Chapter 2615 Violent Kitchen Knife (He Yipin Door and Window Alliance)

Xu Yi shook his head blankly, and the fat shopkeeper sneered, "You don't even know about the Immortal Saint, but you still dare to say that you are a monk. You are not a monk. Sixty years ago, your mother was still in her mother's womb. How could you have enmity with the Yuan family?" , stop teasing me, go away, go away quickly, old man, I have a small business and I can't afford to cause such a smell."

With a clang, a gold ingot hit the dull and slightly moldy table. "It shouldn't be difficult to tell you a story." Xu Yi said with a smile.

He exchanged his resources for the gold ingots along the way. No matter how far he got in life, he would always remember one rule: a poor family has a way to become rich.

The fat shopkeeper's eyes shone brightly, he collected the gold ingots, and said with a thumbs up, "Now I believe it, you are a monk, you really are a monk, look at the gold ingot you smashed, in your eyes, this Gold ingots are not money.”

Xu Yi waved his hand, "Let's get to the point, otherwise I will take it back."

"No, no, no!"

The fat shopkeeper waved his hands repeatedly, "Actually, no one in the entire Song Dynasty knows about the Yuan family's affairs..."

"Wait a minute, the Song Kingdom, isn't this the Dayue Kingdom?"

Xu Yi was confused.

The fat shopkeeper glared at him, "Now I believe it even more. Not only are you a monk, you must also be a great monk. You must have been in seclusion for the past few decades. Otherwise, why don't you even know about the change of dynasty..."

The fat shopkeeper was talkative and had a broad mind. As soon as he started talking, he really hit the mark. Seeing Xu Yi's unkind eyes, he quickly changed back to the topic, fearing that Xu Yi would ask him for the gold nugget, "Sixty years ago, The Immortal Saint wiped out all the major forces defending Dayue and drifted away. Old Yuan Qinghua, through his identity as the Immortal Saint's personal steward, promulgated decrees on behalf of the Immortal Saint, supported the Dai Viet noble Lin family, and established the Song Dynasty instead."

"Because the Lin family is not a monk family, and the throne was obtained entirely by external forces, it is extremely unstable. In just sixty years, it has experienced five emperors. Now in the entire Dai Viet, the major princes are respected, and the central king is the general. Yuan Jingxu is honored, the prince Pingxi, who previously respected the immortal saint’s true works, is Yuan Jingxu’s grandson, and his mother, Princess Pingxi, is Yuan Jingxu’s concubine.”

"The Yuan family is so powerful that it is by no means a general or king. Yuan... the eight elders, four of them are princes outside, four are high officials in the court, and the remaining nine daughters are all married to either princes as concubines, or to the court. The dignitary is a doctor. Nowadays, the whole of Dayue no longer knows the Lin family, only the Yuan family..."

Xu Yi was dumbfounded. No matter how slow his mind was, he should have known that the Immortal Saint was talking about him.

In the past year, he returned to Dayue and indeed wiped out the strong men in this world. After settling Yuan Qinghua, he took Yan Zi and drifted away.

But he never expected that the butterfly effect would set off such a terrifying storm, bringing a mediocre and half-hearted monk Yuan Qinghua to the status he has today.

It is worth mentioning that it is the issue of time dimension.

At that time, after Xu Yi left the realm of Dayue, he returned to the Northern Holy Court. There was a gap of about four times in the time dimension between the two sides. After Xu Yi left the realm of Great Viet, he stayed in the Northern Holy Court for dozens more times. Years later, we went to the Four Continents world.

Xu Yi also thought that even if he returned to the realm of Dai Yue, there would be nothing left, and hundreds or even thousands of years might have passed.

He asked Qin Tianjian Zheng Song and Yuan, and Song Yuan's explanation was very dreamy, saying that it was a shuttle between two worlds. As long as he went back and forth once, the time flow effect would disappear.

In other words, for him personally, the flow of time in Dai Viet would only be at the same speed as him.

Xu Yi also asked what would happen if there were other people going back and forth like this.

Song and Yuan's explanation is even more confusing, saying that if you step into your river and he steps into his river, what does it matter?

Now it seems that Song Yuan's completely incomprehensible rhetoric has been confirmed. For him and Dai Viet, only sixty years have passed.

