Why get drunk and smell pears

Shen Qingyu seemed to be unable to bear to see Yin Jiujian become like this. The relationship between the two had changed from being brothers at the beginning to breaking up, and now it was so unclear.

However, no matter how complicated it was, he couldn't understand what Yin Jiujian was thinking after all these years.

Shen Qingyu closed her eyes, the days in the Zongmen were obviously so beautiful, why did he betray, why did Yin Jiujian want to cultivate demons.

"Come back with me, I'll take you to wash the magic pool, when the time comes to wash away the devilish energy, you...you are still my junior."

"Oh, what a joke." Yin Jiujian had a sarcastic smile on his face, and the thick malice made Shen Qingyu almost out of breath.

He really wanted to ask Yin Jiujian why, but this question reminded him of what happened that day in the cave, he opened and closed his mouth and finally couldn't say it.

Yin Jiujian said: "Master Qingyu, do you know that I hate you the most, just like you are now, you are just like everyone else. Everyone thinks I deserve to die, you are a white-eyed wolf, and everyone thinks that I, Yin Jiujian, should It's wrong, that's how it should be!"

After a few words, Yin Jiujian's hostility could not be concealed, and he was emitting an unusual ghostly and devilish aura.

Obviously he is a demon cultivator, but now it seems that the ghost energy is better than the devil energy, and the pale face looks more and more like a ghost from the bottom of hell, and the bright red lips are soaked in blood. , is not normal at all.

There has never been such a person in the realm of comprehension, and there has never been a person who is still alive after being like this.

"Yin Qing, listen to me, there is something wrong with you, come back to the sect with me, I will find a way when I get to the sect, you... can't do anything..."

Silent for a while, Yin Jiujian did not speak this time, which is rare this time. He tilted his head and glanced at Shen Qingyu, like a monster who doesn't know the world, and was puzzled and curious about Shen Qingyu's reaction, not knowing the heart hidden under the skin. What are you thinking again.

"You... just miss the past, the days that can never go back. If you, if you follow, I won't show mercy to you anymore."

Yin Jiujian was leading the horse, and a ghostly figure had passed by Shen Qingyu's side at some point.

He walked past the huge mulberry tree, and the melon flowers on it were in full bloom, but Shen Qingyu knew at this moment that Yin Jiujian's cultivation level had surpassed his after that snowfield battle, and there was probably no one in the entire cultivation world who could match him. Be an opponent.

The person Yin Jiujian was waiting for in Wanqiu City was not Shen Qingyu, but he also thought of this result. He couldn't stay here, but someone must know about the wind, otherwise all this would be meaningless.

After throwing Shen Qingyu away, he headed south.

The cracks in the snow field have already disturbed some people's peace, and they should have rushed here as soon as they heard the news. Who knows how timid they are now, and they don't even dare to come out.

Xiaoyao Town in Wanqiu is a thousand-year-old town, and it has not been buried in history after going through wind and frost. The years in it are integrated with its unique style, and it has been continuously precipitated in the years.

After the weird incident that day, Lao Wang didn't come to the street corner for several days in a row. The old face of the orange peel was haggard these days, and his old back was a little more hunched.

"I bought Hu spicy soup~Xiaoyao Town Hu spicy soup~~"

He waved his cattail fan to fan the mosquitoes. After autumn, the mosquitoes are so tight that they won't let go if they bite. Every time he goes out to set up a stall, he will meet a lot of them. That's why he has the habit of bringing a cattail fan when he goes out.

If he hadn't been dragged out of the house by the ear by the old woman today, he would not be willing to go out at this time.

Sighing plaintively, Old Wang waved his cattail fan and yelled, standing on the corner of the street with a somewhat leisurely feeling.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly walked in front of him.

"Oh, you scared my old man to death..." He was startled, and hurriedly backed away, and then he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, stuttering in fright.

"you you you……"

Yin Jiujian smiled gently, "Hi old man, we meet again."

Lao Wang was quite frightened that day. The young man suddenly disappeared while leading a skinny horse. Everyone felt weird and terrible.

This time, Yin Jiujian was still leading the skinny horse, and he tied the horse to a stake on the side of the road and sat directly on the seat next to Old Wang's stall.

