The corner of Yue Qianchou's mouth raised into a smile. He could recognize that the jar of wine was given to him by him. It was indeed a good wine. It was the Yin Wind Wine taken from Yu Ji of the Demon Ghost Region. It was not a good wine that anyone could drink.
The old man's eyes seemed to always look at him intentionally or unintentionally. Their eyes met several times. Yue Qianchou smiled back, but the old man's eyes were still cold.
As a result, Yue Qianchou was very sullen, so he simply turned around. In front of him, nearly a thousand people had gathered here. They were drinking and eating to their heart's content, giving off a forthright atmosphere of the Jianghu. This was a feeling that Yue Qianchou liked very much, and it made him feel much better …
"Heaven, earth, I am here, drifting, where can I go …"
Under the starry night sky, under the bonfire, some people bared their teeth and brandished their claws around the bonfire, dancing a strange dance like a big crab. Some people even took out their flying swords and hit them with a clanking sound, singing a wild tune with their mouths. It was a pure man's tune. Pride and frustration were roared out from their throats. Even if they were drunk, they would still wake up. Although the world was big, tomorrow, they would still be unknown little rogue cultivators …
"You are from the Misty Rain Tower, right? Let us help you! "
Several people sitting around on the side had been staring here. Seeing the six women doing rough work, someone finally couldn't help but start to strike up a conversation. As soon as they opened their mouth, seven or eight wolf-like men couldn't wait to get up and rush over here.
"Get out of here!" Hazy Haze roared, scaring several people and making them sit back down. This caused the surrounding people to roar with laughter. Although the laughter was forthright, there was some bitterness hidden in it. It was not known whether they were laughing at those people who were defeated or laughing at themselves for wanting to eat swan meat.
Several women were busy around Yue Qianchou's feet. Yue Qianchou stood there with his arms crossed, tilting his head to look at the movement just now. There was a faint smile on his face, and he was not angry because of those people's collision just now.
In his previous life, he had started out as a commoner, so he naturally had a better understanding of the mentality of the small fry. These people clearly wanted to curry favor with the Misty Rain Pavilion's female disciple, hoping to gain a favorable impression of them and escape their lonely status as independent cultivators.
If he was like them now, would he also want to rely on this method to get a higher position? Yue Qianchou looked into the distance. The answer in his heart was no! He admitted that he was not a good person. Perhaps the methods he used were more bloody, violent, or evil, but he would never use such a method.
Because he was ambitious, daring to think, daring to work hard, daring to risk his life, daring to challenge an unfair fate, and unswerving determination to move forward, he was destined to have a bigger stage.
If he couldn't succeed, he would just have to die. That was how a man should be. Crawling under a woman's skirt, wagging his tail to beg for pity, or to win sympathy, were just small tricks. Once he did that, the road he had to walk would be even more bumpy, and he would have to endure even more humiliation.
At this moment, Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing each carried a large bundle of firewood back, and they even carried a pheasant and a wild hare in their hands. They showed off to the women, and their faces were full of smiles. This caused the women to cheer, and they grabbed the firewood and prepared to barbecue it.
Yue Qianchou's eyes flickered as he looked at the two of them, and he backed off, making space in the middle for them to pile the firewood.
After the bonfire was lit, the few of them sat around it. The three men here could be said to be a thorn in everyone's side, and they were too enviable. There was a man between every two women, and there were two other women who were busy barbecuing.
Yue Qianchou took out a few jars of good wine, and threw them to the few of them. He picked up the wine jars, removed the clay seals, and drank to his heart's content. After that, he put down the wine jars, and attentively listened to the conversations around him.
Damn it! His limelight had been stolen by these girls! Yue Qianchou cursed in his heart, and realized that the people around him were all talking about the six women around him, and it seemed like all of them wanted to get close to him. Fortunately, there was still a group of people talking about business.
"Forget it! Don't look! No matter how delicious the meat is, we can't bite it. Let's talk about that Yue Qianchou! "
"What's the use of talking about him? That butcher is hiding somewhere, and it's really easy to find him."
"Have you heard? World Commerce's Guan Zhongkai has already brought a large amount of reward money, and is holding down the fort in Gold Casting City. If anyone can get news of Yue Qianchou, they can directly report it."
"It's not just Guan Zhongkai, I heard that there are also eight World Commerce's late stage Tribulation Passing experts following him."
"Hehe! That's nothing. It's said that Yin Baikang's eldest disciple, Sikong Jue, is leading a large group of World Commerce's experts to await orders. As long as they find Yue Qianchou, they will personally come out. "
"If that's the case, then World Commerce is determined to get him!"
"Of course, World Commerce's wealth is unparalleled, and World Commerce's influence is the greatest in the world. Yin Baikang's cultivation is one of the top ten experts in the cultivation world … Hey! Look, that woman's breasts are really big! "
Damn! This can also change the topic! Yue Qianchou was listening attentively, and almost choked to death by these words that were cut off halfway. Following the gaze of those people, he saw that they were talking about Hazy Haze, which really made him speechless.
