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In the dead of night, only a poor boy was left in the Chu family courtyard at the east entrance of the town. He continued to squat on the threshold of the house, looking up at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

Half an hour ago, the old Taoist priest of Beilinguan told him that he could keep his lifespan alive, but he would have to stay in the town below like a prisoner for the rest of his life, and live until the day he was eaten by dirt.If this had been done in the past, before the person from Fengxue Tower named Honglian Jijiu came, he would naturally not have any objections. The lonely boy who had been lonely since childhood had long been accustomed to living alone. In fact, he had never He has never been to Liangzhou City, so the question of whether he can leave this place is nothing to him. Life is only so long, and it is the same everywhere.

However, starting from the night after the Lantern Festival, this account was destined not to be settled like this. After seeing those people who had passed Shuixiu Lake again, and meeting these people who seemed to be called Yunlin Sect, this account The account cannot be settled like this.

When the old drunkard was alive, he always had a bad temper and was fond of cursing, especially when he was drunk. Some Cheluolun's words have not changed for many years. One of them said, "People can live a short life, but also You can be poor, but it's not the most important thing, because no matter what you eat is bran-thick vegetables or delicacies from the mountains and seas, what you poop out in the end is still shit, even if you put it in oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, it is still shit. , it doesn’t smell good! But the most fearful thing in life is to have your spine broken. At that time, you may not even be a human being. If you see a piece of shit on the streets, in front of and behind your house, you may think it smells good!”

The old alcoholic man who has been carrying a red rosacea since he was young can remember. He always speaks in such a shameless way. When he is drunk and curses people, he may be much worse than this, but Chu Yuanxiao would always think in his heart, if it weren't for this old drunkard, and later the old watchman who was also cold-faced and warm-hearted, how could there be this small town where as long as you were lucky, you could eat rabbit legs and roast wild vegetables? juvenile?

There are many things in life that you can actually do without doing, just think about it, but there are always a few things that you must do without eating, drinking, or sleeping!

As for the dead end road... the old Taoist priest was silent for a long time after hearing his answer. In the end, he didn't know whether it was to comfort him or something, but he just smiled and said, "That's it. I don't think it's always possible in this world." There is a [-]% chance of death, the sky shows four or nine, people can escape one of them, the Tao is everywhere."

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By the time the poor young man, who was busy in a daze, realized that there were other people around him under the cover of night, the young man in black clothes squatting on the wall of the courtyard gate had already been observing him for no longer than a stick of incense.

When the young man suddenly raised his eyes and looked over, the man was squatting on the wall beside the door with his arms and knees. He had a white face without beard, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of narrow and charming red and phoenix eyes. He was elegant and dignified, with a handsome face and a hint of something. Ruowu's feminine temperament was looking at him with great interest at this time, with a look of interest on his face.

Chu Yuanxiao suddenly felt a little funny at this time. He was already used to such battles, and he was not very panicked when he suddenly saw such a person. He just squatted on the spot without getting up, looking at the curious black man on the wall. The young man in clothes asked: "You practitioners, all of you like this kind of climbing on the wall?"

The young man in black across from him shrugged when he heard this and said nonchalantly: "I don't know much about other people. I don't like them very much anyway. How can climbing over a wall be as powerful as kicking down a door?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly changed his tone of voice. He flipped his wrists, pinched the orchid fingers, and said in a leisurely tone: "I saw that handsome young man, kicking open the door of Widow Wang's house next door, with his hands on his hips, high-spirited. He opened his mouth and shouted, 'Whose beautiful little lady is this? Your Mr. Su is here. Why don't you come to greet her quickly? When will we wait?'"

The young man in black squatting on the wall was just singing and chanting in such a pretentious manner. He didn't care at all about the look in the eyes of the young man squatting at the door of the house, as if he was looking at a fool. He was enjoying himself and saying "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk." , look at this ability to speak well, and then listen to this profound singing skills, you really can do it without learning, and you can understand it even without a few points. I must be the kind of first-rate genius whose talent as an actor was buried due to bad luck. !”

The poor young man squatting on the threshold couldn't stand listening anymore. He couldn't help but rolled his eyes and quickly found a step for him, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Me?" The young man in black looked interested and said with a smile, "My surname is Su. You can call me Su Sanzai. I am a foreigner."

Chu Yuanxiao nodded. Isn't this obvious?He looked at the young man, then at the wall he was squatting at, and said distressedly: "Stop rubbing against me. If you rub against me again, just wait until tomorrow to mix the mud with me and build a wall for me! Tell me, come to me again What is it for?"

Su Sanzai tilted his head and thought for a while, nodded and shook his head, smiling: "It's nothing, I'm just curious about you, so I wanted to come over and have a look."

