Playing cultivation games in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 144 Selling Knives for Sugar
Ever since the old man passed away, Wuzong Pagoda has never said a word about inviting Bian Zheng to teach in the pagoda.

On the contrary, because only a very few people knew the inside situation of this matter, some people from the Wujing Tower who didn't know the details of each center had a little friction with the people from the Xuanshuang Sect.

If there is too much friction, it will become an entanglement of grievances that cannot be washed away or faded away.

But these things have nothing to do with Bian Zheng, he is still indifferent and indifferent to the world.

Beiyuan is still a spotless Beiyuan.

He still sits high in the clouds, ignoring world affairs, and not asking about the world.

The things Bian Zheng decides are always difficult to change, Bian Qi knows that he does not have the ability to persuade his brother, whether it is with words or fists.

Yes, although Bian Zheng is actually not good at fighting, but that is only compared with Shuangxue who has an excellent fighting instinct. Sometimes, the gap between cultivation base and inheritance can directly determine many things.

What's more, fighting is never the only way to make others lose the ability to resist and become a fish on the chopping board.

"Your brother, it's very troublesome. The cook is just a cook and doesn't want to cause trouble." The fat cook unconsciously tightened the generous butcher's knife in his hand, as if it was the only way to make him feel at ease.

Yu Zui picked up a small green-skinned melon from a bamboo basket, without washing it, he just dusted it off and took two bites.

A sweet and refreshing aroma instantly filled the cellar, overshadowing the messy smells nearby.

She glanced at the white-haired young man with tangled faces, then at the swaying fat cook, and said quietly, "Old Qin, you are the one who can set the rules here, so you don't have to worry about those troubles?"

"Don't talk nonsense! My rules are all non-obtrusive, and I'm not stupid, so I don't do life-threatening business!" The fat cook said in shock.

"No matter how small the rules are, they are still rules." Yu Zui gave the fat cook a white look, and said in a bad mood.

"Old Qin, the rule of Baiwei Pavilion is to let everyone have food, do you have the heart to see a child continue to starve?"

Yu Zui angrily scolded: "You can't even abide by your own rules, so how can you ask others to obey your rules!"

The fat cook stabbed the butcher's knife into the chopping board at hand, pointed at the beautiful woman who ate three cucumbers with trembling fingers, and shouted, "Don't be afraid, why don't you?" Don’t go by yourself! You still have to come here to find a cook!”

"It's not, it's yours." Yu Zui broke open the fourth cucumber with his backhand, and casually glanced at the gap on the side, "Let me tell you first, I'm not afraid of him, I'm afraid of trouble, People are under the eaves, how can I not bow my head as a lonely person."

"Then what's the difference!" the fat cook stammered angrily.

"Coward! Coward! Coward all my life!"

"It's better than being a starving ghost."

Yu Zui didn't pay attention to the fat cook anymore, turned his head and said to Bian who was still struggling, "Xiao Guang, what about you, Uncle Qin, donkey, don't trust him!"

"Donkey? What do you mean?" Bian Qi blinked.

"Oh, that's a common saying in our hometown, which means to deceive people."

Yu Zui broke open the sixth cucumber, and there was no sign of chewing or swallowing when she moved her lips and tongue slightly. The pile of cucumbers in the bamboo basket under her was getting shorter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The three methods that Lao Qin said will not work at all, and it is useless to talk about it."

Bian Qi thought for a while, and it was indeed the same reason. If you want your brother to keep his eyes from falling on everyone, you need someone stronger than your brother.

As for the second one, to find someone who can set the rules, the prerequisite must also be that the person must be stronger than Bian Zheng, have a good relationship with everyone, and have enough courage to bear all possible consequences .

His elder brother never cares about right or wrong, only accepts his own set of dead principles.

But if he knew such great power, he wouldn't need to worry about it here. The first two methods proposed by Qin Jian directly blocked his way.

What is the third solution that the cook didn't mention?
Qin Jian was still sulking at the chopping board and the butcher's knife, Yu Zui was eating melons faster and faster, and her hand began to reach out to another bamboo basket containing white melons.

The cucumber in the basket left a bottom, and the fat cook ignored her little gesture.

Yu Zui is clear about this truth, and she also knows that the cook is not really angry. If he really ate it all up, the two of them would not be able to get along so peacefully. One room.

Looking at Yu Zui's actions, Bian Qi felt as if he understood something, but he didn't understand it clearly.

