Cultivate the evil ways of the world

Jiang Ning lost the last trace of expression in his eyes, and died with his eyes open.

Tianjimen has never had such a big disaster in a hundred years. There was a demon cultivator under the gate, who killed the master in the Nascent Soul stage and wanted to blame Cangmingshan.

The people invited by Tianjimen are all famous people, they will not take this matter as a family matter, but the disciple they brought, Daotong, has no such kindness. Soon after, another story about the magic cultivator will be revealed again. It was depicted vividly and vividly, and it was used to frighten disobedient children.

I don't know how long it will take for such absurd things to be forgotten by the land of Shenzhou.

The north wind is howling, the light from the setting sun is also cold, and you can't feel any temperature. Everyone who comes and goes on the way is in a hurry, and the snow on the road is frozen into thin ice. Walk carefully and pay attention to your feet.

The wonton stall in the corner was also open today, and the boss hid in a ball in the lee, with his hands in his sleeves and his eyes closed.

The hot water in the pot is boiling, and the charcoal fire in the stove is crackling and frying.

A young man ran over and said, "Boss, here are three bowls of wontons."

The boss slowly took a look at it, and then said 'hmm' first.

Fang Sheng watched impatiently from the side. This man may not be bad at his hands and feet, but he took it seriously, and called out again, "Boss."

The old man asked, "Where's your brother?"

Fang Sheng is carried around by Li Shu every day. The two of them seem to be of a young age, and everyone regards him as Li Shu's younger brother.

Fang Sheng said: "He thinks it's cold, so he's too lazy to come out."

Humming a little tune, the old man stood up, scooped a scoop of hot soup into the big vat, rubbed a layer of oil in the hot pot, and when the soup went in, there was a "crack--" sound.

The old man said: "Yesterday, you and your brother also went?"

"En." Fang Sheng only answered this sentence.

The old man said: "What's the matter? It is said that hundreds of people died?"

"What's the matter?" Fang Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Hey, I don't want to put jealousy in one."

The old man glanced at him and said, "What is that, I didn't even see a letter of approval."

Fang Sheng said: "Don't you know, it's not a good thing." He said and handed over the lunch box in his hand.

There are three layers of lunch boxes, and Fang Sheng specifically told them to store them separately.

The old man pretended to be full for him, collected the money and put it in his pocket and said, "Who wants to know about their crap, none of them will make me feel better."

All sects, big and small, have some industries to support the food and drink of the cultivators, either restaurants or pawnshops, and even open a series of drugstores. While making money, they also squeeze the lives of ordinary people.

Fang Sheng took the lunch box without saying much, pulled off his cloak hat, turned around and left.

Wontons are easy to lump, he needs to be quick.

Wei Changze was so sleepy that he barely managed to support himself with his head in his hands.

Huang Minggong laughed and said, "Come, let's offer another cup to Xianjun!"

Everyone laughed and toasted, and the drinks collided in mid-air and spilled on the table. Wei Changze then raised the wine bowls and continued to work like an assembly line.

Li Shu pulled a big man and punched him to the bottom of the table, his front was wet a lot, he still held the wine jar and didn't let go.

A man named Chang Qing said: "Where is Xianjun going next?"

Wei Changze said, "Not sure."

Li Shu poked his head out from under the table and said, "Go back to Twelve Dock...you can get beaten."

Wei Changze was so sleepy that he had a headache, "I probably have to go to Guanglin first."

"Ah..." Li Shu said unconsciously, "Go back to the door, I understand, go back to the door." As he spoke, he was dragged to punch again.

Huang Minggong hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you don't dislike it, then stay in Tibetan Mountain."

Wei Changze forced himself to frown and shook his head, "You...can be a good leader."

The commotion outside disturbed people so much that he grabbed a person beside him and asked, "What time is it?"

The man said unsurely, "It's Xu time."

Wei Changze stood up abruptly, "Go ahead and drink, I'll go back first."

Huang Minggong hurriedly stood up, "Is this too drunk? I'll see you off."

"No need," Wei Changze reached out to stop him, "You can be happy with them, I have to go."

He was a little unsteady, managed to control himself, pushed the door and walked out.

The cold wind outside was getting stronger, and it suddenly made me sober.

