Chapter 3870: Wine in the cup, the trajectory is set

"The world is full of drinkers, how can anyone be sober?"

Xiao Yi muttered to himself indifferently.

The old man put down his wine glass and chuckled, "What do you think, little friend?"

"Yes." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently and glanced at the old man, "Brewers are the most sober."

The old man put away his smile and narrowed his eyes.

After a moment of silence, the old man's expression returned to normal.

"Haha." The old man chuckled again, "I never expected that my little friend is so profound at such a young age."

"In other words, my little friend wants to be the brewer?"

Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "I don't know what you mean."

"I don't have any so-called profound knowledge."

"I simply feel that if the brewer has the leisure to brew wine, it must be comfortable and leisurely, and he must be able to do as he pleases."

The old man chuckled lightly, but looked directly at Xiao Yi deeply, "There are countless creatures in the world who are drunk, but you are the only one who is awake, isn't it the brewer?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "Your Excellency, you misunderstood."

"As I said before, I hate wine, so I am neither a drinker nor a brewer."

"I like to be awake, that's all."

Xiao Yi turned his head and looked directly at the old man, "You drank it all in one gulp, but you are not drunk at all."

Xiao Yi glanced into the distance again. On the seat there, even the Red Tiger Emperor's face was flushed, and he was talking like a drunken worldly creature.

"If you don't get drunk, you will be unpredictable." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"Haha." The old man's smile became half playful, "Because I am the brewer."

The old man's tone seemed playful, but also joking.

Xiao Yi fell into silence and said no more words.

In my heart, I was horrified.

He clearly didn't want to pay much attention to the old man, but he was unknowingly guided by his words. He realized it later, and only now did he realize that something was wrong.

The old man also fell into silence, but with a slight smile on his face.

The old man was not too surprised, but just a little more interested.

He was just sure that this was a young creature, and he was also very curious that such a young creature seemed to have experienced everything in the world, but he could not gain any verbal advantage in the ordinary conversation.

"Little friend." The old man suddenly broke the silence.

This time, Xiao Yi kept it in mind and stopped paying attention and answering. Quan pretended that he had never heard or seen it.

"Haha." When the old man saw this, he chuckled as always. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and slowly took Xiao Yi's wine glass.

"The wine in the glass should be poured for you by your followers."

Xiao Yi remained silent and ignored.

The old man chuckled, "The wine has been poured into the cup."

"Whether you drink it or not, this glass of wine belongs to you and has something to do with you."

As the old man spoke, he raised the wine glass slightly, then poured it over, and then slowly overflowed.

The nectar fell down the wine glass like a thin stream, and then flowed on the table.

When the wine in the cup was gone, the trickle on the table began to flow a little more and then stopped.

"Look, little friend."

"The wine is there, even if it doesn't enter your belly but pours on the table, it will eventually reveal its own trajectory."

"The moment the wine is poured, whether you drink it or not, this trajectory has already been decided."

Xiao Yi glanced slightly, and when he saw it, he was suddenly shocked.

The thin stream formed by pouring the wine into the glass, although frozen, seemed to be directly touching his heart.

Just at this look, Xiao Yi couldn't move his eyes away.

Inadvertently, I fell into a conversation with the old man again.

The old man stretched out his hand, dropped it into the middle of the stream, and slowly moved his fingers to the left.

"This way, it points to the source of the little friend's birth."

Old man, move your finger to the right, all the way to the right end of the trickle.

"This way, it points to the future path of my little friend."

"But..." the old man suddenly softened his smile a little and said softly, "I wonder if it's because I'm old and my eyesight is dazzled, or because my eyesight is clumsy."

"At the other end of the trickle, where the little friend was born, the starting point points to darkness."

"Is it because the child was born in the darkness, or has the child been exposed to the darkness for a long time?"

"I don't know if I'm dazzled or just blind."

"On the other side of the trickle, my little friend's future is also dark."

"Is this little friend destined to step into darkness? Or is he destined to become darkness?"

According to Xiao Yi's character, he should be sarcastic at this time.

But at this moment, he was unable to speak. The horror in his heart made him completely speechless.

The old man's seemingly random pouring of wine into the cup actually became a mystery of its own; the path of the trickle seemed to run through the long river of time, forming its own space and its own world.

What he could see was only traces of a few inches in length, but there were endless darkness on both sides.

What kind of method is this?

How mysterious should this old man's methods be?

Xiao Yi suppressed the fear in his heart, his eyes were as indifferent as before, and he slowly opened his mouth.

"The wine is poured by you, and the trajectory is also shaped by you..."

The old man chuckled and shook his head, "To tell you the truth, I have no control over the flow of wine in this glass."

"The track has already been formed. I just poured it out of the cup and showed it in front of your eyes."

Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "But it doesn't mean anything."

Xiao Yi took the old man's wine glass with one hand and poured it over slowly as well.

"You see, I don't control the flow of wine in the glass, I just let nature take its course."

"But with our cultivation, from the first drop of the wine poured out, we can actually predict the trajectory of every subsequent drop of wine, so we can see at a glance the trajectory of the glass of wine after it is poured.

"

On the table, the wine was flowing, also forming a trail of water marks.

"Look, Your Excellency." Xiao Yi chuckled, "When the wine is gone, let it stop flowing."

"But where do you think this trajectory should be extended?"

Xiao Yi didn't have any mysterious means, he simply poured out the wine, which was just a simple action.

The old man was silent.

"Can't you answer it?" Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "Because how this trajectory extends depends on the pouring of the second glass of wine."

"However, the cup is empty now and I haven't poured the wine into it yet."

"Before the second glass of wine is poured, everything is unknown."

"That's the future, there's no trace of it."

Xiao Yi looked back at his own water mark, "The track is complete, ha, these few inches of trace represent everything in a living being's life."

"But at the beginning of the trajectory and at the end of the trajectory, both sides seem to point to darkness, but in fact they are not blank?"

"Then, there are endless possibilities."

"Perhaps, in my future journey, although I will walk in darkness, I will eventually sweep away this darkness?"

"In this darkness, you can't see everything clearly, and there are countless possibilities."

Xiao Yi finished speaking and put down his wine glass.

"Now, can you please let me be clean?"

The old man chuckled, said no more, and nodded.

…

Another day later.
To be continued...