Dedicated every day to make Master go crazy

Ye Cheng really kept his word, and the next day the waiter from the shop brought a jar of wine in addition to a few side dishes.

The store clerk was diligent, and helped Shen Lanzhou pat open the mud from the mouth of the altar, and helped Shen Lanzhou pour a whole cup: "This is the most famous Qingfeng brewed in the local area, and it is the sweetest, please try it?"

As the clarified wine was poured out, the aroma of the wine instantly filled the room.

It is indeed a rare good wine.

Shen Lanzhou, who had been thinking about drinking all the time, showed a lack of interest. After taking the wine glass, he only took a sip, and then stopped drinking without interest.

The shop waiter saw that Shen Lanzhou was not in a good mood at this time, so he didn't stay any longer, put down the wine jar and left.

Ye Cheng was rarely in Shen Lanzhou's room.

The man in white always looks serious at all times, even if he and Shen Lanzhou are the only two in the room at this time, they are still sitting upright.

Unlike Shen Lanzhou, who was leaning on the window sill as if he had no bones.

Usually when eating, Shen Lanzhou would try his best to talk to Ye Cheng, even if Ye Cheng didn't answer his words, Shen Lanzhou would keep talking with a smile.

It was uncommonly quiet today.

Ye Cheng looked up at Shen Lanzhou.

The man was sitting by the window, sitting sideways, with one leg resting on one hand and the other hand resting on the window sill, holding a glass of wine in his hand, but he didn't drink it, just looked out of the window with his head sideways.

There was not much expression on his face, which was rare, and the whole person looked lazy.

Only then did Ye Cheng realize that when Shen Lanzhou was not smiling, there was a bit of sternness in his brows and eyes.

This man was actually very sharp, but usually he covered up his sharpness with a coquettish face.At this time, once the wind is restrained, the sharpness between the eyebrows and eyes cannot be concealed at all.

The whole person looked very alienated.

Ye Cheng looked at Shen Lanzhou for a long time, for some reason he was not used to his being so quiet, so he said, "Thank you, Brother Shen, for your help yesterday."

As he spoke, he raised the tea bowl in his hand, as if thanking him with tea instead of wine.

Shen Lanzhou glanced at him sideways, and lazily drank the wine in the cup: "Brother Ye, it doesn't look very sincere to replace wine with tea."

Although the tone was smiling as usual, Ye Cheng could tell that Shen Lanzhou was not very interested at the moment.

In fact, Ye Cheng also understood that Shen Lanzhou was probably a little upset because he was naturally asked to hand over the hidden weapon last night.

Thinking about it, Shen Lanzhou would only use hidden weapons to help him catch Dieyike, otherwise, with Shen Lanzhou's caution, thinking about it, it would be impossible for him to find out that he had hidden hidden weapons.

Shen Lanzhou was kind enough to help, but he asked him to hand over the hidden weapon. Shen Lanzhou was not happy even thinking about it.

Ye Cheng understood, but there was nothing he could do.

Last night when Shen Lanzhou was using the hidden weapon, he discovered it. The hidden weapon was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it still had a slight green light in the night sky. It was a hidden weapon that had been quenched with poison.

These hidden weapons of Shen Lanzhou are also quite famous in the Jianghu.

This hidden weapon is unknown, it is said that it was designed by Shen Lanzhou himself and made by others, the blade is extremely thin but extremely sharp, it can kill people invisible and make people unavoidable.

However, Shen Lanzhou was worried that it was not powerful enough, as if the poison had been quenched on it, the moment the blade saw blood, it could kill people's intestines and kill them instantly, it could be described as the most vicious hidden weapon.

There are many well-known masters in the Jianghu who fell under the hidden weapon of Shen Lanzhou. Last night, if Shen Lanzhou knew that Dieyike had to be kept alive and replaced the Dieyike with the back of the knife, Dieyike would have died on the spot.

This kind of hidden weapon is too vicious, Ye Cheng, as the righteous school, naturally can't let Shen Lanzhou keep this hidden weapon on him.

Shen Lanzhou's skills are profound, if he used this hidden weapon along the way, he might be able to dodge it, but what about the others?

Ye Cheng must consider other people.

That being said, Ye Cheng still felt a little uncomfortable seeing Shen Lanzhou's indifference to him for some reason.

Ye Cheng stared at Shen Lanzhou for a while.

The sun was just right at this time, and Shen Lanzhou was sitting like this, the sun just shone into his eyes.

The light-colored blood pupils suddenly became bright and clear when they touched the sunlight.

Ye Cheng thought of Shen Lanzhou's sideways glance at him just now.

The tails of Shen Lanzhou's eyes are long and narrow, slightly raised, and his eyelashes are long and thick. When he looks sideways like that, his eyes are full of brilliance, and the blood in his eyes seems to be dizzy at the end of his eyes when the sun shines on him.

The corners of the eyes are just, like little hooks dyed with rouge, making people... dazzled for a moment.

Ye Cheng was silent for a few seconds, and in the next second, he reached out for another wine glass on the table, filled it up, and drank it down in one gulp.

Ye Cheng put the wine glass on the table after drinking, and then said again: "Thank you, brother Shen, for your help last night."

