven emotions and six desires of human beings." When he said this, he began to raise his head to look at the obscure gray starry sky above, but he didn't fall into thought, and then spoke: "I remember that this time I fought with Dugu and Wu Ming, not only caused me to successfully shatter the void, but they also shattered the void. ”

"Yes. ”

"Where are they now?"

"You want to see them?"

Mo Qingchi said: "I don't want to see them, I just want to know what their choice is." As if fearing that the Lord God, the ruler of this space, did not understand what he meant, he continued, "Everyone who shatters the void has the right to choose their own path and the world they envision to arrive in, and so they are. ”

"Yes. The voice paused, and said, "What do you think they did?"

Mo Qingchi pondered for a moment and said, "They should have returned to the human world. ”

"Oh?"

Mo Qingchi said: "They still have concerns in the world, Dugu Jiujian, who is seeking defeat, has not yet found a successor, and Wu Ming still has a woman in the world, so they will choose to return to the world." ”

"You're not mistaken, but what about you? What is your choice?"

Mo Qingchi smiled slightly, and he said, "I also have a choice?"

"At least you still have bargaining chips now, you should already know that the matter of Wu Ming and Dugu was personally arranged by me, so after all, I still violated the agreement of the main god, so you now have these two chips in your hands, so you now have the capital to negotiate terms with me. ”

Mo Qingchi smiled brightly, and he sighed softly: "Originally, I thought you had forgotten about this matter, but it seems that you haven't forgotten what you have done to you, so you have not forgotten what you have done to me at all." ”

"It's not easy for God to forget something, and now that you've got my hands on interfering with the world, and you haven't done the task I've given you, I have a proposal. ”

"What proposal?"

"You can use your chips to circumvent my punishment for not completing your mission. ”

When the words landed, Mo Qingchi had already spoken, and he smiled: "If you do something wrong, you must be punished, I remember that this was the first thing you said to me after you selected me to be a traverser, and I have not forgotten it to this day, so I don't have to evade punishment, although I have the chips in my hand that can threaten you." ”

"Looks like you already have a choice in mind?"

Mo Qingchi said: "Yes, I only want to ask you for one thing now. ”

"What's the matter?"

Mo Qingchi looked up at the sky and said slowly: "I promised a person that when the matter is over, I will accompany him to get drunk for three days, so I hope you can give me three days." ”

"Three days, two chips?"

Mo Qingchi said: "Yes." ”

"Mo Qingchi, do you know what you'll face next after you've used up these two chips?"

"I don't know, I just want to know if you'd like it now?"

"Yes. ”

The smile on Mo Qingchi's face became even brighter, he bowed very sincerely, and sighed softly: "You should know that I am indeed a person who is afraid of death and does not want to die, but it is a pity that I am not a person who thinks too much about the future, time is fleeting, how can I live up to the good years?"

The main god didn't speak, he knew that Mo Qingchi had made up his mind, what else could he say.

A white light drifted in the void and approached the Ink Clear Pool, the white light was only the size of a thumb at first, and then gradually enveloped the Ink Clear Pool, and then the white light slowly became smaller, and the Ink Clear Pool slowly became smaller, and finally the white light and the Ink Clear Pool disappeared into this gray space.

The space returned to dead silence, and it was a long, long time before a soft voice sounded: "Time is fleeting, don't you lose your time?"

The old man raised his glass, drank, and said to the young man after a long, long time: "On August 15, the duel on the top of Cangshan is over, Ye Gucheng died in this battle, and Mo Qingchi disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and the six people who participated in the battle of Cangshan except for Ye Gucheng, who had already died, the remaining five people did not say a word about this duel, so this duel has also become the biggest mystery in the eyes of all martial arts people.

The young man knew this, and the young man asked, "Could it be that Mo Qingchi has completely disappeared like this?"

The old man was silent for a moment and said, "Mo Qingchi disappeared into the rivers and lakes, but he drank wine with me for three days and three nights. ”

"Oh?"