"Curious?" Chu Yuanxiao was a little confused. A girl in red also said the same thing just now.

"Well..." Su Sanzai stood up from the wall, then jumped down gently, then looked at the young man and said with a smile: "I just want to see what kind of person he is who can survive under that Red Lotus Sacrifice Wine." ?”

Chu Yuanxiao was actually in a bad mood at this time, so he didn't want to talk too much in a roundabout way, and the guy opposite didn't look like a serious person, so he simply said: "Now that I've seen it, Can you go now? I’m going to bed, bye!"

As the young man spoke, he was about to turn around and go back to the house, not wanting to talk to that fool!
Looking back at the young man in black standing in the courtyard, it seems that the more unhappy the young man is, the happier he is. He smiled and said: "Why are you so angry at such a young age? Isn't it just a dead end? , why does it look like your dead grandpa?"

Good guy, one sentence can hit two sore spots. Whether or not this was intentional, from now on Chu Yuanxiao’s character “xiao” will be written backwards!
The young man who had turned around suddenly turned around, clenched his fists, stared at the young man in black with a cold face, gritted his teeth and said, "Want to fight?"

The young man in black couldn't help laughing, grinning loudly, and then the white teeth revealed glowed with a cold light: "Okay, if I can beat you, my surname will not be Su!"

Although he said that, he waved his hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you! Of course, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not!"

The young man's face was expressionless. Now he felt even more that this guy was a fool.

Su Sanzai, a young man in black, didn't care about this. He turned his head and glanced in the direction of Wufang Pavilion in the small town. Then he turned his head and deliberately lowered his voice and said to the young man: "I will tell you a secret. Do you want to hear it?"

The young man shook his head without hesitation.

The young man in black was not surprised when he saw this, and even seemed to think it was true, but what he asked was, "Aren't you curious?"

"Curious, but since it is a secret, it means that it will involve a lot of things. I don't think I can afford such a thing, especially now." After the boy finished speaking, he thought for a while and added, "Old drunkard As I said, knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.”

Su Sanzai couldn't help but touch his chin after listening to the young man's words. He looked at the young man up and down, and then sighed: "You are right, and the principle is the same, but didn't that old gentleman of yours tell you? , many times many things cannot be decided by you, at least not by you now?"

Chu Yuanxiao couldn't help but sigh when he heard the words, and squatted back on the threshold again. While hugging his knees with his arms, he said quietly: "Then you say it, I will listen."

Su Sanzai smiled and said, "You are quite obedient."

After he finished speaking, he walked back a few steps and leaned against the wall of the courtyard where he had just jumped off. He did not care at all that the loess on the wall would make his brand new and bright black gown no longer so delicate. Ran just crossed his arms and looked at the shabby young man who lowered his head and remained silent, and said slowly: "Actually, none of those foreigners come to you to discuss business, not just because you are actually a specious foreigner."

The poor boy still lowered his head and said nothing.

The young man in black who spoke did not care. He continued in a non-stop tone: "Your Yanguan Town is a very special place. There are many reasons why it is special. One of the more important ones is that the direction of this place will be in the near future." It is related to which family should the intellectual orthodoxy of Jiuzhou belong to in the next ten thousand years? It probably means that in the future, the rivers and lakes under the mountains, the immortal sects on the mountains, and the dynasty temples, etc. are all included. Who will be the leader in the next ten thousand years? To act based on family knowledge? The answer must start from here and seek the results!"

Chu Yuanxiao raised his head and glanced at the young man in black, then sat down on the threshold, staring blankly at the young man in black with a smile on his face, without saying a word.

Su Sanzai didn't pay attention to his direct gaze without any hesitation, and continued with a smile: "You are a bit lucky, it's a coincidence that you were picked up in such a place." After hearing this, the young man finally calmed down completely, and said curiously :"so what?"

"So your identity makes you seem to have the least future. People are not willing to waste [-]% of the sect's luck on you!" Su Sanzai's tone of voice was full of malice and gloating.

"But you said it's not just because of this." Chu Yuanxiao vaguely felt that his answer seemed to be somewhat contradictory to the meaning of the previous sentence.

Su Sanzai looked confused when he heard this, "Did I say that?"

"Didn't you say it?" Although it was a question, the young man's tone was very firm.

As a result, the young man opposite him shook his head openly and affirmed: "I didn't say anything."

The young man twitched his mouth, having some doubts about this guy's mind again, and stared at him without speaking.

The young man in black shrugged, squinted his eyes and looked at the young man's expression carefully, changed the topic and said slowly: "It's not a pity? Not angry?"

The young man didn't hesitate. After thinking for a while, he nodded first, then shook his head, "It's a pity, but I'm not angry."

