The old blind man nodded, breathed a long sigh of relief, and twisted the peach seedlings at his feet with his hands. The tips of the leaves of the peach seedlings were a little moist. As he twisted them, there was a little mud on the peach seedlings.

"Maybe, when the rain falls, Taoshan Village will be really empty. Clay sculptures in the rain will eventually turn into a puddle of mud! The peaches are ripe and the peach pickers are old, so it's time to go out to Taoshan."

The smile that the old shopkeeper always wore became slightly dull, but this scene seemed to be seen by the old blind man. Who knew whether the old blind man could see it or not.

Seeing that the old shopkeeper didn't speak for a long time, the old blind man said: "You can't stop it. It's like a torrent, and Taoshan's momentum is unstoppable. What's the use of thinking about it?"

After a long time, the old shopkeeper nodded and said with a wry smile: "I am a common person... I just want to guard my small family, my teahouse, and the young master's lineage. The old beggar and I are the most vulgar and the most tacky.

I just feel uneasy."

The old blind man ignored his self-mockery and said solemnly: "Senior has underestimated himself. Besides, I have been dead for so many years. Is there anything else that I can't let go of?"

The old shopkeeper grinned and responded: "If you looked away, how could you keep looking so bad at those old men?"

"I'm telling people to look away, but who can look away? I can't look away, and you can't look away either. Even the monk who said he had great enlightenment couldn't look away either."

When the old blind man heard the old shopkeeper mention those people, the old blind man suddenly became very angry, as if those people had done something to harm him.

The old blind man cursed loudly: "Those bastards who broke the rules, it's better if I don't break their clay bodies and use them as peach fat! They broke my rules!"

The old shopkeeper grinned and kept looking at the old blind man. Neither of them spoke anymore.

The old blind man spoke first, "It's a pity that I can't go for a walk outside, so I have to stay here in this rotten peach mountain!"

Like a beast in a pen! Being raised as a peach, waiting for the little thief Ye Cang to pick my fruit! I am not as good as that man.

But I’m not willing to give in! Sometimes I even want to take a bite out of Ye Cang’s flesh and see if it’s sweet or spicy!”

"Young man Ye Cang..."

The old blind man shook his head and sighed.

As he spoke, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his pale eyes emitted a stunning and sharp light, which was very frightening.

"I know that those of you who are scheming and scheming will not be able to calm down." The old shopkeeper said with a smile.

The old blind man looked at the clay turtle shell on the stall, and the blurred writing on the turtle shell seemed to become clearer.

"Credit for the body, credit for the life, credit for the reincarnation of the true spirit; credit for the sky, credit for the earth, credit for the death of the heavenly immortal!"

The old shopkeeper was silent for a moment and then said: "It's him, not Ye Cang... I like Ye Cang very much!

He went out early every day and came home late every day to pick peaches for more than ten years. When he went up the mountain on the first day, the blood-stained peaches were so red, and he handed them to me respectfully with a smile. He seemed to be uncomfortable with the blood on his shoulders.

Yes, maybe it’s just because they’re worried about us.

But his blood soaked my clay hand, and after it dried, it stayed on my hand for more than ten years."

The old shopkeeper raised his hand, which was stained with dark red, and then said: "How can we, the clay sculpture tiles, need those mountain peaches? He is also too stupid to think about how we can preserve the fruit before he goes to the mountain to pick peaches.

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Although the old blind man's previous words were harsh, the corners of his mouth were also slightly aroused at this time.

"That boy is so stupid... If we really teach him to think about it, he might think that what we eat is the green and hard-to-eat peach in the village, and he might even suffer for us!

Haha, he actually thought that Mr. Lei was a fool, so he suffered for him? He suffered for him... Hahaha!"

The old blind man laughed for a long time, and then continued: "How did he know that Mr. Lei is respected and praised by all living beings! How is he like us? No one remembers our name."

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for living beings, and carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints...Mr. Lei has done it, and we can't compare with it!"

The old shopkeeper smiled, as if he was remembering what he did in the past.

"Perhaps it is the things we have done that seem fruitless and futile, that is why we have this clay body. What we have done is meaningful!"

The old blind man raised his head and slumped on the chair: "Maybe, that person can't understand, and he can't figure it out. He has something to do with him...I can't even figure out a dime."

The old blind man suddenly laughed heartily and said: "I don't obey him, but I respect him. The land of those nine mountains has been shoveled three feet! It's clean... it's clean!"

The old blind man looked at the old shopkeeper, with a hint of shrewdness in his pale eyes: "You are not guarding your senior's restaurant today, but you have the intention to go to my old blind man's stall and pick up some nice words?"

The old shopkeeper fell silent, asking for something. The old blind man continued: "Although I was born after my predecessor, my predecessor should also know the rules of my lineage."

The old shopkeeper nodded, then with a hint of uneasiness, but still said: "Three credits...I know it, and I know the rules, but what can I get with a clay body?"

The old blind man smiled and said: "Senior is freeloading, but what if he smashes my three credit cards?"

After a long time, the old shopkeeper sighed, made up his mind and said: "I will give you my fruit! In exchange for the money, I also know that this is what you want."

The old blind man was shocked. Although the old shopkeeper's result was what he wanted, he didn't expect the old shopkeeper to be so decisive.

Then the old shopkeeper continued: "You still want to have a break with that person... There is no one who has reached this stage like me, and no one has a dark heart. Although the trend is irreversible,

But the situation can be changed, but you are not willing to give in, and you want to win one step ahead of him."

The old blind man did not speak, but murmured in his heart: "Small trends can be changed...Small trends can be changed?"

The old blind man looked straight at the old shopkeeper and said: "Senior, you will have to pay back the debt you owe me. You paid back my debt, but what about his? Your descendants will be able to bear the responsibility of the great protection of the world."

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The old shopkeeper didn't speak, and remained silent for a long time before saying: "I can't let go of the young master's lineage. If it weren't for the young master, I would have been eaten by wild dogs when I was seven years old. Some grievances can only be relaxed when they are forgotten. Some kindnesses should be respected."

Only by remembering can you feel at ease.

The old shopkeeper looked at the old shopkeeper without saying anything. After sighing, the old blind man began to play with the clay turtle shell, and used the sand to outline a complicated hexagram array.

Half an hour later, the old shopkeeper walked towards his restaurant with a smile on his face, grinning through his teeth, as if he had forgotten his worries and only kept the good things in his heart.

Just because the old blind man couldn't help but exclaimed after finishing the calculation: "Amazing!"

After the old shopkeeper walked away, the old blind man grabbed the mud money that had been covering the ground with his hands and twisted it into sand. He looked at the mast above his head, sighed and smiled bitterly.

Bagua Xuanmen is straight, true, and innocent in thinking. These are the rules and a signboard! It is the principle that the old blind man has implemented throughout his life, and it is the rule spread in Bagua Xuanmen.

For some reason, the old blind man said with a vicissitude in his voice: "It's the last days, senior, let's go happily. Time doesn't remember affection, and creatures don't remember gratitude. The great protection of the world's lineage... will never happen!"

After being silent for a while, the old blind man shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I stayed with that brat for a long time, and unknowingly I became infected with the fireworks of the world."

The old blind man snorted coldly: "It's all vulgar!" But his face was so bitter.

The old blind man closed his pale eyes and lay lazily on the chair. Time seemed to have stopped, he was so peaceful.
Chapter completed!