Chapter 329 Drunkard

Jianghu Ji...

Bai Choufei, the first villain in the world, killed tens of thousands of people in the game for 23 years, cut off his big brother Tianhui, killed 30,000 people under Tianhui, and dyed red in white clothes.

Since then, Bai Choufei has become the name of the first villain in the world.

I don't know how many people in the world are. I want to take away the head of the world's first villain, and I don't know how many people there are. I want to find out how he can kill more than 30,000 people alone, but no one can find him.

Because no one can think of it. A so-called first villain in the world will drink a liang of silver and 500 catties of wine in a dilapidated tavern, drunk like a dog...

Autumn, the leaves are rustling.

At the end of the street, there is a huge house, which seems to be the same as the yellow leaves on the branches. It is almost time to wither.

The two vermilion doors have not been opened for more than a year. The vermilion paint on the door has already peeled off, and the copper ring has rusted.

The voice has not been heard in the high wall for a long time. Only at the end of autumn and early summer does it occasionally come out of autumn insects whispering, and the birds chirling, but it sets off the loneliness and depression of this house.

There is a terrible legend among the rivers and lakes. It is said that this place is a haunted house!

Anyone who has been here, whether he is a monk, a wonder, or a beautiful woman, as long as they enter this gate, they will not have a good result in their life.

Now, there is no longer laughter and noise during the day, and there is no more brilliant lights at night. Only a lonely light on the small building in the back garden does not go out all night.

There seems to be someone waiting day and night upstairs, but no one knows what she is waiting for...

Outside the back wall, there is a small lane. When the wind blows, it is dusty. When it rains, it is muddy. The high wall blocks the sun, and there is almost no sunshine in the lane all year round.

But no matter how lowly and dark the place is, there are people living silently!

This may be because they have nowhere else to go, or because they are tired of life and would rather hide in such a place and be forgotten by the world.

There is a chicken feather shop in the lane. It sells some crude food in the front and three or five simple rooms in the back. The owner, Sun Tuozi, is a crippled dwarf.

Although he knew that there would never be any noble customers in this lane, he would rather wait for some despicable passers-by to come in for food and accommodation at a low price.

He would rather live his humble life here than go out and listen to people's ridicule, because he has learned that no matter how much wealth he has, he can't get peace in his heart.

Of course he is lonely.

Sometimes he will look at the lonely lamp upstairs of the huge house and meditate on himself: "The people upstairs, even if they are colorful, his life may be more painful and lonely than I am!"

More than a year ago, at dusk, a different guest came to this small shop. In fact, he was not wearing very expensive clothes, and he was not very special.

Although he is very tall and handsome, he seems to be very haggard. He has a sick face all year round, and he bends down and coughs from time to time.

He is really an ordinary person.

But when Sun Tuozi first saw him, he felt that he had many differences.

He did not laugh at the disability of Sun Tuozi, nor did he pay attention to it, let alone pretend to be particularly pitiful and sympathetic.

This kind of pity is sometimes more unbearable than ridicule.

He is neither picky nor praises about wine and food. He doesn't talk much at all.

The strangest thing is that he hasn't been out of the store since he first walked into this small shop.

When he first came, he chose a table in the corner to sit down and asked for a plate of dried bean curd, a plate of beef, two steamed buns and seven pots of wine.

After drinking the seven pots of wine, he asked Sun Tuozi to fill it up again, and then went to the last room to rest until dusk the next day.

By the time he came out, the seven pots of wine had been drunk.

Now, more than a year has passed. Every night, he still sits on the table in the corner, and still wants a plate of dried bean curd, a plate of beef, two steamed buns and seven pots of wine.

He coughed and drank. After drinking the seven pots of wine, he returned to the last room with another seven pots of wine and didn't show up until dusk the next day.

Sun Tuozi is also a drinker. He really admires this man's drinking ability. He has never seen a person in his life who can drink fourteen pots of wine without getting drunk.

