Chapter 112: Shocking Changes in the Ancient Temple
Dingtian Novels .dtxsj. Seeing the shiny black wine gourd, the old man surnamed Xu’s eyes suddenly lit up. *Ella Bookstore .26book.
He took the wine gourd without hesitation, and while unscrewing the cork, he laughed at himself: "I have three great things in my life: good books, good poetry, and good wine! I once wanted to write a thousand poems drunkenly, but I was ashamed of myself.
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"If you are still empty-handed, then we are all ignorant schoolchildren!" Qin Yun said with a smile.
When the cork was opened, the rich aroma of the wine immediately wafted out. The old man named Xu was horrified. He took a deep breath and praised: "Good wine! It smells like Fenjiu from Lu County Dechuan, or Laojiao puree!"
Qin Yun gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Xu is brilliant!"
The old man surnamed Xu almost couldn't wait to take a sip, and after savoring it carefully, he sighed: "It's Fenjiu puree. I was given half a cup by my teacher thirty years ago. Now the aftertaste is really endless. Thirty years...
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There was a look of nostalgia on his face, but he returned the wine gourd to Qin Yun.
Qin Yun was stunned for a moment: "Uncle Xu, why don't you drink it? If you like it, I'll give you this gourd wine!"
"One sip of good wine is enough!" The old man surnamed Xu shook his head and said: "It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality! I am afraid that if I drink too much of such a good wine, I will never be able to drink any other wine in the future!"
He forced the wine gourd back into Qin Yun's hand.
"He doesn't want it, I want it!"
Among the group of merchants, there was a burly man who was obviously aroused by the aroma of wine. He couldn't help but come over and said to Qin Yun: "I'll buy it with money, my friend, please give me a price!"
He clenched a few gold coins in his hands and stared at Qin Yun with a somewhat provocative look. The fierce and ferocious expression on his face scared the two children and quickly shrank back behind their parents.
Qin Yun refused without hesitation: "I won't sell it!"
"Huh?" The sturdy man's thick eyebrows stood up, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times, and he said loudly: "It's okay to give it to others to drink for free, but you can't sell it to me? Do you look down on me, Lord Tiger?"
Qin Yun looked calm, patted the wine gourd and said calmly: "I can give my wine to anyone, but I really don't know you, the boss, and don't speak so loudly. ( ) It's not good to scare children!
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"You have the guts!" The big man's eyes were filled with fierceness, and he took a step forward and shouted: "Do you want..."
"Four Tigers!"
Before he finished speaking, another middle-aged man from the merchants ran over in a hurry. He grabbed him and shouted: "Don't mess with me here, go back!"
This middle-aged man has an ordinary appearance, but his eyes are sparkling. While suppressing the big man, he said apologetically to Qin Yun and others: "I'm sorry! This brother of mine is talking nonsense without knowing what's right, so please don't take offense!"
He pulled hard and pulled the big man back who refused to give up.
Qin Yun smiled and didn't care about the other party.
The burly man who was pulled back to his position was extremely unconvinced and said angrily: "Brother, what are you doing? I didn't even think about doing anything to them. Why do you have to lower your head to show weakness and inflate other people's ambitions to destroy your own prestige!"
"I don't know your temperament yet?" The middle-aged man said with a sullen face and lowered his voice: "We travel around the world as escorts and make good friends when we go out, but we are all as reckless as you, and we don't even know we are causing trouble!"
The middle-aged man had a high prestige, and the big man who caused the trouble just swallowed his breath. He kept a sullen face and said nothing.
He didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all. He just bought a gourd of wine. Seeing that Qin Yun was only at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining, even with the two guards of the old man named Xu, he was no match for him.
What's there to be worried about when the strong are respected?
Of course the middle-aged man could see what the big man was thinking, but he didn't explain much.
Here, the old man named Xu and others finished their dinner. The maids and servants were collecting the dishes together, and the two restless children were playing around Qin Yun, mixed with the young woman's loving scoldings, which was quite enjoyable.
Qin Yun saw that the two of them were really pink and cute, so he picked a piece of wood from the pile of firewood next to them.
He pulled out the small dagger he carried with him, split the wood into two pieces, picked up one piece and started cutting on it. ( )
The two little children watched Qin Yun move his dagger like flying, and the wood in his hands quickly took on a human-like shape. They couldn't help but gather around and watch with wide eyes.
The curious looks of the two men made Qin Yun smile slightly, but he took action without any pause. In just half a stick of incense, a statue of the Monkey King was born in his hands.
The craft of making wood carvings was taught to him by Qin Yang back then. Qin Yang often went back to the Yunwu Mountains to cut down the best wood to make furniture, and sold it to the town in exchange for rice and grain. Such gadgets were usually made from scraps.
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Qin Yun liked it very much back then. He was extremely talented in this area and could quickly complete it by himself.
