When I went up to the second floor, I saw that the two people were telling a story, and there were all the people who beat the drums and played the strings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Ye Rufeng nodded respectfully, and then led Ling Muxue to sit in the place where he usually sits, and Xiao Er also served wine and roast chicken as usual. Seeing Ling Muxue, thinking that she would definitely not drink, she brought a pot of good tea.

At this time, the drumming stopped abruptly, and the entire inn suddenly fell into a dead silence. The leper monk and the thin old man looked at Ye Rufeng as a greeting. Ye Rufeng looked a little overwhelmed.

He stood up and clasped his fists and bowed, "Why did the two seniors suddenly stop?

"Haha, Shaoxia is really smart, in fact, today we are going to say goodbye to Shaoxia. Therefore, I am ready to say the last paragraph for the young man, and I hope that the young man will have a good time. The leper monk laughed heartily, and his voice was like a bell.

"I didn't expect you to be ready not to come back, that's okay, the world is big, a good man should be like the two predecessors, live a chic life, want to be happy, and go wherever you want. Come and give me a toast to the two seniors. Saying that, Ye Rufeng picked up the wine glass.

"Shaoxia is slow, today the two of us say goodbye to Shaoxia, it will not be goodbye, he will meet again one day. As for drinking wine and eating meat, then it's not too late for the two of us to finish this paragraph, Shaoxia, please take a seat. The thin old man's eyes were full of determination, and he brushed off his long beard and said.

Ye Rufeng didn't say more, drank the glass of wine in his hand and sat down, but he was curious about what kind of strange anecdotes they would tell today.

All you can hear is the sound of drums and the strings. The thin old man stepped forward and said: "The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time." A thousand years ago, there were many sects on this continent, and it can be said that a hundred schools of thought contended. The struggle between the sects was chaotic, and various Taoist stunts impacted each other and fused with each other, achieving a grand occasion of martial arts. Living beings only know that the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected. It wasn't until a mighty man came out of nowhere that changed. ”

"What kind of sect does this powerful man come from, and how can he be so good?" the leper monk asked with a rich expression on the side.

"Don't worry, don't worry, and listen to me slowly. The Almighty called himself Dugu Ye, no one knew where he came from, no one could see his face, he was almost one with the darkness. He has traveled all over the world, learned all kinds of Taoist skills in the world, challenged masters from all walks of life, and fought invincible opponents all over the world. Many people were both fanatical and resentful of him. ”

"Eh, haha, what do you say that you are fanatical and resentful?" The leper monk touched his big belly and sat aside when he heard the excitement and said.

"The fanaticism is because the strong people of that era are respected, and naturally there are many followers. As for hate, of course, it is because of his cruelty and brutality, and many people can't make a move in front of him, so they die with a whimper. There are countless such people, their families are ruined, and their wives are separated. The whole continent is in dire straits. The drums were heavy, the strings were soothing, and the crowd was silent. The thin old man took the wine jug in the hand of the leper monk and walked to the corner to pour himself the wine, wild and uninhibited, ignoring everyone's reactions.

"Haha, this old man is used to being casual and drinks by himself, so I'll continue to tell you. The leper monk knew that this old Taoist was psychologically heavy, so he had to come up and play a round and continue to talk.

One day, he killed all the masters who came to challenge, and the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and he felt the joy of victory and the thrill of loneliness. But he felt the rhythm of the breath in the grass, and was about to kill it all, but the baby in swaddling clothes laughed very sincerely at this time, and put it only to reach his ears, and his world was like this with only one sound, but it was deadly silent. His heart trembled for a moment, just for a moment. It also made him disbelieve. So he turned and left. Nobody knows why"