Sometimes he couldn't help asking the origin of the person's name, but he still resisted it, because he knew that even if he asked, he would not get an answer.

Sun Tuozi is not a talkative person.

As long as the guest does not owe money for the wine, he is not willing to speak.

After several months like this, there was a particularly cold weather, and it rained for more than ten days in a row. At night, Sun Tuozi went to the back and found that the door of the room was open. The strange guest had coughed and fell to the ground, and his face was terribly red, just as red as blood.

Sun Tuozi helped him up, went to grab the medicine for him in the middle of the night, decoct the medicine, and took care of him for three days. Three days later, as soon as he got up, he began to ask for wine again.

At that time, Sun Tuozi knew that the man was looking for death by himself and couldn't help persuading him: "If you drink like this, no one will live long."

The man just smiled faintly and asked him, "Do you think I can live a long time without drinking?" What can you do if you live for a long time?

Sun Tuozi stopped talking.

But since that day, the two seem to have become friends.

When there were no guests, he would ask Sun Tuozzi to drink with him and chat. Sun Tuozzi found that this man really knew a lot.

There is only one thing he refuses to say, that is the origin of his name.

Once Sun Tuozi couldn't help asking him, "We are already friends. What should I call you?"

He hesitated for a long time before he replied with a smile, "I'm an alcoholic, a complete alcoholic. Why don't you call me an alcoholic?"

So Sun Tuozi found that this person must have a very sad past, so he didn't even want to mention his name, and he was willing to bury his life in a wine pot.

In addition to drinking, he also has a strange hobby.

That's a daze.

He always starts to be in a daze while drinking. He has been in a daze for a long time. He has seen him send a camel. He has been in a daze for a whole day and sits there without moving.

This is really a strange guest, which is terrible.

But sometimes the grandson hopes that he will never leave.

This morning, when Sun Tuozi got up, he found that the weather was getting colder and colder. In particular, he found an old cotton-padded jacket from the box and put it on, and then walked to the front.

This morning was no different from other mornings. The business was still very light. After several people who drove away, Sun Tuozi moved a bamboo chair to the door to grind to grind tofu.

As soon as he sat down, he saw two people riding around from the front.

There are not many people riding horses in the lane, and Sun Tuozi couldn't help looking at it.

Both of them were wearing apricot-yellow gowns. One in the front had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the other in the back had a hook-nosed nose, but the two had short beards under their chins. It seemed that they were only in their thirties.

The two people are not outstanding in appearance, but the apricot-yellow gown they wear is extremely dazzling. Neither of them pays attention to the grandson camel, but from time to time they raise their heads to visit the high wall.

Sun Tuozi continued to grind his tofu.

He knew that these two people would never be his customers.

The two of them walked through the lane and really went around to the front, but it didn't take long for them to go back from the other end.

This time, the two got off in front of the store.

Although Sun Tuozi has a strange temper, after all, he is a businessman. He immediately stopped and asked, "What do you want to eat and drink?"

The yellow shirt with thick eyebrows and big eyes said, "We don't want anything. We just want to ask you a few words."

Sun Tuozi began to grind tofu again, and he was not interested in talking.

The yellow-shirted man with a hook-nosed nose suddenly smiled and said, "Let's buy you. How about a penny in a word?"

Sun Tuozi's interest came again, and he nodded and said, "Okay."

As he spoke, he had stretched out a finger.

The yellow-shirted man with thick eyebrows and big eyes laughed and said, "Is this a sentence? The threshold for your business is really good.

Sun Tuozi said, "Of course this is a sentence."

He stretched out two fingers.

Hing-nosed man: "How long have you lived here?"

Sun Tuozi said, "It's been 20 or 30 years."

The eagle-nosed man said, "Who owns this house opposite you? Do you know?"

Sun Tuozi said, "It's the Li family."

Hawk-nosed man said, "What about the later owner?"

Sun Tuozi said, "The surname is Long, and his name is Long Xiaoyun."

The eagle-nosed man said, "Have you seen him?"

