Chapter 160 Returning from Demon Slaying in the Rain, Growing Scarred
The ancient road is a tea shop in the deserted forest, and the rain is gurgling outside the window.
The tea seller wearing coarse cloth clothes used a bamboo stick to tinker with a few wisps of green smoke floating.
He sat on the threshold, leaning against the smoked blackened door frame, his five fingers stained with charcoal were gathered on his sleeves, and the rain dripped from the eaves in front of the worn soap shoes, ticking, and a bowl of coarse tea was placed on the windowsill, leaving the wind to the wind
Blowing rain falls.
The taste of tea is always bitter first, and then sweet.
The old man looked at the dense rain.
Waiting for the boy to return.
No umbrella on rainy days.
The road ahead is difficult.
He lived at the foot of Qingping Mountain for most of his life, and it was the first time he had seen such heavy rain.
It seems that it will never stop.
finally.
The old man saw a figure gradually becoming clear at the end of the storm and muddy road. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
The torrential rain hit the boy, like fog and smoke.
Vaguely in.
The old man seemed to think of himself when he was young.
Those years passed.
He had seen the willows swaying and apricot flowers flying by the flower stream.
He has seen the peach blossoms in the wilderness and the pear blossoms in front of the mountain.
He has seen the scorching summer sun and the strong wind in autumn.
I have also seen the world of frost and white in the middle of winter.
Unfortunately.
He did not walk through such a prosperous spring, summer, autumn and winter, and chose to live in seclusion in the mountains.
On this road.
He has seen countless dream-chasing people wearing white clothes roaming the world.
But for the first time I saw a young man returning from heavy rain.
He left without any rush or impatience.
Rumble!
The sky is lightning and thunder.
Suddenly.
A thunder sent a talisman.
The tea seller rolled up his sleeve and pinched it in his palm, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
When I looked at the boy again, the wrinkles between my eyebrows quietly unfolded and I laughed haha.
Feng Siniang, who was selling wine, held an umbrella and chased the boy in the wind and rain.
The boy stopped.
Although his clothes were completely wet.
Still took the umbrella.
Thank you respectfully.
Waiting for Gu Yusheng to enter the yard and change his clothes.
Feng Siniang glared at the tea seller angrily: "Is it funny? Old guy, heartless!"
"Hahaha!"
The tea seller stood in front of the eaves and smiled freely. Gradually, tears fell from the corners of his eyes and said to Feng Siniang: "This world is not romantic at all. I have grown old before I have walked through it."
"Stop being sad about spring and autumn."
Feng Siniang put her hands on her hips, a little worried.
"The demonic aura on this kid is terrible. Are you afraid that he will be too tainted and will lose his mind?"
The tea seller picked up the tea placed on the windowsill and savored it slowly, one bowl of tea and half a bowl of rootless water.
“So what?”
The tea seller's turbid gaze became unprecedentedly bright, as if it had been washed by rain.
"I'll just wash the Huaxi River."
Feng Siniang gave a blank look at the tea seller and lowered her voice, "He killed so many monsters, not just to sharpen the sword in his hand, right?"
The charcoal seller glanced at Gu Yusheng who was tidying up his belt in the backyard and said, "It is normal for you to pursue fame and fortune when you are young. Brew more good wine. When he is on the list of demon-killing one day, we will drink one too.
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"Get out of you, who will drink with you!"
Feng Siniang looked at the charcoal seller in disgust and walked towards the backyard.
"Brother, I have been here for three months. Have you ever been there all this thousand miles of Qingping?"
Gu Yusheng changed into a blue shirt, walked over to cook a pot of tea for Old Man Qiao and Feng Siniang Wen, poured half a bowl for each of them before sitting down at the old table.
His eyes were particularly bright, and he took out many rare mountain fruits from the spirit gourd and placed them in the bamboo basket on the table. "Qingpingzhou is really big, but it is a little sparsely populated. I plan to rest for one night and go into the mountain to kill the demons tomorrow.
What do the two seniors want to eat? I'll do it."
Feng Siniang and the charcoal seller were silent as they looked at the hundreds of wild fruits placed in the bamboo basket.
This boy.
It's really a long way to go.
Going to many places.
Feng Siniang stood up and said, "Brother, my sister is actually very good at cooking. Please rest, and my sister will show you my skills."
She felt a little sorry for the boy.
Although he was wearing a blue shirt, the secret wounds on his body could not hide his nose.
This has to go through many life-and-death battles, and blood coagulation is hidden.
She suddenly felt.
This boy is very bitter.
This trip to the world.
Is it really worth it?
His eyes fell on the boy's chest, and the red rope was still clean and not contaminated with any blood.
It must be the thing that a boy cherishes most in his life.
Feng Siniang got up and went to the backyard.
The Charcoal Seller was silent for a moment and said, "Boy Gu, do you have your name on the Demon Slaying List?"
Gu Yusheng nodded.
The tea seller took out a special nasolabial card and said, "If you understand, then work harder, what about your sect order."
Gu Yusheng took off the sect order from his waist and handed it to the tea seller, watching the tea seller merge the special nasolabial card with the sect order and turn it into a more profound sect order.
"Senior Qiao, what is this?"
Gu Yusheng couldn't help asking.
The tea seller replied casually: "It's similar to the Demon-Slaying Order of the Holy Academy Shushan. How many ghosts have you fought with in the past three months?"
Gu Yusheng thought about it and said unsatisfiedly: "Very few, most of them are unaware of it."
"When the rain stops, I will take you to a place." The charcoal seller got up, grabbed a few medicine bags from his pocket on the wall and threw them into the medicine barrel. "Don't work so hard in the future. Go into the mountains after dark, and it's dawn.
