"Your uncle," Yu Sheng, who was idle just now, slapped the table and stood up, "If you say I'm ugly again, believe it or not, I'll slap you."
The rickety old man was astonished. He didn't expect that he would be so uncultivated for the rest of his life.
He frowned, "At such a young age, I don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young."
"Old man, judging people by their appearance is simply disrespectful." Yu Sheng sat down.
In terms of eloquence, he has never been afraid of anyone in the rest of his life.
"You..." The middle-aged man who stood behind the old man respectfully with his hands lowered, with a vague resemblance to Baicao between his brows, took a step forward and glared at Yu Sheng, "Speak more politely!"
"Be polite, don't think you look too good... Hey, are you the father of Brother Paraquat?" Yu Sheng recognized him, after all, he had just fought with Paraquat yesterday.
The middle-aged man said nothing, but he let out a "hum" from his nostrils or throat, staring coldly at Yu Sheng.
"Lord Siyou, I have admired your name for a long time," Yu Sheng said, but he sat upright, "I have long wanted to meet you, and I really want to see how uneducated the people who named their sons Paraquat are, by the way.
, your son was killed by his brother because he killed me."
The middle-aged man already knew this, his expression remained unchanged, and he just said: "I will avenge him later."
"Every wrongdoer has his own debtor. His brother killed his brother. Why are you asking me? By the way, I heard that your wife was killed. Have you taken revenge?" Yu Sheng asked with great interest.
The middle-aged man paused, looked at Hanba who was standing with him, with bells tied to his wrists and ankles, and said something vaguely.
"I can't hear what you said!" Yu Sheng put his hands on his ears and shouted loudly.
The middle-aged man stopped talking, and Yu Sheng said kindly: "Revenge should be taken early, and it's easy for you to take revenge. You can just wipe your neck."
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged man knew what Yu Sheng's words meant without even thinking about it.
"Whoever talks nonsense is the bastard." Yu Sheng smiled, "Anyway, your dead son said this. There is no way you can escape the fact that one of you is a bastard."
"That's not right." Yu Sheng was stunned and counted on his fingers. "It's not that we can't escape. You two are both bastards."
"You!" The middle-aged man took a step forward. Just as he was about to unsheath his sword, he was held down by the rickety old man.
The old man looked at Yu Sheng, "You really don't respect the old and love the young. Do you know who he is? The son of Baidi City Lord and the son of your father's master. Logically speaking, you should call him uncle."
"Really?" Yu Sheng was stunned and looked the middle-aged man up and down.
He suddenly slammed the table and scolded the old man angrily, "You old guy who doesn't know how to respect the old and care for the young, you just said that we both belong to the heaven. He is my uncle, isn't he also your uncle?"
"Quickly, stand up and let my uncle sit down." Yu Sheng shouted at him, still muttering, "You old man, the longer you live, the more you go back."
The rickety old man was stunned again, "Is it because Tiandao has been silent for a long time and has been suppressed, so he gave birth to a sharp-tongued thing like you?"
"When it comes to the will of heaven, I'm talking about me." Yu Sheng said.
"If you don't bear the will of heaven, why would you come here?" the old man asked.
"Yes." Yu Sheng couldn't think of any other answer, so he said helplessly, "Then we are really the same."
Hanba, who was standing with the middle-aged man, looked at Yu Sheng and thought that this man was so sharp-tongued that he even scolded himself.
"The tea is ready." Yu Sheng pointed to the teapot on the clay stove next to him. After saying so many useless things, shopkeeper Yu felt a little thirsty.
Han Ba went up to make tea for the two of them. Yu Sheng glanced at the bamboo pavilion and saw countless mummies continuously crossing the mountains towards Yangzhou.
"What evil did you do with these mummies?" Yu Sheng asked.
"No, Si You from Si You City and the evil witch from Lingshan did it." The old man played with the chess pieces in his hand and pointed to the distance.
It was pitch black in the distance, but Yu Sheng used the rain to see five people dressed in pitch black and exuding evil spirits standing on the top of the mountain, holding tall soul-calling flags in their hands.
