long night walk

Chapter 745
Facing the eager and sincere eyes of the two people in front of him, Bai Lian only felt that his IQ was being crushed without sincerity.

Do you really think he is a little corpse demon who just was born and doesn't understand anything?

Who doesn't know that 200 years ago, the daughters of the two of you fought for a man in a brutal and inhumane way, which was called a bloody storm.

Return to Vanves?Still Wangzi?
Just that one handle of cutting love and one handle of cold stop is enough to make most of the men in the world have a good time drinking a pot.

Bai Lian had a terrible headache: "Seniors, calm down, are you kidding me?"

How can a father rush to send his daughter out to marry someone?

What's more, they just met twice, right?

Is the heart of all the heads of the world so big?

Is it because I am worried about my daughter not being able to get married, or there are no men in the world, and the good day on the eighth day of next month has been fixed, and I let the three of them do good things together...

Bai Li'an's words made the two elders calm down for the time being, as if they felt that they were too abrupt and impulsive just now.

I saw Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng put away the fiery covetous light in their eyes, and they turned around with their shoulders crossed, discussing in low voices.

"That's right, you have to calm down a little bit, if you accidentally make the mistake you made back then, it will be really bad."

"That's right, when that kid died, my daughter went mad for 200 years. If she didn't deal with it properly this time, she would die accidentally. My daughter might not be able to get out of it for the rest of her life. I don't care about it." There are other conditions, as long as this kid can live and breathe to make my daughter happy."

"Brother Dufeng, what do you think is such a coincidence, 200 years have passed, and the two of them fell in love with the same one again, my heart, but I can't stand their troubles again."

"Didn't you just say that those two girls probably had some bad relationship in the previous life, I can see it clearly, but I can't ask the two girls to fight to the death again.

It's a good thing for the two of them to have a rare heartbeat when the cycad tree blooms, but it's too much work and no one can bear it.

I see you like this, let's take a step back, Hei Wazi is one, three, five, my daughter is two, four, six, each busy with his own business, no one interferes with the other, it's all good. "

"This..." Su Guanhai's tone was a little hesitant, not because he was afraid of wronging his daughter, but because he was really worried that Bai Lian would not be trampled upon.

He turned his eyes slowly, glanced at Bai Lian silently, then continued to turn his head and said to Yin Dufeng with certainty: "It's not bad, I think this little brother is energetic and durable."

Yin Dufeng said in a rough voice: "Isn't it Naizao? After eating the evil spirit of the evil corpse and being hit by the Xuanshui array, he is still alive and kicking. He must not be a short-lived ghost! He can live! He is very tenacious! "

The short-lived ghost Bai Lian, who peacefully closed his eyes and lay on the board just after turning 16: "..."

In terms of feelings, your two elders choose their son-in-law, and don't look at other things, they can live and work hard, right?

It doesn't feel like you're picking a son-in-law, but a thousand-year-old bastard who suits your eyes and heart.

Bai Lian couldn't understand more and more what the two of them wanted to do when they came to the door.

Seeing that the two elders over there had already discussed how much money they should share with each other on the day of their marriage, Bai Lian realized that the two of them were not joking at all.

He was terrified in his heart, and hurriedly interrupted: "How fortunate to be indebted to the love of the two seniors, but I have a wife in my next family, I am afraid that I will disappoint the kindness of the seniors."

"What?!" Yin Dufeng's eyes were rounded, and Wei Yi suddenly became angry: "You already have a wife, why are you here to provoke my daughter?"

Who provoked your daughter.

"That... I and Miss Yin are just friends, and I didn't think of him." Bai Lian explained bravely.

Su Guanhai is virtuous, generous and tolerant, he is really a good gentleman in the Tao, I saw him smiling and said:

"It's okay, brother Dufeng. After all, Jing'er and niece Baishuang are going to start together. No matter what, it's difficult to be a couple for a lifetime. Therefore, what's the difference between one more person or two more?"

I'm afraid your daughter has a grudge against you as a father, so you pushed her into the pit of fire like this.

Bai Lian really didn't know where to complain.

What was even more frightening was that Palace Master Yin was obviously moved by what he said, and felt that it was very reasonable, so he didn't care whether Bai Lian had a wife or not.

Bai Lian straightened his waist quickly, and said seriously: "To be honest, I not only married a wife, but also gave birth to children, and I even took concubines."

Su Guanhai finally opened his mouth dumbly, looked at Bai Li'an with a look of hatred for iron, and said, "You are young and have such great talent, how did you get married so early?"

Bai Lian said seriously: "I just look young, otherwise, do you two really think that at my age, I can have the cultivation level of today's tribulation realm?"

