I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 2 The Happy Drinker
Spring in March.

Another good year.

The handsome young man traveled thousands of miles, seeking immortality and asking.

Seeing the peach blossoms all over the mountain, I lowered my head and felt melancholy.

When he raised his head again, his face was covered with wind and frost, and he was middle-aged.

Peach blossom, still.

Those more than a dozen cold and heat, in front of nature, did not leave the slightest trace.

Zanshan Mountain is located in the south of Wu State.

The beautiful scenery here, good mountains and good waters, make tourists linger and forget to return.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a dilapidated small restaurant, I don't know how long it has been open.

The listless little flag has long been blown by wind and rain, dimming its original color and obscuring the writing on it.

The mountain wind passed by quietly, and the small flag stretched lazily for a while, and then drooped down again.

It's like an oiran who is tired of the hook-up business, no longer enthusiastic, just out of inertia, giving the guests a warm smile.

The moment the small flag is stretched, people can vaguely recognize the word "Xiaoyao".

The curtain, which was hard and smelly from the smoke and fire in the world, was lifted.

The guest sitting at the door trembled, and was about to yell, but when he looked up and saw the person coming in from under the curtain, he retracted his words again.

"Little Er." The visitor shouted before sitting down.

His voice was not loud, and he was still tired.

He has an ordinary figure, an ordinary appearance, and nothing special about his clothes, like a swordsman that can be seen everywhere.

It's just the evil spirit on his body; and the sharpness in his calm eyes that seems to be able to cut everything.

All the discerning veterans shy away.

He was holding an ordinary knife in his hand, and the blade was still stained with blood that hadn't completely dried up.

There was a cloth bag tied around his waist, and the bag was still oozing blood.

Thinking of the bulging shape of the bag, the other customers in the store were silent.

"Here we come." Along with a soft and graceful figure, the voice of a yellow warbler resounded.

It's just that there seemed to be some aggrievedness in that voice.

This Xiaoer is actually a beautiful girl.

The girl has beautiful eyebrows like Dai, and her skin is like warm jade.

A pair of smart almond eyes are embedded in the flawless oval face.

While walking, the waist swings lightly, like a weeping willow in early spring, which is pleasing to the eye.

The swordsman traveled all over the world, but he had never seen such stunning beauty, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

After a while, he came back to his senses, took another deep look at the girl, walked to the empty table in the corner, sat down, and gently put the knife down.

"Have a pot of good wine and two catties of beef. If there are any special dishes, fry two."

"Okay." The girl turned around and walked away lightly.

In the air, there was still a faint fragrance lingering, intertwined with the smell of blood.

"Shopkeeper," the girl came to the counter and slapped the countertop vigorously, "Do you hear me, go cook."

"Hey!" There were chuckles from all over the restaurant.

Clearly knew something and was waiting to see a joke.

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper, who had been sleeping soundly at his desk, raised his head, revealing an amazingly handsome face despite the weather-beaten, early-growth hair on the temples.

"I don't have cooking in this small shop," Du Youqian said helplessly, "Also, you, go home quickly, don't mess around here, I can't pay you for this small business."

The girl pursed her mouth, and her pretty appearance of being both angry and happy made many guests quickly drink a few sips of wine even if there was no food on the table.

"When did I ask you for wages?" The girl muttered, her voice gradually getting quieter, "It's a big deal, I'll share half of this restaurant with you."

"Little Jiao Niang, I think you want to be the proprietress, right?" A guest next to him booed.

The girl stomped her feet and became anxious: "What are you yelling about? Isn't this wine enough to plug your mouth!"

The person who was scolded was not angry, he raised his glass and saluted the girl from a distance.

Du Youqian also smiled, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

Shaking his head, he was about to go back to sleep.

The girl glared at him, snorted coquettishly, went to get a jug of wine, poured out a pot; cut up a plate of beef, and brought them to the swordsman's table.

Just turning around to leave, I heard the swordsman say, "Girl, I heard that the boss here likes to listen to fairy tales. If he finds it interesting, he will waive the guests' wine bills. Is there such a thing?"