Ye Cheng has lived in Tianshan Mountain for a long time, and he has always lived quietly and never drank alcohol.

Drinking a glass suddenly at this time, even if the country wine is not very strong, it is too much for him.

Ye Cheng was so choked that he coughed several times. The man's pale face turned a little red, but he still maintained that cold and abstinent appearance, sitting upright and thanking Shen Lanzhou.

Only then did Shen Lanzhou turn around.

The man looked at Ye Chengzai carefully, saw that his cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were looking at him very clearly, he couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing: "Brother Ye is really interesting."

As Shen Lanzhou said, he poured himself another glass of wine and drank it down: "Then I shall accept Brother Ye's thanks."

To Ye Cheng, the spicy and unspeakable wine was like water to Shen Lanzhou. The man's expression did not change even after drinking a few cups.

Seeing that Shen Lanzhou finally started to pick up vegetables with his chopsticks, Ye Cheng knew that Shen Lanzhou agreed to temporarily turn over what happened last night.

Only then did Ye Cheng lower his eyes, and said: "A few days ago, Brother Shen clearly showed his favor to me in every possible way in order to escape with his life, why is he so arrogant today?"

Shen Lanzhou looked up at him, and said with a smile: "If I can live, I will try my best to earn a chance; but if there is really no way, what's so terrible about dying?"

Shen Lanzhou is indeed extremely persevering and able to bend and stretch.

Even if there is still a one in ten thousand chance, he will definitely use all means to try before the last second.

But he was also extremely arrogant.

Shen Lanzhou became famous when he was young, and he sat in one of the most honorable positions in the world for so long, so that he really had only one chance to survive, groveling, begging for mercy, and crying bitterly, but he didn't bother.

After hearing what he said, Ye Cheng raised his eyes to look at him, stopped talking, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Shen Lanzhou laughed, no longer entangled in this point, and said: "Has the flower picker sent to the government last night?"

Ye Cheng nodded: "The flower picker raped six women together. As soon as the news of his arrest comes out, the families of those women will gather here soon."

Ye Cheng paused as he spoke, and then said: "Before, the whole martial arts world was saying that the flower picker belonged to your demon sect, why didn't you refute it?"

During the time when the Flower Picker's crime was the most rampant, people in the world were panicked and rumors abounded.

The rumors that the flower picker is a member of the Demon Cult have already been counted, and there are even more rumors...

"There are even people who say that the flower picker is the leader of my demon sect, but they don't think about it. If it's me, why would I use this method? You righteous people only want to believe what you believe. What's the use of me arguing? "Shen Lanzhou sneered, and poured himself a glass of wine, "So many cases before, it was obvious that other people did it, didn't they all be planted by you on my Demon Cult?"

"You need a target like my Demon Cult to control your right way. Some righteous people have done bad things, so that they can be planted on us, so that the reputation of the righteous way can be preserved; any unstoppable cases can also be planted on us, as It just shows that they're not that incompetent."

Ye Cheng heard the words but did not refute.

The man raised his head and glanced at Shen Lanzhou, and after a long silence, he said: "If you were framed for what happened before you, I can..."

"But it's true that most of those things were done by me." Shen Lanzhou kept talking, pouring wine while drinking, "The family in Xunzhou is 73. There are other things, I can't remember them all."

"I, Shen Lanzhou, have indeed committed countless evils in my life. To you, I am indeed worthy of death. Don't regard me as a poor and innocent good person."

Shen Lanzhou raised his eyes to look at Ye Cheng, smiled and propped his chin with his hands and said: "If you really follow Brother Ye back to Tianshan Mountain, I am afraid that Shen will only have a dead end.

"What if Brother Ye told me, what should I do to save my life? Brother Ye is so soft and hard, Shen is really helpless and has a headache.

"Brother Ye said it, as long as I can do it, no matter what Brother Ye asks, Shen will definitely do it, and he will never break his promise."

After Shen Lanzhou finished speaking, he was holding his head with a smile and waiting for Ye Cheng to retort a few words coldly, or he still ignored him as before.

Ye Cheng's eyes flickered instantly after Shen Lanzhou finished speaking.

Shen Lanzhou saw with his own eyes what flashed in Ye Cheng's eyes at that moment, but the next second the man suddenly slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, sat on the chair and hesitated for a while, but didn't say a word. Said, turned around and walked out the door.

The door of the inn was closed with a dull sound.

Shen Lanzhou was stunned, but then continued to pick up the wine glass and drank slowly.

The fingers holding the wine glass are white and translucent in the sun, like creamy white jade.

*****

Ye Cheng returned to his room, closed the door and window, and walked to the bed.

He actually sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating intently.

Meditation is something that almost every martial artist will do.

Meditation can concentrate and meditate, which is most conducive to calming down the mood.

Ye Cheng is very powerful, but in fact he rarely meditates.

He no longer needs to use this method to cultivate his internal strength.

Occasionally, it is also to understand the mind.

Ye Cheng has always been very fast in concentrating, and he can quickly enter the state as soon as he meditates.

But this time, for some reason, he couldn't enter the state for a long time.

