Volume Six, Suddenly, Chapter 96: A Town in the Rain
There is only one butcher's shop in the town.
There is only one butcher in the world.
The middle-aged Taoist stood outside the threshold, looking at the butcher who was greasy but without sweat, and said: "Senior, since you are here, you must do something."
The butcher was dividing the pork. Hearing these words, he looked at him and was silent for a long time. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Is your senior brother really planning to do that treasonous thing?"
The middle-aged Taoist said calmly: "What does it mean to be treasonous? First of all, we must determine the concept of Tao...Senior and Senior Drunkard have been hiding under Haotian's eyes for countless thousands of years, so don't they violate her Tao?"
The butcher's thick eyebrows like ink slowly raised, and he said: "You are so brave."
The middle-aged Taoist said: "It will also be good for you to help senior brother."
The butcher said: "To help your senior brother, I only need to stay in the town and not come here...because you and I both know that helping your senior brother and helping the Taoist sect are two different things."
The middle-aged Taoist was silent for a moment and said: "The agreement between Haotian and you is still valid."
The butcher was silent for a longer time and never spoke. At first, it was because he needed time to think about what the viewer wanted to do, and later it was because someone came.
Hearing the footsteps, he began to ask: "What do you need me to do?"
The middle-aged Taoist stood quietly outside the threshold, without looking back at the approaching figure, and said: "The Tang army's heavy cavalry of black armor cannot be stopped by anyone. We don't want eternal peace in the temple, but we only want to preserve some pavilions and palaces."
The butcher put down the knife in his hand and said with an indifferent expression: "That's it?"
The middle-aged Taoist said: "If the seniors in the academy can kill them, it would be best."
The butcher and the drunkard are the two longest-lived great practitioners in the world. They have lived longer than the Buddhist temple and the master. They have never lived in seclusion. It was not until the master ascended to heaven and Haotian came to the world that they were forced to reveal their whereabouts. In these days
Over the past year, the drunkard has taken action several times, which has caused a sudden increase in pressure on the academy. It was unable to move lightly, but the butcher never took action.
He is naturally very strong, he should even be the strongest in the world, unlike the lecturer who has been buried with Prajna Giant Peak. His body is strong, and his sword is even stronger. Because he is very good at killing people.
For countless years, he has killed pigs, sheep, cattle, and people. His strength lies in the word killing. These years he has lived in seclusion, and he has killed many fewer people. This is not because of a change in his mood, but because of the Master's request...
The butcher said with an indifferent expression: "They are just pigs and sheep, there is no harm in killing them."
After finishing his words, a burst of cicadas chirped in the town. At this time, the autumn rain was cold, and the cicadas' chirping in the rain was naturally more sad. Amidst the chirping of cicadas, a little girl in a yellow skirt walked slowly from the other side of the town.
Came over.
She walked to the butcher's shop and looked in. The raindrops at the end of her ponytail were like fine pearls, falling to the ground inside the sill with her movements, and then the tip of her nose wrinkled up beautifully, which was very cute.
She felt that the smell of blood in the butcher's shop was too strong and unpleasant, just like what the butcher said.
"Others are pigs and sheep, but you are a dog. I have never figured out why people like you and Drunkard are so willing to be dogs? Is this really so interesting?"
Yu Lian's young face was full of inquiring expression, and she looked very cute because she was serious. The yellow skirt was wet by the rain, but she was not embarrassed, she was still cute, and her black ponytail was naturally the cutest.
She is such a cute and scary little girl.
All the injuries she suffered in the battle with the Golden Horde Imperial Guard in the wasteland had been recovered. Without stopping, she traveled thousands of miles south to the Xiling Divine Kingdom. How could the tens of thousands of Xiling Temple cavalry outside Taoshan stop her?
It wasn't until she arrived outside the butcher's shop in the town that the Xiling Temple noticed her arrival. A sharp warning sounded through the rain, and the sound of hooves was chaotic. Countless people came to the town, but did not dare to step onto the long street.
The butcher looked at the little girl outside the butcher shop, guessed her identity, and said expressionlessly: "I would rather be a peace dog than a random person... This is what your teacher said to me in the town.
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Yu Lian's eyes fell on the knife in his hand, and he said casually: "What he said may not be right."
The butcher said: "I heard that you are the master of the Demon Sect of this generation? The Demon Sect emphasizes on absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in the body, which is somewhat similar to the principle I realized at that time. Based on this, I should be the ancestor of your sect.
...But seeing that you don’t even care about what I say, I don’t think you would care about this.”
Yu Lian clasped his hands behind his back and stood on tiptoes to look into the butcher shop, just like those little girls who imitate adults. She looked very cute and said casually: "My Ming Dynasty has always been very good at bullying teachers and destroying ancestors.
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The butcher said with an indifferent expression: "You kid is very interesting. No one has dared to talk to me in this way for many years. Maybe you can be proud of yourself."
He has lived in this world for countless years. In terms of age alone, he can be called a child to everyone. Yu Liang was not annoyed and looked at him and said: "I also think you are very interesting."
The butcher asked: "Where?"
