Chapter 459 Night Talk Across the Wall

Chapter 459 Night Talk Across the Wall

On this ordinary night, this group of people are very happy. There is no intrigue between sects, no deception between good and evil. They just want to get drunk without restraint.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, and the sound of the flute is clear. Gradually, more and more people join the ranks of singing with their heads held high. There are not only these disciples of Cangyun Sect by the Goddess Lake, but also other disciples of the righteous way. Seeing the disciples of Cangyun Sect singing, they all sing along.

A song of youth, a song of rivers and lakes, and a song of immortal freedom.

Orchestra, drinking and singing, flying swords in the sky, and taking revenge, isn’t it the free and easy life that we yearn for?

The beggar chicken was finally dug out by the greedy little pool. For her, life is almost endless, and she will not understand the thoughts of other humans at this moment. Foxes love to eat chickens, and it has been the same since ancient times. She can’t resist the delicious temptation of beggar chicken.

Zhao Shilin brought a lot of big fat chickens from the royal palace, so there were a lot of beggar chickens. If they couldn't finish them, they could give them to the righteous disciples next to them, and they wouldn't waste them.

Drinking wine in big bowls, eating meat in big mouthfuls, eating without guns would be unpleasant. Except for a few female disciples who were still reserved, Ye Xiaochuan, Jie Se, Liu Jie and other guys started to tear and rob. There were obviously many beggar chickens wrapped in snow lotus leaves that had not been cracked, but they liked to rob others.

Now they are young and can still live happily. In a few decades, when they have become virtuous, they can't be so unscrupulous.

Tonight's bonfire party was very successful. In the second half of the night, everyone walked towards the Giant Stone City with three steps and three steps, threatening to hold more bonfire beggar chicken parties when they have time.

Wangcai was in a good mood today. Since there were a lot of beggar chickens, he had a full meal and squatted on Ye Xiaochuan's shoulder. His belly was obviously fatter.

Liujie, this guy, also eats a lot, more than Jiesex. When he gets drunk, he asks people for money one by one. He doesn't borrow much, but borrows 20 or 30 taels. As a result, no one is fooled except Ye Xiaochuan.

These guys all know the origin of the monk Liujie's name, also known as Liujie Monk. He asks relatives, friends or strangers to borrow money whenever he has something to do. He has never borrowed more than 60 taels, and he will write IOUs. He looks like a good person.

But over the years, it seems that the IOUs of those creditors have rotted and molded, and he has never cashed a single one.

Once a creditor came to his door with an IOU, he said: I don't have money, I will pay you back if I have it. By the way, are you well-off now? Lend me another 50 taels to buy wine.

Since then, no one has come to pay him back, and of course, no one will be deceived into lending him money.

Until today, I met a big idiot Ye Xiaochuan on this cliff.

Ye Xiaochuan's drinking capacity has been trained since he was a child. Following a master who is an old drunkard, he drank milk more than alcohol. When he returned to the room in the palace, his consciousness was still clear. He threw Wangcai into the bed and let it die. He drank the half pot of cold tea on the table. Seeing that it was almost dawn, he simply did not sleep. Anyway, he did not have a competition tomorrow, so he sat cross-legged and meditated, using his power to force out the alcohol in his blood.

After running the Yin-Yang Qiankun Dao for a week, the alcohol was almost completely gone. Looking out the window, it was still dark, but the rooster had already crowed.

He was not the only one who couldn't sleep. Yun Qiyou in the next room couldn't sleep either. There was no candle in the dark room. Yun Qiyou pushed open the window, but he could no longer see the moonlight. He was slightly disappointed. After closing the window, he lay gently on the bed.

Suddenly, there was a slight thumping sound from the wall, and then Ye Xiaochuan's words were heard.

"Yun Qiangdao, you haven't slept yet."

The two rooms were the most remote, right next to each other, separated by a wall. In the dead of night, Ye Xiaochuan heard the sound of Yun Qiyou opening and closing the window in the next room.

The two insomniacs, both of whom were just beginning to feel affection, were ignorant of feelings. The sound of the piano and flute tonight made them feel a little mysterious.

Yun Qiyou was silent for a while, and still said: "You haven't slept either."

Ye Xiaochuan, who was lying on the bed, didn't expect Yun Qiyou to respond. He turned over in bed, lay on the bed, knocked on the wall a few times with his hands, and said: "I can't sleep. Since you can't sleep either, let's chat. You are the one who speaks the least at the beggar chicken bonfire party tonight."

Yun Qiyou fell into a long silence, just when Ye Xiaochuan thought that this woman would no longer pay attention to him and was a little disappointed.

Yun Qiyou suddenly said, "Where did you get the jade flute in your hand?"

Ye Xiaochuan was startled and said, "I was just about to ask you, where did you get the ancient zither on you? Why do I feel a very familiar and mysterious feeling every time the zither and flute sound together?"

Yun Qiyou said, "Me too, this mysterious feeling is getting stronger and stronger."

Neither of them told the origin of their things. Ye Xiaochuan didn't dare to tell it. The Huangquan Biluo Xiao was one of the three sacred artifacts of the Demon Cult. This secret must not be known to anyone except himself, otherwise there would be great trouble.

Yun Qiyou also didn't want to tell the origin of the Demon-Suppressing Ancient Zither. This was also her secret.

So the two people with ulterior motives began to remain silent for a long time.

After a long time, Yun Qiyou suddenly took the initiative to speak and said, "Do you know the origin of the Wufeng Sword in your hand?"

Ye Xiaochuan echoed, "Of course I know. It was the magic weapon of the Invisible Sword God Situ Feng six thousand years ago."

Yun Qiyou said: "Do you know the story of Situ Feng and Su Qinglian?"

Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and a little surprised. Could it be that Yun Qiyou also knew about the curse of Zhan Chen and Wu Feng's three lives and seven lives? Do you also know about nine thousand nine hundred years of reincarnation?

It shouldn't be, this secret was told to him by Situ Feng. No one should tell Yun Qiyou such a long-standing story.

Just as Ye Xiaochuan was thinking secretly, what Yun Qiyou said next surprised him even more.

Just listen to Yun Qiyou saying slowly: "There is a curse between Zhan Chen and Wu Feng. They have fallen in love and killed each other, and have been entangled in each other for three lives and seven lives. You and I are the last lives. The previous six lives of the masters of the double swords all ended badly. Su Qinglian died at the hands of Situ Feng, you should know it well. "

Ye Xiaochuan was extremely shocked at this moment. It took him a while to calm down and said: "So you know about the curse of Zhanchen Wufeng for three lives and seven lifetimes. Now you still know about the curse of the double swords, and you and me." It’s the last person in the world, there are probably not many left in this world. I’m curious, who told you this secret?”

Yun Qiyou said slowly: "A senior from Cangyun Sect told me, Ye Xiaochuan, if one day we are like the first six lives of Two Swords, will you kill me?"