The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 171: The boss who sells knives
Today is the happiest afternoon Jiangcheng has had after bidding farewell to the continuous rain.
Although the scorching sun hangs high in the sky, most of the sun after winter is a ostentatious paper tiger. Apart from being a bit dazzling, it is not noticeably hot. At a glance, the cotton candy-like clouds are slowly stretching in the blue sky, which is pleasing to the eye.
There is no doubt that this is a good day when the wind is sunny and the flowers are blooming, and the old Wang next door is puzzled.
However, no one knew that in this afternoon, a great crisis quietly enveloped the thousand-year-old city of Jiangcheng.
At this moment, Jiangcheng is several kilometers above the sky. Two young men stood in the air, facing each other from a distance.
If anyone sees this scene, they will probably be scared to death, because there is no hanging wire on them!
However, no one can see it.
These two people, one was dressed in white, the other was dressed in very casual casual attire, and they were not well-dressed.
There is a faint light curtain floating on each of them. Compared with the special effects in the movie that often blind the dog's eyes, the luster on their bodies is like tin foil refracting candlelight, which is not conspicuous.
In fact, this layer of light curtain not only blocked the line of sight, even the clouds were pushed away quietly.
"Actually, I brought you a small pennant..."
While wiping the back of his head, the boy in white turned around with a dry smile. After speaking, he reached into his arms again and took out two small pennants. Come and get it.
It seems to be saying again: Look, I didn't lie to you.
It's a bit embarrassing when I cheated and was caught by the teacher.
It's just that there is a weird light curtain around his face all the time, people can't see his true face, and can only judge his mood at the moment by the tone of his voice.
Hearing this, the man in casual clothes frowned slightly, and didn't mean to come over to get the small pennant.
Compared to the man in white, this one's appearance is much more eye-catching, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, and a heroic spirit.
I just don't know why, his body seems to be shaking slightly, a little out of control.
The person who came was naturally Xu Le.
Since the last "photo" incident, he has paid more attention to every move around him, and a slight fluctuation can arouse his vigilance.
Today, I finally got something.
It's just that his physical strength is still a few hundred lines weaker after all, and this level of power release has already given him a feeling of overload. Fortunately, after he came back from the underworld last time, he worked hard to gain experience, so he didn't sweat profusely like last time. At this time, he was trying to calm the trauma in his body.
"You will not be rewarded for your merits, so keep the flag for yourself." Xu Le said lightly, with a posture of rejecting others thousands of miles away.
The young man in white didn't care, he said carelessly, "Ah, it's just a small pennant worth two yuan a side, you're welcome! Come and take it away!" , but judging from the voice, he really didn't mind giving Xu Le a copy.
Like a teenager who is about to share toys with his friends, he is very polite.
But Xu Le was not interested in talking about pennants and the like with him, so he asked directly: "The last time I took a selfie in front of my house, was it you?" .
"Uh...has it been discovered after all?" The young man was slightly taken aback, and there was a bit of annoyance in his voice: "Sure enough, you can't just take photos on the side of the road!"
"..." The point is not here, Hun Dan!
Xu Le took a breath, and continued to ask: "The female water ghost and Nan Zhenguo are also responsible for you?" The voice was cold, a bit like interrogating a prisoner.
No way, these two incidents had a profound impact on him, one of which even affected his life, so it is impossible not to pursue it.
The commonality of the two incidents is that there was a person with long braids behind them, and the one in front of them was exactly the same.
Seeing the young man's dazed look, Xu Le quickly told the two things from beginning to end.
The boy nodded after listening, "Yes." It was not ambiguous at all.
Xu Le's face darkened instantly: "Why do you want to interfere with their lives?"
He is used to letting nature take its course, but it does not mean that he cannot accept other people making different choices from him.
Xu Le just can't tolerate it. It's a matter of principle that foreigners meddle in human affairs.
This young man has a weird background, among other things, even he can't see through the halo on his face, he might be some evil old devil, he must not let it go easily!
"I didn't interfere."
The young man laughed after being stunned for a moment: "This is a misunderstanding. I didn't intervene. I just made a deal with them."
"Business?" Xu Le frowned.
"Well, it's just a small deal for everyone to get what they need. I will provide what they need, and they will become the objects of my observation." The boy in white said with a smile.
"What can they give you?" With the realm of a white-clothed boy, he might have already become an immortal and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Taoist ancestor. Xu Le would not believe it even if he wanted to make a deal with a little ghost and an ordinary person.
"I don't want to tell the second person about this before I come to a conclusion." The boy in white pointed out a finger, shook it, and smiled mischievously: "You can understand that I am A nosy guy who likes to help some people who are in a desperate situation within the scope of his ability. It's just a small favor.
Your cultivation base is too high, I'm afraid you won't understand the desperate situation that ordinary people and little ghosts sometimes face, so why not do it easily? "The white-clothed boy felt very satisfied with his remarks after finishing speaking, and nodded vigorously.
"Why not do it!"
Xu Le smiled instead of anger: "Do you know how many people died in vain because of your little favor?"
"You can't blame me for this. When I traded with them, I made it clear." The white-clothed boy spread his hands, as if it had nothing to do with him: "Take that water ghost as an example. I have already told her that cultivation needs to be done step by step, and you must not kill for the sake of cultivation, you will suffer karma, but she has ignored it, and in order to improve your cultivation, you have committed countless killings, blame me?"
Xu Le frowned and remained silent.
The man in white said again: "Let's talk about Nan Zhenguo again. Before I gave him the method of changing his life, I gave him five years of life so that he could enjoy family relationships. But in order to live longer, he begged to use five years of life in exchange for 'extending his life. I told him that the technique of extending life can be exchanged by flowers, birds, fish and insects, but it is slower. If it is used on people, it can only be used on people who are related by blood. He chose to kill his relatives. Do you blame me? He and I are just trading at equal value."
Seeing that Xu Le remained silent, the young man in white pointed to a knife shop below and said, "I'm like the owner of that knife shop. There's no reason why customers should be turned away when they come to buy them. Damn, this crime must be blamed on me, the boss who sells knives?"
"Whether the knife is used to cut vegetables and potatoes, or to kill innocent people depends on the person who uses the knife, not me, the boss who sells the knife." The boy in white slowly stuffed the small pennant into his arms , asked with a smile: "Do you think it makes sense?"
Xu Le looked at him with a complicated expression, but didn't speak.
After a long time, he took a breath: "What's your name?"
This question has troubled him for a long time.
For this reason, he even asked Yan Jun to help intervene, but so far it has failed.
The background of the other party surprised him very much.
There are only a handful of people who can escape the detection of the forces of the underworld, but there does not seem to be such a person on the list.
The young man in white straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "No talent, Gu Zhoumen."