Capítulo 17: One Night
A round table was placed in a private room of a farmhouse at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
In the middle of the table, there was a hot pot with charcoal fire.
Around the table, there were more than ten people sitting.
Among them, a young man with shiny hair and black leather shoes, with a glass of white wine in one hand, was blushing and speaking like a drunkard.
"I'm telling you, today, I saw the Old Immortal with my own eyes again! That aura, not to mention more majestic, really is an immortal alive, especially when he wears a white gown, he does not touch the slightest breath of mortals, according to my opinion, the Old Immortal has lived at least two hundred years old this year." The young man said excitedly and he was Young Master Wu.
The people around the round table all behaved very interestedly.
"I'm really envious, Young Master Wu is Young Master Wu. Every time you come, you always saw the Old Immortal, different from me, I've been there several times, but I could not even what's inside the Longevity Temple. In my opinion, Young Master Wu, this year will definitely be able to make a fortune. I always feel that one day, the Old Immortal will fancy Young Master Wu and help Young Master Wu step up to the sky."
A man wearing a black cotton-padded jacket wrapped himself tightly. When he was speaking, he held a large piece of beef in the hot pot with his chopsticks. He was not afraid of hot, so he put it in his mouth directly. After chewing twice, he swallowed it whole and then drank a large amount of Kweichow Moutai. After listening to the bragging, he could have wine and meat with a few words. On these days, he wished to come every day. (A/N: Kweichow Moutai is a brand name of expensive Chinese white wine.)
"Hahaha! Of course, you can go and find out about I, Young Master Wu's character. Even if someone from the Zhao Family comes, I still have to sell my face. One day, the Old Immortal will see me in person... Come, few brothers, you are all very good, it's nice to have you guys, continue to drink, today no matter how much you drink, everything counts on me!"
"Okay! This glass of wine is to Young Master Wu!"
"Young Master Wu, you will be my brother in the future, you let me go east, I will never go west, you let me catch a dog and I will never catch a chicken, if you let me be naked, I will never wear clothes..."
"Hahaha!"
In the private room, bursts of laughter burst out from time to time.
The various aspects of sentient beings were shown vividly and incisively on this dinner table.
...
Kunlun Mountain, the Longevity Temple.
The wooden door that was broken by Zhao Kun has been repaired and pressed again by several special police officers.
It's just that the middle of the door had been repaired a lot. It was primitive enough. Now, it looked not only primitive but also very shabby.
Inside the compound.
There were no dead leaves on the peach tree, instead, there were green leaves.
The peach tree, which was already senile, was full of pink peach blossoms at a speed visible to the naked eye after the green leaves...The white goose feathers, heavy snow and pink peach blossoms mixed together to form an extremely unique scenery.
Ye Bei carried his hands on his back, stood at the entrance of the lobby, quietly watching the blossoming peach tree.
The peach blossoms were very bright.
Even the air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.
Deadwood was in spring again.
The dead tree that was about to grow old would often bloom more splendidly at the last moment of life.
"Master, this old slave has prepared clothes for you. The weather is too cold, should the old slave put it on you?"
Wang An stood behind, looking through the door inadvertently, and seeing the peach blossomed in full bloom outside, with a faint smile on his face, but he was even more in awe of Ye Bei, holding a delicate gown in his hands, his voice sounded Very respectful.
"No need to!" Ye Bei looked at the peach blossom.
When those flowers bloomed to their extremes, they began to fall with snowflakes.
Soon, the compound was covered with a thin layer of pink...
"Master, your tea!" After another hour, the sky gradually became dim, Wang An walked to the lobby and found that Ye Bei was still standing at the door. Then he carefully took away the Warring State crystal cup on the wooden table, re-made the tea with boiling water, and said to Ye Bei softly.
"Place is there." Ye Bei did not speak much.
At this moment, in the compound, all the petals of the peach blossom tree in full bloom have fallen.
A Huang's tomb was covered with a layer of snowflakes and peach blossoms which were mixed together, and the fragrance of flowers in the air was much weaker.
Two more hours passed in a blink of an eye.
The sky was already gloomy, but the snow was getting heavier in Kunlun Mountain.
During this period, the tea on the wooden table was cold again and again, but every time it was almost cold, Wang An would pour out the tea on time and refill it.