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, only then did they realize that although he looked young and his bone age had not passed twenty years, his cultivation level was truly beyond the reach of the world.

Su Guanhai is proficient in the art of spiritual eyes, and he is confident that he will never make mistakes in observing the age of people's bones. He asked suspiciously: "Then I don't know that little brother is Guigeng this evening?"

Bai Lian kept talking nonsense without changing his face: "I'm already 980 seven years old this year."

980 seven...

Good guy, after all the calculations, this age is actually older than their 'father-in-law'.

Yin Dufeng couldn't hold back his violent temper: "You are 980 and seven years old, and you are still yelling at each other, how interesting! Why are you pretending to be young!"

Su Guanhai thought deeply, he looked at Bai Lian inscrutablely, sighed pretendingly, and said: "In this world, there is no good man who doesn't have three wives and four concubines, and it doesn't matter if he is older.

It is said that even Zhu Zhan, the Immortal Venerable, fell in love with a young princess from the Northern Tianli clan who had just grown up when he was [-] years old. "

This old guy made up his mind to blackmail him, right?

Bai Lian was angry in his heart, and he still forced a polite smile on his face: "Marriage is a big deal, how can it be trifling."

"Of course." Su Guanhai smiled with a flick of his sleeves, and the bearing of the leader of the righteous way was extraordinary: "If brother doesn't have this heart, Su certainly can't do the forced and rude thing."

He smiled apologetically at Bai Li'an, the smile was quite sincere and self-sufficient: "It's just that as a father, I always want to have someone who can give my son a lifetime of love, take good care of her, and comfort her.

My family Jinger's Dao heart has been cold and silent for more than two hundred years. At the night banquet in Xianling City, I saw that she seldom shared a table with others. "

"Su bastard, you..." Seeing him suddenly give up, Yin Dufeng couldn't help turning pale with anxiety.

Su Guanhai smiled back at him.

Looking at this old fox-like expression, the tacit understanding developed over hundreds of years instantly made Yin Dufeng realize the true meaning hidden in it.

He also pretended to sigh lowly, and said: "It seems that it is destined that you and I will not have a husband-in-law, that's all, meeting by chance is always love, since the three of you can't be courteous, then we will just be friends for a while. Come, come, come, Su Hunqiu pours wine, we will not return tonight if we are not drunk!"

Su Guanhai quickly unpacked the three jars of wine, pushed one jar to Bai Li'an, snapped his fingers, and let Xiao Er use the most powerful burning knife in the twenty jars shop.

Bai Lian's heart like a lotus root couldn't tell what the two of them were up to.

This is obviously a bad idea to get him drunk and trick him into writing some papers, right?

Pushed and coaxed by the two, a jar of green bamboo leaves poured into Bai Lian's stomach.

Bai Li'an has always been a bad drinker, but this mere wine is not the Sanqing wine that is abundant in Kunlun.

The body of a corpse demon does not accept grains.

Apart from the bloating and discomfort caused by the cold wine, Bai Lian might not be really drunk tonight.

He simply followed their wishes and pretended to be in the game, just in time, he also had something to ask these two.

A table of pastries remained untouched, and the three of them each drank one jar of green bamboo leaves and five jars of burning knives.

Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng both looked slightly drunk, and Bai Lian also deliberately pretended to be on the verge of collapse, and waved his hands bitterly to signal that he could not continue to drink.

Sure enough, under the leadership of that old fox Su Guanhai, the two tore up their sleeves and picked up their pens, and with a flick of their hands, two marriage certificates were freshly released.

Yin Dufeng showed a shy old face, brazenly held up the cloth marriage letter and pen and ink, and said with a smile: "After drinking for so long, I still don't know your name?"

Bai Lian staggered, and said word by word: "Si Chen."

Yin Dufeng pretended he couldn't hear clearly, and turned his ears sideways and said, "Oh brother, you've drunk too much, your tongue is so big, I can't understand a word of what you're saying, why don't you write it down for me? "

Bai Lian didn't move, but squinted his eyes and looked at Yin Dufeng with a half-smile.

Yin Dufeng: "..." Well, this little fox still doesn't drink enough.

The remaining fifteen altars of burning knives were once again divided into the stomachs of the three under Yin Dufeng's yelling.

Three rounds of wine buckets passed, and the wine jars under the table piled up more and more.

In the middle of the night, Su Guanhai finally couldn't hold back, hiccupped and spit out a mouthful of drunkenness, his face flushed like a steamed red crab.

As for Yin Dufeng, his shadow had long since disappeared from the table.

In the second round, he had already fallen under the table to meet Duke Zhou.

The color in Bai Li'an's eyes became clearer and clearer, he rested his chin on one hand, and continued to pour wine for Su Zongzhu with a half-smile in his eyes.

