Chapter 118: Three Outer Parts: Bad Friends

Xue Yang sat at the small wooden table in the street stall, with one leg curled up on the bench, eating a bowl of rice wine and dumplings.

He tapped the spoon in the bowl, and he was very satisfied with the meal, but in the end, he suddenly found that the dumplings were very glutinous and the rice wine was not sweet enough.

Xue Yang stood up and kicked over the stall.

The stall owner was busy before and after, and was stunned by his kick.

He watched the young man suddenly commit the murder. After kicking him, he turned around and left with a smile without saying a word. It took him a while to react, and he chased after him and cursed, "What are you doing!"

Xue Yang said, "Smash the stall."

The stall owner was so angry that he said, "You are sick! You are crazy!"

Xue Yang was indifferent, and the stall owner continued to point his nose at him and scolded, "You little bastard! How dare you smash the stall if you don't pay me for what I eat?! I..."

Xue Yang moved his right thumb slightly, and the sword around his waist was unsheathed.

The light of the sword was thick, and he patted the owner of the stall with his disaster-reducing sword. His movements were gentle and sweet, and he said, "The dumplings are delicious. Put more sugar next time."

After speaking, he turned around and continued to walk forward.

The owner of the stall was terrified, daring to be angry and not saying a word, and staring blankly at him walking so far, he was suddenly full of grief and anger.

After a long while, he burst into a roar: "...Why are you in broad daylight for no reason, why are you!"

Xue Yang waved his hand without turning his head, and said, "No reason, many things in this world are for no reason. This is called accidental disaster. Goodbye!"

He walked briskly out a few streets, and after a while, a person came up behind him, walking with his hands behind his back, keeping up with his pace slowly and slowly.

Jin Guangyao sighed, "I just turned around, so you made a mess for me. Originally, I only had to pay for a bowl of dumplings, but now I even have to pay for tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans. already."

Xue Yang said, "How much money are you missing?"

Jin Guangyao said, "Not bad."

Xue Yang said, "Then why are you sighing?"

Jin Guangyao said, "I think you should be good enough. Why can't you try to be a normal guest once in a while?"

Xue Yang said, "I never need money to buy anything I want in Kuizhou. It's like this."

With that said, he pulled out a candied fruit from a hawker's pole selling candied haws on the side of the road.

It was probably the first time that the hawker saw such a brazen person, and he was stunned. Xue Yang bit the side and said, "Besides, if you set up a small stall, you can't make it right?"

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "You little rascal. I don't care if you want to set up a stall or burn the whole street down. As long as you do one thing, don't wear the Venus Xuelang robe, cover your face, and don't let anyone else. Knowing who did it makes it difficult for me."

He threw the money to the peddler, Xue Yang spat out a hawthorn core, squinted to see a small patch of purple and blue on Jin Guangyao's forehead, and laughed, "What did you do?"

Jin Guangyao gave him a slightly reproachful look, then he helped his hat, hiding the bruise, and said, "It's hard to say anything."

Xue Yang said, "Nie MingJue beat him?"

Jin Guangyao said, "Do you think that if it was his hands, I could still stand here and talk to you now?"

Xue Yang thought so.

The two left Lanling City and came to a strange building in the wilderness.

This building is not gorgeous. Entering the high wall, it is a row of Hessian longhouses. Before the longhouse was a square, surrounded by a chest-high iron fence, and the fence was covered with red, red, yellow and yellow charms. There are some strange equipment in the square, such as iron cages, such as knives, such as nail boards, and there are also some "people" in ragged clothes walking slowly.

All of these "people" had blue skin and empty eyes, walking aimlessly in the open space, bumping into each other from time to time, and making a strange sound like a leak in the air.

Corpse refinery.

Back then, when Jin Guangshan thought about that yin tiger talisman, his heart was scratching his head. He thought to himself, if you can do it, others can't? I don't believe that you, Wei Ying, are the only people in the world who have this ability. One day I will teach you to be surpassed and ridiculed by future generations. At that time, will you still be arrogant?

Therefore, Jin Guangshan aggressively recruited those foreign scholars who imitated Wei Wuxian to cultivate ghosts, took it for his own use, and threw a lot of money and materials on this group of people, ordering them to secretly study and analyze the structure of the Yin Tiger Talisman, and set about copying and reduction. Among them, there were very few successful students, and the one who went the farthest was actually recommended by Jin Guangyao, the youngest Xue Yang.