"It was the first day of September. ”

The young man's affairs were already a little excited, he looked at the old man and said, "Therefore, sir, you mean that Mo Qingchi also appeared on the first day of September. ”

The old man nodded and said, "If he never showed up, then how can I know what you can know now?" It's just that he completely disappeared after drinking wine with me for three days and three nights, and a full twenty years have passed since then, and I have been waiting for a full twenty years, and there is no trace of Mo Qingchi in the world. ”

At this point, he took another glass of wine.

He has been abstaining from drinking for many years, but every time he talks about or thinks about it, he can't help but drink, and he always remembers what Mo Qingchi said to him before he disappeared: "I have dedicated my life to the way of swordsmanship, ignoring the red world, but in the end, the red dust stains my body." ”

He asked, "So you regret it?"

Mo Qingchi said: "Yes, I regret it, if I had known the result, I should not have chosen kendo, but because I sank into the red dust, I would be drunk in the world." ”

He asked, "I saw you today, but the last time?"

Mo Qingchi said: "If there is a coming day, I will definitely come here to see you." ”

Liu Changjie forgot to look around, this place is remote and quiet, he didn't speak, picked up the wine jar and touched Moqing Pool, the wine was like drinking into the throat like water, this **** was already drunk.

Twenty years he was still here, and he built a thatched hut on the land, planted some of the man's favorite begonia flowers, and a few sycamore willow trees, and he had been fishing for twenty years in this remote town.

Now that he is retired, he still has to walk to the yamen once a day to see the town he guards. But most of him was waiting, waiting for someone, waiting for someone who accompanied him for three days and three nights and was drunk and unconscious, although he hadn't waited yet, but he believed he would.

The boy silently put away the books piled up on the table, and he put them on the shelves, and then left silently.

He could see that the gentleman was already drunk, drunk because of that man, so what could he do but leave now? He packed up everything in the house, and then went to the courtyard and picked up the man's meaning: Begonia is still the same, the original heart is still the same begonia flower, leaving this lonely house.

At this moment, he thought a lot, a lot in his heart, but what he thought about the most was: Will Mo Qingchi come to see Mr.

He didn't know, he couldn't be sure, he only knew that in the eyes of Mr., no matter how many years, as long as Mo Qingchi had the opportunity, he would definitely come back to see him.

He was his friend, his best friend.

It was already raining outside the window, and it was pouring rain.

The surging autumn rain extinguished the drunken feeling in Liu Changjie's heart, he slowly woke up, looked at the empty room, scratched his head with a wry smile, he now remembered that he was drunk, and the disciple had quietly left when he was drunk.

He stood up and held up an umbrella and walked quickly to the yard, he wanted to see if the begonia flowers in the yard were okay in this torrential rain, if the rain was too heavy, he didn't mind transporting a pot of flowers to the house, although it would take a lot of time, but now he didn't lack time.

He stopped when he walked to the door with his umbrella, and he saw that there was suddenly an extra person, a stranger, in the courtyard full of begonia flowers.

The stranger sat in a wheelchair holding an umbrella and looked at the beautiful and pure begonia flowers that bloomed like snow, and seemed to have fallen into a trance, even the heavy footsteps of Liu Changjie on the ground were not heard.

Liu Changjie walked towards the person, ready to ask about the person's identity and origin, but at this time, the person slowly spoke, and he said a word that immediately made Liu Changjie stunned: "I remember the last time you only drank seven and a half jars of wine but insisted on saying eight altars, so that we were tied, but this time it won't, this time I will watch your wine jar bottom, it will be counted as a jar, do you dare?" ”

The words sounded slowly, and the person in the wheelchair slowly turned around, raised the umbrella that covered his face, revealing a face that Liu Changjie was all too familiar with.

The man held a begonia flower in his hand and sniffed it lightly, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Liu Changjie stayed for a long time before he came back to his senses, he held an umbrella and looked at the friend who came to the appointment and said, "I have a total of thirty-six jars of wine, can you drink it?"

The man smiled: "It's rare to get drunk in the world, and today I want to get drunk in the world." ”

Liu Changjie, who is no longer young, laughed, and the still young man smiled, and the two of them were Zou Jingjing.

In front of the window, the two drank and listened to the spring rain, not drunk.

The world is drunk, and the world is drunk. (To be continued.) )