Yu Lian Youyou said: "Except for the teacher, no one has ever dared to speak to me with this attitude. I think he was the one who spoke to you with this attitude many years ago. From this point of view, he is more powerful."
The butcher was silent for a moment, then suddenly threw the knife in his hand.
The butcher knife filled with blood and oil fell heavily on the ground outside the threshold, making a loud bang, smoke and dust suddenly rose, and gravel shot into the increasingly dense autumn rain, as if a mountain had fallen from the sky to the world.
"If you can hold this knife, we can talk about other things." He said.
Yu Lian squatted down with her hands behind her back and looked at the legendary knife for a while. Then she carefully rolled up her cuffs, took out a handkerchief, and held the back of the knife with only two fingers across the handkerchief.
She used two fingers to slowly lift the heaviest knife in the world off the ground.
As she moved, the weight of the iron knife was transmitted to her feet, only two snapping sounds were heard, and two spider web-like cracks appeared on the bluestone floor outside the threshold of the butcher shop.
During this process, she always frowned and looked solemn.
Then she put down the iron knife.
"Very good, you are qualified to talk to me."
The butcher looked at her and said indifferently: "Although it is a bit difficult, you did it after all."
Yu Lian shook his head, wiped his fingers carefully with a handkerchief, and said, "You old people always like to talk to yourselves. I just feel too dirty. Do you think it's really serious?"
She frowned and concentrated because she didn't want her fingers to be stained with the smell of blood or grease.
The butcher was silent for a long time and said, "You are indeed very strong."
"Thank you, senior, for your approval."
Yu Lian said, she said it very casually and not seriously. Her strength does not need anyone's recognition at all, even if that person is the legendary butcher.
"If you were given the same years as me, no, even half, or even one-tenth of my time, you might be able to beat me. You might even get true immortality."
The butcher looked at her and said: "Unfortunately, you will never have those times again, so you are not enough. No matter who comes to your academy, it will not be enough, because you are not strong enough."
Yu Lian said: "You haven't been in the world for many years, so you don't know that the strongest person in the academy is the word "strong".
The butcher said: "Do you want to talk about the Ning Que who inherited Ke Haoran's mantle? He is indeed not bad, but it is a pity that a thousand miles of wind has occurred in Yangzhou City, and now he... has a bad breath."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyebrows raised again.
Footsteps sounded again in the autumn rain. The footsteps were very steady. For a strong person like the Butcher, one could naturally tell that there was something wrong with the person's body center of gravity, but it was still so stable, which meant that it was terrifying.
The visitor was wearing shabby monk robes, his hair was as short as an angry pine tree, but his expression was extremely calm. He walked in the rain, and the distance between each step seemed to have been measured with a ruler in advance without any deviation.
Jun Mo is a person who never makes mistakes.
The butcher looked at him solemnly and said, "Maybe you want to try to pick up my knife?"
Jun Mo took the handkerchief from Yu Lian and wiped the rain off his face carefully. He glanced at the knife on the ground and didn't understand what he was talking about. He looked at him like he was an idiot.
Yu Lian looked at the butcher like an ignorant child and said, "If you say you don't care about worldly affairs, you just don't care about worldly affairs. You don't know that the strongest person in the academy has never been Ning Que."
Indeed, the two strongest people in the academy have always been Jun Mo and Yu Lian.
Butcher, or the strongest person in the world of cultivation or even in the entire history of cultivation. Strong here does not refer to realm cultivation, but specifically refers to strength and strength, so the two strongest people in the academy came to meet him.
Being looked at and ignored by two juniors from the academy, the Butcher was naturally not in a good mood. His face became a little gloomy, but he did not speak.
Yu Lian asked: "Is it enough now?"
The butcher said: "That's enough. If you add up, you can try to fight me."
Yu Lian said: "Teacher said that words should be followed by words, and words are very important. Jun Mo likes to be polite before fighting, so since that's enough, we can maybe talk about something first."
The butcher took a deep breath. He had been prepared for a real war for countless years, but Yu Lian pushed him back with words. His depressed emotions turned into one word: "Speak!"
Yu Lian said: "It seems a little inconvenient today."
The butcher narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at her without saying a word.
Yu Lian said: "I'm not afraid of you, is there any use in keeping an eye on me?"
Then she turned around, looked at the middle-aged Taoist and said, "Do you know where it's inconvenient?"
The middle-aged Taoist sighed: "I think it's because I'm here? But you are so powerful, why should you pay attention to me?"
Yu Lian said: "Of course it's because you are very strong."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said: "From the beginning to now, I haven't done anything."
Yu Lian said calmly: "That's why it's so amazing... Until now, I don't even know your name. I have to say, this is very impressive."
To the human world, she is a fog.
However, this middle-aged Taoist who seemed calm and harmless had kept silently for decades, and even she could not see the depth clearly. His true face seemed to be still hidden in the fog, so he was naturally worthy of vigilance.
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(My body has been feeling uncomfortable these past few days, and I also have mental problems. I have been adjusting, and the adjustment is pretty good. It’s okay. Hug me again, pat my back, and everyone is strong.) (To be continued, please search for Piaotian Literature and Novels. Better updates faster!