Amber daughter red, fragrant, Ruolan Ruo musk. This is the finest sake of Gunfangkan. Ding Yi held the wine glass, his brows furrowed slightly. He still has some resistance to wine.

However, the so-called mountains and flowing water, bosom friends are hard to find. The wine that Luyuan practiced for him, he still has to drink. In terms of the application and future of puppetry, in fact, only the person in front of him can have a common language with him and can talk. This is a rare friend. Lu Yuan is cold and arrogant, he is the kind of peerless genius, but his passion and fiery will only be known by those who understand him.

"Xiao Yi, you and Lao Yang are going back tomorrow, I don't know when we will be able to get together again, but don't worry, I have always been in the Iron Casting City, when there is any tricky matter that needs me, just send someone to bring a word, I don't have to say, the fire comes to the water, the next time I come to Tiangang City, you and my brother will drink and talk again." ”

These words are a bit like the tone of gangsters on the rivers and lakes, Ding Yi was a little moved, and he didn't talk much, but drank a full glass.

A spicy taste with a sweet and sour, accompanied by a bitterness, several flavors repeatedly alternate, changing, and there is also a freshness. The six flavors are intertwined, coupled with the rich fragrance, after a glass of wine, Ding Yi is a little drunk.

However, Ding Yi is no longer a reckless boy who didn't know anything at the beginning, and he is now a monk anyway. He secretly used his spiritual power to dissolve this drinking energy. As soon as this slightly drunken feeling is gone, I am shocked, but it is refreshing. I only feel that my ears and eyes are clear, and I am very comfortable to use.

Xi Niang hurriedly stepped forward to fill the three of them, and she was so strange to the two people who were invited to the Luyuan banquet.

Lu Yuan and Zeng Yi have been here a few times, so Xi Niang knows Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan's status in the Iron Casting City is extremely high, and the Iron Casting City is the largest and most influential sect in Tiangang City. But Lu Yuan is too cold, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is empty-eyed, every time he comes, except for Zeng Yi's words, he will listen, and he doesn't pay attention to other people.

And Lu Yuan never took into account the other party's feelings when he spoke, and after the bride contacted her a few times, she extinguished her flattery and flattery. I didn't expect that this famous figure in Tiangang City would be so admired by a teenager, which is really a little strange.

Lu Yuan said: "Xiao Yi, there were some things I shouldn't have said, but I was stuck in my throat, and I was really uncomfortable. ”

"You and I are both cultivators, and cultivators are originally anti-heaven beings. All the calamities and hardships in the world are only regarded as calamities on our cultivation path, the grinding wheel that grinds our Dao heart, and the twists and turns that come back and forth, not what my generation should do, your insight, your academic accomplishment, these are all admired, but you are too cautious in dealing with the world, afraid of wolves and tigers, looking forward and backward, and the first rat at both ends, which makes me very disliked. ”

"A good boy, just like the rising sun, but you are as old as an old man at a young age. ”

Ding Yi is not easy to argue, everyone's experience is different, if he hadn't experienced those tragic pasts, maybe it wouldn't be what it is now. Creation makes people, this is a person in the rivers and lakes who can't help himself.

With a wry smile, he gave Lu Yuan a glass of wine. Ding Yi said: "Senior Brother Lu, the junior brother is from a civilian background, and he likes to consider problems from the perspective of a commoner, although he is extraordinary, and he has passed the level of the transcendent sacrifice, but I am still an ordinary man in my bones, which is inferior, which makes the senior brother laugh." ”

Lu Yuan shook his head and said: "Xiao Yi, looking at the world, all living beings, such as the cultivators who cross the river, dare to claim to be geniuses and proud figures, how many people can surpass you and me?"

"A ten-year-old spiritual-level cultivator, who in the entire cultivation world dares to call yourself a peerless genius in front of you?

Xi Niang was taken aback, she had realized earlier that Ding Yi was definitely an extraordinary character, but she didn't expect to have such an identity. Ten-year-old spiritual-level cultivator! No wonder Lu Yuan would have a good eye for him.

Xi Niang couldn't help but get up and asked, "Dare to ask the little prince his surname, a ten-year-old cultivator, this is a figure that has never been seen in the empire, can you tell me?"

Although Lu Yuan was a little unhappy, Ding Yi was a person he recognized, and he still wanted to show off Ding Yi. He stood up and was about to speak, when he heard the cracking of a silver bottle from downstairs in the Qunfang Pavilion, followed by a high-pitched scream, and then the sound of cups and plates falling.

