Black, no moon.

Wang Lin was lying on the bed in the back room of the shop, and there was a wine jug beside him, and he picked it up and took a sip from time to time.

For example, now, he has rarely meditated and swallowed, which was impossible before, in those four hundred years of escape and killing, he almost always let the spiritual power in his body turn, and used all his time to improve his cultivation, his life is full of intrigue, the weak eat the strong, and the slightest carelessness will end up dead.

He almost never lay down and slept like he did now, and even in the middle of the night, he only spent it meditating.

This kind of life, although exciting, although passionate, but there is a little more regret, less peace, it, is incomplete.

And now, in Wang Lin's life, there is no gladiatorial fight, although it is bland, but it is like a trickle, washing the soul.

This feeling was extremely unfamiliar to Wang Lin at the beginning, but as time slowly passed, his mentality gradually accepted the status quo and lived a mortal life.

After picking up the wine jug and taking a sip, Wang Lin suddenly frowned.

At this moment, outside his shop, two monks came, and these two people quickly floated like wandering spirits, and with a wave of one of them's right hand, the door of Wang Lin's shop suddenly opened silently without making a sound.

The two of them quickly flashed in, and immediately after, the door of the store was closed by the wind.

In the store. The two men's eyes flashed. Staring at the wood carvings around you. There was a look of horror in his eyes. But immediately. The horror vanished. In its place is endless greed.

"There are so many magic weapons!" one of the monks gasped. Pick up a statue next to it. Take a closer look. His body shook suddenly. I almost threw the wood carving down.

The greed in his eyes was even stronger. Sleeves flicked. Suddenly, the shelves of the shop were carved with wood. One by one, they fell into other storage bags.

Another monk. It's squatting. Rummag through the wooden box on the side. Then he suddenly exclaimed. Holding a half-finished humanoid wood carving in his hand. His complexion suddenly turned unusually rosy. A sweet throat. A large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Wood carvings on the ground in the hands. was quickly thrown away by him. As if the wood carving was an ancient beast, it hurriedly withdrew a few steps.

In fact, it's no wonder he can't bear it. This half-finished ground wood carving. The person portrayed is the Demon Lord of the Six Desires. Although it is a semi-finished product. But the ground contained in this wood carving is equivalent to the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage. This person cultivates during the Dan period. It's simply impossible to bear.

Fortunately, he let go quickly, and the spiritual power in this wood carving was not opened, otherwise, this person would not be as simple as vomiting blood.

The moment the wood carving hit the ground, it was suddenly grabbed by an invisible big hand and fell into the hands of Wang Lin, who walked out of the back room, Wang Lin put the statue aside, held the wine jug in his right hand, took a sip, and said: "A total of four thousand five hundred taels of gold, bring it." ”

The moment Wang Lin appeared, the two of them suddenly remained motionless, staring at Wang Lin in horror.

Especially the monk who had just been injured by the spirit power in the wood carving, his face was even pale, and his forehead was sweaty.

In the eyes of the two of them, Wang Lin's appearance was too weird, and before the two of them entered the shop, they obviously detected with their divine senses, although they noticed that there was a person lying in the back room, but this person was just a mortal.

But now, this mortal in their eyes actually appeared silently without them noticing, which was like a thunderbolt from the sky, which shocked the two of them.

In addition to the appearance of wood carving magic weapons in this shop, even if these two people are stupid, they suddenly understand at this moment that this person in front of them must be a senior master, far from being something that the two of them can provoke.

The two looked at each other, and hurriedly whispered respectfully: "See the seniors, the juniors are disciples of the Baiyun Sect, and there are many offenses today, and I still look at the seniors Haihan." ”

"Four thousand five hundred taels of gold, is there one?" Wang Lin said in a flat voice.

The two looked at each other, as cultivators, if it was a spirit stone, there were still some of them, but the currency, gold and silver among mortals, there was not so much at this time, of course, if they were allowed to go back and prepare, then let alone four thousand, even if it was forty thousand, they could take it out.

Wang Lin saw what the two of them thought, sighed, summoned his right hand, and the storage bag on the monk's waist was grabbed by him in the air, and he wiped it lightly, and suddenly the monk's face turned red, he took a few steps back, and a mouthful of blood was swallowed alive by him.

The look of respect in his eyes was even stronger, and Wang Lin's touch had already removed his divine sense.

With a slight shake, all the wood carvings in it flew out one after another, and landed on the original positions on the surrounding shelves one by one, without any mistakes, as if they had not been moved.

"Go back, and bring enough gold with you next time you come to the land. Wang Lin said, with a casual wave of his right hand, the storage bag was immediately delivered to the monk, and then the two of them were involuntarily pushed by a strong force and slammed towards the door of the shop.

At the moment of slamming into the door, the door of the shop suddenly opened, and the door closed after the two were swept out.