The lights in the room were on, and it looked a little warm in the dim sky. Wei Changze paused and knocked on the door.

As soon as Shao Riwan opened the door, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol, and before he could open his mouth, he threw himself into his arms.

Wei Changze fell headfirst on his chest, and said vaguely, "I'm so fucking convinced, these martial artists..."

Shao Riwan said flatly: "Okay, stop pretending."

"Hug for a while," Wei Changze said like a rascal, "What are you pretending to do, I'll give you a hug."

Shao Riwan said: "Fang Sheng is waiting for you in the room."

Wei Changze was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight and said, "Wait for me?"

Shao Riwan said: "Come in, isn't it cold standing outside?"

Fang Sheng was quite happy at first, but now sitting at the table is a bit awkward, and he doesn't know how to greet him when he sees him.

"I forgot to tell you," Wei Changze said, picking up a cup of tea, "You lost."

Fang Sheng: "?"

Wei Changze said: "Fair competition, have you seen it? Your big brother is mine."

"..." Fang Sheng was already indifferent, "Oh."

Shao Riwan said, "Have you eaten?"

"No," Wei Changze said casually, "I just drank it."

Shao Riwan took down an exquisite wooden lunch box from the stove and put it in front of him, "Fang Sheng brought it for you, please put some on it, does your stomach hurt?"

The wonton was a bit lumpy, and Shao Riwan put it on the stove to simmer all the time. The soup became thicker when it melted together, and the green onion floating on it looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Wei Changze took a few bites and sighed, "It's such a good day."

Fang Sheng said: "Where is Daoist Li?"

"I've become a grandson," Wei Changze said casually, "He's not like me, and there are people waiting in the room."

Fang Sheng: "..."

Shao Riwan said: "He's drunk, don't talk to him."

Fang Sheng took it very seriously, and felt that even when he was not drunk, he was not worth talking to, and even more that he was not worthy of anyone's worship.

Wei Changze was indeed a little drunk and couldn't eat much, so he took a sip of tea and asked, "Little one, do you want to go home?"

Fang Sheng was stunned, "Think."

Wei Changze made a decision and said, "Send you back, children should stay with their parents."

Fang Sheng can't tell what he feels like, he seems to be a little excited, but also a little bit reluctant. He is also the one who is not very lucky, and the feelings he feels are just following them like brothers. When it comes to the taste of wandering and traveling, if you suddenly say you want to give up, you will feel empty in your heart.

Wei Changze patted him on the head and said, "You should know in the future, ordinary life is the best life, and no amount of money can change it."

Shao Riwan's expression moved, and he glanced at Wei Changze, who was so conscious of the alcohol burn that he didn't notice it.

Fang Sheng agreed, and said, "Then where are you going?"

Wei Changze: "I won't bring you anyway."

There was really nothing to talk to this person, Fang Sheng made him want to roll his eyes in anger, he stood up and put on his cloak to leave.

Shao Riwan laughed and said, "Why are you angry with him?"

Fang Sheng said: "Fortunately, I still wanted to ask him if he was injured. I was really full."

"Okay," Shao Riwan said, "You go and meet Li Shu, how can he drink better than those people, take the wontons and warm them on the stove, and let him have a couple of mouthfuls too."

Fang Sheng said: "That's what I planned too, these people are really capable, they can get Li Daochang drunk."

Shao Riwan said: "They are all brought back to life by licking blood from the edge of a knife, and they are the ones who take wine as their fate."

The winter night came quickly and quickly, and it was already dark outside. Shao Riwan sent him out of the yard, and when he entered the house, he was about to turn around and close the door, when he was hugged from behind suddenly, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately covered his whole body.

Shao Riwan struggled and said, "I'll get you some water."

Wei Changze didn't speak, nor let go of his hand.

Shao Riwan smiled, feeling novelty and irony, "What's wrong?"

However, Wei Changze's hand reached into his clothes, and his breath was on his neck. The two of them were close together, with their chests against their backs, showing some ambiguous warmth.

Shao Riwan took out his hand and said, "Smelling of alcohol, go take a bath."

Wei Changze said: "I've been waiting for a long time, that brat won't leave."

Shao Riwan turned around, faced him and said, "Did you tell Huang Minggong, we should go."

