MTL - The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down-Chapter 227 She is willing to be bookish, but she still looks like a hero.

  Chapter 227 Although she is bookish, she still looks like a hero.

   When Li Yi came to the downstairs of the community, he saw a middle-aged man over fifty years old pulling a big tin can and sipping oil tea, and stopped when he smelled a salty fragrance.

  He asked curiously: "What are you selling?"

"Camellia oil twist." The storekeeper wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "The traditional snacks of the old Qin people are made with wheat flour, cooked sesame seeds, almonds, peanuts, butter, etc. People who eat it often eat them all carefully. The skin is tender and the meat has the effect of nourishing and nourishing the skin."

  This talk can be on TV, which made Li Yi quite curious. Kicking the little one-dollar banknotes received from those old men in his pocket, he can eat an extra breakfast for a big victory today.

   He asked, "How much is a bowl?"

"It costs 7 yuan without twist, and only 8 yuan if you add twist. I don't charge you too much for this twist. It's worth one yuan each. Other breakfast stalls sell it for two yuan each." The store replied. According to the price in Tiandu, 8 yuan for a bowl of camellia oleifera twist is not expensive.

   "Give me a bowl with twist." Li Yi walked to the small bench by the side of the road and sat down. The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated slightly, and he took it out to see that it was a message from Zhao Si to himself.

  【Zhao Si】: Brother Yi, those sects are too arrogant, killing people everywhere will ruin your reputation.

  [Zhao Si]: Although the dead are not as good as before, they are still living lives, children of each family.

  【Zhao Si】: These powerful monks are just like rich businessmen, they have achieved success in their own practice, and the common people in the world are not allowed to follow suit. So what about the drop in spiritual energy? Could it be that the aura in this world belongs to them?

   Then Zhao Si added a lot of pictures, which showed dead people, basically bleeding to death from the seven orifices.

  Li Yi didn't have much emotion in his eyes when he looked at these pictures. It's just that the distance is too far and it's hard to move him just by the pictures, and he himself is not a person who is easy to empathize with.

   After living for so long, I haven’t lost my feelings, but I’ve become much more indifferent.

  And this is not the first time the two have talked about this matter, as early as the moment they received the task, Zhao Si had already informed Li Yifeng. Informed Li Yi of the task content in detail, ignoring the so-called confidentiality regulations at all.

   After all, this matter is related to Li Yi's spreading the law to the world, and someone has poured dirty water on his Changchun Gong, so he must have the right to know.

  [Li Yi]: The meridians were retrograde and died. The murderer had already escaped from Shenzhou, and you couldn’t find any evidence for the instigator. This kind of thing is the job of the government, not for me, a loose person in the mountains.

   Li Yi doesn't need to investigate this matter himself, he can detect that someone has framed him just by the induction between heaven and man. It's just that the method is quite clever and roundabout. It's just killing people and letting the people guess for themselves, and then they fled to Shenzhou.

  The cause and effect are so weak that they cannot be investigated. Let the old masters of the Tianji Pavilion come, even if there is bleeding, it is difficult to deduce the specific location of the murderer. But Li Yi still caught the opponent's breath, and if he wanted to kill him, he would definitely be able to chase after him, but Li Yi didn't take any action.

   In the final analysis, I just don’t want to waste time, and I can kill them naturally when I have the opportunity in the future. When a thunder comes down one day in the future, the cause and effect can be settled, so why bother running around toil.

  【Zhao Si】: Brother Yi knows? They ran away?

   Zhao Si on the other side was stunned for a moment, no wonder those sects were confident, it turned out that black gloves were hired to do the dirty work.

  [Li Yi] A powerful means, knowing the world, and distinguishing between Yin and Yang. I am more powerful than the world, so I can naturally understand what they are doing. Compromise on this matter, or mobilization of troops, will not stop the people of the world from practicing.

  【Zhao Si】: Well, if you don’t care about that title, then I don’t care about it either. Do you have time to get together in a few days? I don't know when the next time the monk class will come out.

  [Li Yi]: They are all free.

  Li Yi put down his phone, and a bowl of camellia oleifera twist had already been placed on the table. The camellia oleifera is off-white, thick and salty, and the twist is soaked in the viscous camellia oleifera.

  In the mouth, the aroma of sesame comes from the nose, followed by a burst of saltiness, and the crispness of peanuts and almonds when chewed lightly.