They rode horses and stood quietly while mummies poured out like a tide behind them.
"It's amazing, you actually managed to win over people from Lingshan." Yu Sheng said.
"Oh, that guy from Lingshan lost his brain by being immersed in the incense. The Wu Li belongs to me, but he actually sent Wu Zhu to look for me." The old man shook his head.
At that time, the old man had not yet awakened, and was working hard in the southern wasteland. When Wu Zhu went to capture him, he accidentally killed him, so he simply collected his soul and wanted to return to his life.
"That's when I awakened my will of heaven. Those witches were corrupted by my witchcraft power and were willing to serve me." The old man said proudly.
"Tsk, tsk", Yu Sheng shook his head. If these reckless men were captured alive, they would probably be in trouble today.
"Why don't you take revenge? What do you want from me?" Yu Sheng took Han Bao's teacup and thanked him.
"That guy sits on Lingshan Mountain and enjoys the worship of countless believers. The power of faith he gets every day cannot be squandered. I am not his opponent yet."
The old man stared at Yu Sheng, "As long as I eat you and gather the two wills of heaven, I can defeat him and maintain the right path of heaven."
"One more drink," Yusheng greeted Hanba.
"There are many people who want my life. I have to say that your reason is the most shameless." Yu Sheng said.
"Still upholding the righteous path of Heaven, what is the righteous path of Heaven, has Heaven told you?"
"I am the way of heaven, and what I think is the right path is the right path," the old man said.
"What you think is just what you think, not what Heaven thinks. Some people still think that Brother Niu's mechanics is correct, but he was overthrown by an old man with white hair."
"Brother Niu mechanics?" The old man looked at Yu Sheng in confusion.
"Look, you don't even know this, but you still want to represent the omnipresent and omniscient way of heaven?" Yu Sheng said proudly.
The system complained for the old man in his thoughts, "Your uncle, if you use the sword of the previous dynasty to kill the officials of the current dynasty, you have to be reasonable in your bluffing."
Without waiting for Yu Sheng's answer, the old man waved his hand, "Just because I don't know now doesn't mean I won't know after I swallow you. As long as I capture the other two wills, I will be able to do anything!"
When the rickety old man said this, his back straightened with excitement.
"To put it bluntly, you just want power, why do you need to talk so high-sounding about yourself?" Yu Sheng sighed.
"So what?" The old man looked at Yu Sheng.
For the rest of my life, I saw mummies constantly moving back and forth in the bamboo forest. I don’t know how many mummies went to Yangzhou City.
In addition, Yu Sheng noticed through the rain that under the boulder, where the light could not reach, there was a man dressed exactly like the evil witch standing quietly.
Could it be that he is secretly protecting the old man? If Yu Sheng realizes something, he will look back and ask: "You are not my opponent?"
"It's ridiculous. You are a kid who has never awakened his will. How can I not defeat you?" The old man felt insulted.
"In that case, why did you get so many mummies?" Yu Sheng pointed to the bamboo forest.
The old man was startled, then smiled and said: "You are not as stupid as they say, you are quite smart."
"Thank you for the compliment. If you say more such kind words, maybe I will give you your will with both hands." Yu Sheng smiled brightly.
"But it's not that I can't fight you, it's that I can't catch you." The old man said, "As the son of King Donghuang, if you want to escape, no one in the world will be able to keep you."
"So you gathered some mummies and besieged Yangzhou, forcing me to surrender without mercy? It's too much to start a fight. I don't dare to leave them and escape on your own if you come alone."
"You think too highly of yourself. These mummies were prepared for the man from Lingshan. You are one of those rabbits who were beaten while cuddling in the grass."
The old man took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, I've drank the tea and chatted. I guess you won't be willing to let you sit back and wait for death. I'm too lazy to do anything. How about something elegant?"
He pointed to the sky, "How about we use the night sky as the scale, the stars as the sons, and the way of heaven as the oath, to decide your life and death in a game of chess?"