After a while, Li Qiye finished eating the sweet potato in his hand and reached out to take it again, but the old man blocked Li Qiye's hand, took the dustpan over, and stopped giving it to Li Qiye.
"Is this the case?" Li Qiye couldn't help but said with a smile: "I'm just going to eat two of your sweet potatoes. Is there any need to rob them?"
"It's useful. This is my food. I want two more for dinner." The old man showed no mercy at all. He hugged the sweet potato and looked like Li Qiye was trying to snatch his sweet potato. He looked like a miser.
, which makes people a little bit laughable.
"At least you will still have something you care about." Li Qiye said with a smile: "At least you will leave a dinner for yourself. If you don't leave a dinner for yourself, then you are really indifferent, then you are really indifferent.
It’s waiting to die.”
"Waiting to die does not mean starving to death." The old man held the dustpan, took out a sweet potato, and ate it slowly, not sparing any bit, cherishing his food very much.
"That's right." Li Qiye couldn't help but be silent for a moment at these words.
When a person lives and waits for death, he does not mean to starve himself to death, not to mention that the old man in front of him will not starve to death. At the same time, he wants to keep himself alive and at the same time, he is waiting to die. What a helpless life it is.
"The most painful thing in living in this world is that you are obviously waiting for death, but it is far away." After a while, Li Qiye couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Aren't you in pain?" The old man raised his head, glanced at Li Qiye, and said, "I buried the people I cared about, the people I loved, and the people who loved me with my own hands...even when I was clearly alive in the world, but...
Never meet again. I was just waiting to bury myself, but you buried too many."
The old man's words made Li Qiye silent for a moment. The old man was right, but he was so painful that he was numb.
"Who is not like this? The Great Emperor, the Immortal King, and the Nine Realms Immortal Emperors will all bury the people around them. Unless they die earlier than the people around them, they will still not be able to escape even if they hide in the place of exploration.
." Li Qiye sighed softly, then raised his head, looked at the old man, and said, "Is this the reason why you took this path?"
"No." Regarding Li Qiye's words, the old man denied it. He slowly ate the sweet potato and said, "I just wanted to leave. Suddenly everything faded away. The only destination is death."
"It's a good thing to be able to let go." Li Qiye couldn't help but sigh softly, then reached out to the old man for sweet potatoes and said, "Here, give me one."
"No." The old man refused and said.
"If you don't want to give it, you have to give it." Li Qiye didn't say anything and immediately started to grab it. The old man immediately guarded the dustpan and refused to give it to Li Qiye.
For a moment, the two of them were like mortals, using brute force to grab it. The two of them were rolling on the ground for a while. Li Qiye insisted on grabbing one, but the old man would not give it up even to his death.
If an outsider could see such a scene, they would definitely be stunned. One is the mastermind behind the Nine Realms, and the other is the all-powerful Immortal Emperor of the Nine Realms, acting like a rogue for a sweet potato.
snatch.
"Are you still a human being? I, an eighty-year-old man, have worked hard to grow a few sweet potatoes to satisfy my hunger, but you actually robbed me of all my rations. Do you still have the nerve to claim to be the mentor of the Immortal Emperor?" The old man refused to obey and pointed.
He screamed and said, looking extremely pitiful.
After all, Li Qiye was young and strong. He finally snatched a sweet potato from the old man's hand, kicked him unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "Fuck you, I climbed dozens of mountains with great difficulty.
I just found you in this place where no one poops. I didn’t even have a sip of water, let alone a pot of fairy tea! So what if I snatch a sweet potato from you now!”
"Son of a bitch" the old man hugged his dustpan, glared at Li Qiye, and muttered.
"You're right, the bastard will live for ten thousand years." Li Qiye peeled the sweet potato and ate it leisurely, saying: "I have lived longer than you. If I am a bastard who has lived for ten thousand years, you are a thousand-year-old bastard."
Bastard!"
"Stop pretending to be old with me!" the old man muttered, "I am an old man who works at sunrise and rests at sunset, and I work so hard to grow a grain of food, and you actually take it away from me."
"Yes, I want to wait for you to starve to death." Li Qiye finished the sweet potato in his hand in the blink of an eye and said, "You are waiting to die anyway, starving to death is a good way to die."
"Fuck you!" the old man glared and cursed at Li Qiye.
"Hey, you have to be gentler when you speak. You are also an Immortal Emperor after all. Besides, I will only eat a few sweet potatoes from you. Do you need to be so excited?" Li Qiye said with a smile: "You are young.
At that time, it was just a waste of family wealth. You were so heroic and generous back then, and you spent hundreds of millions of gold."
"That was then, and now is now." The old man said calmly: "You have a million gold in your pocket and you only have a morsel of food in your pocket. Do you think you will give away a million gold to others, or divide the ration?
Give it to someone?”