"Wu … Wu … Wu … Wu …" Suddenly, an ethereal and graceful sound of a flute rang out in the surroundings, leisurely floating in the night sky.
The surrounding noise suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked for the source of the sound. In the end, everyone's gazes all fell on the hillside pavilion at the top of the hill.
On the hillside illuminated by the bonfire, under the incandescent light of the pavilion, a graceful figure was facing downwards. Blue muslin clothes, blue muslin hat, and one couldn't see her true appearance. Her slender jade-like fingers rose and fell, holding a flute vertically and playing it under the cover of the blue muslin.
There was a faint and inexplicable sorrow in the song, and no one knew what the player was thinking. Yue Qianchou could be considered a person who had a rough understanding of music now. Listening attentively, he felt that this woman's tune was filled with endless loneliness, and endless blankness. In reality, this song was a bit out of tune, and was completely played at will.
After listening for a while, everyone felt very bored, and began to discuss again. However, they were all guessing what the woman's appearance under the blue muslin was like. Because just looking at that graceful figure, it was indeed a first-class figure. The blue muslin clothes wrapped around a plump and well-proportioned body. She was neither tall nor short, and her hands were also pure white and crystal clear. However, no one knew what her face looked like.
The strangest thing was that the one-armed old man was actually standing behind her in a somewhat respectful manner, slightly bowing his head in silence. Everyone who had some understanding of Ghost Village knew that this old man's cultivation wasn't low! Although he was disabled, with his existence, no one dared to act recklessly in Ghost Village.
Actually, all the wandering cultivators who were able to settle down here had to thank this old man. If it wasn't for his existence, Ghost Village would have long been abandoned. It was he who had been quietly taking care of this place, and gave everyone a place to settle down. Most importantly, if anyone was chased by enemies, they would be safe if they hid here. It seemed like no one dared to seek revenge in Ghost Village.
Such a mysterious old man was now obediently standing behind a woman. This was something that none of the wandering cultivators had ever seen before. Everyone didn't even need to think to know that this woman's origin was definitely not ordinary.
"Do any of you know where this one-armed old man came from?" Yue Qianchou asked the people around him. In any case, he knew nothing about this old man.
Qin Jiaxing withdrew his gaze from the Leaning Mountain Pavilion and shook his head. "I don't know. In any case, I heard from some wandering cultivators that he has always been here. I don't know when he started."
Yue Qianchou looked at Fu Chun, but he also shook his head to show that he didn't know. On the other hand, Yan Lan frowned and said, "This senior's identity is very mysterious. He never talks to anyone and doesn't easily hurt anyone. Therefore, there are rumors that he is deaf and mute. As for whether it's true or not, I don't know. Anyway, that's what everyone says. But … "
"But what?" Yue Qianchou asked curiously.
Yan Lan hesitated for a while and said, "The Misty Rain Tower has made it clear that none of our disciples are allowed to cause trouble in Ghost Village. They are also not allowed to be rude to this old man. Otherwise, they will be severely punished!"
"Oh!" Yue Qianchou was surprised and re-examined the one-armed old man. Yan Lan then asked softly, "Mister, with your experience, you still don't know where he came from?"
F * ck! I don't have any experience at all! Yue Qianchou stammered, "En."
"Woo woo woo …" Suddenly, the sound of a flute was heard and joined the flute. It sounded like a flute and a flute were playing together. Everyone looked towards the source of the sound. A person stood up next to the bonfire and blew the flute at the green-veiled woman in the Mountain Leaning Pavilion.
Yue Qianchou tilted his head and was startled. It was the b * tch who almost made him attack her earlier in the day. He didn't expect her to be acting cool here again. However, listening to the sound, he realized that the flute in this person's hand wasn't just for fun. He actually knew a bit about music and filled in the gaps in the woman's song. For a moment, it complemented each other and made the song even more pleasant to listen to.
However, the four people next to the person seemed a bit disappointed. "Good! It's so nice … "They all clapped and cheered. Their flattery could drown an elephant. In the end, the flute in front of the Mountain Leaning Pavilion stopped playing. The woman had already put down the flute in her hand and seemed to be silently watching the scene below.
The sound of the flute immediately became monotonous. Fang Ming also stopped playing and glared at the four people next to him. The four people immediately quieted down awkwardly.
Fang Ming straightened his expression and walked out from the crowd. He walked towards the Mountain Leaning Pavilion and stopped at the foot of the hill. He cupped his hands together and said, "I am Fang Ming, a Rogue Cultivator. I suddenly heard the sounds of nature and couldn't help but play together with it. I hope you don't mind my rudeness."
After he spoke politely, it seemed like the woman didn't want to talk to him anymore. The night wind blew against her green veil, but she didn't move an inch. Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from below. Someone whispered, "Look, another guy who wants to eat swan meat."
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