Chapter 6

Shen Tai once again returned to the front hall of the shop and walked slowly. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes and had no outstanding domineering spirit, he looked at the shop and looked at it faintly, but it looked like a lion in the wilderness inspecting his territory.

In the spring light, the shadow of flowers gently covered his short and fat figure.

At this moment, a seemingly ordinary plain white note was sealed in a blank envelope and came in through the back door of the shenxianhui branch. The receiver only glanced at a chrysanthemum shaped sign in the corner of the envelope. His face sank, and he immediately strode up the stairs, through a secluded path to the highest third floor of the house, ringing here The only door.

After the envelope was handed in, the door was closed again. In a hurry, the figure was shaking. After a while, the humble letter was quickly delivered to a man who was standing by the window and looking out silently.

This is a strong but quiet woman.

Her hair is piled on the temples, the Phoenix hairpin is carrying beads, her lips are thin, her nose is bright, her eyes are shining. Her back looks quiet and elegant. But once you see her face, you can find that this woman is as sharp as a sword in peace. She is no longer a young girl at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but it is the most mature and beautiful time in a woman's life. Her eyes are full and her figure is slim. She is wearing a blue silk skirt and stands up against the window, revealing her white chest, which vaguely shows her plump deep groove.

In this gloomy city all the year round, she is as beautiful as a brilliant peony, strong and dazzling, which makes people dare not look directly at her.

With white hands, she opened the small paper and scanned the simple words. The woman took a deep breath and raised her head again, looking at the busy shop opposite her.

Then, she slowly showed a sneer. At that moment, her beauty turned into a cold blade. In this busy and noisy street, she quietly flashed the unknown edge.

At the same time, the short and fat man who created the prosperous situation of Tianyi floor by himself is not in the shop at the moment. Instead, he quietly goes to an obscure Street Lane several streets away from horseshoe street. His hands are inserted into his sleeves, and his face is indifferent. He looks like an ordinary ordinary mortal, walking quietly towards the depth of the lane.

At the end of the front, there is a secluded courtyard, with wooden doors hidden, and a faint smell of blood.

Shen Tai stopped a little at the door, and without opening his mouth or hesitating, he walked to the room on the right. The doors and windows of the house are open, and the sunlight shines in from outside, which makes it very bright.

In the middle of the room, there is a round table, a reclining chair, and two or three round stools beside them. They all look old, but they are durable, simple and with a trace of human life.

Shen Tai went over and sat down on the couch. Then he leaned back on his fat body. The chair gave out a few "squeak squeak" groans, swinging back and forth, shaking the fat man. Shen Tai closed his eyes and looked relaxed and comfortable.

At this time, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the house, and then a tall and strong figure appeared at the door. It was the butcher who had spoken with young Shen Shi to kill pigs not long ago. When he saw that there was suddenly a fat man on the reclining chair in the room, his face didn't show any surprise. He just frowned slightly and walked over without saying a word. He pulled a round stool beside Shen Tai and sat down.

"Pa", a light sound, but Shen Tai threw a small cloth bag, fell on the table, and the fat man's eyes still didn't seem to have the meaning of opening, is still so comfortable and lazy to close his eyes, only the faint way: "where's my son?"

The butcher took a look at him, reached for the bag, and opened it. A beautiful sound, as clear as a beautiful jade, accompanied by a magnificent light, came out of the bag. Under the beautiful light, there were dozens of the most important spiritual crystals in the world of cultivation. They were crystal clear and flawless, just like the most precious gems, emitting soul stirring colors.

The butcher stretched out his rough and calloused hand and grasped Lingjing in his hand. With a fierce face, a satisfied smile rarely appeared on his face. After a while, he put Lingjing back into the cloth bag, looked at the fat man on the reclining chair, and said, "I killed two pigs just now. I'm a little tired. I'll let him wash his body in the back and have a rest. I'll come later."

"Well." Shen Tai closed his eyes and swayed up and down on the couch.

The butcher let out a "hum", and his voice still sounded a little low and hoarse, like a drum in an urn. It sounded a bit strange. Maybe he thought of something. The butcher glanced at the courtyard. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "good boy, why do you want me to approach him secretly all these years and teach him these dirty things of killing with blood?"

The reclining chair under Shen Tai suddenly quieted down.

Shen Tai slowly stood up from the reclining chair and looked at the butcher. The butcher looked back at him without any evasion. A moment later, Shen Tai turned around, his hands behind him, went to the door and looked out. In the small courtyard, four walls surrounded a small sky in the patio. He was like a small frog at the bottom of the well. He looked up at the boundless sky, where he could only see the small cloud sky.The stout man suddenly laughed, then turned to look at the butcher and said, "because I'm too weak."

The butcher frowned.

"I'm too weak. Even if I have the present situation, I'm still precarious. I'm afraid that once I wake up, everything in my hand will be taken away easily." Shen Tai's face was flat and calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs. He looked at the butcher quietly and said, "I have some family business at the bottom of my hand, but I still want to pass it to Xiaoshi, so I'm worried that this thing will be taken away, so I often can't sleep. So I thought, Xiaoshi must not be as weak as me. He has seen blood and killed life. Although he is not a murderer, he always has a stronger courage and a stronger mind. He knows more things and knows more spiritual materials. Although he looks humble and useless, he will be more or less useful in practicing in the future. "

The butcher suddenly sneered and said, "those who come from famous schools or aristocratic families have never seen the talented children who kill their blood. In the same realm, I can kill two or three of them by myself."

Shen Tai laughed and said, "I'm so bad at Taoism that I can't teach him anything on the way of cultivation. All I can do is these things."

The butcher was silent for a moment, but suddenly sighed again and said, "what you said is really reasonable. It's just that what you've done to your son in the past few years is too much for a child. Even I can't see it. Sometimes I'm worried about whether the child can survive."

Shen Tai went to the table, reached out and picked up a transparent and shining crystal. His face seemed to be a little sad, and he seemed to be more grateful and loving. He laughed and said to himself, "OK, he has come to this day safely. I only hope that one day I will give him a little reward for the hardships I have suffered in the past. "

After a moment's silence, Shen Tai said coldly, "if you hand me over, you won't be afraid that I will drag you in?"

Gu Lingyun smile, said: "your son is not still in our hands."

Shen Tai and Shen Shi all raised their heads, including the butcher. They all looked at this charming and charming woman with an indescribable look on their face. But Gu Lingyun seemed to be unaware of it and said, "so, boss Shen, please pray for the blessing of God and Buddha, and let old monster Li have some bad luck. Let's use the fake pearl honestly."

Shen Tai's face is changeable, and the color of pain and struggle keeps flashing. Shen Shi's face is also very pale. Standing beside his father, his eyes are full of worry. His hands are too hard, and even his nails are deeply in the palm of his hand.

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