Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 94: Transcendent and elegant, the swordsman Li Taibai has no regrets!

The words fell.

Zhang Ye didn't feel anything.

Xi Shi, who was just about to pour tea, paused, turned back, and looked at Li Bai blankly.

"My family is Xi Shi, old sir, do you know me?"

Li Bai's pupils trembled, as if there was an earthquake, and his white beard trembled uncontrollably, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying.

"You...are you really...Xi Shi from the Spring and Autumn Period?" Li Bai looked at Xi Shi with confirmation eyes.

When Xi Shi heard the word Spring and Autumn, her head tilted: "Spring and Autumn period? When was that?"

The words fell.

Zhang Ye turned to look at Xi Shi: "Go and pour the tea, I will explain it to Taibai."

Xi Shi nodded and glanced blankly in confusion.

As for Li Bai, sitting on the Grand Master's chair, he was completely confused.

"She is indeed Xi Shi from the Spring and Autumn Period. Taibai heard it right." Zhang Ye said calmly.

Hearing this, Li Bai felt another shock in his heart.

How could Xi Shi in the Spring and Autumn Period be in this wooden house in the forest?

The Spring and Autumn Period was thousands of years apart from the Tang Dynasty!

Here I met people who lived more than a thousand years ago, and the beauty Xi Shi who has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

How could he, Li Bai, not be shocked.

The most important thing is that Xishi looks like she is still in her prime, still in the boudoir...

And the young man in front of me.

Just having short hair is extremely inconsistent with their Tang Dynasty attire.

Combined with my conjecture when I came...

Sure enough, this is really where the immortals are!

When he thought of this, Li Bai quickly stood up, took two steps back, then faced Zhang Ye, bowed deeply and saluted, shouting: "Immortal above, Taibai respects you!"

Zhang Ye also stood up together, with a smile on his lips, and stepped forward to help Li Bai up.

"Taibai, sit down first."

He helped Li Bai to the grand master's chair, and Zhang Ye also sat down.

Zhang Ye did not speak, but waited for Li Bai to continue to react for a while.

Looking at Li Bai's confused look, it was obvious that the Last Wish Company and 697 Xishi had given him a great shock.

It takes a while to digest properly.

Zhang Ye was not in a hurry anyway.

I don’t know how long I will stay in the mountains and forests during this trip.

It’s not even that short of time.

Not long after.

Xi Shi came over with a tea tray and placed two cups of tea in front of Zhang Ye and Li Bai.

Then, he stood aside and waited without saying a word.

It was clearly written on the "Employee Code of Conduct" that Zhang Ye showed her before.

Her job is to serve tea and water, and then entertain customers with Zhang Ye. There is nothing else to do.

Xishi must do her job well, even though she doesn't understand what her job is.

Zhang Ye picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

At this time, Li Bai's weak voice was heard, asking: "May I ask the immortal, what kind of company...is this company located at?"

Zhang Ye put down the tea cup calmly: "The Last Wish Co., Ltd. is dedicated to helping dying people realize their last wishes."

"To put it simply, Taibai, since you can come to my last wish company, it means that you have something in your heart that has not been realized but has a deep obsession. I call this obsession Last wish.”

Zhang Ye finally discovered it.

For these ancient people, don't go into long speeches about what they have and what they don't have, just tell them directly what the Will Company does, and that's it.

Then it’s up to them whether they want to place an order.

Just like Qin Shihuang, he spent all his energy and almost changed history, although he probably should have changed history.

In the end, it was not easy for the First Emperor to believe him and place the order.

Therefore, facing Li Bai this time, Zhang Ye restrained himself a lot.

Of course, the main reason, he could see, was that Li Bai's obsession was deep and could be seen on the surface.

What's more, the character Li Bai's end was a bit too miserable.

A generation of poetry immortals became immortals because of their poems, and fell to the ground because of their poems. They climbed to the sky with one step (ccbg) and fell to the ground with the other.