Jin Guangshan was overjoyed, and named him as Keqing, giving him great rights and freedom. The corpse refinery was a piece of land that Jin Guangyao specially requested to grant for Xue Yang, for him to study in secret, that is, to use it for unscrupulous tossing.

When they came to the corpse refining field, there were two corpses fighting in the center of the field.

These two were completely different from the other walking corpses. They were well-dressed, the whites of their eyes were rolled up, and they were holding swords and striking each other with sparks. There were two chairs in front of the iron bars, and the two of them sat down at the same time. Jin Guangyao adjusted the collar of his clothes, and a trembling walking corpse moved over and brought a cup of tea.

Xue Yang said, "Tea."

Jin Guangyao glanced at it, and there was a strange purple-red object at the bottom of the tea cup, which was soaked and swelled, and he didn't know what it was.

He smiled and pushed the tea cup over, and said, "Thank you."

Xue Yang pushed the tea cup back and said affectionately, "This is the tea I made secretly myself, why don't you drink it?"

Jin Guangyao pushed the tea cup back again, and said kindly, "It's because you made it in secret, so I don't dare drink it."

Xue Yang raised an eyebrow, turned his head and continued to watch the corpse fight.

The two ferocious corpses fought more and more fiercely, and they used both swords and claws, and their flesh and blood flew. The dull look on his face became stronger and stronger. After a while, he suddenly snapped his fingers and made a gesture.

The two ferocious corpses immediately twitched and reversed their swords, cutting off their heads. The remaining headless body thumped to the ground, still shivering.

Jin GuangYao said, "Isn't the fight just right?"

Xue Yang said, "It's too slow."

Jin GuangYao said, "It's much faster than the two I saw last time."

Xue Yang stretched out his black-gloved hand, showed a finger, shook it, and said, "It depends on what it is compared to. This kind of comparison, let alone with Wen Ning, is even with Wei Wuxian playing the flute. Compared with ordinary murderous corpses that move, I can’t even make a move.”

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not in a hurry. Take your time and tell me what you need. By the way,"

He took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Xue Yang, "Maybe you need this?"

Xue Yang turned over, suddenly sat up from the chair, and said, "Wei Wuxian's manuscript?"

Jin Guangyao said, "Not bad."

Xue Yang looked down, his eyes were bright, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "Is this really a manuscript written by him? He wrote it when he was nineteen years old?"

Jin Guangyao said, "Naturally. Everyone wanted it, but I broke my head and took it all. It took me a lot of effort."

Xue Yang cursed in a low voice, and the excitement in his eyes grew stronger. After turning over, he said, "Incomplete."

Jin Guangyao said, "There was a lot of fire and fighting on the mass graves. It would be good to find these remnants, so save your time."

Xue Yang said, "Where's his flute, can you get Chen Qing to work?"

Jin Guangyao spread his hands and said, "Chen Qing is no good, Jiang Wanyin took it away."

Xue Yang said, "Doesn't he hate Wei Wuxian the most? What do you want to do with Chen Qing? Didn't you even grab Wei Wuxian's sword? You gave him the sword and the flute was exchanged. Wei Wuxian gave up the sword a long time ago, just return it Once the sword is sealed, no one will be able to pull it out, so it's a fart to keep it for you to look good."

Jin Guangyao said, "Young Master Xue is so good at making things difficult. Do you think I haven't tried it? How can everything be that simple. Then Jiang Wanyin is crazy now. He still thinks Wei Wuxian is not dead, if Wei Wuxian comes back, Maybe he won't get his own sword, but he will definitely get Chen Qing. Therefore, he will definitely not hand over his Chen Qing. If I say a few more words, he will turn his face."

Xue Yang hummed twice and said, "Mad dog."

At this time, two disciples of the Lanling Jin Sect dragged up a shaggy monk.

Jin Guangyao said, "Aren't you going to re-refining the corpse? Just in time, the materials are here for you."

The cultivator's eyes were red and his eyes were splitting, You struggled hard, and his eyes were almost spitting out fire when he saw Jin Guangyao. Xue Yang said, "Who is this?"

Jin Guangyao said without changing his expression: "I sent you here, of course, a sinner."

Hearing this, the cultivator tried his best to spit out the cloth covering his mouth with a mouthful of blood, and said, "Jin Guangyao! You are a thief who is worse than a pig and a dog, you have the face to call me a sinner? I What crime did you commit?!"