"Old man, let's have a bowl of Hu spicy soup. I haven't been back for many years, and now I almost forget what it tastes like. Is it still the same as before?"

The look of nostalgia on his face did not seem to be fake. Although there was doubt about the identity of this young man, what he said made people feel sore.

He has gone through many ups and downs at his age, and he also left home when he was young. He knows the feeling that his hometown is still his hometown no matter how far away, as long as he is born here, he has grown roots, how can he not miss it.

Seeing that this person was not malicious, just because of Yin Jiujian's words, Old Wang decided to dispel his fear of him.

This child also looks like a good child, and he doesn't know how long he has been away from home like this, it looks so pitiful.

"It's still Sanwen. How many years has it been in Xiaoyao Town? The price hasn't changed since my old guy's generation. How can it change in your generation? My old guy just sells this until he dies, and he is also like this." price."

"Don't make such jokes, old man, you are very strong, why mention this?"

"Hahaha." Lao Wang smiled and scooped up a large spoonful from the wooden bucket on his cart, and presented it in a porcelain bowl wrapped in a black ferret.

"My old man has reached the year of destiny, and after passing this hurdle, he will die~"

Yin Jiujian sniffed the bowl, "Well, that's the smell. It's been so many years, and I still remember it so clearly."

Old Wang watched and laughed, and suddenly mentioned the misunderstanding when they met before. The two chatted happily, and the topic turned to Yin Jiujian's appointment with someone before they knew it.

"Did you go to the place where you met and found the person you met? That person is a girl, and you look like a blessed boy."

Yin Jiujian showed a wry smile under Lao Wang's teasing, "It's just that things are different, and what I'm looking for has disappeared after I left for so many years, but someone saw it. It's a pity that it's not a girl, but she looks the same. good."

Seeing him like this, she knew that she had mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned, so she sighed and turned around to clean up the stall.

"Does the old man know about the Yin family? It's the wealthy Yin family in Yuzhou."

"...This, you know, you know, but this..."

"Not easy to say?"

Yin Jiujian completed his words, "Yeah, it's not easy to say, after all, all the big family members were killed overnight suddenly, and that night someone saw black gas coming out of the house, but it wasn't the scorched water coming out of the house." It smells strange, but there is no thunder after the strange light flashes, it is really strange."

"And you should remember how No. 1 broke in and met a mortal maid, the second person was a playful lady, the third person and the fourth person..."

"Ahhh!! Don't say it! How do you see it? This is impossible! This is impossible! You obviously drank it all!!!"

With a wave of Yin Jiujian's hand, the scene in front of him shattered like a spider's web.

In front of him was the Old Wang who was running a street stall that night. He was obviously a Taoist with white hair and white beard wearing a yellow robe and a horse, without a single wrinkle on his face.

"Thief! Damn it!"

The old Taoist yelled to sacrifice a sword to Yin Jiujian, and stab Yin Jiujian straight.

And Yin Jiujian was standing there, he glanced at the Hu spicy soup that hadn't been swallowed by reality that night from the corner of his eyes, and laughed out loud, only he knew that at that moment his heart was shedding tears, but his eyes I don't know how to cry for a long time, and I can only laugh at this time.

In front of the old Taoist, Yin Jiujian held the slender sword with one hand, the sharp blade cut his hand, and blood flowed down. The middle is broken.

The old Taoist just froze there, his sword, this is a sword that he spent countless treasures refining, how could it be so easy, this person in front of him, is it a human or a monster! ! !

He shouted, "People from the Yin family! People from the Yin family! You are a monster! How can you still be alive!!!"

He rushed towards Yin Jiujian as if he had gone crazy, wanting to fight him to death.

It's a pity that before he could touch the opponent's black clothes, the clawed hands had already tore his heart, and he fell down without a word of regret.

The eyes of the old man in yellow robe gradually lost their brilliance, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye, but he felt at ease. Ever since he broke into Yin's house and killed hundreds of people in that family by mistake, even the infant children were not let go. I have never felt so relaxed since then.

Wrong, after all, is wrong.

No matter who it is, no matter what the reason is.