Nightfall Chapter 199: Please come in

The city gate slowly opened, and Ning Que appeared.

He was carrying an iron knife and holding an iron pestle in his hand, standing in the gate hole and looking out of the city.

He said: "Brother, since he came to see me, I will talk to him."

Jun Mo pondered for a moment, his eyebrows became calm like a lake shaded by willows.

The broad and straight iron sword slowly retracted into its sheath on its own.

He saluted the man next to the carriage again, then walked back to his carriage.

The carriage drove into Chang'an City and stopped beside Ning Que.

Jun Mo looked at him and said: "Since we are talking, we must talk carefully. Although the teacher is no longer in the world, but the college is still there. Such cowards are not qualified to make you and me feel a little confused."

Ning Que saluted and said calmly: "I understand."

He looked at the dirty old carriage at the outer door of the city, saw the dark steel car wall dusted by the spring breeze, and the familiar runes, then looked at the man next to the carriage.

"Only the second brother, dare to say that this man is a coward."

Ning Que said silently, because he knew who this man who seemed to ignore time was. This man had appeared in the teacher's conversation, and even in his dreams.

He once had a dream. In that dream, he came to the wilderness. Everyone in the wilderness looked up at the sky separating light and darkness. He saw the tall figure of the teacher and also saw a drunkard. There is a butcher. Then he had another dream. That time the Master grabbed the wine pouch from the drunkard and took a sip, then grabbed a pig from the butcher's back and gnawed a bite.

The Master once mentioned in a conversation in the back mountain of the academy that there were two major practitioners who had experienced the last eternal night. An alcoholic and a butcher were the two men in his dream.

Last year, he took Sangsang and rode a black carriage to the wasteland. He saw the battle between the Xiling Temple coalition forces and the desolate soldiers. At that time, he realized that the place he saw in his dream was here.

In the dream that turned into reality, he saw the light and darkness facing each other in the sky, saw the bright kingdom behind the clouds and the huge golden dragon head, and the figure of the Master was really that tall. But he did not see the drunkard, nor the butcher, to this day.

Being able to spend the long eternal night, being able to have almost eternal life under the gaze of Haotian, shows that the alcoholics and butchers have the means to deal with Haotian. In the words of the Master, practice means to live longer than anyone else, so the realm of these two people has undoubtedly reached a level that humans cannot imagine.

Still still using the words of the Master, these two people are probably no longer human.

Among the people Ning Que knew, no one had ever seen a drinker or a butcher except the Master, and probably only the Master could find them. As long as they were alive, they were legends in the world.

The man with a hip flask and no pork legs on his back is naturally not a butcher.

Ning Que is not an ordinary person, but looking at this man, he is still extremely shocked and vigilant. After a while, he calms down and asks, "What is the senior alcoholic looking for?"

The drunkard looked at him and said in a mute voice: "Entrusted by others, come and return you some things."

His voice is still so unpleasant, as if every word carries the dirt of the ancient king's tomb and the smell of silk that has been soaked in corpse water.

Ning Que frowned slightly.

The second brother had asked what else he had before, but he naturally didn't ask again. Looking at the carriage that had been with him for many years, and the traces of being crushed on the official road, he naturally thought of those things on the banks of Surabaya.

On the banks of Surabaya, Sangsang showed the body of a true god. As the dark night, the white lotus feet stepped on the light, and the Master was invited to show the saints and ascend to the sky, and go to the Haotian Divine Kingdom together.

The teacher and Sangsang left there, and the **** horse was separated from him in Surabaya. There were Yuan Shisanjian and the **** umbrella in the black carriage.

Afterwards, Ning Que had sent someone to look for it. Surabaya was very brown, and there was no **** horse. The black carriage and the things in the carriage had disappeared without a trace.

One thing finally returned to the world today, so what about the rest? Where's the arrow? Where's the umbrella? Where's the nasty stuff from the dark horse? Where is the teacher? Where is Sangsang?

Ning Que’s mood was a little unstable, and he was silent for a long time before he calmed down. He put the focus of his thinking back to reality, who is going to return his own things, who has the ability to find alcoholics, and let him be the messenger .

"Who is it?" He looked at the alcoholic and asked directly.

The alcoholic's reaction was also very direct, and he did not answer. The Master is not in the world, so as long as he doesn't want to answer, no one can let him speak.

The spring breeze dragged Ning Que's cheeks, meaningless of warmth, it was so cold, or just his own body and mind was chilled, so the spring breeze around him cooled down.

By the side of Surabaya, he watched the Master take Sangsang to the sky together, and then the explosion of the Vast Sky Divine Kingdom and the sky full of meteors, he was sure that Sangsang was dead, or that he returned to Vast Sky Divine Kingdom, no matter Which kind, she is no longer in the world anyway, if she is still there, he must be able to feel it.

Then who took away the **** horse, who picked up the iron arrow, who is holding the old **** umbrella in the world, and who wants to return the carriage to himself? Why is it in the hands of alcoholics?

Ning Que couldn't understand these things.

"The one who disturbs my heart, the day yesterday." He raised his head and looked at the bleak spring sun in the sky. After a moment of silence, he continued: "Those who abandoned me, why bother to think again."

Then he looked at the alcoholic and said, "Sir, please come in."

The front of the South City Gate was extremely quiet, and following his words, it seemed that a tense atmosphere gushed from the deepest part of the roots of the city wall, and then floated towards the high sky.

The alcoholic looked at the majestic Chang'an city wall and said, "Why enter?"

Ning Que said: "Since I am a guest, there is no reason to pass the door."

The alcoholic said: "Being a villain requires the conscious not to enter the house."

Ning Que said: "Vicious guests and good guests are all guests, and the guests are whatever they want."

The alcoholic thought he was funny, and smiled and said, "Then I am not a guest."

Ning Que also laughed, but his true mood was not so. If it is not a guest, it is naturally an enemy.

He looked at the alcoholic and said seriously: "Since you don't enter the city, how can you return the things to me?"

The alcoholic is like looking at a shameless child and said: "I'm so old, and I'm tired after walking so long. Do I have to walk the last few steps by myself?"

Ning Que said: "Even if it's only a few steps away, I still haven't made it."

The alcoholic said: "You can come out."

Ning Que smiled and said, "You can come in."

The drunkard once again looked at the old mottled wall of Chang'an City, and said after a moment of silence, "I'll talk about it another day."

Hearing this sentence, Ning Que said without hesitation: "It is better to choose another day."

This is an invitation as well as a gambling. More precisely, it is a gambling on his life, his own life, the entire city of Chang'an, the life of Tang, and the life of the world.