This was repeated sixteen times.
Wang An was old after all.
Rumor had it that he was an Old Immortal...
But he was not!
The so-called name was just some afterglow that relied on Ye Bei...
The weather was cold.
Leaning against the stove, making tea for Ye Bei, the firewood burst and burned, the dark red flame flickered, and the temperature was right, he leaned on the wooden chair and fell asleep unconsciously.
Ye Bei still stood at the entrance of the lobby.
One night, perhaps for some people, was very long.
However, for Ye Bei, it was just a snap...
...
"Boom!"
The next day, Kunlun Mountain, Longevity Temple, in the compound, there was a loud bang, and something seemed to collapse.
Wang An, who was leaning against the stove, was awakened suddenly when he heard the sound. He opened his eyes, and a glare of dazzling light made him squint his eyes. The sky was already bright... He wanted to get up and found that he didn't know when. There was an extra gown, and the firewood in the earthen stove has become a pile of its black charcoal.
Clatter!
He kicked his feet on the ground and stood up with a clatter.
Holding the gown tightly with both hands, he ran quickly towards the lobby... During the period, his body hit some debris several times and staggered a few times but it did not affect his speed in the slightest.
Hu!
When he came to the lobby and saw that Ye Bei was still standing with his hands in his hands, standing at the door, he couldn't help but exhale.
His complexion returned to calm, respectful, bent over, and stood behind Ye Bei.
But his eyes looked at the compound with some curiosity...
The entire compound seemed untidy at the moment. In the compound, the peach tree that was originally supported by something had fallen to the ground...All the branches were withered and seemed to be broken.
Moreover, the peach tree hit Ah Huang's tombstone impartially, knocking down the tombstone.
See this scene...
Wang An couldn't help feeling sad, wanted to talk, and opened his mouth slightly...
But when he was about to speak, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful scenery full of peach blossoms yesterday, and his opened mouth grinned slightly, revealing a faint smile.
"Wake up?" Ye Bei's voice was weak, "Let's go down the mountain!"
There were no extra words, simple, clear, and indifferent.
"Yes, master!"
Wang An spoke and looked back at the lobby. The walls were covered with valuable calligraphy and paintings, and the surrounding countertops were also full of antiques. However, he found that he had no nostalgia at this moment.
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Venerable_Linfeng
Venerable_Linfeng Govern a family as you would cook a small fish - very gently.
Capítulo 18: Scenery
The blue sky and white clouds, the sun was high, and the golden sun shone proudly.
The sunlight in early spring was not strong, on the contrary, it was very gentle and soft, the sunlight on the snow reflected the dazzling white.
Zi, Zi!
One young, one old, one after the other, stepping slowly on the snow, making a sizzling sound.
The two walked out of the lobby.
Out of the compound.
Creak!
When Wang An opened the gate of the Longevity Temple, two special policemen were just guarding the door with some snowflakes on their shoulders, but they still stood upright and meticulous.
However, when the two special policemen saw Ye Bei and Wang An, their bodies staggered, and they all stepped back a few steps, and their mouths could not help but open...
His eyes were full of surprise.
"Old Immortal, are you...?" A special police officer was bolder and couldn't help but speak.
"Let's go, there will be no longevity outlook in the future!"
Wang An glanced at the two bodyguards. He probably knew what they were surprised at and what they wanted to ask. However, he did not give them a chance to speak, waved his hand, and said this very calmly.
"Old Immortal..."
"Old..."
The two special police officers still want to talk.
It was discovered that Wang An followed Ye Bei and stepped down the stone steps without looking back.
Looking at the backs of the two, the two special police officers froze for a long time...
They didn't react until their backs turned into a small black spot.
"No, something has happened, the Old Immortal seems to be going down the mountain!" A special policeman yelled while running, trying to wake up those friends who were sleeping in shifts.
"That young man didn't die yesterday... that guy actually walked in front of the Old Immortal? Hurry up, report this news." There was a special police officer who obviously held a satellite phone in his hand but still yelled.
The special police officers who were resting were awakened.
Their eyes were tired and somewhat unhappy.
But after hearing that the Old Immortal and the boy in the long gown leave together, all their exhaustion was wiped out.
"The Old Immortal said we could leave when he left just now, right?"