Su Sanzai looked at the young man intently for a moment and said with a smile: "I'm very curious. You go around everything in your mind eight hundred times. When it comes to speaking out, most of them only have ten words. How did you get the habit of not being there?"

The young man was stunned, scratched the back of his head, and said: "The old drunkard said, talk less and do more, but don't live like a brainless fool with no heart."

Su Sanzai smiled and nodded, "That's a good saying. I have to write it down carefully. It's really a good thing to use your brain. If you don't use your brain when you go out, you will easily be deceived..."

Wisps of breeze blew slowly by.

The young man in black was interrupted mid-sentence, so he glanced at the scholar in blue who suddenly appeared not far away with a half-smile, then turned to the young man and said: "Hey, this shabby yard is really shining tonight. Come on! Boy, do you want to go to the foot of the mountain to the east and take a look to see if your two ancestral tombs are billowing with black smoke?"

As he said this, this young man who was definitely mentally ill in Chu Yuanxiao's eyes did not give him any chance to reply. He turned to look at the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said with a smile: "Why doesn't Mr. Cui study in the school?" Watching chess and playing scores? Why do you still have time to come here?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar opposite had a calm expression and bowed slightly, "Mr. Su has come a long way, so it would be rude not to go out to greet him."

Su Sanzai smiled and passed by without comment. He turned his head and looked at the down-and-out young man who had already stood up and was greeting the Confucian scholar. He smiled and said: "I wanted to talk to you more, but someone came so quickly. It's clear. You don’t want to talk more! I have a good mind and I can guess right! Then let’s do it next time?”

When the young man heard this, he first glanced at Mr. Cui, who was standing far away with a gentle expression, and then at the young man in black, without speaking or nodding.

Su Sanzai saw his actions in his eyes, and shook his head helplessly. With a flick of his wrist, a copper coin flew out from his cuff. It arrived in front of the young man in the blink of an eye, and then slowly floated in the cool air. The meaning spread out from it. The size of the copper coin seemed to be slightly larger than the shape of the official copper coins circulating in the market.

Following the action, Su Sanzai simply explained: "This thing is called winning money, and some people call it spending money. It is somewhat the same as the copper coins you commonly use, but it is also somewhat different. Most of the time, it cannot be used directly as money. Yes, the four characters engraved on this one for you read 'Fa Gu Xian Jin'."

The young man still felt a little strange about this magical method of controlling objects to fly. He had never heard of the so-called "beating money", and he did not reach out to pick it up rashly. He only listened to the calm voice of the young man in black continuing to ring in his ears. : "You and I had such a good chat today, and I like you so much, so I will give this money to you as a meeting gift. If there is anything that really cannot be solved in the future, you can hold this money in your hand and recite the four words silently. Just a word, I will help you solve it."

"What are the conditions?" The young man's eyes were clear and he didn't mean any surprise.

The young man in black grinned and couldn't help but snap his fingers, "Sure enough, the condition is that as long as you use this money, you will recognize me as half of your master."

Then he added: "But this is not included in your business in Yanguan Town. It is only a private matter between you and me."

"I am already on the road to death and cannot practice cultivation." The young man felt that he had to say this clearly in advance and be honest.

"I'm not blind!" Su Sanzai rolled his eyes when he heard this, and then said: "It doesn't matter, I am very capable and can teach you everything. If you can't practice, you can also learn other things, such as how to be a good person. A good cook!”

The young man subconsciously glanced at the private school teacher Mr. Cui who was standing quietly in the distance.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar didn't have much expression, he just looked here quietly. After noticing the young man's gaze, he hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said: "There are good and bad, each has its own pros and cons, whether you accept it or not. It’s up to you to choose to accept it…”

It can be regarded as a change of direction and acknowledgment of Su Sanzai's statement that "it's not a business, it's just a private matter."

In the middle of his words, Mr. Cui glanced at the young man in black with an indifferent expression, and then said solemnly to the young man: "The advantage is that Mr. Su is very capable and senior, and has some powerful means. The disadvantage is that once If you choose to worship him as your half-master, there may be some big causes and consequences that follow you, and you may even be in danger of your life."

Su Sanzai didn't mind the Confucian scholar's talk. He smiled meaningfully after he finished speaking and glanced at the serious-faced young man. Then he didn't say anything more. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said with a smile, "Now that we're here, , Mr. Cui, do you mind if I ask for a cup of tea?"

The Confucian scholar smiled and said, "It is in a remote location and there is no good tea. If you don't mind, Mr. Su, I will be happy."

The two of them nodded at the still confused young man at the same time, then walked side by side, took one step forward, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The young man was left in the dark night, his eyes were confused and he couldn't figure out his head.

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(End of this chapter)