This volume is more than ten miles away, and the two monks finally stopped

, with unimaginable horror and horror in their eyes, the young people in their eyes are unfathomable.

The two of them were silent for a while, they were all secretly lucky in their hearts, looked at each other, and then left in a hurry, these two people were the two monks in the palace.

They saw the extraordinaryness of the wood carving, and found Xu Tao who was happy under questioning, so they rushed here overnight. It's just that after the scene just now, the two of them were already frightened, and they didn't dare to fight the idea of the store.

The two of them didn't know that Wang Lin's divine consciousness had been left on their bodies, and if there were any thoughts that were unfavorable to Wang Lin, then they would be killed by their divine consciousness in an instant.

In fact, if these two people knew Wang Lin, then they should feel quite lucky, because if it was a year ago, then the fate of the two of them would have no other way than death.

Wang Lin sat in the shop, took a sip of wine, sighed, and muttered, "I haven't killed anyone in a year...... he shook his head, turned around and went back to the back room, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Time flies, and two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and this is already Wang Lin's third year in Kyoto.

The big cow grew taller and taller, and his body became stronger, and there were a few more neighbors around, and the owner of the Confucian cloth workshop also died of serious illness, and the store was also given to others.

The faces of the big cow's parents gradually had some slight wrinkles, although they were still young, they couldn't stand the washing of the years.

It is worth mentioning that in the past two years, many people from the surrounding neighbors have come up to say goodbye, and every time, they are all dismissed by Wang Lin.

The second son of Xu Jiapu also married a daughter-in-law and gave birth to a fat doll, when Xu Tao came back, he respectfully came to Wang Lin and gave him a hundred taels of gold, saying that it was the filial piety of His Royal Highness the prince.

In fact, in the past two years, before the Chinese New Year, Xu Tao would come with a large amount of gold, and Wang Lin did not shirk this and accepted it directly.

Spring goes to autumn, the sun and the moon alternate, in the past two years, Wang Lin has seen birth, old age, sickness and death, and he is quite emotional in his heart.

In the past two years, he has only meditated twice, and he doesn't even care much about his cultivation, he hasn't looked inside for a long time, and as for the red mist outside his body, there is only a thin layer left, all of which condensed into three red beads, which he put into a storage bag.

According to his analysis, when the fourth red bead condenses, the red mist will all dissipate.

At that time, the two monks had come once in the past two years, and after offering a large amount of mortal gold and silver, they took away the three wood carvings very respectfully.

In the past two years, Wang Lin's shop has gradually become famous in the entire west of the city, and although there are not many customers, it is still much better than not opening for a year.

It's just that in Wang Lin's shop, the most people who come are not ordinary people, but monks, basically out of ten people, there will be six people, who are cultivators.

Every cultivator who came here bought wood carvings with mortal gold and silver, and in the past two years, wood carvings have sold a lot, and Wang Lin has accumulated a large frame of gold and silver.

There are strange things in Kyoto's West City, and gradually cultivating the real world here, and slowly gaining a certain reputation.

Wang Lin has always been in a peaceful state of mind, without any change, what he seeks is the mentality of mortals, understanding the life of mortals, feeling the reincarnation of heaven, shop, just a tool for him to comprehend the way of heaven, wood carving, the same.

At this time, seeing that the New Year was approaching, in Kyoto City, beaming with joy, Wang Lin walked out of the store, sat at the door of the store, looked at the pedestrians coming and going outside, and in his eyes, showed deep memories.

This is the third year he has spent in Kyoto, and each time he feels different, but there is one thing that is unique, and that is the feeling of his childhood.

In the blacksmith shop directly opposite the store, Da Niu ran out quickly, holding some fireworks in his hands, playing excitedly, seeing Da Niu, Wang Lin's eyes showed a hint of joy, this child, in the past three years, he has almost watched grow up, from an eleven-year-old child, to a fourteen-year-old boy.

Last year, Da Niu couldn't stand his father's chatter and began to learn to make iron tools, but once he had spare time, he would still go to Wang Lin to watch him make wood carvings.

Although the big cow doesn't come often, the pot of fruit wine every day has never been broken.

With the fireworks, the big cow shouted, ran to Wang Lin's side, sat on the cold wooden bench next to him, and didn't feel cold, but said with squeezing his eyebrows: "Uncle Wang, a few days ago, I heard my father say that the shopkeeper Lu in the east wants to marry his daughter to you, why don't you agree, I have secretly seen his daughter, and it looks good." ”

Wang Lin smiled slightly, touched the head of the big cow, and said, "Uncle has a daughter-in-law." ”

"Ahh

"She's waiting for me far away, and one day, I'll go to her. Wang Lin showed a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and a female figure appeared in his mind.

"I know, Uncle Wang, you must have come to Kyoto to do business, and you are going to make a lot of money, so you can go back and marry your daughter-in-law." Da Niu smiled and said.