Zhang Ye didn't believe that Li Bai had no obsession, and he didn't believe that Li Bai was willing to die like this.

After hearing what Zhang Ye said.

Li Bai lowered his head slightly and looked at the tea cup in front of him.

He didn't speak, just picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then felt the taste in his mouth.

Gulu.

After swallowing the tea in his mouth, Li Bai sighed: "Good tea."

"Walking in the mountains and forests, I came across the residence of immortals... I, Li Taibai, have lived my life in vain... If I had wine... it would be even more fortunate.

"Xi Shi, go get the wine. It's the white bottle in the back room." Zhang Ye said with a smile.

Hearing this, Li Bai was startled, and looked at Zhang Ye with a feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign country and knowing him.

Not long after, Xi Shi brought the wine.

Zhang Ye picked up the tea cup, poured out the tea inside, opened the wine, and poured it into it.

When Li Bai saw this, he laughed loudly and imitated Zhang Ye's example, pouring out the tea in the cup.

Afterwards, neither of them spoke a word. After pouring a glass, they drank it on their backs.

Of course, Zhang Ye only drank one glass and gave the rest to Li Bai.

"Good wine! The wine brewed by the immortals is even better than the royal wine in the palace!" Li Bai put down the teacup, his old face full of smiles.

Zhang Ye didn't say anything, just looked at Li Bai quietly.

After sighing.

Li Bai raised his head, his eyes full of obsession, and there was still a smile on his old face.

"Does the immortal know the obsession in my heart?" Li Bai asked, minding his own business.

Zhang Ye shook his head: "I don't know, Taibai can tell."

Li Bai drank the wine in the cup in one gulp: "Everyone in the world knows that I am a poet, but who knows that my swordsmanship, Li Taibai, is also outstanding!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ye shook his head with a wry smile.

He knew that Li Bai was good at swordsmanship.

It's just that his poetic talent is better than his swordsmanship.

But he didn't speak, just listened quietly.

Then, Li Bai drank another drink: "The immortal just asked me what is the obsession in my heart."

The next second, Li Bai put down the tea cup in his hand.

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Li Bai took out the long sword from his waist and placed it in front of him. Under the sunlight, the long sword emitted bursts of cold light.

When Xi Shi saw Li Bai drawing his sword, his face immediately turned pale and he subconsciously hid behind Zhang Ye.

Li Bai's eyes were filled with excitement as he looked at the long sword, which seemed like his child and what he had been pursuing all his life.

This sword has been with him for a long time.

This sword was there when he was at his peak, and it was still there when he was down.

When he was at his peak, he wrote poems all day long and practiced swordplay all day long. When he was down, he wrote poems occasionally and practiced swordplay all day long.

But his swordsmanship has never been recognized by others, and his long sword has never been unsheathed.

"But who knows, I, Li Taibai, don't want to be the Immortal of Poetry, I would rather the world call me the Immortal of Swords! My talent for poetry has misled me, my talent for poetry has misled me..." Li Bai cried.

Zhang Ye sighed when he saw this scene.

To be honest, this is the most Versailles person he has ever seen in his long life.

Li Bai is a great poet. In the Tang Dynasty, an era when poetry culture was the most prosperous, he relied on his amazing poetic talent to crush all poets and became the most famous poetry immortal.

Even latecomers cannot surpass its status.

But now, the last wish of this Poet Immortal before his death is that he does not want to be called the Poet Immortal by the world, but he also wants to be called the Sword Immortal?

Good guy, God gave him poetic talent, but he was already feeding Li Taibai through his mouth.

Swordsmanship is a bowl of rice, so I won't be picky and let you eat it slowly.

Li Bai, on the other hand, didn't want to eat Shicai's rice bowl, and blamed God for not feeding him the swordsmanship rice bowl.

Do you want face?

"Tai Bai, don't be excited. Aren't you here just to fulfill this wish? Why is it so difficult?" Zhang Ye spoke quickly, interrupting Li Bai's Versailles behavior.

