Chapter One Hundred and Twelfth Avoiding Pills(2/2)
"Your life." The pavilion master tilted his head, with a smile still on his face. He didn't feel at all how precious what he said was to him.
Is there really such a fool who would exchange his life for a piece of illusory news?
The old beggar hesitated. He was not afraid of death, but he couldn't die like this now, in this place.
Because there are still people waiting for him and he still has important things to do.
"Of course I'm not taking your life now. When you finish what you want to do, I will take your life myself." The Pavilion Master smiled faintly, as if he could see through the old beggar's mind at a glance.
"Okay, I agree." The old beggar nodded and agreed without hesitation.
"This is the breath-avoiding pill. It can hide the evil spirit in you. When you enter the barrier, crush it. It will be enough for you to stay in the Tianshan sect for six hours. Six hours is enough for you to do everything you want to do.
"Things." The master of Tianji Pavilion took out a blue pill.
"How do you know I am..." The old beggar hesitated. From the moment he came in until now, he has not revealed his identity.
"Of course I know who you are. There is no secret in the world that I, Tianji Pavilion, don't know." The master of Tianji Pavilion winked at him, like a child showing off his toys and abilities.
The old beggar did not hesitate, slowly took the elixir, and carefully hid it in his arms.
"When the matter is completed, I will definitely come back and let the master of the pavilion handle it." The old beggar fell to the ground and kowtowed deeply to the master of the Tianji Pavilion.
When he raised his head again, his eye circles were slightly red, and the hair all over his body flashed a dark golden color for a moment.
"Don't you think you are stupid?" The master of the pavilion did not stop him and allowed the old beggar to prostrate himself in front of him, unable to kneel down.
"This old minister's life should have been lost long ago, even if he died,
I have no regrets there." The old beggar stood up.
A door to go back had opened behind him. He lowered his head and moved forward without looking back.
After a few breaths, the old beggar appeared at the door of Tianji Pavilion.
The maid in the pavilion smiled at him frequently, and the rain outside the house was still pouring and never stopped.
Everything suddenly seemed like a dream, and the old beggar even doubted whether he had broken into Tianji Pavilion at all. He looked at his arms, and the pill was still there, giving off a faint halo.
As for what the master of the Tianji Pavilion looked like, he had completely forgotten. The familiar name that was about to come out was completely stuck in his throat.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to come back if you go!" On the twelfth floor of Tianji Pavilion, the master of the pavilion has returned to the sea of books. His eyes looked through the mountains at the dazed old beggar standing at the bottom of the building, smiling.
Shaked his head.
But this smile looked particularly desolate and helpless.
Chapter completed!