Sitting on the bed, Ye Cheng felt that the surroundings were very noisy for some reason, like countless people talking, and like countless swords fighting, the noise was noisy and chaotic, which made his mind confused.

Ye Cheng felt that his forehead began to sweat, and slowly the sweat spread to his whole body.

He felt restless all over.

There seemed to be a lot of thoughts in his mind, but when he thought about it carefully, the reason was all because of one Shen Lanzhou.

Ye Cheng remembered a long time ago, when he first started, the head of the Tianshan School was an old man with gray hair and beard.

As his youngest closed disciple, he naturally received the most care.

The old head is a very kind old man, his force is profound, but his state of mind is wonderful.

Dripping water falling into the pond, flying flowers and cutting leaves, all entered his heart, but not his eyes.

The old head once pointed to the white snow in front of the gate of Tianshan Mountain and asked him: "Only the snow on the top of Tianshan Mountain does not melt all the year round. Can Xiao Cheng know why?"

"Because the climate on the top of the mountain is cold." I, who hadn't started at the time, replied like this, with a straight look.

The old master stroked his snow-white beard, smiled and shook his head and said, "No, it's because running water is snow, cold pools are snow, white snow is snow, and rain is snow.

"Accumulated snow will never melt, because for Accumulated Xue, everyone in the world is themselves, and only themselves. The heart is pure, and nothing disturbs.

"Xiaocheng, if we martial arts practitioners want to keep our Dao heart, we must learn this. The spiritual platform is ten thousand inches, we should only keep our heart and not enter into other things.

"The purest is the purest, the purest is the strongest, and the strongest can be immortal. Martial arts practitioners should always follow the original heart, not be confused by evil ways, and not be confused by foreign things. Xiaocheng, you have to keep it in mind."

"Student, remember." Ye Cheng remembered his childhood self and replied respectfully.

He has always firmly remembered the words of the old head.

Everyone in the world said that Ye Cheng was a weirdo since he was a child.

He doesn't seem to care about anything else, and he only cares about cultivation.

Ye Cheng's kung fu is so strong that his heart is extremely peaceful.

Ye Cheng observes his inner world while looking inside, and sees that his inner world is only a vast expanse of white snow.

Surrounded by plain white, overwhelming white.

Other than that, there are no other colors.

Just like the white snow at the gate of Tianshan Mountain, there is nothing else.

But now, Ye Cheng could clearly see that on top of the plain white in his inner world, other colors began to appear.

The smoky black and dark red are intertwined, soaking into the plain white overwhelmingly, irresistibly and with a firm attitude.

Make him unavoidable.

A man wearing a black coat and a dark red belt slowly walked over amidst the thick ink.

He stood in the white snow in his heart, raised his eyes with a smile and asked him: "Brother Ye, what do you want? Only Brother Ye wants, I will give everything."

He raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile, his blood-colored eyes were smudged with layers of smiles.

It's like the tenderness that penetrates the bone, but also... the danger of eroding the bone.

There were more and more beads of sweat on Ye Cheng's forehead, and his face became paler and paler.

He saw that the man was smiling at him, and stretched out his hand towards him.

While Ye Cheng repeatedly warned himself not to pay attention to him, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and held the man's hand without hesitation.

Snow capped, extremely powerful, and martial arts supreme, how can it compare to that person's graceful eyebrows, lively looks and fragrance?

Sitting on the bed, Ye Cheng finally trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Cheng suddenly remembered the jar of wine he drank with Shen Lanzhou in the next room just now.

Some things, to Shen Lanzhou, are just an understatement, as light as white water.

For him, it was spicy wine that burned his limbs and bones.

*****

Shen Lanzhou sat alone in the room and drank the whole jug of wine slowly.

Shen Lanzhou has a very good capacity for alcohol, even after drinking the whole jug of wine, his expression remains unchanged, and there is no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

Shen Lanzhou glanced out of the window, seeing that the moon was already on the eaves at this time.

Estimating that it was time to rest, Shen Lanzhou put down his wine glass, stood up, and was about to walk to the bed.

But as soon as he got up, he saw a small cloth bag on the seat where Ye Cheng was sitting just now.

The cloth bag is only the size of a woman's palm, made of white cloth, and the inside is bulging, and I don't know what it contains.

Shen Lanzhou walked over, took the cloth bag in his hand and opened it.

When I opened it, I found that the inside was bulging and full of hidden weapons.

Of course it wasn't the thin bladed, highly poisonous concealed weapon he used before.

This hidden weapon is in the shape of small pebbles.

It is the wishful bead, a hidden weapon of the Tianshan School.

Each wishful bead weighs only three to four cents, and is the smallest concealed weapon circulating in the martial arts today.

Except for the Tianshan School, no one can make it.

Naturally, this Wishful Bead is not as vicious as Shen Lanzhou's previous hidden weapons, which would kill someone if hurt, but it is equally powerful, and it is easy to carry and hide because of its small size.

To be honest, it is no worse than his previous hidden weapons.

Shen Lanzhou stared at the bag of wishful beads for a long time, but finally couldn't help but smile.

The man put away the wishful beads, closed the window, and went to sleep.