Every word he spoke was like a sharp nail in his mouth, and he wished that every word could pierce through Jin Guangyao. Xue Yang snorted and said, "What's going on?"

The cultivator was grabbed like a dog by the people behind him, Jin GuangYao waved his hand and said, "Block it."

Xue Yang said, "What are you blocking? Let me hear it? Why are you worse than a pig and a dog? He barked like a dog, and he couldn't understand what he was talking about."

Jin Guangyao said in a slightly reproachful tone, "Young Master He Su is also considered a celebrity, how can you be so disrespectful when you call him."

The cultivator sneered, "I've already fallen into your hands and let you fish, what are you pretending to do?"

Jin Guangyao said with a pleasant face: "You don't have to look at me like this, I have nothing to do. The election of the Immortal Governor is the trend of the times, why bother to stir up the flames and fight everywhere? I have warned you again and again, but you insist on not listening, and it is irreversible now. , I also regret the pain in my heart..."

He Sudao: "What is the general trend? Why is it fanning the flames? Jin Guangshan wants to set up the position of immortal governor, but he just wants to imitate the Qishan Wen family's dominance. Do you think the world is stupid? You frame me like this, but because of me Tell the truth!"

Jin Guangyao smiled and said nothing. He Su said again: "When you really succeed, all the families of the Xuanmen will see the true face of your Lanling Jin Sect. Do you think that if you kill me, you will be able to sit back and relax from now on? It's a big mistake! From now on, we will make concerted efforts and never give in to another warm dog in your skin!"

Hearing this, Jin Guangyao narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his lips twitched, just like his usual gentle and amiable face. Seeing this, He Su's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, there was a commotion outside the corpse refining field, mixed with the cries of women and children.

He Su turned around abruptly and saw a group of monks from the Lanling Jin Sect dragging in sixty or seventy uniformed people. This group of people, including men and women, old and young, all panicked, and some were already crying. A girl and a teenager were tied up with five flowers, knelt on the ground and shouted at He Su, "Brother!"

He Su was stunned, her face was as pale as paper in an instant, and she said, "Jin Guangyao! What are you trying to do?! You can kill me alone, why do you want to affect my entire clan?!"

Jin Guangyao lowered his head and adjusted his cuffs, then said with a smile, "Didn't you remind me just now? If you kill one of you, you won't be able to sit back and relax. The He Clan in Tingshan will come out in great numbers, and from now on, they will all work together and never give in. —I was so frightened, I thought about it, and I had no choice but to do so.”

He Su seemed to be shoved into a fist in his throat, but he was speechless. After a while, he said angrily, "You killed my clan for no reason, are you really not afraid of what thousands of people say?! Are you not afraid of what Chi Fengzun will know? !"

Hearing him mention Nie MingJue, Jin Guangyao raised his brows, and Xue Yang laughed so much that he almost tipped over on his chair. Jin Guangyao glanced at him, turned his head and said calmly, "You can't say that. You, the Tingshan He clan, committed a crime, and you used the power of your family to assassinate Sect Master Jin secretly, but you were caught on the spot. How can this be called no reason?"

Several people over there cried: "Brother! He lied! We don't have it, we don't have it!"

He Sudao: "What nonsense! Open your dog's eyes and take a good look! There are nine-year-old children in here! An old man who can't even walk! How can they commit crimes?! Why do they want to assassinate your father?! "

Jin Guangyao said, "Of course it's because you made a mistake and killed you first, Mr. He Su, and they won't accept it."

Only then did He Su remember that he was transferred to this ghostly place because of some crime, and said, "It's all a false accusation! I didn't kill your Lanling Jin cultivator at all! I've never seen the person who died. Yes! It's not necessarily your cultivator! I...I..."

He was stuck for a while, then collapsed: "I... I don't know what's going on at all, I don't know at all!"

However, no one in this place would listen to his reasoning. Sitting in front of him were two vicious people who had regarded him as a dead man, and they enjoyed his dying struggle. Jin Guangyao smiled and leaned back, waved his hands, "Block it, block it."

Knowing that death is inevitable, He Su was full of despair, gritted her teeth fiercely, and roared, "Jin Guangyao! You will be punished eventually! Your father will rot in the pile of prostitutes sooner or later, you son of a prostitute don't even think about how good it will be. go!!!"