The girl pouted, "Yes, do you have a story? I'll call him over."

As he spoke, he came to the counter and patted hard, "Lazy guy, get up, there's a story to hear!"

"It's not big or small." Du Youqian complained, and took out a jug of wine from behind the counter.

Carrying the jug, he came to sit down in front of the swordsman, and opened the cork.

A clear scent of wine immediately diffused.

"Good wine!" Not far away, a knowledgeable customer shouted excitedly, "Boss, can you sell me a jug?"

"This is not for sale," Du Youqian said with a smile, "If you like it, you might as well sit over and have a drink together."

"Then respect is worse than obedience." The man immediately came over with the plate of beef on his table.

Du Youqian moved with a bit of laziness, and poured out three glasses of wine.

Looking at the swordsman with a smile: "I heard that you have a good story?"

"There is a story. As for whether the story is good or not, that is for the beholder to see the benevolent and the wise to see the wisdom." The swordsman said blankly.

"please say."

The swordsman said, "I heard that more than ten years ago, there was a beautiful young man who admired the illusory immortality. He traveled thousands of miles around here, searching for immortals and asking questions, but he found nothing. He has strong martial arts and a chivalrous heart. Although many times he just did things conveniently, many people still received his favor. But this beautiful young man neither seeks fame nor profit, but..."

Du Youqian smiled lightly: "Is this the story the guest wants to tell?"

"No, but it's related to this." As he spoke, the swordsman drank the wine in his glass.

Du Youqian filled him up.

The fragrant wind came, and one didn't need to look to know that it was the girl who came over.

"What happened next?" The girl's big watery eyes were full of curiosity.

"Later..." the swordsman said, "that young man became a young man, and then a middle-aged man. It is said that he has given up traveling, but opened a small restaurant in a certain place to welcome visitors from the north and south. He likes to listen to the stories told by the guests. If the stories told by the guests satisfy him, he will waive the guest's drink bill. Perhaps, he has not given up his desire to seek the Tao, but just changed the way."

The girl's almond eyes glanced at Du Youqian, the smile and affection in her eyes, even a blind man could feel it.

Du Youqian didn't seem to see it, and took a sip of his wine, "The story the guest wants to tell."

"Don't worry, we'll get to it soon," said the swordsman. "Actually, there are indeed immortal masters nearby. It's just that immortals don't live with ordinary people. If immortal masters don't want to be found by ordinary people, there are naturally countless ways to not show their traces."

"Oh?" Du Youqian responded lightly, but did not ask further.

The swordsman was not in a hurry to continue, he glanced at the stunning girl, and asked in a deep voice: "Girl, I saw you walking, there seems to be the shadow of the 'Mo You' movement. Could it be that the girl is the daughter of [Four Absolute Swordsmen] Long Qifeng, Long Ruzhen, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the southeast martial arts?"

The girl raised her head, the muscles at the corners of her mouth tensed, and she seemed to be suppressing a smile, and said loudly, "Of course not!"

Then he glared at Du Youqian again, his talking eyes seemed to be asking: "Did you hear that, people call me the number one beauty in Southeast Wulin, can you show some respect to the number one beauty?"

Du Youqian didn't even raise his eyelids: "Sure enough, the rumors in the world are not credible. Gu Yan Dao Cui Wei...It is said that the sword is cold, and the person is even colder. I didn't expect to be a chatterbox."

There was a flash of astonishment in the swordsman Cui Wei's eyes, and soon a little smile appeared, "It's serious. I made friends with an old friend. When he was young, he met an immortal in the nearby Dangpo Mountain. I don't know why he got the immortal's blue eyes. He was given a pot of immortal wine and a few immortal fruits. When he came back, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and he was free from all diseases."

Du Youqian nodded: "I've heard that this story is widely circulated in the southeast."

Cui Wei said: "Do you know that he also got a token. It is said that as long as future generations have the aptitude to cultivate immortals, they can hold that token, enter Dangpo Mountain, meet that immortal again, and get a great chance."