Ding Yi looked curiously through the window, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, holding a half-cut porcelain vase dancing wildly, surrounded by a crowd of panicked evasion.

Is this a jealousy fight in the Qinglou?

B secretly guessed. It doesn't look like it, though. Could it be that you have drunk too much alcohol and become drunk?

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" The young man was obviously in a daze, and his emotions were quite excited.

Xi Niang's face is very ugly, this is her territory, and this kind of thing happened in front of several distinguished guests, which made her lose face. She quickly confessed and hurried downstairs.

There was a commotion in the lobby, and the young man knocked over the tables and chairs, knocking down a table of tables, chopsticks, cups, and dishes. The young man looked like a mad tiger, and frightened the guests and girls in the lobby in all directions.

As if he was frozen, suddenly the young man maintained his previous exaggerated movements, and his whole body was restrained. Slowly rising from under the lobby as if it was being hung with a wire rope.

The young man snapped and fell to the ground. This is the most luxurious private room on the third floor, and of course it is Luyuan.

"Tell me, a reason for me not to kill you!" Lu Yuan said with a pale face. The bride who hurriedly went downstairs had no choice but to return.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die......," the young man just repeated these words.

"Xi Niang, I need your explanation!" Lu Yuan said in a cold voice.

"Lu Gongzi is angry, he is a sword man, he is going to be sent to refine the sword tomorrow, he has already agreed, who knows that two cups of yellow soup will be in his stomach, afraid of death, this is the crazy attack, and I hope that Lu Gongzi Haihan, don't be surprised......" Xi Niang hurriedly knelt down and prayed.

'Slut?' I'm afraid it's the 'Sword Man'. Ding Yi thought to himself.

The so-called 'sword man' refers to a person who blends his body into molten steel and casts a sword in the ancient method of sword casting. This kind of cruel craftsmanship, which has been passed down since ancient times, is actually unscientific at all. However, there is a very good market among the people, and many cultivators are also willing to pay a high price to buy this ancient method of forging swords.

Swordsmiths could not capture mortals and use them to forge swords as they did in ancient times. The laws of the empire still have a certain degree of protection for mortals. But there are still many loopholes in this law, such as the young man in front of him, perhaps because of his family's poverty, or some other reason, he sold himself to the workshop. And then when the furnace is opened tomorrow, the youth will be thrown into the furnace by accident. Anyway, the young man's family got a lot of money and would not file a lawsuit, and the matter disappeared like that.

In times of economic prosperity, there are not many 'sword men' like this, but in times of economic depression, strange things like this will emerge one after another.

Lu Yuan explained to Ding Yi the origin of the 'sword man', which made Ding Yi a little inexplicably sentimental, looking at the young man who came to his senses after the madness and cried bitterly. Ding Yi felt upset for no reason.

"Xi Niang, how many 'sword people' are there in Tiangang City today? I mean how many people die like this every year?" Ding Yi asked again.

"Why are there three or four thousand, what's the way? It's all people who can't survive......" Xi Niang said boldly.

Ding Yi's heart was tense again, and he fell into the battle between heaven and man for a while. This is obviously Lu Yuan's bitter meat trick, and it is Lu Yuan's drama meat that asks them to come here.

But Ding Yi didn't blame Lu Yuan, because his intentions were good, although Lu Yuan did this, a bit of roasting himself on the fire.

But he is not the kind of person who cares about human life, and he can't get past his own defense. This is all a fresh human life, who is not the mother of October conceived and painstakingly raised? Who is not full of ideals and ambitions and want to live a good life?

The heroic role models in the illusion disc jumped out one by one, more hateful than demons, preaching over there and commenting on the meaning of saving lives and helping the wounded...... But now Ding Yi really doesn't want to be a hero, he himself still longs to be saved by a hero.

"Senior Brother Lu, you won. Ding Yi said abruptly, ignoring the ignorant Vice Principal Yang, and got up and left alone.

"This person, I stayed, and all the losses are counted on me. Lu Yuan instructed Xi Niang and left the private room with Yang Qi. Along the way, Yang Qi asked again and again, but neither of them spoke, and there was strange silence in the car.

The car puppet drove to the Shenji Courtyard, Lu Yuan put Yang Qi down, and in Yang Qi's confusion, Lu Yuan drove Ding Yi to the Xicheng District of Tiangang City.

Ding Yi's little face was tense, and he didn't say a word along the way. His heart was very uncomfortable. The deer is a loser and does not dare to speak. Along the way, both of them were silent, thinking about their own thoughts.

Leng Xiangyuan is Zeng Yi's residence in Tiangang City, which is a villa in the west of Tiangang City.