Xu Yi said, "The Yuan family is so powerful. It seems that there are many unscrupulous children. I don't know why they have a conflict with you, the store owner?"

The fat shopkeeper slapped the rag hard and lowered his voice to a very low voice, "The Yuan family doesn't have any good stuff. The top beam is out of alignment and the bottom beam is crooked. It's all fundamentally broken..."

Before he finished speaking, the two wooden doors were pushed open with a crash, and a stout woman rushed in, with a fat face that was crying, and howled, "Master, it's not good, Junyun let those gangs go to hell." He was taken away. He was taken away from me just after leaving school. Damn it..."

The fat shopkeeper was spinning for a while and was about to faint. Xu Yi glanced at him and used his thoughts to help the fat shopkeeper.

"That damn thing is not a human being. I'm going to fight with that bitch..."

The fat shopkeeper cursed wildly, picked up the wide-mouthed kitchen knife that was still dipped in shredded meat, and rushed out.

"Master, don't do it..."

Watching the fat shopkeeper crashing into the bright red door curtain like a tiger's mouth like the wind, the stout woman let out a desperate scream.

Xu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and sent out a thought, hitting the woman's Jade Pillow point. The excited woman immediately fell asleep.

Afterwards, Xu Yi slowly stood up and walked towards the gate of Yuan's house.

The fat shopkeeper burst in with a knife and shocked everyone. It was so lively and noisy that the fat shopkeeper squeezed to the door with a knife and rushed in frantically. He was about to hit two Mr. Zhike who were singing the salute. It instantly attracted the attention of everyone.

"You are seeking death, take it!"

The butler, who was walking to the door to welcome guests, was so shocked that his face turned pale and he shouted hoarsely. On such a big day, a slight mistake would be a huge disaster, let alone such a scene.

The butler wished he could cut the guard outside the door into pieces with a thousand knives. He knew very well that even if this matter was pressed, the master would not give him a good harvest.

"Damn, damn you idiot, you really didn't choose the right place to die."

The butler was filled with resentment.

There was no need for the big housekeeper to be furious, all the guards knew that a disaster was coming, and the plan for now was to catch this bastard before everyone else, and maybe reduce his guilt a little.

The fat shopkeeper was known as "Old Qian" and was an old neighbor here. Many of the onlookers knew him. When they saw this situation, they all felt very sorry for Lao Qian.

"Come die!"

Chen Feng, the team leader in charge of security in front of the door, arrived first. He forcefully pulled away the two guards who were rushing ahead, and printed his big handprint directly on the fat shopkeeper's head.

"Keep him alive!"

The chief steward shouted sternly, and Chen Feng's palm suddenly turned to his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, his lightning-fast handprints suddenly froze, and Lao Qian subconsciously slashed straight at Chen Feng's wrist. There was a sharp click, and Chen Feng's left hand was broken off at the wrist.

"ah!!"

Chen Feng screamed and stared at the kitchen knife in Lao Qian's hand in disbelief. It was completely difficult to understand. You must know that he is a monk in the middle stage of liquid condensation, and his muscles, bones and skin have been trained to the extreme. With such a kitchen knife, even if it is taken by a giant man, it can be chopped. On his bones, the blade could only be chopped into curls, and at most his skin would be broken.

But now, his wrist was cut in two by an ordinary person with no cultivation. This, how is this possible...

Chen Feng's wrist was cut off, which shocked the whole audience, but all the guards who participated in the siege were eager to get it from Lao Qian.

Some were cautious and simply shot out their true energy, while others attacked with weapons.

Lao Qian, who had no regard for life and death, felt a fire burning in his chest and rushed straight into the door. He didn't care about anything else and slashed randomly with his knife.

"ah!"

"My sword!"

"my hand!"

In an instant, there were endless screams in the field. Wherever Lao Qian's kitchen knife passed, severed limbs flew everywhere, and all the magic weapons and armor were shattered. Lao Qian was even immune to all spells, and he chopped out a path of blood.

"This, this, stop him..."

The big housekeeper was completely panicked and yelled crazily, but the old money, who was red-eyed by the killing, slashed his neck with a knife. His head was suddenly missing, blood spattered three feet, and all the onlookers were completely petrified.