Monkey King Monkey King Monkey King is a mythological figure in the vast nine states. It is said that he was born as a stone monkey. In order to pursue the immortal way, he cut wood and made a boat to travel east to Yingzhou. He became a disciple of the immortal and learned Taoism, thereby developing supreme supernatural powers.
In order to resist the rule of Jiuxiao Tiangong, it fiercely fought against the gods and made trouble in the Tiangong, and was finally suppressed under Jiuyou.
The myth of the Monkey King is the favorite story of the children in Shangye Village, and Qin Yun is no exception. The statue of the Monkey King he carved is only the size of a palm, but it is lifelike and full of hair, making the eyes of the two children shine.
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"This is for brother..." Qin Yun handed the statue of the Monkey King to the boy, who took it happily.
The little girl pursed her lips in disappointment, her eyes were red and she was about to cry. Qin Yun quickly coaxed: "Don't be anxious, I will carve the moon palace Chang'e for you again!"
The little girl suddenly broke down in tears and smiled, holding Qin Yun's sleeve and refusing to let go, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
At this time, the wind and rain outside became stronger and more urgent. You could still faintly hear thunder coming from the clouds in the night sky. Countless hailstones fell on the roof of the hall, making dense crackling sounds.
A gust of wind carried raindrops and blew in through the open door of the palace. A merchant guard who was sitting closer frowned, stood up with a curse, and picked up a broken door panel next to him to block the door.
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Even if it can't be completely blocked, it will at least be much better.
Bang!
But just as the warrior was raising the door panel, a huge force suddenly surged from outside, knocking him out together with the door panel and almost falling into the big bonfire.
"What's going on!"
"Who is it?"
The guarding warriors nearby stood up in shock and anger, and many of them even picked up swords and weapons.
Qin Yun's right hand, which was carving the wooden statue, trembled slightly, and the sharp dagger blade was cut down by half a minute. He stopped and looked at the entrance of the hall, his dark eyes flashing with sharp light!
The cold wind blew, and an old man in black robe stepped into the hall with the coldness of winter night.
With a short stature, a gray and black robe covered with a blood-red cloak, a bamboo hat on his head, and a long sword in his hand, he looked like a wandering swordsman.
The slender face was full of lust, and the hooked nose and thin lips carried a cruel coldness. When he scanned everyone in the hall with his narrow eyes, the temperature in the hall seemed to suddenly drop to freezing point.
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"I'll fuck your motherfucker!"
The samurai who fell to the ground pushed open the door panel that was pressing on him. A carp jumped up and cursed at the old man in black robe, clenched his fist and smashed towards him!
"stop!"
The middle-aged man who had dissuaded the burly man just now shouted to stop him, but he was too late!
A bright sword light suddenly flashed between the two of them. The warrior's whole body froze as if he was stone-cold. The punch was already weak and weak halfway through the swing.
He stared blankly at the old man in black robe, his eyes full of shock and disbelief. There was a trace of blood on his neck, and little bits of bright red blood slowly seeped out.
The next moment, the warrior's head rolled to the ground, a large stream of blood spurted out from the fracture, and a strong smell of blood suddenly filled the hall!
"ah!"
The two children who witnessed this tragic scene screamed in horror. Their parents quickly held them in their arms and retreated inside. Two followers with martial arts skills immediately drew their weapons and stepped forward to protect the old man named Xu.
The old man in black robe stared nervously and warily at the door.
"cao! Lao Qi!"
"He killed Lao Qi!"
"Stand shoulder to shoulder to avenge Lao Qi!"
Seeing the tragic death of their companions on the spot, all the merchant guards were stunned. Soon the crowd became excited and they all wanted to cut the old man in black robes into pieces!
Then before they could rush up, an invisible force of pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall, and the cold murderous intent was like a basin of ice water poured on the heads of the warriors, causing their boiling blood to suddenly cool down!
Innately strong!
That's right, only the innately powerful can unleash such terrifying pressure and shock!
When they understood what kind of person their opponent was, all the warriors felt that their legs and arms were extremely heavy. They retreated involuntarily, their eyes were black and their mouths were dry. They still had the courage to take action.
Among these dozen warriors, there are many people who have reached the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining. However, under the pressure of this black-robed old man, they only felt like weak babies, completely vulnerable to a blow!
Several businessmen hid behind the guards, their legs trembling, and they were scared out of their wits.
But the old man in black robe had no intention of taking action. He walked straight into the hall, completely ignoring the people on both sides, until he stood in front of the old man named Xu.
The two guards of the old man named Xu were immediately stressed, but they still gritted their teeth and held on to their weapons.
"Are you the world-famous Zhongguan Yushi Xu Jingye?" the old man in black robe asked calmly.
Although the old man surnamed Xu is just an ordinary person, in the face of the imposing manner of the old man in black robes, he still straightened his chest and remained calm, and replied in a deep voice: "That's me. I wonder if you have any advice?"
The old man in black robe smiled sternly and said: "I was asked by someone to advise you that Lingyang is not the place you should go. It's not too late to turn back now!" (This site.. Your support is my greatest support.