A little boy who walked jingling opened the courtyard door for Lu Yuan, and Ding Yi saw it

He has an all-metal prosthetic leg.

"His name is Xiaoqiang, and he is Senior Brother Zeng's doorman, and he was rescued by Senior Brother Zeng from human traffickers...... Lu Yuan explained.

"You know that there are some small workshops in some places on the outskirts of the city, where there is no royal law......"

"There are also a few poor orphans here, all of whom Senior Brother Zeng has taken in from all over the world. Tiangang City has withered very much over the years, and I heard that a super-large high-quality iron ore has been discovered in the Giant Rock Continent, and many capable people have left here......"

The car stopped in the yard, and Ding Yi opened the door and walked out.

The cold incense garden is very lively, more than a dozen children under the persimmon tree set up a ladder to climb up the tree, they are not afraid of the living, maybe they feel that at least in this yard, they are safe. The prosthetic leg Xiaoqiang closed the courtyard door, ran over with a clang, and a beautiful little girl handed him a big golden persimmon.

"I'm going to leave this big persimmon for my uncle to eat. The prosthetic leg Xiaoqiang held the persimmon and said. The little girl nodded.

"Come down, I can help you. Lu Yuan said loudly.

The children all stopped, and the bold ones jumped directly from the tree, while the timid ones slowly slid down the tree. Everyone looked around Lu Yuan, the cold senior brother Lu was gone, and then he became the big brother of the sunshine, he carefully picked up the children who fell to the ground, and dusted off their bodies for them.

Ding Yi looked at this group of teenagers of all sizes, the big ones were as big as themselves, and the small ones were only three or four years old, and the red faces of these teenagers looked very healthy.

"Uncle, I want that big red persimmon. A five or six-year-old with a dirty face shouted. The other children also shouted. It seems that Lu Yuan is very familiar with this group of teenagers.

Lu Yuan responded to his request, and under the urging of spiritual power, persimmons fell from the trees one after another. Below, there seemed to be a magic carpet of air catching it, and not a single persimmon fell to the ground.

The beautiful little girl handed the big persimmon in her hand to Ding Yi, she gestured, and it turned out that she was a dumb girl. Ding Yi took the persimmon and smiled at her. The little girl also pursed her lips and smiled, and her smile was very beautiful.

After a while, each teenager had several persimmons in his hands, and Lu Yuan stopped.

"Little Sanzi, tell me what Uncle is doing now?" Lu Yuan asked a seven or eight-year-old boy who looked full of cleverness.

"Uncle, they are quarreling, the uncle in black is very fierce, and the yellow-faced one is also fierce, they are ......very angry," said the little third son, but his ability to express himself was limited.

Lu Yuan asked with a pleasant face, "Take me to see my uncle, okay?"

The third son was embarrassed: "Uncle said that they want to talk about very important things, don't let people knock them down." ”

"Don't let people disturb you, right? Lu Yuan corrected.

"I brought this little brother here just to let them not quarrel, you take us there, okay?"

Only then did the little third son happily volunteer to lead the way in front, leading Lu Yuan and Ding Yi to the depths of the villa.

There is not a single adult in the villa, and these children should be the gardeners, doormen, scholars, and cooks of this villa.

The third son led the two to a house with blue mud walls.

Pushing open the door, Ding Yi heard the noise inside. After saying goodbye to the little third son, the two walked into the house.

This should be Zeng Yi's study, and the room is full of calligraphy, paintings, and books. Ding Yi liked this arrangement very much, and secretly added a few points to Zeng Yi's favor.

The quarrel stopped abruptly, and among the people inside must have sensed that someone had come in, after all, cultivators were no better than mortals, and their spiritual sense had always been very sharp.

"Ah Yuan, why are you here, aren't you ......" Zeng Yi thought it was the third son following Lu Yuan at first, but he didn't expect it to be Ding Yi.

"I did a trick...... But Xiao Yi has already agreed to help us. "Lu Yuan went straight in.

It was a spacious study, with all four walls stacked neatly with all kinds of books, a long table made of diamond wood, and seven or eight men and women, old and young, looking at the two people who came in.

Zeng Yi got up to introduce Ding Yi to the others present, and Zeng Yi could hear that Zeng Yi was a little excited. Ding Yi was not interested in getting to know these people, so he just nodded politely. Among these people, three are Zeng Yi's staff, and one of the remaining people is a police officer from the Tiangang City Police Department, one is an official in charge of the city administration, one is a big man from the Tiangang City family, and two are big businessmen from Tiangang City.

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