When Gu Se Yiren went to buy oranges, he was very conflicted.

He knew that the village leader had already arrived.

Ba Dao must have noticed it too.

Ever since the leader of the village ordered him to come to Luoyang to lurk next to Ba Dao to retrieve Ba Dao's letter a month ago, he knew that such a day would come.

And he did it with his extraordinary abilities and lived up to the village master's trust.

After all, Ba Dao was once a Jianghu man.

But he is a player, and he is very good at making things happen.

Therefore, when he came to help Ba Dao with his business, it really made Ba Dao worry a lot.

This also caused Ba Dao to think more highly of him and treat him well in the past month.

In this month, Gu Se Yiren found another ordinary and happy life in the world.

Although this kind of life is not as passionate as when he led his brothers to fight the power war in the village, it is just dull and trivial things in daily life.

But now he feels very much enjoying it.

He especially likes to hang out at Ba Dao's fruit stall.

Because there are love clothes there.

Qingyi sells fruits at the fruit stall every day.

She would often use her green-green fingers to secretly pick out some rotten fruits for him to eat.

Whenever this scene is discovered by Ba Dao, the old Jianghu swordsman will often deliberately straighten his face, looking very sad but unwilling to say anything because of his face, causing the strange and inexplicable appearance that he originally didn't want to eat.

Eat it and feel great.

Ba Dao would still drink some wine every night, and when he was lonely, he would ask Guse Yiren to drink with him.

The food that goes with wine may often be just a plate of peanuts or broad beans, and nothing else.

Someone once asked, "Why not have more dishes?"

Ba Dao doesn't answer, and his expression is often full of melancholy, as if the word "poor" is written all over his face.

Apart from his melancholy, Ba Dao never spoke when he was drinking. He just drank and ate silently. When the food and wine were finished, the wine was also finished.

Ba Dao drinks, as if what he is drinking is not wine, but life.

Silence does not mean not speaking, all words are in the wine glass.

Gu Se Yiren gradually understood the sentence that was once unclear - if a person does not know how to enjoy silence, he cannot be regarded as a truly eloquent person. Because only those who can understand silence can truly enjoy the words.

Only people can speak out.

He originally thought that these people were just NPCs after all.

And he is just a player.

He came to Ba Dao just to complete the task assigned by the village leader, and then obtain the generous rewards that the village leader said.

When the mission is completed, this ordinary and special mission journey will also end.

But now, he actually felt a little reluctant to give up.

Just like sometimes, he climbed up the wall and peeked at the shadow of his lover taking a bath behind the screen in the room. He was so anxious that he couldn't bear to go offline.

Now that the mission was almost completed and he could go back and resume his glorious status as a mountain bandit, Gu Se Yiren suddenly realized that he was very reluctant to leave and even didn't want to go back.

I have already seen the fruit stall in front of me, and I saw Qingyi selling fruits under the tree.

Even though he is very old and strange, he feels intimidated even when he is close.

During the day, he fantasized about becoming the strongest bandit king one day.

At night, I hide under the quilt and think about my love clothes.

The bandit king is the unparalleled bandit king in the world.

But it is also possible that he is a lonely bandit king.

"Xiao Gu, sometimes I also want to be a heroine, fight in the world, and stop selling oranges."

"What's so good about becoming a heroine? Why don't we go up to the mountains and become bandits? When I become the king of the mountain, you will be my wife."

"The Mountain King? I heard that the Mountain King is very vicious. Could it be that he is also a good person? But since Xiaogu you want to be such a Mountain King, I also support you."

Qingyi said vaguely.

"Thank you for your support, I can do it! I really can!"

Chirp——

A loud eagle cry broke the ancient memories, his heart trembled violently, he looked up to the sky, his whole body was cold.

The village owner has arrived.

Memories come back like a flood, the joy of being by Qingyi's side was so plain, yet so real and so happy.

Sometimes, he can't even tell the difference between reality and games.

Even games are more real and happier than reality.

"Xiao Gu? What are you doing there?"

Qingyi's voice came from far away.

The ancient-looking man's hands trembled, his body trembled, and he suddenly roared and ran back violently.

The tyrant sword is no longer the tyrant sword it once was.

The leader of the village is not the same leader he once was when he was young.

This month, he couldn't find the old ruthless knife-slaying recipe in Ba Dao, but he knew that Ba Dao was not really a useless person as Jiang Hu said.

It's just that even if a man who hasn't held a sword for many years breaks out again, how much strength will he have? How can he be the opponent of the increasingly powerful village leader?

...

The huge magic eagle appeared in Ba Dao's eyes.

Ba Dao's already fearful heart became even more frightened and even shocked.

Someone riding such a strange beast must have a lot of background to come to him.

When he saw the two people on the eagle's back, Ba Dao's heart sank to the bottom, and everything he breathed into his lungs seemed to be cold air.

But his hands suddenly stopped shaking at this moment.

Now, he suddenly wanted to drink and have a knife.

boom!

A figure of a strong man like an iron tower descended from the sky with a knife on his back, and hit the ground hard.

It was as if he wanted to test whether the blue bricks on the ground were hard enough or whether his body was hard enough.

As a result, there was a "snap" and a large piece of the green brick shattered.

Another figure in red clothes flashed and landed on the courtyard wall, isolated from the world, as if he was not involved.

Ba Dao's eyes were solemn, and he first fell on the knife behind the strong man's back.

Just by looking at the handle and hearing the clanking sound, he knew what kind of knife it was.

Gold back ring.

The nameless sword of Jianghu.

The person in front of you.

He has been out of the world for many years and still doesn't know him.

Therefore, he can also be regarded as a person with unknown family background.

"Who are you?"

"Jiang Dali!"

Jiang Dali looked around, but didn't see his younger brother's ancient appearance. His eyes immediately fell on the old and even hunchbacked Ba Dao, and he was slightly disappointed.

"Are you really Ba Dao? The former owner of Jueqing Villa?"

Ba Dao's eyes were dazed, but gradually began to become sharp, and his voice was gentle, "That's right."

Jiang Dali nodded, "I heard that Jueqing Villa is a place that doesn't respect life. The way Ba Dao teaches his disciples is to have no mercy, no love, no relatives and no friends.

A person must kill seven of his good friends in a row within seven years to be the direct disciple of Ba Dao and to learn his ruthless killing.

I don’t know, is there still such a rule now?”

Ba Dao shook his head, "Jueqing Villa no longer exists, and the owner of Jueqing Villa is no longer Jueqing. There is only one person in the world who can still do it, but it's not me."

"oh?"

Jiang Dali smiled and said, "Sure enough, I heard that you now have a wife and children, and your daughter is not young anymore. A person who has feelings, love and a family will definitely not be ruthlessly killed, and he will not even touch a knife.
To be continued...