Chapter 3870

"No sober man is there who drinks in the world?"

Xiao Yi said to herself indifferently.

The old man put down his glass and chuckled, "what do you think?"

"Yes." Xiao Yi was indifferent and smiling, looked at the old man, "the brewer is the most sober."

Old man, put up the smile, squint.

For a moment of silence, the old man's face returned to normal.

"Ha ha." The old man chuckled again, "I can't believe it. My little friend is young, but his moral conduct is profound."

"In other words, Xiaoyou wants to be the brewer?"

Xiao Yi indifferently smile, "I don't know what you mean."

"I don't have the so-called profound Dao Xing."

"It's just a simple feeling that the wine maker has a leisurely mood. He must be at ease and at leisure, and he can do what he likes."

The old man chuckled, but he looked at Xiao Yi with a deep look. "The world's endless creatures are drunk, but they wake up alone. Isn't that the brewer?"

Xiao Yi squinted, "you misunderstood me."

"As I said, I hate wine, so I'm not a drinker or a brewer."

"I like to be awake, that's all."

Xiao Yi turned her head and looked directly at the old man. "You drink it all at once, but you are not drunk."

Xiao Yi glanced at the distance again. Even the red tiger emperor on the seat there was already flushed, talking like a secular creature drunk.

"If you don't get drunk, you're the one who can't understand." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"Ha ha." The old man's smile had half of the fun, "because I am the brewer."

The tone of the old man is like fun, but it is also like fun.

Xiao Yi fell into silence, no more words.

In my heart, I was shocked.

He didn't want to pay more attention to the old man, but he was unconsciously guided by the old man's words, and later, he found out the wrong place.

The old man, too, fell into silence, but with a slight smile on his face.

The old man didn't have much surprise in his mind, but he was more interested.

He was just sure that this was a young creature, and he was curious that such a young creature could imitate the Buddhist calendar and do everything in the world, but he could not get the upper hand in his plain conversation.

"Little friend." The old man suddenly broke the silence.

This time, Xiao Yi left an eye on her heart, no longer paying attention to it, and no longer answering. Quan should have never heard of it or seen it.

"Ha ha." Seeing this, the old man chuckled as usual. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and slowly took Xiaoyi's glass.

"The wine in the cup should have been poured for you by your followers."

Xiao Yi didn't say a word and ignored it.

The old man chuckled, "the wine has been poured into the cup."

"Whether you drink or not, this glass of wine belongs to you and has something to do with you."

The old man said, slightly raised the glass, then poured, and slowly spilled.

Qiongjiang, along the glass, like a thin stream, and then on the table.

To the end of the cup of wine, the table trickle and a little bit, square and stop.

"Look, little friend."

"Wine is still there, even if it doesn't go into your stomach, it dumps on the table, but eventually shows its own track."

"At the moment of pouring wine, whether you drink or not, this track has already been determined."

Xiao Yi glanced at her eyes, and was shocked.

The thin stream of wine pouring from the cup, though still frozen, seemed to directly capture his mind.

It is this look that makes Xiao Yi's eyes unable to move.

Inadvertently, he entered the conversation with the old man again.

The old man reached out his hand and fell into the middle of the stream. His fingers moved slowly to the left.

"This way, point to the source of your birth."

Old man, move your finger to the right, all the way to the right end of the rill.

"This way, point to the future of Xiaoyou."

"May..." The old man suddenly slowed down a little smile and whispered, "I don't know if it's my old age, or my eyes are dim."

"At the other end of the stream, Xiaoyou's birth source, the starting point is actually a piece of darkness."

"Was the little friend born in the dark, or was he in the dark for a long time?"

"I don't know whether I'm dazzled or not."

"At the other end of the stream, Xiaoyou's future is dark."

"Is it the little friend who is destined to step into the dark? Or is it darkness? "

According to Xiao Yi's character, she should be able to make an irony at this time.

But at this moment, he was unable to speak. The fright in his heart completely made him not know what to say.

The old man's seemingly casual pouring of wine in the cup has become mysterious; the trace of the stream seems to run through the years, forming a space and a world of its own.

What he saw was only a few inches long, and there was endless darkness on both sides.What means is this?

How mysterious is the old man's method?

Xiao Yi was so frightened that she opened her mouth slowly.

"The wine is poured by you, and the track is formed by you..."

The old man chuckled and shook his head. "To tell you the truth, I didn't control the flow trace of the wine in this cup."

"The track is already there. I just pour it out of the cup and show it to you."

Xiao Yi indifferent smile, "but also can't represent what."

Xiao Yi took the old man's glass in one hand, and poured out slowly.

"You see, I don't control the flow of the wine in the glass. I just let it go."

"But in our practice, from the first drop of this wine, we can actually predict the trajectory of each drop in the future, so that we can see at a glance the trajectory of the wine after it is poured."

On the table, the wine flows, also became a water mark track.

"Look, sir." Xiao Yi chuckles, "the wine does not stop flowing."

"But where do you think this trajectory should go?"

Xiao Yi didn't have half of the mysterious means, just simply poured out the wine, just a simple action.

Old man, no words.

"Can't you answer?" Xiao Yi was indifferent and smiling, "because how this track extends depends on the dumping of the second glass of wine."

"But now the glass is empty and I haven't filled it yet."

"Before the second glass of wine is poured, everything is unknown."

"That's the future, there's no trace."

Xiao Yi's eyes, looking back at his own trace of water marks, "the track has become, ah, the life of living beings, is that the trace of a few inches represents everything."

"But at the beginning of the track, at the end of the track, both sides seem to point to the dark, but in fact, is it not a blank?"

"That is the infinite possibility."

"Perhaps, though I step on the dark road in the future, I will eventually sweep away the darkness?"

"In this darkness, you can't see everything clearly, and there are innumerable possibilities."

Xiao Yi put down her glass.

"Now, will you please let me be clean?"

Old man, chuckle, no longer words, nodded.

……

Another day later.

The old man opened his mouth again and opened his conversation again.

Xiao Yi, though cold eyed, had to answer.

The banquet is almost over.

He never sat still with his eyes closed.

A few hours later.

Wow

The surge of heaven and earth power on the sky stopped.

This also means that the inspection tour of the new emperor is over.

This banquet, since also ended.

Strong people from all walks of life left without hesitation. People from amber family helped to deal with the matter of remuneration.

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