Xue Yang was listening with giggling and relish, when suddenly, a black shadow flashed, a silver light flashed across, and He Su screamed loudly while covering his mouth.

Blood spurted on the ground, and He Su's clansmen over there cried and scolded, and the scene became a mess, but no matter how chaotic it was, it was still firmly restrained. Xue Yang stood in front of He Su, who fell to the ground, and threw a piece of bloody thing in his hand. He snapped his fingers at the two walking corpses beside him, and said, "Go to the cage."

Jin Guangyao said, "You closed it directly?"

Xue Yang turned his head, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "Wei Wuxian has never practiced with a living person, but I would like to try it out."

Following his orders, the two walking corpses dragged up the legs of He Su, who was still screaming, and threw them into the iron cage in the corpse refinery. Watching his brother slammed his head against the iron bars in the cage, several teenagers and girls rushed up and cried. The cry was sharp and piercing, Jin Guangyao raised a hand and rubbed his temples, as if he wanted to take a sip of tea to suppress his shock. However, he lowered his head and entered the swollen purple-red thing under his eyes, and then raised his head to see that Xue Yang's hand was being thrown away. Playing with the tongue, he thought for a moment and said, "This is what you use to make tea?"

Xue Yang said, "I have a big jar, what do you want?"

"..."

Jin Guangyao said: "No need, you pack up. Come pick up someone with me, and then go to another place for tea."

He seemed to remember something, straightened his hat, and accidentally touched the hidden bruise on his forehead. Xue Yang gloated and said, "What's the matter with your full head bag?"

Jin GuangYao said, "I've said it, it's hard to say."

Jin Guangshan threw all the big and small affairs to Jin Guangyao all day long. There was no room for change. Every time Jin Guangshan went out to fool around with a woman, he asked Jin Guangyao to cover for him and make excuses. Madam Jin couldn’t get him, so she grabbed Jin Guangyao and unleashed her anger, smashing a censer today and pouring a cup of tea tomorrow, so in order to keep herself in Jin Guangyao. If Jin Guangyao could live a few more days safely on Lintai, Jin Guangyao had to personally find various Qinlou and Chu pavilions and pick up Jin Guangshan back on time.

Having done so many things, Jin Guangyao already knew where to find Jin Guangshan as soon as possible. After finding a gorgeous small building, Jin Guangyao walked in with his hands behind his back. The head of the lobby greeted him with a pleasing smile, but Jin Guangyao raised his hand to signal that it was not necessary. Xue Yang took an apple from a guest's table, followed Jin Guangyao upstairs slowly, rubbed it on his chest, and then nibbled it. Not long after, the coquettish laughter of Jin Guangshan and the woman came from upstairs, and there was more than one woman, Yingying: "Sect Master, do you think I'm good at painting? This flower is painted on me, it looks like Live like normal?" "What's so great about being able to draw? Sect Master, look at my words, how do you write them?"

Jin Guangyao was used to it and knew when to show up and when not to. Xue Yang clicked his tongue and looked very impatient. When he was about to go downstairs to wait, he suddenly heard Jin Guangshan say in a rough voice: "Girl's family, mess with flowers and plants, sprinkle with fragrant powder, and make yourself beautiful, isn't it enough? What words to write? of."

Those women originally wanted to please Jin Guangshan, but when they said that, the atmosphere upstairs was awkward for a moment. Jin GuangYao's figure also froze slightly.

After a while, someone laughed and said, "However, I heard that the talented firework girl in Yunmeng was famous for her poetry and songs, and she turned all living beings upside down!"

Jin Guangshan is obviously very drunk, and the stumbling taste of alcohol can be heard in his words.

He said with a big tongue: "Words - you can't say that. I've found out now that it's not good for women to spend less time with others. Women who have read a little book always think they are a bit higher than other women and demand a lot of things. , Unrealistic thinking, the most troublesome."

Xue Yang stood in front of a window, leaned back, leaned his arms against the window, and ate apples while looking at the scenery outside. And Jin GuangYao's smile seemed to grow on his face, it was fixed, his eyebrows were curved, and he didn't move.

In the attic, the girls smiled and agreed, Jin Guangshan remembered something old, and said to himself, "If you redeem her body and find Lanling, I don't know how to keep entangled. Be honest and stay where you are. Damn, maybe it will be popular for a few more years, and I will not worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life. What do you have to do to have a son, the son of a prostitute, do that hope..."