Sun Tuozi said, "No."

The eagle-nosed man said, "Where is his man?"

Sun Tuozi said, "I'm going out."

Hawk-nosed man: "When did you go out?"

Sun Tuozi said, "It was more than a year ago."

Hawk-nosed man: "Have you come back in the future?"

Sun Tuozi said, "No."

The eagle-nosed man said, "You have never seen him, how can you know him in such detail?"

Sun Tuozi said, "Their cooks often buy wine here."

The Hawk-nosed Man pondered for a long time and said, "Have any strangers come to ask you these two days?"

Sun Tuozi said, "No... If there were, I'm afraid I would have made a fortune."

The yellow-shirted man with thick eyebrows and big eyes smiled and said, "Let you make a little fortune today."

He threw out the ingot silver, and the two of them never asked anything else. They got on the horse and left together. On the way, they still couldn't help looking into the high wall.

Sun Tuozi looked at the money in his hand and muttered, "It turns out that sometimes it's easy to make money..."

He turned his head and suddenly found that the "dunkard" had come out somehow. He was standing there staring at the yellow man's way, with a thoughtful expression on his face and didn't know what he was thinking.

Sun Tuozi smiled and said, "You are early today."

The "alcoholic" also smiled and said, "I drank fast last night, and I ran out of food early this morning."

He lowered his head, coughed for a while, and suddenly asked again, "What day is it today?"

Sun Tuozi said, "September 14th."

The "alcoholic" suddenly had a strange blush on his pale face. He stared blankly into the distance and was silent for a long time before slowly asking, "Is tomorrow September 15th?"

This sentence really asked a lot of questions. Sun Tuozi couldn't help laughing and said, "After fourteen, it's naturally fifteen."

The "alcoholic" seemed to want to say something, but he bent down and kept coughing, coughing and pointing to the empty wine pot on the table.

Sun Tuozi sighed and shook his head and said, "If everyone had drunk like you, the wine seller would have been rich long ago."

There are lights on the small building in the back garden at dusk.

It's just that the grandson has been waiting for a long time, and he didn't wait for the drunkard.

He knew that maybe the drunkard would never come again.

Of course, the alcoholic is Bai Choufei. Bai Choufei never drank before. Now you won't get drunk no matter how much you drink.

Today is a special day. A year ago today, he walked out of Tianwang Town and had a bad reputation for life. He didn't regret it, but he was not happy at all. If there are no two people passing by, maybe he will still get drunk, and he will only get drunk.

But after seeing these two people, he couldn't get drunk. He didn't know these two people, but the horse they were riding. That's Li Yuan's horse. That kind of horse should never have been ridden under them!

Bai Choufei didn't even think about it, so he followed. He is now a villain, and there is no one more evil than him. But when he saw that his friend had something to do, he was still the Bai Choufei who didn't want to rush...

The place where the two horses arrived is not far away.

But when Bai Choufei arrived, the horse was still there, but the person was no longer there.

This small alley is not much wider than a ditch. Maybe this is not an alley at all, but just a ditch.

Walking along the ditch and reaching the end, there is a very narrow door. I don't know whose back door it is. In addition, there is no other way.

This is a dead end.

The back door is empty, and there is a dark red palm print in the place where the door is pushed.

Palm prints stained with blood.

It seems that even the sun doesn't want to shine on the ditches, and the alley is as dark as dusk.

It is darker behind the door.

When I opened the door, there was a disgusting stench coming.

It's bloody!

Then, they heard a strange voice, as if the beast was breathing before dying, and as if the devil was shouting in hell!

The sound comes from the ground!

There are more than a dozen people underground, closing their mouths and gritting their teeth, fighting like beasts!

No one opened his mouth, and he even refused to open his mouth even with a knife on his body.

Originally, there were 27 people, but now nine have fallen, and the remaining 18 are divided into two sides. The dominant one side is much more than the other.