"It seems to make sense." Li Qiye laughed, then stretched out his hand and said, "I'm eighty full, here's another one."
"Don't dream." The old man immediately refused and hugged his own dustpan.
"You have to give it even if you don't give it." Li Qiye didn't care whether he gave it to him or not. He immediately started to grab it. The old man hugged it tightly, but it was still not as good as the young and strong Li Qiye. In the end, Li Qiye snatched a sweet potato.
After Li Qiye finished eating in three or five times, he patted his belly and said with a smile: "I'm reluctant. Although I didn't drink the fairy tea, it's better to eat a few sweet potatoes, otherwise the trip will be in vain."
"I didn't invite you here." The old man said unceremoniously.
Li Qiye didn't care and said leisurely: "I know you didn't invite me. But your odor of abandonment by gods can be smelled throughout Qingzhou. As soon as I climbed up to Qingzhou, I smelled your stench of abandonment by gods.
The ghost is disgusted with the stench, so he came to steal your food rations!"
"What kind of Immortal Emperor Mentor is just a robber and a gangster?" The old man was dissatisfied with Li Qiye and muttered.
"You are right." Li Qiye laughed and said: "I am just a robber and gangster, robbing from the nine realms to the tenth realm. As long as I, Li Qiye, want something, I will rob it without giving it to you. This is a must!"
The old man could only look at Li Qiye. No one could do anything against such a gangster, not even the Great Emperor and the Immortal Emperor of the Nine Realms.
After Li Qiye finished eating this sweet potato, he stopped trying to snatch it from the old man. He smiled and said, "There is no need to be so dissatisfied. I will only come to you once in millions of years, even if I snatch two sweet potatoes from you."
It only happens once in millions of years. After this time, I got out immediately."
"It's better to get out now." The old man said without any intention of staying as a guest.
"No rush, no rush." Li Qiye said leisurely: "How about you keep your manners? You are also an Immortal Emperor after all. When you were in the Nine Realms, you were also very graceful, and you could be regarded as a girl who fell in love with you.
A handsome young man. Although he has become a bad old man now, he will not become like a miser."
The old man held the dustpan and stopped talking. He was protecting the two lonely sweet potatoes, which he planned to use for dinner.
"If it weren't for the stench of your abandonment, I wouldn't have been able to tell that this bad old man like you was the Immortal Emperor who was proud of the world back then." Looking at the old man's appearance, Li Qiye couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
said.
The old man in front of him was an invincible Immortal Emperor. When he was young, he could be said to be handsome and heroic. Especially after he became the Immortal Emperor, he made goddesses and demons fascinated by him. He once married the most beautiful woman as his wife.
After he came to the Tenth Realm, he was smiling proudly, with unparalleled imperial grace. In the Tenth Realm, he married the most beautiful woman of the demon clan of that era.
Time passed, and long years passed, and an unparalleled Immortal Emperor of the Nine Realms turned into a sickly old man, who could not even eat three meals a day.
"The skin cannot withstand the passage of time." The old man said very calmly, even a little feebly, as if he was hungry and not full.
Of course, it's not that the skin can't withstand the passage of time. As an invincible existence like the Immortal Emperor, he can make himself unparalleled in appearance and power at any time and anywhere to suppress the nine heavens and ten places. It's just that the old man gave up his skin.
"If I want to say something to you, I just want to say that it's good to be alive." Li Qiye looked at the old man and finally said slowly.
The old man still held the dustpan and refused to let go. He raised his head, looked at Li Qiye seriously, and finally said slowly: "Do you really think it's good to be alive?"? The old man's eyes were dim, but he was serious, which made Li Qiye silent.
After a moment, he finally nodded seriously and said: "In the long years, there has been a lot of pain and a lot of helplessness, but no matter what, I will still live. At least I have not achieved my goal. I have been persistent all my life.
I will not give up my pursuit, so I will keep living!"
"Fight to the end." The old man said holding the dustpan.
Li Qiye nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I will not die until the end. No matter who wants me to die, I will not die. I will always live.
, living or not is a kind of torture!”
"Having goals is great, having dreams is wonderful." The old man said as he looked outside with his dim eyes. He didn't know if he could see the scenery outside clearly.
"Everyone can have a dream," Li Qiye said.
"Are you encouraging me to go to the final battle?" The old man retracted his dim eyes and said, "It's a pity that your trip was in vain. I am a god abandoned by ghosts. I am a dead and alive person, and I don't even have that way."
I can't even cross the threshold, and the battlefield is not open for me at all. No matter who looks at me, I'm afraid they will hide far away. If not, I will follow and fight!"
"Forget it, if I go with you, wouldn't it mean that everyone becomes weak?" Li Qiye shook his head and said: "I'm not here to encourage you to engage in the final battle or anything, and you won't be able to fight either." (Unfinished)