Du Youqian listened carefully, and finally shook his head: "This is the first time I've heard of it."

The guest who followed the wine was smiling, drinking one glass after another, as if he was not interested in what they were talking about.

Cui Wei drank all the wine in his glass, and slapped the glass heavily on the table, "But this time, the fairy fate has been spread, and it became the root cause of my friend's family ruin."

Du Youqian filled the wine for him, "Good story."

Cui Wei shook his head: "The story is not over yet."

Du Youqian looked at him: "Oh?"

Cui Wei looked at Du Youqian, his eyes were as sharp as the knife he placed on the table.

"Fang Ying, Fang Daxia, a free and unrestrained alcoholic, it is said that you have high martial arts skills and are close to innate." He looked at the girl again, "and this dragon girl is helping. If you can avenge my friend, I can decide to give you the token and tell you how to meet the fairy."

The girl seemed a little eager to try, but Du Youqian smiled, "That's a fairy. Doesn't Daxia Cui want to touch the fairy fate himself?"

Cui Wei smiled self-deprecatingly, "To tell you the truth, I can be sure that I don't have the qualifications to cultivate immortals."

His eyes became sharp again, and he said seriously: "Fang Daxia, I believe that with your strength, it is not difficult to kill my friend's enemies."

Du Youqian pondered for a moment, but still shook his head: "The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and the body is a treasure raft for crossing the sea. If the treasure raft is destroyed, even if you encounter the method of becoming an immortal in the future, you will not be able to cross to the other shore. Forgive me, and I can't fight and kill."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand lightly, the movement was very casual.

Seems to chase away a fly.

No one could see his movements clearly. The next moment, the guest who came over to sip the wine had a weird smile on his face, his throat had been torn open, and surprise and fear froze in his eyes.

A stream of blood sprayed out, and the body slowly fell backwards.

The girl exclaimed, jumped lightly, dodged the spray of blood, and said in surprise and reproach: "What are you doing? I don't care. I won't clean the sanitation today. You can do it yourself."

The rest of the guests took a look, and some people were a little agitated, but in the end no one moved.

Everyone just pretended nothing happened and continued to drink and eat meat.

Cui Wei also sat firmly, and continued to drink, "This man followed me all the way, and I don't know when he jumped in front of me. Fang Daxia has good eyesight, how did you find out that something is wrong with him?"

Du Youqian smiled but didn't answer, "This is considered a reward for listening to your story. As for your friend's matter, forgive me for not wanting to participate."

Du Youqian naturally knew who the "friend" Cui Wei was talking about was, and he also knew how much trouble that person caused and how strong his enemy was.

Of course, Du Youqian might actually kill those people.

Du Youqian is confident in his martial arts.

In the previous life, as a person with the most power in the Wu Kingdom, the martial arts cheats he collected were all the best in the world.

And this reincarnated body, perhaps because of its spiritual roots, has excellent martial arts aptitude.

Practicing superior martial arts, the progress is rapid.

However, no matter how high his martial arts are, he has not reached the level of being invincible in the world.

If he makes a move, it is inevitable that he will suffer some injuries, and may even suffer fatal injuries.

And... those people also have relatives and old friends.

If I get involved in this matter, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop it for the rest of my life.

Only when one's lifespan is exhausted can he be reincarnated... Unexpected death cannot enter reincarnation.

Du Youqian will not do anything to endanger his life.

Cui Wei frowned, and then stretched out, "Actually, I have expected it. Forget it, I will kill those people. But there is a more difficult thing, and I will entrust it to you Fang Daxia."

"If I can't kill those people... can you leave here with a baby and raise that baby?"

"Baby? The youngest son of Liao Yilan of 'Shenquan Wudi'?"

"Yes," Cui Wei nodded affirmatively, "I can hand over the token to you right now, as long as you swear a poisonous oath, protect the baby well, and raise him for 18 years, and raise him into a hero who stands up to heaven and earth. After 18 years, you can withdraw and do whatever you want."

The girl turned her head to look at Du Youqian, her eyes were full of pleading.

Du Youqian hesitated.

(End of this chapter)