A woman said, "Sect Master Jin, who are you talking about? What son?"

Jin Guangshan said in a relaxed manner, "Son? Oh, let's not mention it."

"Okay, don't mention it!"

"Since Sect Master Jin doesn't like us to write and draw, then we won't write or draw. How about playing something else?"

Jin Guangyao stood a stick of incense in the stairwell, Xue Yang also watched the scenery of a stick of incense, and the sound of laughter upstairs gradually fell silent.

After a while, Jin Guangyao turned around with a calm expression, and began to walk downstairs slowly. Seeing this, Xue Yang casually threw the apple core out the window and followed him staggeringly.

The two walked on the street for a while, and after a while, Xue Yang suddenly laughed unceremoniously.

He said, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Jin Guangyao paused and said coldly, "What are you laughing at?"

Xue Yang said with a belly, "You really should have found a mirror to look at your own face just now. The smile was so ugly, it was so fucking disgusting."

Jin Guangyao snorted and said, "What do you know, you little rascal, no matter how fake or disgusting people are, they will have to laugh."

Xue Yang said lazily, "You asked for it yourself. If anyone dares to say I'm a son of a bitch, I'll find his mother, and I'll fuck him a few hundred times, and then pull it out and throw it in the kiln for others to fuck for a few hundred times. Let's see who's the son of a bitch, how easy it is."

Jin Guangyao also smiled, and said, "I don't have the leisurely mood you have."

Xue Yang said: "You don't have it, I have it. I don't mind doing it for you. Say it and I'll fuck you, hahahahaha..."

Jin Guangyao said, "No need, Master Xue, save some energy. Are you free in a few days?"

Xue Yang said, "Do you have to do it if you have time or not?"

Jin Guangyao said, "Help me go to Yunmeng, clean up a place, and do it better."

Xue Yang said: "As the saying goes, if Xue Yang makes a move, the dog won't stay. What misunderstanding do you have about my uncleanness?"

Jin GuangYao glanced at him and said, "I don't seem to have heard this saying before?"

At this time, the night had already fallen, and the surroundings were silent, and there were few pedestrians. The two walked and talked, passing the stall along the way, the stall guard was listlessly cleaning the small table, looked up, suddenly shouted loudly, and jumped back.

His scream was very frightening, even Jin Guangyao was slightly startled, and quickly put his hand on the hilt of the hateful sword at his waist. When it becomes clear that he is just an ordinary hawker, he immediately ignores it. But Xue Yang didn't say a word, he just kicked over the stall when he went up.

The stall owner was shocked and scared, and said, "It's you again?! Why?!"

Xue Yang smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you? No reason."

He was about to kick another kick when suddenly there was a sharp pain on the back of his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a few steps back. He raised his hand and saw that several blood-red traces had been drawn from the back of his hand. Looking at him coldly.

This person is tall and slender, with a handsome and indifferent face, holding a whisk and carrying a long sword, the sword spikes fluttering slightly in the night wind. Killing intent flashed across Xue Yang's eyes, and he slammed it out. The black-clothed Taoist flicked the dust, intending to reprimand him, but Xue Yang's shot was strange and unpredictable, his palm turned sharply, and instead slapped his heart.

The black-clothed Taoist frowned slightly and avoided it, but he was able to rub his left arm. Clearly not hurting the flesh, but a flash of frost suddenly condensed between his eyebrows, as if he was extremely disgusted and unbearable.

This slight change in expression fell into Xue Yang's eyes, he sneered, and when he started again, a snow-white figure suddenly cut into the battle. But it was Jin Guangyao who stood in the middle and said, "Look at my thin face, Song Zichen will stop."

The stall owner had already fled, and the black-clothed Taoist said, "Lianfangzun?"

Jin Guangyao said, "It's just not talented."

Song Zichen said, "Why does Lian Fangzun protect this arrogant person?"

Jin Guangyao smiled wryly, seemingly helpless, "Song Daochang, this is a guest of my Lanling Jin Sect."

Song Zichen said, "Since you're a guest, why do you do such an outrageous thing?"

Jin Guangyao coughed and said, "Daochang Song, you don't know something. He... has a weird temper and is young. Please don't bother with him."

At this time, a clear and gentle voice came, saying: "It is indeed still young."

Like a touch of moonlight in the night, a white-clothed Taoist with a whisk in his arm and a long sword on his back appeared silently beside the three.