Then come back and treat the injuries on your body first."
Gu Yusheng looked a little embarrassed: "Senior, did you see it?"
"I'm just old and not blind."
The tea seller pointed to Gu Yusheng's clothes, and the wounds after being fought by monsters, and blood was still flowing.
Gu Yusheng was soaked in the wooden barrel with misty water and frowned. There were traces of being scratched and bitten by monsters on his body, some were old injuries and some were new injuries. These scars were his face to the group of monsters, or
The wounds left by powerful sixth-level monsters when fighting.
These months.
He was immersed in the way of killing demons and washed his sword with demon blood!
Every day, I'm experiencing life and death!
In Gu Yusheng's opinion, those powerful monsters were just ruthless merit points on the Demon Slaying List.
The sound of rain outside the window is dripping.
Gu Yusheng leaned against the wooden barrel and his sleepiness came.
Feng Siniang set up a table of dishes and asked, "Where are people?"
"Sleep."
The tea seller sat by the fire pit.
Feng Siniang hugged her arms and said, "Or why don't you gather the monsters in the mountains and I'll get some medicine to help the rest of my life."
The tea seller raised his eyelids and looked at Feng Siniang with a strange look, "Do you look down on the old antiques in the Holy Academy Shushan, or do you have the flesh growing in other places?"
"It's a hindrance to you?"
Feng Siniang deliberately sat opposite the tea seller, even raised her legs and swayed her toes.
"Or what if you pass on your skills to him, and I will pass on his skills to use poison, is that okay?"
The tea seller smiled, the deeper the wrinkles on his eyebrows, the charcoal fire reflected his eyes deeper, and Feng Siniang, who had no charm in his eyes, said deeply to the fire pit: "It's not your fault for studying it."
The poison of life is always inferior to the Tang family's poison. The second son of a thousand years old can't get up. If you can't overcome that hurdle, your mood will be flawed."
Feng Siniang was unexpectedly silent.
The tea seller looked out the window.
"If you want to learn skills, the collection of scriptures in Qingyun Sect is enough for him to learn most of his life. If Gu Bai wants to teach, he should have taught him when he first learned to walk, but he only taught him the principles of literacy and being a human being."
"Old Qin carried a sword and was in the world, but he only taught the fourteen basic sword moves. Do you think we will learn it when we teach it?"
"No, he won't learn."
"He has a heart of enlightenment, he has a merciful Buddha. If he wants, he can dominate the world in Qingyun Town, but you have to understand that if he has all these, he will not be able to come here again
, I can’t see the green mountains and fields!”
"So, you and I don't know how deep he is in his attachment to kendo."
"You and I don't want him to walk in the wind and rain, but many people hope that he will die quietly in the wind and rain, and it's not a word!"
"He just has no choice."
"But so what?"
"Who has never been ups and downs on this road of life? Only by seeing poor mountains and bad waters, desolate weeds, and walking through mountains and rivers, will the willows and flowers be bright!"
The tea seller looked back and looked straight at Feng Siniang, with a murderous intent appearing in his eyes.
"Si Niang, if you don't understand this principle and simply want to teach him skills, it will only harm him. If you do that, I will kill you with my own hands."
Feng Siniang shivered.
"I just say it casually."
"You're so scary?"
"When did you know so many truths when did you know?"
The tea seller sighed and said, "I picked up a few books that Gu Bai left behind in my spare time."
Feng Siniang said in confusion: "Do you know Gu Yusheng is here to pick up the bookcase, but he just locks it up. If he doesn't ask, don't you really leave it to him?"
"When it's time to give, it will give it." The tea seller walked to the table, "Otherwise, he would have to bear the entrusted trust of his old friend. Instead of letting him die in the distant Jingting Mountain, it would be better to die in Qingpingzhou."
Feng Siniang came over and knocked on the bowl with a bang.
"Shut your crow's mouth."
The tea seller no longer speaks.
Feng Siniang looked at her and said in a low voice: "You don't understand the thoughts of young people. Jingting Mountain hides the girl he is thinking of. He works so hard that he will eventually embark on the road to Jingting Mountain. By the way, you really believe it.
That nerd named Mo, who betrays the human race, will he defect to the demon of Tian Yao City?"
"No, although Mo Daizi is rigid, he won't do such a thing."
"You can see that any tea seller can't tell you, but don't you understand the old antiques in the Holy Academy Shushan?"
Feng Siniang showed sarcastic expressions and disgust.
The tea seller sighed lightly.
"Do you think the Holy Academy Shushan is really the Pure Land on Earth? Everyone is bathed in the words of the saints, and their hearts are towards the light? There are always places where the light cannot be shined. This is the Great Qi Alliance, and isn't it the same as the Demon Slaying Alliance? The demon clan is strong,
Some people can't kill the demon clan and will always find ways to attack their own people. Don't the little guys from Qingyun Sect play well with this? Do you think they don't understand, but in fact, those who wrongly accuse others of others are in their hearts.
I understand more than anyone whom I wronged."
Feng Siniang was indifferent.
"It's not interesting."
The tea shop became quiet.
The two old men waited for the rain to stop.
When the evening breeze comes.
Gu Yusheng woke up.
The meal has been warmed up two or three times.
Under the candlelight, the teahouse is filled with fireworks.
Gu Yusheng, who had eaten and drunk enough, watched the night fall, took off the wine from his waist, and drank a drink, and said, "Senior Qiao, take me into the mountain. I want to see if the sword art you mentioned is really difficult.