Thinking of the sleepy look of the little girl who hadn't eaten for several days on the mountain, he made up his mind and bowed respectfully to the two of them.

"I also ask the two seniors to enlighten me."

"The third method, and why?"

The nervous and serious look on the boy's face taught the fat cook to turn around, as if he was looking at the fine and dense lines of cabbage on the chopping board, and looked at him carefully for a long time.

It didn't take long either.

"You can't." The fat cook shook his head.

"You are too weak."

Bian Qi was disappointed, but still unwilling to say: "I'm still young, I won't always be so weak."

The cook still shook his head: "But now you are really too weak."

"If you want to change the rules, you have to pay a price for it. You don't have the ability to change the rules, and you don't have the capital to pay the price."

"That's not what I want to do, nor is it what other people want to do. It's just what you want to do. Take action for yourself. It's not necessarily the best way, but it must be the fastest way. way."

"This is the third method I mentioned." The fat cook stared at the cold white-haired boy and said slowly.

"You can't do anything, you really can't."

Yu Zui stopped Bian Qi who was about to refute, looked at the cook and said seriously: "I think it can be done."

"You are not him. It is not you who need to pay the price. What you think is useless."

"Maybe he doesn't need to pay the price, he just needs to bear the price." Yu Zui said.

The fat cook's eyes were dull, and he asked doubtfully, "There is still such an operation? How can you bear the price?"

But immediately, he quickly reacted and said in shock: "For you, or for me?"

"Of course it's for you. I don't know how to cook, and how can I go up the mountain." Yu Zui smiled and said, "What he doesn't have now doesn't mean he won't have it in the future, right?"

The fat cook murmured in a low voice: "But that would be very hard for him."

The conversation between the two, Bian Qi was confused, but he understood one thing, he was obviously referring to himself.

Seeing that things seemed to be turning around, he hurriedly opened his mouth and proved to the fat cook, "Liu Guang is not afraid of suffering."

"Cultivation is hard, life is even harder, how dare Huangkou children speak lightly without fear!" The cook was full of excitement, and the butcher's knife in his hand slammed the chopping board.

Bian Qi answered him with what the cook himself said.

"Uncle Qin loves the younger generation, Liu Guang understands it, but Uncle Qin is not Liu Guang, how can he know what Liu Guang is thinking?"

When faced with something, no matter whether you are afraid or not, there will always be some existence, and you will turn your fear into not afraid.

"You have watched Liu Guang grow up for more than twenty years. During these years, has Liu Guang ever been afraid of anything?"

The twists and turns of those knots are often unreasonable.

Or maybe, following your heart, you never need reason.

If you want to do it, then do it, it's very simple.

The fat cook put down the knife in his hand and said, "If it makes sense, then it will work."

Qin Jian looked at Bian Qi, patted him on the shoulder heavily, and said solemnly, "That child doesn't want to eat, it's not just a matter of eating, I will go up the mountain with you and see her."

Hearing this, Bian Qi seemed relieved, but he didn't ask Qin Jian what the problem was, and how he learned something that they didn't even know themselves.

Everyone in the small town has their own origins and their own means, but no one has ever asked, so that they can live in peace.

Everyone is just a person who wants to live a good life and live a peaceful life.

"What price does Liu Guang have to pay?" Bian Qi looked at the two elders and asked.

The fat cook fell into deep thought, then shook his head and said, "The price you need to pay is not with me."

"No, I still have to give it." Seeing his appearance, Yu Zui suddenly thought.

"You have already entered the game, so you can't take nothing."

"Yes, you are right." The fat cook's face changed slightly, and he nodded.

He looked at Bian Qi with a strange expression, kneaded and kneaded his two oily hands, and adjusted his facial expression for a while, trying to make himself look more serious.

Under the influence of the suddenly serious atmosphere, Yu Zui also put down his melon and stood up, and Bian Qi also stood up a little bit straighter, with a serious expression.

The fat cook said slowly to him: "Your knife is good, how about lending it to me for a few days?"

Bian Qi has a good knife.

His name is Liu Guang, and his knife is also called Liu Guang.

It was indeed a good knife, and everyone took it for granted that he valued his own knife very much.

"Why, reluctant?" The fat cook didn't miss his momentary stupefaction, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No." Bian Qi shook his head, put away the surprise in his heart, "Liu Guang just thinks, is the price too light?"