This man is long and jade-like, and his clothes and swords are fluttering, and he walks slowly, like stepping on a floating cloud. Jin Guangyao bowed and said, "Daoist Master Xiao Xingchen."

Xiao XingChen returned the salute and said with a smile, "We said goodbye a few months ago, but I don't want to forget about Lian Fangzun."

Jin Guangyao said, "Xiao Xingchen, Daoist Shuanghua, shocked the world. If I don't remember it, it would be strange."

Xiao XingChen smiled slightly, as if he understood Jin Guangyao's flattering nature, and said, "Lianfang respects too much." Immediately, he turned his eyes to Xue Yang, and said, "However, even at a young age, a person who is in the position As a guest of honor at the Jinlintai Terrace, it is better to be self-disciplined. After all, the Lanling Jin family is a famous family, and you should set an example in all aspects."

His black eyes were gleaming, bright and soft, and when he looked at Xue Yang, he didn't mean to condemn. Therefore, although it was a word of admonition, it was not offensive. Jin GuangYao immediately took this step calmly and said, "That's natural."

Xue Yang laughed out loud. Xiao Xingchen listened to his sneer, but did not get angry. He looked at him for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, I see this young man, raising his hand to make a move is quite..."

Song Zichen said coldly, "Vicious."

Hearing this, Xue Yang laughed and said, "You said that I'm still young, but how old are you? You said that I was vicious, who came up and gave me a whisk? It's too funny for you two to teach people a lesson. ."

As he said that, he raised the back of his hand with blood stains and shook it. It was clear that he was the one who committed the evil first, but at this time, he turned black and white, and he was righteous. Jin Guangyao was dumbfounded, and said to the two Taoists, "Two Taoists, this..."

Xiao Xingchen couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Really..."

Xue Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "What is it really? You said it?"

Jin Guangyao said warmly, "Cheng Mei, please shut up."

Hearing that title, Xue Yang's face turned dark. Jin Guangyao said again: "Two Daoists, I'm sorry today, don't take offense at my thin face."

Song Zichen shook his head, Xiao Xingchen patted his shoulder and said, "Zichen, let's go."

Song Zichen glanced at him and nodded slightly. The two of them said goodbye to Jin Guangyao and left side by side.

Xue Yang stared gloomily at the backs of the two of them, smiled and gritted his teeth, "...Fucking Taoist priest."

Jin Guangyao wondered, "They don't care about you, why are they so angry?"

Xue Yang snorted, "I'm the most disgusted of this kind of fake high-level, but it's self-righteous. That Xiao Xingchen is clearly not much older than me. There is also a person surnamed Song," he sneered: "But he was slapped by me, what kind of eyes did he have? One day, I will goug out his eyes and break his heart, to see what he can do?"

Jin Guangyao said, "You must have misunderstood this. Song Daochang has a slight obsession with cleanliness and doesn't like to be in contact with others. He is not targeting you."

Xue Yang said, "Who are these two stinky Taoists?"

Jin Guangyao said, "It's been a long time, but you don't know each other? Those are the two people who are currently in the limelight, 'Mingyue Qingfeng Xiao Xingchen, Aoxue Lingshuang Song Zichen'. Haven't you heard of it?"

Xue Yang said: "I haven't heard of it, I don't understand it. What kind of thing."

Jin Guangyao said, "It's okay if you haven't heard of it or if you don't understand it. All in all, they are two gentlemen, you just don't need to mess with them."

Xue Yang said, "Why?"

Jin Guangyao said, "As the saying goes, it is better to offend a villain than a gentleman."

Xue Yang looked at him and said suspiciously, "Is that what you said?"

Jin Guangyao said, "Of course. If you offend a villain, you can kill it directly to avoid future troubles, and others will applaud you; offend a gentleman, it's not easy to handle, this kind of person is the most difficult to deal with, and will chase after you and bite you. , if you touch them, they will be criticized by thousands of people. So, stay away. Fortunately, today they think you are just a teenager, and you are a bit domineering. It's over."

Xue Yang sneered and said, "Tie your hands and feet. I'm not afraid of such people."

Jin Guangyao said, "You are not afraid of me. It is better to do less than one thing. Let's go."

They couldn't walk a few more steps, and after a while, the two reached a fork in the road. To the right is Jinlintai, and to the left is the corpse refinery.

They smiled at each other and parted ways.