Chapter 643 Thunderbolt kills the soul of the wild ancestors, Lan Lingji begs for mercy!
The frost forests and the ancient roads are desolate, and the thousand-year-old demon pass has been buried in history.
The wine in the cold courtyard is swaying in the snow, wisps of smoke from cooking are rising, and the air is filled with the strong aroma of wine.
Gu Yusheng followed Qin Jiu, letting the snowflakes swell, and walking without any rush or slow down.
"A restaurant, come with a pot of rice wine and make a stove."
Qin wine enters the wine shop and knocks on the door with the joints of the middle finger of the index finger.
Old Man Shuangchen, who was repairing horse hooves, turned around, glanced at Qin Jiu, looked at Gu Yusheng, and then lowered his head to concentrate on doing things, "Sit for a while."
Qin Jiu nodded.
When I walked into the house, I saw that there was only one table in the restaurant, and it was still in the air vein.
Gu Yusheng saw that the wind was pouring from north to south, so he was about to move the table. Qin Jiu sat down first and said calmly: "Yusheng, people are in the world, and guests follow the guests. This radius of a hundred miles is just a restaurant, so don't offend the owner.
Now.”
Gu Yusheng sat down before he sat down. There was a sound of hammers knocking on horse nails outside the courtyard. Although the date yellow horse tied to the wooden stake was thin, it was very wild. He kept resisting his master's tame and started to quarrel with the horse.
Seeing this, Gu Yusheng thought to himself for a while. When he thought of Mr. Qin waiting for wine in the cold wind, he felt a little anxious and secretly used a sword force to calm the date yellow horse.
Old Man Shuangchen nailed the horseshoe as he wished, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with an iron hammer.
Suddenly, the old man Shuangchen raised the hammer and hit the horse's head with a hammer. With a muffled groan, the jujube yellow horse fell to the ground and twitched to death.
Gu Yusheng couldn't help but be stunned.
Qin Jiu, who was sitting upright, said nothing.
A moment later, the restaurant brought a pot of rice wine, two wine bowls, and a fire, and his attitude was cold.
Gu Yusheng was full of doubts, but he still focused on warming the rice wine in the pot.
"Sir, try it."
Gu Yusheng respectfully brought the rice wine to Qinjiu. Qinjiu picked up the wine bowl, tasted three sips during intervals, reached out to feel the temperature by the stove, and then poured a bowl for himself, took a sip, and then frowned slightly.
.
This rice wine.
Only spicy.
The taste is really average.
It's far from the fine wine he collects now.
Qin Jiu picked up the bowl again and drank it all in one go. Gu Yusheng picked up the pot on the stove, feeling a little embarrassed.
Qin Jiu smiled and said, "For the rest of his life, this wine is like life, each with its own taste, full of it."
Gu Yusheng poured Qin wine.
Gu Yusheng held the bowl, and the old man who was warming wine under the peach blossom tree in Qingpingzhou couldn't help but appear in his mind. The wine entered his throat, and his body became warm in this bitter cold wind.
The old man in the winery worked in the woodshed for a while and brought two dishes and a jar of hot soup. His attitude was still cold and he was unwilling to say a word.
After serving the dishes, the old man in the wine shop turned around and picked up a peeling knife from the wall, walked into the cold wind and began to peel it.
Qin Jiu picked up chopsticks and picked up meat in the hot soup. Gu Yusheng also learned to pick up a piece and tasted it, and found that the taste was strange.
"It's horse meat."
Qinjiu picked up a piece of rough horse meat, put it in his hand to bite it, picked up a bowl and drank the rice wine.
Snowflakes drifted into the wine bowl and into the broth with the wind.
Gu Yusheng, who had empty chopsticks, suddenly saw an unprecedented heroism from Mr. Qin's actions-
That's the age of a generation.
Time is without trace.
Thin figure.
Desolate face.
Wrinkles climbing on the forehead.
The frost and snow-covered demon gates are covered with green trees, silver snakes dance in the mountains, and wax figures are galloping!
The cold wind roars!