The fat cook took a deep look at him, and said, "You haven't asked me how many days it is, so you just said it lightly."

Bian Qi said: "According to senior, how many days?"

"16."

The fat cook squinted his eyes, and drew a long distance in the air with his knife.

"How many years?" Bian Qi thought he heard it wrong, wiped his eyes, and his heart trembled.

"16 years." The cook replied again.

Do you call this borrowing for a few days?Bian Qi couldn't help but choked speechlessly.

"For us, it's not just a few days."

Most of the dignified atmosphere in the cellar dissipated, seeing the surprised look of the junior, the cook secretly smiled.

"And in the past 16 years, you can't kill a person with your own hands, and no one can die because of you. Maybe you can do it?"

Thinking of the bold words he made before, Bian Qi gritted his teeth, and said in response: "Okay, Uncle Qin will go up the mountain with me, and I will give you the knife!"

There are so many accidents in the world, it's a big deal, he will follow his brother's example and just stay away for 16 years!
Not just 16 years!What's the big deal!

Seeing Qin Jian nodding in agreement, Bian Qi began to urge him to go back with him.

"Not in a hurry, I have to pack my things." Qin Jian turned to Yu Zui and said, "Accompany him to the sugar store to buy a piece of candy."

Hearing this, Yu Zui turned his head away, "It's still early, the sugar shop hasn't opened yet."

"You go, the sugar shop will open."

"I don't want to go!"

Qin Jian's eyes twitched in front of the beautiful woman's childlike willful attitude, and she said helplessly, "Help to the end, and give it to the end."

Yu Zui said, "Just buy some candy, Xiao Guang can go by himself."

"Then go by yourself and get your umbrella." Qin Jian was speechless, looked at Bian Qi and said, "We meet at the mountain gate, before the wind and snow stop."

"it is good."

It was still some time before noon, Bian Qi borrowed a blue umbrella from Yu Zui without asking why, hurried out the door, and knocked on the window of the sugar shop of the blind and dumb in the snowstorm.

The window of the sugar store was opened a very small crack, so that the dumb woman could push the candy cubes that the blind man had poured out of the window to freeze.

The dumb woman in the red apron was behind the window all the time, and she clearly saw the blue umbrella decorated with golden pine flowers outside the window.

She pushed the window open, and the blind man who was so anxious to hear the noise hurriedly reached out to stop him, "Hey! Dumb girl, this window is not open!"

The speed of the blind man's blocking was not as fast as that of the dumb girl, and the dumb girl was not afraid of the wind and snow. She stared straight at the umbrella in the snow, and all she could see was the dirty and old blue umbrella .

"Mute, why are you crying again?" The blind man began to cry again.

The tears he shed had a sour smell and fell into the wind and snow, condensing into tiny light blue crystals one after another.

Bian Qi cut to the chase and said, "I'm here to buy sugar."

"Go, go, children, what kind of candy do you want to buy, let your adults come!" The blind man waved away impatiently while crying, "Didn't you see that we haven't opened the door yet? Are you sensible!"

Hearing this, the swing next door who was eating and digesting on the bed couldn't help but roll his eyes.

You are the one who dislikes that no one buys candy in the town, and you are the one who dislikes people who buy candy when they come!Breaking the rules is boring!

"Is it really not for sale?"

"Don't sell it, just roll away." The blind man wanted to close the window.

The dumb woman held him down, and the blind man's complexion changed instantly, he shivered, and shouted at the white-haired boy who was about to turn around and leave: "Sell it! You can sell it!"

Qiu Qian rolled his eyes again, and turned over by the way.

Bian Qi went back to the window, and the blind man asked, "What kind of candy do you want?"

On the table, there are many sweets in different shapes, including exquisite and beautiful impatiens, layers of hibiscus, simple and honest little bears, and exquisite palace lanterns.

Bian Qi looked around, hesitated for a while, pointed to the candy in the dumb woman's hand and said, "Is that okay?"

What he pointed at was an extremely small and round sugar bunny, covered in a furry coat under the wind and snow, it looked round and cute.

Bian Qi didn't know why he chose it, but the blind man shook his head.

"You have such a beautiful idea, I'll ask, you really take it seriously." The blind man said seriously.

"When you come to buy sugar from me, you have to follow my rules. You only get what I want to sell to you. There is no reason for you to choose by yourself."

"Do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)