There are thirteen of them, all wearing dark yellow clothes, most of which are rare outer swords in the world, and some people use an iron abacus.

There were nine people on the other side, but now there are only five left, and one of them is blind!

There is also a big man with a naked upper body. He has no blade.

His people are made of iron!

The cold light flashed, and a fish scale knife was cut on his left shoulder, as if it were cut in wood. The sharp blade was caught by his meat and embedded in his bones!

The man in yellow pulled the knife hard and couldn't stand it. The big man's iron palm had hit his chest, and he seemed to have heard the sound of his bones breaking.

"Bum", he was beaten and flew out.

But the big man's left arm could no longer be raised. Suddenly, he said in a low voice, "You retreat, I'll block them... back quickly!"

No one retreated, and no one answered.

A man who had fallen to the ground suddenly jumped up and shouted, "You can't retreat. We will take him out even if we die!"

This is a basement with lights burning all year round.

The lamp was embedded in the wall. Under the gloomy light, she turned out to be a woman, tall, big and fat woman. A scar scratched straight from the eyes with black blindfolds to the corners of her mouth.

Her right eye was blind, leaving only one left eye, staring at the big man.

There is nothing in this eye, only hatred, hatred... inexplicable hatred until death.

"Female butcher" Aunt Weng!

Who is this big man? Is it the iron armor that Li Yuanyi hasn't seen for many years?

That's right, it's really him!

Except for iron armor, who has such a hard bone!

Aunt Weng struggled and wanted to get up, stared at Tie Chuanjia, and said, "This man is ours. Except for us, no one can touch his finger, no one can..."

"Wo", the cold light flashed again, and she fell down again.

She will never stand up again this time!

But the rest of her eyes are still very wide, and she is still staring at the iron armor.

She died without pain or fear.

Because there is only hatred left in her heart. She can't feel anything except hatred.

Tie Chuanjia gritted his teeth, and he was stabbed with a sword again. He stamped his foot and said, "Are you really not going to leave? ...If you are all dead, how can you take me away?"

The blind man suddenly smiled and said, "We are all dead, and we will take your ghost away!"

Although his martial arts skills are more terrible than those with eyes, he is a blind man after all. When he is playing, he relies on his ears to "listen to the wind and distinguish the position".

No matter who moves his mouth, his ears will not be as smart as usual. He hasn't finished his two words, and his chest has been cut by a tiger head hook!

The hook was raised again, and there was a piece of bloody meat hanging on the hook.

Blood, meat!

Tie Chuanjia almost couldn't help vomiting.

He has also killed people, but he is by no means the murderer. Although his bones are hard, his heart is soft.

Now, his hands are almost soft and he can no longer kill people.

He suddenly shouted, "What if I die at your hands?"

The blind man said coldly, "What's going on here has nothing to do with us. We came here for you."

Another person said harshly, "If the Eight Yis of the Central Plains can't take your life with your own hands, you won't close your eyes!"

This man's face is full of numbness, using a length, one short and two knives, which is the only descendant of the "Yin and Yang Knife" of the Northern School, Gongsun Yu.

Tie Chuanjia suddenly smiled. At this moment, no one knew why he was laughing.

He smiled really creepyly and laughed, "It turns out that you just want to kill me with your own hands. It's easy..."

He punched the man in yellow in front of him with his backhand, and his body suddenly rushed to Gongsun Yu - the blade aimed at Gongsun Yu.

Gongsun Yu was shocked, and the short knife had pierced the chest of the iron armor!

The iron armor chest was still moving forward, gasping like a cow, and said, "Now... my debt can always be paid off!" Why don't you leave?"

Gongsun Yu's face was twisting, and suddenly he roared and pulled out the knife.

Blood splashed on his chest like raindrops.

His roar suddenly interrupted and he fell to the ground, with a three-foot spear sticking in his back.

The red scar on the head of the gun is still trembling.

Tie Chuanjia has also fallen down and is still repeating that sentence.

"My debt has finally been paid off... Why don't you leave?"