Yunzhou City becomes quiet again at night, and these streets have indeed been more peaceful than other places in recent months, so they are quieter.
Mr. Gao Da upholds justice, and he has set rules for the stray dogs on the street. To say that order is in order, it is impeccable.
Gao Gong said that only now did he realize that this is what fun is all about.
The blind uncle's wine shop has been closed for a long time, and the key is in Lin Ye's hand. The key to the lame uncle's blacksmith shop is also in Lin Ye's hand.
He would come over to clean when he had time. He knew that these two men who looked sloppy actually loved to be clean.
The blind uncle's house still has good wine, but Lin Ye doesn't drink it, so he occasionally brings some to old man Qian.
Lin Ye couldn't do the revenge without the money old man's help, so if the blind uncle knew about the wine, he probably wouldn't be stingy.
Old Man Qian likes to drink, but he is very strict with himself. He will not drink at all during the day and will only drink a few ounces at night.
It's not that Lin Ye isn't interested in old man Qian, it's just that his mother-in-law taught him how to behave.
He didn't ask, Old Qian didn't say anything, the old man and the young man could still chat happily for a while.
On the small stone table under the moonlight, there were some fried peanuts in a paper bag. This was just an appetizer, nothing else.
Lin Ye drank tea, and Old Man Qian drank.
"Give me your hand."
Old Man Qian suddenly said something.
Lin Ye handed him his hand, and Old Man Qian pressed Lin Ye's pulse. After a long time, he clicked his tongue in surprise.
"With your pulse, anyone who comes to see you will be sure that you are a tuberculosis ghost. You are only a teenager, but you can't even urinate."
Lin Ye was not unhappy, but even smiled.
Isn't this a good thing? Mr. Xin has worked so hard and used forbidden techniques that no one has used for hundreds of years, so that he can become the physique he is now.
"senior."
Lin Ye asked: "Is there any error in the martial arts test?"
Old Man Qian shook his head: "There can be no error, unless I meet someone like you."
He took a sip of wine and threw a few peanuts into his mouth. It was so beautiful.
"Martial arts testing is a matter strictly controlled by the imperial court. You also know that Emperor Jade is very afraid of someone rebelling."
Old Man Qian stopped here, raised his hand and patted his face: "Another fucking nonsense."
He said: "One thing that must be used in martial arts tests in various places is called Fengxiang. It is a medicinal liquid that can only be prepared by Shangyang Palace. Its taste is similar to wine."
"Before the martial arts test, all those who are tested must drink a little Fengxiang, and then hold down the test stone. How strong the inner strength is can be clearly seen on the test stone."
He said: "Fengxiang is a medicinal liquid that stimulates people's internal energy. After drinking it, only a very strong master can control his internal energy."
"As for the measuring stone, it is also something controlled by Shangyang Palace. It is produced in only one place, and it is personally overseen by a great ritual teacher from Shangyang Palace."
Old Man Qian looked at Lin Ye: "There are only two kinds of people in the world who can deceive the light tester."
Lin Ye sat there quietly, waiting for Old Man Qian to continue.
Old Man Qian said: "The first type is a peerless strong man who has entered the Wuyue Realm. He can control his inner strength as he pleases. He can do whatever he wants to be tested out of the Qiming Realm. And that Feng Xiangxiang is a peerless master of the Wuyue Realm.
Even for a strong person, it has no effect."
He pointed at Lin Ye: "The second type is like you, but you are probably the only one in the world."
Lin Ye: "The world is so big, there may not be people like me."
Old Man Qian: "The world is so big that there are not many people who are still alive after their Dantian is destroyed, but every one of them is a sick and consumptive ghost. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is no power to restrain a chicken."
He asked: "Why, the young master is going to take a martial arts test?"
Lin Ye: "The master doesn't allow it."
Old Man Qian: "It's a good thing. Now many people know that your Dantian has been destroyed and you can't develop your inner strength. If you tell the people in the government that you are seriously injured and have not recovered, the people in the government will not be so inhumane. Besides, with the
The relationship between your master and your wife..."
He paused for a moment as he said this, as if he had come to his senses.
"Young Master would like to ask about the martial arts test. Are you worried that your true strength will be tested when you have to test your martial arts in the future?"
Lin Ye nodded: "Yes."
Old Man Qian said: "You can rest assured about this, young master. Whether it is the medicinal properties of Fengxiang Xiang or the function of the measuring stone, they are all aimed at the cultivation of internal energy. You have no internal energy. This is not a lie."
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Lin Ye: "What if my strength is tested by human power?"
Old Man Qian frowned slightly: "Young Master, are you worried that someone can't even trust you to test the lightstone, and will deliberately make things difficult for you?"
Lin Ye: "I just want to be a less special person in the eyes of everyone. Now I am a little special, and I can't live any longer."
Old Man Qian said: "If I were to test your pulse, I wouldn't be able to tell the problem, and neither would anyone else."
He got up and went back to the back room. After a while, he came back with a book and sat under the wind lamp in the yard to read.
After a while, he raised his head and said: "There is a way. I will go back and prepare some medicine. The young master will pick it up in a few days."
Lin Ye looked at the book. It was very thick and very old. At least it was older than old man Qian.
Old Man Qian handed the book to Lin Ye: "Want to read it?"
Lin Ye shook his head: "No need to look, just curious."
Old Man Qian said: "I don't know which master initiated the young master, but I think that a person who can make a young man's heart undisturbed, be curious, stay true to himself, and know his duty must be worthy of respect."