When Li Bai heard this, he immediately stopped crying, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Ye with wide eyes: "Is what the immortal... said true?"

"Of course, have you ever seen an immortal lie?" Zhang Ye smiled: "It's just..."

Li Bai was anxious and asked quickly: "That's what the immortal said, even if my title of Poet Immortal is taken away."

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes.

Is there any use for you to be called a Poet Immortal...

"It's just that we are a last wish company. As the name suggests, we help the deceased fulfill their wishes." Zhang Ye said solemnly.

Li Bai was stunned: "Help the dead...fulfil your wish?"

Zhang Ye nodded: "The way we fulfill your wish is to help you become a swordsman at your funeral.'

"Of course, you can't see all this, but even though you can't see it, it can make everyone who comes to attend your funeral know your identity as the Sword Immortal. Generally speaking, it is a good choice."

Zhang Ye told Li Bai all the conditions.

After listening.

Li Bai's widened eyes returned to normal, and his drunken state just now also recovered a little.

"That is...after I die, the immortal can realize my wish, but if I die...then I can still take care of my affairs..." Li Bai shook his head and laughed, his tone Revealing no difference

Although Li Bai did not learn to be as detached and elegant as Dongfang Shuo.

But he is also a free and easy person.

After hearing what Zhang Ye said.

He held the sword and stood up.

Then, he took two steps back and saluted with clasped fists. This time, he saluted as the knight Li Taibai: "Thank the immortal for the fine wine, Li Taibai... takes leave.

After saying that, Li Bai turned around, held his sword and made a gesture to leave.

And the next moment.

He only heard Zhang Ye's voice behind him.

"Taibai, are you willing to leave like this?"

"I can see your obsession with the title of Sword Immortal in your heart, but you know that if you turn around and leave, you will never have the chance to enjoy this title again.

"And in this world, your name, Li Taibai's Poet Immortal, will only be spread. No one will ever know it. Your name, Sword Immortal, is so acceptable to you?"

"Life is so short. If you die, you are dead, but your reputation will be passed down through the ages, be famous for hundreds of generations, and be praised for thousands of years!"

"I do not belong to this world, let alone the Tang Dynasty. The meeting between you and me today is the only opportunity given to you by God. If you step out of this door today, this only opportunity will disappear without a trace. And you, Li Taibai, will never be able to get the title of Sword Immortal for the rest of your life!"

The words fell.

Li Bai's raised foot was hanging in the air and did not fall down for a long time.

The sword in his hand was trembling, the hand holding the sword was trembling, his body was trembling, and his soul was trembling.

tread--

a long time.

Li Bai took one step forward.

"I dare to ask the immortal, what if you are not willing to give in?"

Li Bai's weak voice sounded, and he looked at his back, feeling lonely and sad, as if the fire of hope had been extinguished long ago, but also as if the fire of hope was being lit.

Hearing this, Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and took out a contract under the long table.

"Come here and sign."

When Li Bai heard this, he turned around and looked at Zhang Ye's expression and the smile on his face.

"What the immortal said... is true."

After that, he turned around, picked up the writing brush that he had not mentioned for a long time, and wrote the words "Li Taibai" on the document with the word "Contract" written on it like a flying phoenix.

Then, Li Bai walked out of the wooden house with his sword.

At this moment, the loneliness and sadness from Li Bai's back disappeared, and instead, he felt free and easy, detached and airy.

It was as if the things that had caused him pain and sorrow his whole life had answers today.

After Li Bai leaves.

Xi Shi looked at Zhang Ye and asked in confusion: "Why did the boss finally... persuade Li Taibai?"

Zhang Ye did not look at Xi Shi, but looked at Li Taibai's sharp, free and easy handwriting on the contract, and smiled.

Then, he raised his head and looked towards the door where Li Bai walked out: "He deserves it. I will hold a funeral for him."