Chapter 280 I came to kill you

During breakfast, the usually sleazy Hu Zi was silent. We slurped the porridge. After finishing, we cleaned up the dishes. I sat under the eaves again as usual with a chair, studying the Corpse Clothes Sutra.

However, although my eyes were still on the Corpse Clothes Sutra, my heart had already flown away.

"I don't know what happened to Uncle Pao. Can Ling'er really keep Uncle Pao awake?" I sighed, put down the book, and stared at the azure sky in a trance.

I thought that a master like Pao Zhen must be a very romantic and admired person.

But I never thought that he would have so much on his shoulders.

But then I shook my head and smiled bitterly, "Which cultivator in this world doesn't have a story? Let's not talk about cultivators, just talk about ordinary people, whose life will be smooth sailing? More or less, everyone will encounter some ups and downs, and everyone will have some inner demons. It's just that ordinary people don't practice Taoism, so their inner demons will not be infinitely magnified. But in the dead of night, when a person is alone, it must be very difficult to endure!"

I took a deep breath. At this time, Hu Zi also came under the eaves with a handful of melon seeds. While eating melon seeds, he said, "Qian Yu, what do you say...how is Uncle Pao now? He should be okay, right?"

I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know.

"Ah." Hu Zi sighed and said, "I didn't expect that Uncle Pao actually had a past that he couldn't bear to look back on. It's just a pity for Ling'er. She saw her mother being killed with her own eyes, and she was killed by her own father. She must have been very painful these years."

I glanced at Hu Zi and saw that Hu Zi was holding a handful of melon seeds and staring at the azure sky in a trance.

There was a trace of sadness between his brows, and even in his eyes, there was a trace of melancholy.

To be honest, this is not the first time I have seen Hu Zi like this.

Usually, Hu Zi often shows himself as a carefree person, but only I know that sometimes, in fact, it is just Hu Zi's pretense.

He lost his parents when he was young, and few people can understand the pain in his heart, but what can he do? He can only make himself look heartless and pretend to be strong.

Although his experience was different from Ling'er's, Ling'er also lost her mother freely, so Hu Zi could empathize more.

"Qian Yu, I miss home a little bit." Hu Zi suddenly said, "How about you?"

I was startled when I heard that, and then nodded.

We are both only eighteen years old. In all these years, except when we were in school, we rarely really left home.

And now, not only have we left the home where we have lived for eighteen years, we can't even go back.

Even if a few years later, that fatal feng shui bureau dissipates on its own, and we can go back, but that small village... has already changed a lot.

Some people and some things are no longer there. Let alone going back, it may be painful to look back.

The whole day, Hu Zi and I were listless. We didn't eat lunch either. We just endured until the afternoon. Hu Zi finally couldn't stand it anymore. He glanced at me and asked, "Qian Yu, are you hungry?"

I shook my head and said, "No."

"Then... I'm hungry!" Hu Zi rubbed his stomach and said, "Qian Yu, I want to eat meat. Do you want to eat? I also want to drink." "

Okay." I nodded. Hu Zi got up and went into the house. About half an hour later, Hu Zi called me in the house, "Qian Yu, the meat is ready, and the wine is poured. Today, we brothers will not stop drinking until we are drunk."

I laughed and got up and went back to the house.

What surprised me was that what was placed on the table was not Pao Zhen's Feitian Maotai, but two bottles of ordinary Erhuotou.

"I just bought it from the canteen while you were distracted." Hu Zi smiled and said, "Although it's not as good as Uncle Pao's collection, it tastes good. I'll vomit if I drink too much."

After saying that, Hu Zi picked up the wine glass and said in a sly tone, "One for me?"

"One for me!" Hu Zi and I clinked our glasses and drank them all.

This drinking session took Hu Zi and I several hours. After we finished two bottles of white wine, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Hu Zi's eyes were straight, his face was red, and his neck was thick, but he didn't seem to be satisfied yet. He took out a few more bottles of beer and said, "Let's have some snow capped beer."

"Of course." I smiled and took a bottle of beer, tilted my head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Hu Zi didn't drink, but just stared at the beer bottle in his hand. After a long while, he burst into tears.

"Fuck, Qian Yu, I want to go home." Hu Zi cried, raised his head and gulped down a bottle of beer, then said with red eyes: "Qian Yu, you know, I have liked Miao Cuicui since I was a child, very much. Didn't you ask me before, where did Miao Cuicui take me? We didn't go anywhere, just in the back mountain. Although she died and turned into a female demon, she still knew me, and, and..."

At this point, Hu Zi suddenly grinned.

"I never dreamed that my first kiss in my life would be with a bitch, and I never thought that my first..."

When he said this, his eyes suddenly widened, and then with a bang, he fell directly on the table, drunk and unconscious.

I shook my head helplessly, then supported Hu Zi and sent him back to the room.

After returning to the kitchen, I did not go back to the room to rest, but sat at the table and continued to drink alone.

Hu Zi said he missed home, but in fact, how could I not miss it.

The reason why Hu Zi missed home was because he couldn't let go of Miao Cuicui in his heart, but I was worried about my master.

"I don't know what happened to my master. Have the terracotta warriors in the ancient tomb in the back mountain been suppressed? He should have resumed his job in the underworld, right? I just don't know when he can come back."

I don't know how long it took until I finished seven or eight bottles of beer. I exhaled a long breath of alcohol and got up to go back to the house to rest.

However, just as I got up, I frowned, turned around, squinted and looked at the door.

Because the moment I got up, I suddenly felt that the Qi in the room had moved. It felt like the Qi had turned into fried beans and was jumping violently.

Obviously, someone had tampered with the Feng Shui here.

"Who is coming?" I whispered to the outside of the door.

"Huh? The young man's five senses are quite sensitive. He actually sensed my presence?"

A somewhat sharp voice came from outside the door, and then there was a "bang", and the door was pushed open.

When the door was pushed open, a man in a sports suit and with an ordinary appearance came into my sight.

"Who are you?" I asked with narrowed eyes.

He grinned at the words, then clasped his fists at me and said: "The Hundred Flowers Alliance, the leader, Yao Heng, is here to kill you!"