Finally, this century-old historical hero couldn't hold the wine glass anymore.

With the splash of wine, his sleeves were completely soaked.

Because of the drunkenness, the human skin mask on his face also began to swell and deform, and he no longer had the slightest elegance and stability.

He slumped back to his seat heavily, his arms hanging limply under the armrests of the seat, completely drunk, he didn't know where he was, and murmured softly.

At this moment, the inn is closed, and there is no one around, only the warm lamps and candles, and the sound of firewood crackling under the four-corner kang table from time to time.

Bai Lian threw away the wine glass in his hand, got up and walked around the table, came to Su Guanhai, pushed him lightly, and said, "Senior?"

Su Guanhai didn't think he was completely drunk, his face was flushed, his eyes full of alcohol were open, and his expression seemed leisurely and powerless.

Hearing Bai Lian's call, he slowly turned his head and looked at him in a daze.

For some reason, Su Guanhai's expression was a little dazed at the moment.

He let out a lazy ah, raised a palm, and patted Bai Lian's shoulder with great satisfaction, his eyes seemed a little moist: "Jing'er will be silent, the handwriting is very good, you The children are taught very well.”

Bai Lian was stunned silently.

Through the clothes, the palm on the shoulder was hot and felt inexplicably heavy.

Su Guanhai shivered and withdrew his palms, poking into his sleeves as if he was groping for something. His small gestures made him look like the most ordinary old father in the world, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his brows and eyes. .

His wide cuffs fluttered and rustled for a long time, he was very drunk, after fumbling for a long time, he finally took out a few taels of silver from his sleeves and put them in Bai Lian's palm.

Su Guanhai's tone also became rambling: "The Blue Lantern Festival is coming, buy some rouge for Jing'er, she will be happy, come back earlier, Ban'er and I are waiting for you to go home for dinner."

Who was he looking at in those drunken eyes?

There is a gust of night wind, the color of wine is blowing, and the smoke is scattered, and the crescent moon is half curved, covering the wooden windows with residual snow.

Su Guanhai's vaguely sad instructions lingered in Bai Li'an's mind for a long time, and a strange emotion gradually took shape in his body.

Bai Lian suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if a long-decayed branch was about to break out from the depths of his heart, and was born with the memory of being buried in the dust and dying cold.

But when he stretched out his hand to catch it, he suddenly felt a piercing pain, and some kind of taboo tending to the corpse demon was finally completely wiped out.

Clenching the broken silver tightly in his palm, Bai Lian's eyes darkened. He looked at Su Guanhai and said in a low voice, "Do you know the master who is sleeping in that purple gold coffin?"

Su Guanhai's body shook suddenly, as if someone had suddenly touched some old wound, his eyes were filled with some kind of complicated emotion, he closed his chattering mouth, and he didn't want to continue talking.

Bai Lian suppressed the emotions in his heart, and tried to ask a few more questions, but as soon as he touched the purple gold coffin, no matter how drunk Su Guanhai was, he would remain silent and consistent.

Bai Lian had nothing to do with him, so he didn't ask any more questions.

For a while, he gradually became worried, and his alcoholism became stronger, so he pushed the empty wine jar on the table and fetched the full moon wine gourd.

After entering the world for several months, the full moon wine gourd on Bai Li'an's waist has been filled with half a pot of moonlight sake.

He drinks alone, under the moonlight, does not cultivate the spiritual power in the wine, only seeks to be drunk in the wine, sips after sips, and finally gets deeply drunk in the spiritual wine.

The next day, the morning light was bright, and Bai Lian woke up painfully from the winter sun.

The aftermath of the hangover caused a dull pain in the head, and Bai Lian shook his head and stood up, only to find that there were two thighs and one arm on his body.

The two venerable elders lay crookedly beside him, and the three of them were extremely cold, because they were not sleeping under the soft pillows of the high bed or the cold place of the inn at the moment.

But at some point, he actually slept on the roof.

The universe is bright and clear, the sky is blue and the sun is white, there is no reason for the lotus fire to curl up the dark clouds, the sky is full of rays of light, and the vision of billowing fire and white clouds rolling up and down in the sky.

Surprised by the scene in front of him, Bai Lian moved his feet, as if he had kicked something similar to an incense burner, and fell from the roof to the first floor with a jingling sound.

Both Su and Yin were awakened by the sound and movement. They rubbed their eyes and woke up. As soon as they opened their eyes and looked at the changing scenery in the sky, both of them shook their bodies together, not to mention how wonderful their expressions were.

　Alas, my eyes are always uncomfortable during this period of time. I went to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. As expected, conjunctivitis. Now the code word really turns a blind eye and closes one eye

　　
　
(End of this chapter)