Chapter 25 Old Man
Time is like water. It always flows slowly from people's hands unconsciously and never comes back.
A year has passed in the blink of an eye.
A mountain or a mountain, a small town or a small town, but is it still the people of the past?
Fifty miles east of the death marsh, there is a small town called Blackwater Town, which is named because it is close to the Blackwater River.
In these days, the national strength of the Chu Dynasty has been declining, and it has long been dead in name. In addition, a year ago, there were horse thieves and bandits everywhere, and they occupied the mountains as kings. Although the world did not complain, it did not take the Chu Dynasty seriously. However, no matter when, business travel can never be cut off.
Commerce is a very strange thing. Since its birth, it has been difficult to stop.
Although Blackwater Town is close to the notorious death swamp, there are still a large number of merchants who are willing to wade here. Because the fierce and dangerous place must also be a rich place of rare beasts and treasures.
These things are worth the risk of those businessmen.
Therefore, although Blackwater Town is a little remote, it is still prosperous.
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The sunset was shining, and the travelers on the road began to look for the inn.
Blackwater Inn, the largest inn in Blackwater Town.
There are eight tables in the hall, but each one is already seated. It doesn't look very narrow, but it's not spacious.
There was only one person sitting on a table, a young man in blue who seemed to be a little haggard.
His table was full of fish, but he didn't eat it. Instead, a one-meter-long, black snake was eating it. What's strange is that the snake is not swallowing, but chewing. When some good people look at it, they can see that the snake has a sharp tooth!
He is drinking himself! He is full of wine in front of him, which is good wine.
He is Ye Tian.
When Ye Tian has something on his mind, he will want to drink. Since he looked at Lu Xueqi, he has always been worried... Whenever I think of her, my heart can't stop hurting...
Sometimes, he suddenly wants to forget Lu Xueqi, but he can't forget Lu Han. Every time he thinks of Lu Han, Lu Xueqi's appearance can't stop surging into his mind again, and then his heartache again...
Take a sip of wine, pour it on the painful heart, and make it numb!
This is a self-deception. Ye Tian knows, but he can't change it!
A smile suddenly appeared on Ye Tian's face, a self-deprecating smile... Sometimes he felt that he was really cheap and incurable, and sometimes he felt that he was very cowardly, worse than ordinary people...
However, his heart determines his mind!
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Huqi Mountain, a cold secret room.
Gui Li came in again.
However, there is still a person standing in it this time, who is the ghost king.
The ghost king was dressed in a Confucian robe, with his back to Gui Li, and did not look back. He said, "You're back."
Gui Li looked at the man in front of him who regarded himself as a tool, but taught himself Taoism with all his money. There was no awe, gratitude or disgust in his eyes, but said lightly, "Yes."
Since he entered here, he has only seen the Baguio lying there, and there is no one else.
The ghost king said again, "There is a harvest."
said harshly, "No."
The secret room was completely silent, and there was no sound.
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When night comes, there is a room in the Blackwater Inn that is brightly lit.
Ye Tian stood alone at the table, and the candle lamp was placed on the corner of the table.
There was a piece of white paper on the table. Ye Tian held a brush in one hand and a wine pot in the other.
He is drinking and painting!
Who was he painting? He made him look so focused that he forgot to drink.
He can draw and paint very well, but he doesn't like painting, but now he can't help but want to draw her and present it in front of him...
The palette is on one side. He transports his pen like the wind and splashes ink on the paper...
The outline of a woman appeared in front of him...
The pen turns thin, and the woman's facial features are on the paper...
His eyes gradually blurred, as if his body and heart had sunk into it...
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Xiaozhufeng, looking at the platform.
Lu Xueqi appeared here on time.
Over the past year, she has slept very little every day. In addition to practicing, she came here.
Because only here can she unscrupulously release her feelings and the troubles in her heart.
The night wind came, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the bright moon was in the sky.
The moonlight is like water, shining on her face, like ice and frost.
"Sum"
With a sharp sound, Tianya's sword came out of its sheath, emitting a cold blue light, which seemed even colder in this night.
Then, the white figure danced crazily in the moonlight!
Sword dance, unbeatable!
She is crazy, but she knows that someone is crazy about her!
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Ye Tian began to drink wine. The more he drank, the more intoxicated he became. The more he drank the pen, the faster he became. The woman on the paper was more flexible. In the end, she seemed to be alive...
Three thousand green silks seem to dance with the wind... A white coat is better than the ice and snow all over the earth...
"Wow!" With a sound, Ye Tian finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood and completely destroying the painting that had just been painted...