   "Good stuff, good stuff."

   Li Yi praised without hesitation, this camellia oleifera twist is really delicious.

  Compared with the ancient times, modern metropolises have an advantage. In terms of food, they can accommodate all rivers and rivers, and gather food from the whole world in one place. In a place like Tiandu, people who fly in the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the water can eat it. Naturally, special delicacies from all over China are indispensable.

  In the past, he was in the practice world, and he learned about all kinds of delicacies from people who traveled around the world, such as Youshang Opera Troupe, and he often had to travel tens or hundreds of miles to eat them. A monk can travel thousands of miles a day, but it doesn't mean that Li Changsheng wants to run a thousand miles.

   "Boss, give me a bowl too."

  A gentle and deep voice came to my ears, and a middle-aged uncle with simple clothes, thin face and always smiling came over.

  He is only 1.7 meters tall, with good facial features, wearing a simple plaid shirt, with a little official look. Stepping on an old-fashioned Phoenix bicycle is like a retired veteran cadre.

   "Don't twist and peanuts, I have bad teeth."

   "Okay."

   It is obviously not the first time for the store selling Camellia oleifera twist to serve elderly customers, holding a sieve in one hand and tilting the large jar containing Camellia oleifera twist in the other.

  The sticky gray camellia was shaken off, and the peanuts and almonds were isolated through the sieve.

"Give."

  The middle-aged man in the plaid shirt took the camellia twist, walked straight to Li Yi and sat down, not too restrained.

  He took a small sip with a spoon, and the warm camellia entered his throat, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh: "It's better to be in the old block, the food is delicious and real."

   Li Yi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He recognized him as the current prime minister.

  He didn't shy away from saying it bluntly: "You really don't show the mountains and rivers. You have been riding this bicycle all the way, and no one recognizes you."

  Prime Minister Pan Jun was recognized and he did not deny it. The strength of the person in front of you may have been known from the Zhongshufu, even when he read it last night.

  He smiled, his voice was gentle and thick, not at all like a prime minister who only grew up in one place.

"It's nothing more than a black gauze hat and a car. Without those things, I'm just a plain-headed commoner, and what I cut up is blood. The ancient meaning cannot be interpreted today, and the prime minister is not an adult. The princes and scholars are all thrown into the East China Sea." Slightly."

   "Du Donghai was the prince who was killed?" Li Yi asked.

Prime Minister Pan Jun shook his head and said, "It's not all, it's just that the last batch of princes and royal families wanted to go to Luzon on a cruise ship, and then they were directly sunk. If you are interested in what happened more than a hundred years ago, I can take it for you." Here are the historical materials."

   "I won't read it if it's not simplified, it's too complicated."

   Li Yi shook his head and said, he read history to put it bluntly, but he just read a story. He can't use Shi Mingjian, because his past experience has already confirmed himself.

  History doesn't necessarily outlive his lifespan.

  He took another big sip of camellia oleifera twist, and then said: "You don't just want to eat a bowl of camellia oleifera twist today, do you? Is the head of the world so leisurely?"

   "Of course not." Prime Minister Pan Jun sorted out his thoughts for a while and said, "Come here today to find an immortal to clarify your doubts. Immortals have lived for 2,000 years and have seen more wind and rain than me, an ordinary person."

  There was a hint of solemnity in his words, and the words of flattery were not flattery, but respect for the elders. Since ancient times, there is a saying in Shenzhou that an old family is like a treasure, and some elderly people often have the wisdom accumulated over the years.

  In his eyes, immortals have lived for 2,000 years. Although they are called immortals, they walk everywhere in the world of mortals. Those town-level autobiographies are all expounding that the practice of immortals is not to meditate, but to go through thousands of mortals.

  Being able to establish peace in the world for thousands of years, such a feat far surpasses all others, how can his wisdom be poor?

  He paused for a moment, and asked: "Immortal, should all the people of the world deserve to die?"

  Li Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied without thinking: "I will die."

"In all directions, the strong and the weak blow into every inch of land like drizzle. The strong will inevitably plunder the weak, and the people are often the ones who are plundered. Those who serve the people should fight tigers, leopards and wolves with bare hands, so It's easy to die."

  The former is the law of the world, while the latter is the unique spirit of human beings.