Lin Ye said for her mother-in-law: "Thank you."
Old Man Qian said: "This should be something everyone in the world understands, but if you don't ask around about things, ninety-nine percent of the people in the world can't do it."
He handed the book to Lin Ye again: "I gave it to the young master."
Lin Ye said: "I don't want it."
Old Man Qian: "A gentleman doesn't take away people's love?"
Lin Ye: "I am not a gentleman, nor do I win anyone's love."
Old Man Qian pointed to the wine pot: "It's not polite to come and not go."
He put the book in Lin Ye's hand: "How old do you think I am?"
Lin Ye: "Senior, it looks like he is sixty years old."
Old Man Qian: "One hundred and six."
Lin Ye was startled.
Old Man Qian smiled and said: "How long can I live? God doesn't know, the earth doesn't know, impermanence doesn't know, and I don't know either."
He looked at the book with no trace of reluctance in his eyes.
"It's not a good skill, but someone has to learn it."
After saying this, Old Man Qian patted the book with a little force: "But Master, please don't let the second person see this thing."
These words were exactly the same as what Xin Yanque said before when he gave Lin Ye the Book on the Balcony and the Divine Art of Zhou Tian.
Old Man Qian said: "For good fortune, misfortune depends on it... There are no absolutes in the affairs of the world. If the young master takes this thing, it is not always a good thing."
After a moment of silence, Lin Ye put the book away. He stood up, took two steps back and bowed to salute.
Old Man Qian laughed heartily: "I can't believe I can't believe that after so many years, I can still have a descendant."
He seemed to have drunk a little too much, and he waved his hands unsteadily: "Go back, I'm quite drunk today and I'm going to sleep."
Lin Ye leaned over to salute again and said goodbye.
He held this thick book in his arms, and when he thought about what Old Man Qian said, he always felt that there was something profound in it.
He knew that Old Man Qian had many things that he couldn't say clearly, but he didn't want to say them.
He didn't know that if old man Qian said it, there would probably be no fate. If he didn't want to say it, he couldn't.
When he got home, Xiao Zinai and the dog were still sitting in the yard waiting for him, and the little girl was already dozing off.
Sitting there, supporting his knees with his arms and supporting his chin with his hands, he still felt unsteady.
As soon as the door rang, Xiaohan stood up immediately, first yelled, then bit Zinai's pants and pulled them hard.
Xiao Zinai woke up, shook his little head and rushed towards Lin Ye, and hugged Lin Ye's legs when he got close.
Seeing this familiar scene, Xiaohan grinned with a sense of relief for such a stupid little dog like him. Perhaps he felt that this was how it should be.
"You are already very heavy."
Lin Ye said while moving his legs.
Xiao Zinai: "I'm not heavy, I'm light."
Lin Ye moved into the room, picked up Xiao Zinai's clothes and put her on the bed: "Sleep."
Xiao Zinai: "Story."
Lin Ye pulled up a bench and sat down beside the bed: "There once was the most beautiful little girl in the world."
Xiao Zinai replied vaguely: "Later, she was still the most beautiful girl in the world."
Lin Ye smiled, pulled the quilt for the boy Nai, and prepared to get up and leave.
Xiao Zinai was still talking in a daze: "She is beautiful because she met a brother named Lin Ye. She will still be beautiful in the future because he is always by her side."
Lin Ye was slightly startled.
Xiao Zinai was too sleepy to open his eyes, but he was still talking intermittently.
"That big brother said that the best thing is childhood sweethearts, but childhood sweethearts have to grow up together. I have been missing a brother for a few years, and I don't know if I can make up for it in the future. If I can't make up for it, I don't know if it will be considered worthy.
Childhood sweethearts.”
Lin Ye didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only sit there motionless and silent.
He dared to get up only after Xiao Zina fell asleep, feeling particularly complicated.
When I went out, I saw Lao Chen sitting on the steps smoking his pipe again. It was still the same old pipe.
The new pipe Lin Ye gave him was something he could never bear to use. It was like the most precious treasure in the world, and he kept it well.
"Are you worried?"
Lao Chen asked.
Lin Ye said: "I'm wondering whether I should ask the princess for help and send Zina to Yu Xin Guan to practice."
Lao Chen was silent for a long time, then nodded: "It stands to reason, after all, our family's current conditions are much better than before, and we should be able to get the silver needed for practice."
Lin Ye: "She is actually very talented, so we shouldn't delay her."
Old Chen: "It stands to reason. After all, now you know someone as powerful as the princess, so just talking to him should be enough."
Lin Ye: "In the future, with her cultivation, no one will be able to bully her anymore."
Lao Chen: "It stands to reason. After all, her child has a hard life. If she is strong, she will be able to overcome any hardships in the future."
Lin Ye: "Why do you always say, logically speaking?"
Lao Chen: "Because she is still young. Logically speaking, she has not reached the age to decide what she should and should not do. She still needs the elders in the family to make the decision."
Lin Ye: "What if it doesn't make sense?"
Lao Chen glanced at Lin Ye, then knocked the finished pipe on the ground: "I heard what she just said."
He said: "The girl said that she has been missing you for a few years, and I don't know if she can make up for it in the future. If she can really go to a place like Yu Xin Guan, it will probably take several years."
Lao Chen stood up holding his waist: "I'm just afraid that this girl will be even more uncomfortable in the future. She probably... doesn't want to miss another few years."
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