His heart couldn't stop hurting again...
It hurts his soul, it hurts his bone marrow...
He curled up like this and lay on the table. His eyes reflected the ruined half of the painting, the person in the picture, and his eyes were gentle...
Next to the wine pot that fell to the ground, the wine was spilled all over the place...
The sprinkled blood dripped on the ground drop by drop along the edge of the table, bright red and desolate...
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In the morning, the sun shone through the window and shone on him.
He opened his eyes, stood up, and left the table that lay in the middle of the night. He casually extinguished the already bright candle, carefully put away this scrapped painting, looked at the mess all over the room, and couldn't help shaking his head gently and laughing.
His heart was no longer painful, and he had to go back to Qingyunmen, not to fly back, but to walk back.
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A small town in the south of Heyang City is called Huangsha Town.
In the evening, Ye Tian, who had been trekking for two months, walked on the street. He was about to find a pub to have a few sips. Suddenly, he heard a shout: "Predicting the journey of 50 years ago, it can break the fortune of 300 years, iron mouth divine appearance, pen judgment of yin and yang. If you want to know the fortune later, let's take a look!"
This sound seems to be a little familiar...
Following the sound, Ye Tian saw a big tree. There were two people standing under the tree, an old man and a young man with a fairy crane bone on his face, looking like a master, but a little girl who was about ten years old, clenched a string of sugar-coated haws in her hand and ate it with relish. It was so cute.
It's Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan.
At this moment, the Zhou Yixian holding a shabby hanging flag with the words "Immortal Pointing the Way" in his hand and was shouting loudly; while Xiaohuan's small eyes turned straight, looking around at the pedestrians and saying something to the old man from time to time.
"It turned out to be him." The corners of Ye Tian's mouth moved, smiled, and walked over...
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Twilight is amiable, the sky is full of wind and clouds, and dark clouds are coming. It seems that a storm is coming.
Outside, pedestrians rushing away, either rushing back to collect clothes, or rushing to an ordinary inn, or... Anyway, these people are always in a hurry...
Crossing this threshold and entering this tavern, it seems that you have come to another world.
A door is separated by two worlds.
The tavern is not very big, but it is very clean. There are six tables inside, but it is not crowded. They are all full of people... These people are talking loudly. While talking, they are spitting. The shopkeeper adds something according to everyone's requirements, inserting two sentences from time to time, which is very lively for a while.
There were three people sitting at a window table, but they didn't talk loudly.
It's Ye Tian, Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan.
There are a lot of good dishes on the table, such as roast chicken, roast goose, steamed fish... There is a full table. Monday Xian ate happily, and Xiaohuan ate very "lady", but Ye Tian did not move his chopsticks...
His eyes looked out of the window again.
He is thinking about the situation in the world that Zhou Xian just told him.
He didn't expect that such a big thing would happen a year ago.
There is a traitor in Qingyunmen!
The traitor turned out to be his younger brother who had never been masked!
The "Brother Zhang" in her mouth!
Now she must feel very uncomfortable. Ye Tian thought quietly, and his thoughts drifted further away.
With a glass of sake, the sadness did not decrease, but intensified.
At this moment, Zhou Yixian suddenly said, "I haven't seen you for eight years. You seem to have changed a lot."
Ye Tian said, "Who in the world can remain unchanged?"
He seemed to be asking something, but his tone was certain. Indeed, nothing in the world is immutable. You are changing, others are changing, and the world is also changing...
When Zhou Xian heard the words, he seemed to be full. He wiped his mouth and regained his appearance. He sighed, "Yes... Nothing in the world is immutable..."
In front of, Ye Tian had already stood up.
Zhou Yixian had guessed it, but he didn't get up.
There is no feast in the world. Since Zhou Yixian said the situation in the world, Ye Tian's heart is no longer here.
"Mr. Zhou, I have taken a step in advance." Ye Tian arched his hand to Zhou Yixian.
Monday Xianfu smiled faintly.
Ye Tian turned around and walked to the door. Finally, he disappeared into the vast night and the drizzle of cotton.
As soon as Ye Tian left, the high-level spirit on Zhou Yixian's face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were green. He grabbed the three ingots of silver ingots that Ye Tian left on the table in his hand, hid two, and left one to pay for wine and vegetables...
While packing up the ingots, he said to Xiaohuan, "How about it?"
Xiaohuan was still eating and said vaguely, "That's good!"
Monday Xian is full of black lines!
The candles are swaying, and the wind and rain outside seem to be bigger...