"Yes, there is absolutely nothing wrong!"
"He still said that there is no longer Longevity Temple?"
"Correct!"
"What else did he say?"
"Nothing…"
"A major event, it must be a major event…"
It was very early, and the sun had just risen, but the quiet Kunlun Mountain was soon filled with noisy sounds.
The news that the Old Immortal descended from the mountain even spread to those people around the world who stood at the top of the pyramid.
Everyone who heard the news was shocked.
...
Kunlun Mountain, on the ancient road.
The vast expanse of snow was brilliant white.
Ye Bei was still in a long gown, with long black hair, draped over his shoulders.
Wang An was wearing a very ordinary black padded jacket, following behind, his body rickets, his face was covered with wrinkles... His current appearance, it was estimated that no one would connect him with the Old Immortal, and he did not even look like an old butler or servant.
"Master, this old slave has made arrangements. When we reach the foot of the mountain, a car will come to pick us up! But where are we going next?" Wang An followed for a long time, because it was too quiet, so he thought for a long time and finally asked.
"Every once in a while, I will disappear completely. To some extent, I have become farther and farther away from this world, but I have to keep in touch with this world again... After going down the mountain, I will stroll around. Let's see what the world is like now!" Ye Bei rarely said such a long passage.
After listening to him, Wang An could immediately understand...
Ye Bei is immortal.
If you live all the time... it is easy to leave many traces in history.
So every once in a while, he would disappear or live in another place...
However, there was one thing that Wang An could not understand. Ye Bei clearly had many incredible abilities. Why not change his appearance a bit? In that case, he could live forever in the secular world at any time!
"Yes, master!"
Even though there were thousands of doubts in his heart, Wang An did not dare to ask more. He felt that Ye Bei must have his own ideas and plans, so he simply bent over, bowed his head, and responded respectfully.
It's too early.
After a heavy snowfall, the entire Kunlun Mountain Trail was covered by white snowflakes.
However, just when Ye Bei and Wang An walked halfway up the mountain, they found that the number of tourists boarding today gradually increased.
Those tourists were slow and cautious, for fear of slipping.
But all of them had an urgent look on their faces...
Of course, these tourists, when they boarded, always chatted about some homely things, and the issues they discussed were basically inseparable from the Old Immortals... and they all spoke very generously.
"I heard that the gate of the Longevity Temple was knocked down by the younger generation of the Zhao family. The Old Immortal must be angry, right?" An aunt wearing a thick brown jacket and hot instant noodles said with a grin when she rubbed her hands before climbing.
"That is natural. Who is Old Immortal? I heard that Kunlun Mountain was sealed off throughout yesterday afternoon, and there were young people in black suits everywhere... all of them were murderous! I don't know what they are here for." Next to him, an old man with a climbing stick answered.
"Isn't it! You'll know if you go to see it now, maybe the Old Immortal will come out again today."
Along the way, Ye Bei and Wang An heard a lot of such discussions.
Just…
Those tourists did not realize that when they were discussing, they had passed the Old Immortal quietly.
Of course, when passing by, the vast majority of tourists would cast a curious look at this young and old.
Ye Bei was wearing a long gown.
Wang An was in a cotton jacket.
Ye Bei walked in front, carrying his hands on his back, without any expression on his face, but exuding a powerful aura.
Wang An followed behind with his old body.
Coupled with the surrounding white snow, all the tourists regard Ye Bei and Wang An as beautiful scenery.
"It's a pity that such a young person actually rejects the world for monastic life and cultivates Taoism in Kunlun Mountain instead... What is so good about being a Taoist priest, I really don't understand. Is it because he thinks he's going to have the opportunity to worship the Old Immortal?"
When Ye Bei and Wang An were farther away, someone murmured, shaking their heads as they spoke.
"There is a servant behind, the identity of that young man is definitely not easy!"
Some people guessed.
"I always feel that the old man is a bit familiar, but I just can't remember." Others frowned slightly and thoughtfully.
...
Just when one old and one young came halfway up the mountain, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, a number of black cars had already lined up.
A dark-skinned man with full aura, standing next to the Co-pilot of one of the cars with a cold face.
However, his heart was like a storm at this moment, "Master has finally come out of the mountain... It seems that from today onwards, the entire underground world will have a huge wave and big earthquake."
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