The neighing of wild horses on the vast lawn.
The old man Shuangchen, who was peeling, suddenly raised his head, and his turbid gaze gradually covered with blood. He walked to the wall as if he was crazy, took a long spear that had wiped the cold in his hand, and rotated it among the snowflakes.
On the back.
"kill!"
"Kill the enemy"
"Chiji, follow me!"
Old Man Shuangchen put his hands in his mouth and whistled.
Tens of millions of wild horses.
The horse's hooves were flying in the whistle, but none of them ran towards him.
Old Man Shuangchen didn't wait for his horse.
He jumped up in the air, sat on a horse, and galloped towards the demon pass that had been abandoned for thousands of years.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The desolate sound is like the sad song of time.
Old Man Shuangchen waved his spear and used Cang Xue as his enemy.
In the wine shop, Gu Yusheng walked in the courtyard, looking at the date yellow horse lying in a pool of blood, his face looked ashamed.
If he hadn't done anything like this and thought he had secretly helped the old man, the thin horse would have responded to the old man's whistle.
Qin Jiu patted Gu Yusheng's thin hand on his shoulder and whispered: "The small principles in the world are often the way. Your momentary kindness and compassion may not necessarily have good results. In this huge world
There are countless people who claim to be justice, who often have greater evil. For the rest of their lives, duty and kindness are rare qualities in the world."
"Sir, I remember."
Gu Yusheng clasped his fists and said.
Qin Jiu nodded with relief, then looked solemn, "But, the best quality is to dare to stick to the light in the darkness."
Qin Jiu looked into the demon gate from afar, and the old man holding long tassels roared in the frost and snow.
Gu Yusheng also saw it clearly.
Qin Jiu drank the wine, stroked his beard with his hands, and sighed: "Sixty years ago, the guards of the evil gate in Liangzhou, and Huang You'an was already forgotten by the world."
"Sir, I know him!"
Gu Yusheng replied.
"You know?"
Qin Jiu withdrew his gaze, and the old gaze suddenly became brighter. At this moment, Qin Jiu seemed to be several decades younger.
"Um."
"When I was a child, I heard my father tell the story of Qin Huang's shot and Liangzhou, which was about the human race guarding the demon pass..."
Speaking of this, Gu Yusheng's voice came to an abrupt end.
He looked at Qin Jiu.
His eyes widened a little bit and were extremely excited.
"Sir, it turns out you..."
Qin Jiu walked to the table, poured himself a glass of hot and hot rice wine, and sipped into his throat.
"It's Huang Qin, not Qin Huang."
"Sir, I remember."
Gu Yusheng looked at the demon gate in the distance, and the cold demon-controlled city wall, and inexplicably felt feelings.
Qin Jiu looked at the horses tied by the horse pillar and sighed: "Chiji is a very spiritual horse. Lao Huang rode it and killed many powerful monsters. That year he brought fifty heroes.
Entering the Tian Yao City, saving hundreds of thousands of mortals in Liangzhou, Xizhou, and when they returned to the alliance to seek merit, Chi Ji was killed by the monks from the Haoqi Alliance and the Demon-Slaying Alliance..."
Hearing this, Gu Yusheng's hand couldn't help but clenched into a fist.
Qin Jiu was drunk on his face, "Chi Ji's death was innocent and contaminated with demon blood. The practitioners did not know clearly, but because of fame and fortune. Even so, Lao Huang has only guarded the demon pass for decades, but unfortunately, Xizhou
The realm is uninhabited thousands of miles away. After passing this restaurant, I don’t know how far it will take."
"Sir, I'll take Senior Huang back. You're old friends in the end..."
"Forget it, waking people from dreams may not be a good fate. Lao Huang remembers me, but he just doesn't want to recognize each other. In this wilderness, three good dishes will not be taken out to treat guests at will, disciples,
Follow me to Yaoguan for a walk.”
“Yes, Master.”
Gu Yusheng took out a ingot of silver and put it on the table. After thinking about it, he put the dishes made in the food box on the table.