Wei Changze hugged him dishonestly, like a big pet.

Shao Riwan has never seen Wei Changze like this. In many cases, Wei Changze is an asshole, uninhibited, and down-to-earth. He would smile and say, "I like you so much", and he would hold the knife to crack the tiger's mouth and not let go. , Gritting his teeth to kill the enemy, he is a boyfriend who is very suitable for dating. He is chic and charming, and can give you romance and a sense of security, but these are all superficial.

The more he came into contact with the end, the more Shao Riwan realized that this person was not lazy or indifferent, he was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who had experienced too much suffering, and could only use layer after layer of paint to paint away those cruel things. The memories of him make himself a different look.

But these are accepted by Shao Riwan.

All appearances are what Shao Riwan willingly tolerates, gets close to, and loves.

He is a man, he doesn't want any flashy romance, and he doesn't need Wei Changze to give him a sense of security, he just wants to shoulder everything with him.

Wei Changze pressed him between his chest and the door frame, and kissed him lightly on the lips, a kiss reeking of alcohol.

Shao Riwan didn't expect this man to talk to him properly today, so he put his hand on his waist.

Wei Changze had a severe headache and kept humming. He hugged him quietly for a while, and slowly closed his eyes.

Shao Riwan waited for him for a while but didn't see any movement from him, so she called him softly: "Nagaze?"

Wei Changze didn't respond.

Shao Riwan couldn't laugh or cry, the man fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

On the other side, Fang Sheng sat on the threshold for almost an hour before he waited for Li Shu who was carried back.

The man was still punching indistinctly, and no one could understand what he said.

Fang Sheng hurriedly took two steps forward to help him over, and said to the bystanders, "I'm sorry, I'll come."

Li Shu saw him clearly, and said with a smile, "Hahahaha, good boy."

Fang Sheng struggled to support him while opening the door and said, "Do you have to drink like this?"

"You don't understand," Li Shu sighed, "You don't understand."

But don't say he doesn't know anything.

Fang Sheng said, "Have you eaten?"

Li Shu said 'um', "Peanut."

That meant he hadn't eaten, Fang Sheng helped him to the table, "There are wontons, do you want to eat?"

Li Shu propped his chin and said, "Why are you here?"

Fang Sheng was embarrassed to take credit for himself, but said: "My elder brother asked me to come, the wontons are hot, do you want some?"

Li Shu smiled suddenly, and sighed: "Your elder brother is amazing."

Fang Sheng: "What do you mean?"

"Will that guy Wei Buji have wontons when he goes back?" Li Shu analyzed to him drunkenly, "This is called a gentle knife, a knife kills—"

Fang Sheng: "..."

Li Shudao: "You are too young to understand, oh, let me tell you, if you fall in love with someone in the future, you don't need to do anything else, just pick her at a time like this, and you will be right."

Fang Sheng: "... Please take care of me."

Li Shu shook his hand: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm someone from here, so I won't make you detours. Look at Wei Buji, he's the one with his head on his waist, isn't he the one who made your elder brother docile? ? Study hard and think hard, kid."

Fang Sheng had just forced himself to accept the shocking news that his senior brother was with his childhood idol, and now he was forcing himself to learn from his senior brother how to strive for a happy marriage.

Go home, let's go home, at least it won't be so hard.

Fang Sheng remembered this, and said, "I'm here to say goodbye to you, I'm going back."

Li Shu asked, "Where are you going back?" His tongue was a little awkward, and the word 'er' seemed a little clumsy.

Fang Sheng said: "Go home, Qingming Mountain has fallen, I can go home now."

"Good to go home," Li Shu said, "Go back, will your senior brother send you off?"

"Well," Fang Sheng said, "Brother accepted the letter from home and asked him to return quickly."

Li Shu nodded vigorously, "Then go back."

"Little one," he pointed at Fang Shengdao, "Go and live your life well. The fairy road is misty, and the world is dangerous. If you get the Tao one day, don't let it out. If you can't get the Tao, then it's even better, and live a smooth life." A lifetime of peace and joy."

Fang Sheng was stunned for a moment, "Taoist?"

Li Shu shook his head with a smile, got drunk, slammed on the table and snored.