  Thousands of years have made Li Yi's heart more transparent. He may see that things may not have profound truths, but they can definitely sort out right and wrong.

   It is never wrong to say that the law of the jungle is preying on the strong, and there is no such thing as a wrong law, but it is wrong for human beings. Blindly caring and pampering the weak is against the law, pampering the strong is against justice, and things that are too absolute are often wrong.

   Returning to the question of whether those who serve the people deserve to die, these people are easy to die according to common sense.

   "If you want to live, you need to be stronger than tigers, leopards and wolves. The books of sages should educate people, not do things, and you have to rely on fists to do things."

   Li Yi raised his eyes and looked at the prime minister who looked like a university professor in front of him, he didn't seem like someone who could fight tigers, leopards and wolves.

   "Fight against tigers, leopards and wolves." Prime Minister Pan Jun repeated, with a little light in his eyes.

  Then it was repeated several times, and it could not subside for a long time.

   And Li Yi had already finished his camellia twist at this time, but he did not leave, quietly waiting for the middle-aged man in front of him to tell the real purpose of his trip.

   Help? It seems not.

   "Pan will apologize to you first, and I'm afraid you will have to clean up the mess after this incident." Prime Minister Pan Jun inexplicably apologized.

   "The spirit veins in this world will cause a lifetime of death, and I will also fight for the people of the world."

   Li Yi said lightly: "Isn't it good to give it to Xiaoqi? He can also give it to the people of the world."

   This matter itself is inevitably hindered by others, and even Li Yi cannot completely avoid the matter of framing. The world is so big, and there are so many people practicing Changchun Gong, how can he protect everyone?

   In the end, it's just a matter of settling accounts after the fall, and death is inevitable. So don't be in a hurry, he has plenty of time to settle accounts.

   In the final analysis, Li Yi only gave the exercises, and it has nothing to do with him who died because of practicing the exercises. The government understands this, the Shangqing Palace understands it, and even those sects may also understand it.

   Some people died because of kitchen knives, but no matter what, the kitchen knife manufacturers cannot be held accountable. Only Li Yi has the right to pursue the murderer, and no one else can accuse him of his power, so even if his power is not discussed, it is the same.

Prime Minister Pan Jun said without hesitation: "Master Qingxuan can bear the burden of all the people in the world, but we are not crippled mortals. The common people should walk the road of cultivation. Back then, blood was exchanged for prosperity, and now it is just for future generations. Flow once."

   "It's just blood when the monk splits. If you want the Shangqing Palace to take power, you can kill me, lest I struggle and cause more people to bleed."

  Prime Minister Pan Jun stated the last purpose of this trip, and asked the attitude of the young man in front of him, his attitude is the most important thing.

  The current tense situation involves complex forces, and there are more than one sects involved in the trouble, including casual cultivators, sects with unofficial backgrounds, and sects that cooperate closely with the government.

  All the sects of practice will not see the government further control the spiritual energy, even if it is for the sake of all the people in the world.

  The Shangqing Palace is still cooperating with the government, providing due help from beginning to end, but it is they who make the situation tense.

  He could see very clearly that none of the above was a force that could make the final decision. The young man in front of him had the right to decide. And what I want to bet on is the nature of an immortal, and if I don't fight for one's benefit, I don't want to take a point from the world, and no one in the world dares to compete with him.

  Prime Minister Pan Jun has seen many practitioners, including Qingxuan Daoists who have the ability to transform gods, but in the end they have fallen into the mundane world to some extent. Only the young man in front of him can make him feel that this is a fairy.

   Li Yi didn't answer, but everything was self-evident.

   "Farewell."

  Prime Minister Pan Jun put down a few neat banknotes, then stepped on his bicycle and left, submerged in the crowds without any ripples.

   And Li Yi smiled, and said in a flat tone: "If you are willing to be bookish, you still look like a hero."

   After speaking, he took out a few slightly wrinkled coins, put his hands behind his back and wore flip flops, and left slowly, also lost in the crowd of people.

  He really doesn't care if the Shangqing Palace is still in power. If Xiaoqi can't fight, then he has no ability, as long as people don't die.

Good evening

   I still stick to the web text and never leave

   Didn't go on a date, didn't open a room.

   BJ time: 4:24

   Stand guard for this book and check in for purity

  (end of this chapter)