Chapter 426: Drinking alone under the moon before
saying farewell had actually been expected. After all, Ning Huan’s head is very important to Lu Yuan. If Ning Huan’s head can be brought back, it will not only be Lu Yuan’s great achievement, but also Ning Huan’s rejuvenation. Secrets were also very attractive to the Taoist Emperor.
Lu Yuan didn't want to stay in Luo City for a long time. Since the thunderstorm at the Crock Temple, basically all sane people would want to temporarily leave Luo City, a place of right and wrong.
So after Lu Yuan spoke, Fang Bie turned around appropriately.
In fact, Ning Huan's head is of little use if placed here by Fang Bie. It has already undergone a round of harmless treatment in Fang Bie's hands. If Ning Huan can still be reincarnated, then Fang Bie can only doubt it. Is this the world of martial arts anymore?
After all, only the fantasy world can have such exaggerated expressiveness.
If it were to be put up for sale, apart from Luo Jiao, I'm afraid there would be no one in the world who could offer the highest price compared to the imperial court.
The problem is that Luo Jiaofang wouldn't dare to sell it to anyone else, right?
"That's right." Fang Bie looked at Lu Yuan and said quietly, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
"And there are other transaction contents."
... Under the cover of night, Fang Bie came and went as fast as he came
. Lu Yuan finally got the box wrapped in green cloth. After opening it, he could see Ning Huan's old wrinkled face resting there with eyes closed and a calm expression. It really felt like he would open his eyes at any time. Only at this time can people understand why Ning Huan insists on practicing the Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth, just because the fear of aging and death is imminent. This was Ning Huan's head. Lu Yuan was sure of it the first time he saw the head. only. Lu Yuan gently held up the head in front of him with his hands. Yes, the weight is terrifyingly light, only about one-fifth of the weight of a normal head. Probably——that boy has already hollowed out this head. After all, if you want to sell it, as long as the appearance is not damaged, it will be fine. Didn't you see that the skull of Wang Mang, the thief of the country, was kept in the collection of the subsequent royal family for hundreds of years, until it was burned down by fire? On the other side, Fang Bie has also returned to Xiaohun Inn. It was already very late, but since I had decided to leave, Xiaohun Inn would not open again, but would be handed over to Hive, because it was originally the property of Hive. Of course - Yuan Chong is coming to Luo City next. Whether the Hive can continue to exist in Luo City is a big question mark. Under the cover of night, as soon as Fang Bie jumped onto the wall, he saw He Ping, who was drinking wine alone on the roof. The proprietress was still dressed in green clothes and placed a small low table on the roof, but He Ping usually Drinking means just drinking, and this time, in addition to wine, there was a small plate of salted peanuts on the small table. Fang Bie shook his head and sighed, then jumped lightly and came to the roof of the inn: "Sister Ping?" It was obvious that He Ping was waiting for him. "How's it going?" He Ping asked. "Everything goes well, Lu Yuan is a smart man." Fang Bie said calmly: "He made those deals with us. Once Yuan Chong comes, he will most likely be thrown out as an outcast. Although he usually keeps a low profile, he also I have no intention of really putting myself in danger." " This time we just give each other a step down, which is good for each other." He Ping nodded, then quietly stretched out her hand: "Have a drink?" Fang Bie nodded. , sat down opposite He Ping, took out his white porcelain wine glass from his arms, placed it on the table, and then poured it full. This time He Ping’s wine was soju as clear as water. I have to say that Sister Ping’s wine collection is really complete. Fang Don slowly reached out and picked up three salt-water peanuts, put them into his mouth, and then drank all the wine in the cup. "Thank you." The wine was very strong, but Fang Biao's expression did not change significantly. He just looked at He Ping and thanked her gently. He Ping's drinking does not require food. In fact, to put it bluntly, He Ping's drinking is related to her illness. Temporarily slowing down the perception of the world through the anesthesia of alcohol is another clumsy way to clean up the world. Before taking the pure glass prescription to open up the world of purity, He Ping needed a lot of alcohol to numb herself. Of course, even after the world of purity was established, drinking gradually became a hobby. After all, no matter who you are, if you drink alcohol continuously for more than ten years, you will become addicted. He Ping's drinking was just drinking, and the reason why He Ping served food and drinks was because He Ping was waiting to say goodbye. "Thank you for taking care of me all these years." He Ping looked sideways at Fang Bie and said quietly. He Ping's expression was serious. So there is no smile at all. Under the dim night, the face of the landlady was as calm as jade. Fang Bie sighed: "The boss's wife." "I won't be the boss's wife soon." He Ping said seriously. He Ping was right, they would leave Xiaohun Inn soon, and Sister Ping would no longer be the landlady. "Then let's form a circus troupe?" Fang Bie said with a smile. He felt that Sister Ping's mood was a little wrong, so he tried his best to make jokes. Wasn't it a game of beast chess before? Elephants, tigers, leopards, wolves, dogs, cats and mice. It just happened to be the circus lineup. There are no inns running around in this world, but there are circuses running around. "Circus?" He Ping turned her head and said, "Well, I'm a little bit not interested." " By the way, Fang Bing." He Ping looked at Fang Bing's face. In fact, under normal circumstances, He Ping would not be able to tell Fang Bing. She was more accustomed to calling him by his full name, just like Huo Ying was also called Ying'er or Xiaoying in her mouth. Considering He Ping's age, this title is very appropriate. "Yeah." Fang Bie nodded. He Ping poured herself a glass of wine: "Actually, I've been thinking a lot these days." Fang Bie smiled: "Sister Ping, you tend to get older if you think too much." " It's just because you get older that you tend to think too much. He Ping looked at Fang Bie: "It's been a long time since it was so lively." Fang Bie nodded: "It's been a long time since it was so lively." It's been a really long time. Fang Bie and He Ping have been living together for a long time, and they never thought that other people would join the world so soon. First came Lin Xue. Then comes the Dragon Boat Festival. Then there is Shang Jiuge. Next is Shengjun Qian Ningxia Hei Wu. Finally, there is Huo Ying. Huo Ying is the first and last person. It was very lively before I knew it.
When it was time to eat in the evening, we could already sit at a large table full of people, instead of sitting opposite He Ping and eating quietly like at first.
Drink in peace.
Just like now.
"Do you still remember how Xie Yuan died?" He Ping asked suddenly.
(End of chapter)