Medicinal Immortal

Tangning and Mo Ye and Song Tianyou were all alone. After a brief rest, they went out to eat.

Xu is the presence of Mo Ye, who does not seem to be very close, and even though Tangning has returned to women's clothing, no one dared to make her idea. They ate on the second floor of a restaurant on the street, drank tea when they were full, and chatted for a while, then they heard curses coming from the opposite restaurant.

"Go and go! No money to drink? Walk around! Don't stop me from doing business!" The shopkeeper of the wine shop waved to drove an old man in shabby clothes.

The old man staggered and was pushed back a few steps, fell to the ground and grinned. He was drunk and drunk, his face was flushed with drunkenness, his gray hair was slightly messy, and his body was shabby. The clothes were full of patches, and the boots under my feet were worn out, revealing a few toes.

He fell down on the ground and lay down on his side, holding a wine jar in one hand, grinning, "Isn't it just a jar of wine? Think, think the old man I can drink as much as I want, hiccup..."

The old man hiccuped and fell asleep with his eyes closed. However, because the place he slept was in front of the business door of the wine shop, the shopkeeper saw the old man lying on the ground blocking him from doing business and kicked him with his toes.

"Get up! Get up! Go to sleep and go further, don't stop me from doing business."

Of course, the old man was drunk and kicked by the shopkeeper, he lay on his back in a big font, and the empty wine jar rolled from his hand and rolled on the ground with a crisp sound.

"Can't go back... hiccup... Go back with no face... Go back with no face..." The old man murmured, obviously drunk and his eyes closed, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The shopkeeper wanted to kick a heavy foot. Unexpectedly, he saw the old man's face with a sad and painful look. Such an old man, drunk and crying, gave his kick and sighed.

"Come on, two people, lift this old man to the corner over there, don't hinder doing business." As soon as the voice fell, the shopkeeper ignored him, turned and walked inside.

Mo Ye saw Tangning watching the scene over there, his deep gaze paused on the old man, and said: "Mortals admire cultivating immortals, but in fact, the world of cultivating immortals is extremely cruel. The old man is the foundation of his cultivation. If he is in the mortal realm, he is the top mortal existence. Even the royal family and nobles have to look at his three-point face, but in this immortal cultivation realm, the strong are like forests, and the foundation-building cultivators are everywhere. It is good to live ."

His voice paused, looking at the old man who was carried to the corner, and said: "This old man has no longevity and is not young, but he is only a sixth-order cultivator of foundation, and he has old illnesses. Xiu, there is no family resources to help him, no pill to help him, his age is already hopeless, and he will spend the rest of his life only waiting for his life to expire."

Tang Ning retracted his gaze and said slowly, "This world is cruel. It respects the strong. For the world, isn't it just to become stronger?"

Song Tianyou, who was sitting next to them, listened to them, looked at Mo Ye, and then at his Master, still with ignorance on her small face.

They sat for a while, then settled the bill and went downstairs. When walking on the street, the old man who was carried to the corner stood up unsteadily, muttering: "Wine...wine..." Dangling footsteps went to the wine shop again.