OBS Chapter 677 Things change and people change
Chapter 677 Things change and people change
Li Changxiao knocked several times, the knocks were gentle and clear, although not loud, but it could be heard from far away. Li Changxiao had worked as a handyman in the inn, so whenever a guest knocked on the door, he would be able to hear it clearly, coming and going in and out of the inn.
As his cultivation deepened and his horizons broadened, Li Changxiao knew that the wooden door of this inn was made of Buddhist wood from Xibian, which could isolate cold and heat and had a cavity inside. If he tapped it lightly with his fingers, the cavity would vibrate and emit a pleasant sound that did not disturb the mind.
Li Changxiao only knew that the cost of building this inn was not low and the materials were expensive, but he could not see the specific origin. However, after his cultivation level increased, he naturally understood.
Seeing that no one opened the door, he was not in a hurry. He sat down by the door and waited for a while before he vaguely heard footsteps. With a "creak", the door of the inn was opened. "Guests? That's rare. Come in. I'll prepare some food for you."
The person who opened the door took a quick glance and then walked back into the inn. Li Changxiao stood up and gently brushed off the dirt on his body. The voice sounded familiar, so it must be someone he knew. However, when he stood up, the person had already turned around and walked towards the kitchen, so they did not meet.
Li Changxiao frowned and entered the Laiqu Inn. In previous years, he always came here in autumn or winter, dressed in white. He saw that everything in the inn was the same as before, including the dining table, chairs, and nothing had changed. He couldn't help feeling nostalgic.
He chose a table and sat down. He heard some noise coming from the kitchen and realized that someone was preparing food for him.
The inn was very deserted, as if no one had come for a long time, and the atmosphere was very sparse. The tables, chairs, floors, counters, everything was neatly arranged and spotless, but it always made people feel a little cold. After a while, the man brought a few dishes and placed them on Li Changxiao's table. The two of them looked at each other and saw each other's true appearance.
Both of them were stunned. Li Chang smiled and said, "Qing Xiao?" The other party also asked, "Brother Li?"
It turned out that the one who was managing the Laiqu Inn was the monk Qingxiao whom he had met on the road of reform. He was born in the talisman sect, mastered the thunder talisman, and could control thunder with his body. He was a rare genius among his peers. He had this relationship with the second in command of the Laiqu Inn, but Li Changxiao never asked more questions and did not explore.
Today, Qingxiao is no longer young. He is middle-aged and fat, with a big belly and stubble on his face. He is less than 30% of his former vigor and handsomeness. There is a clear sense of distress in his eyes, as if he has been depressed and frustrated for many years, and there are dense bloodshot at the roots of his eyes.
Li Changxiao sighed softly, remembering the young man who dared to go against the will of heaven and was determined to make a name for himself on the road of reform. It was only a short meeting, but Li Changxiao remembered it clearly, thinking it was beautiful and short, and full of vigor.
Now things are different. When Qingxiao saw Li Changxiao, he sighed, touched his belly, and joked with a smile that he dared not look in the mirror now, as he looked completely frustrated, for fear of being seen by himself. But Brother Li was still as handsome as ever.
Li Changxiao invited Qingxiao to sit down and chatted with him about the past. It happened that Qingxiao stayed alone at the Inn, and had not seen anyone for a long time. Even if someone came, most of them were strangers. He was originally hospitable, but gradually became cold and indifferent. Today, he met Li Changxiao, an old friend who had only met a few times, but had been together for hundreds of years. It was unexpected, but reasonable.
Naturally, he returned to the feeling when he was looking for reforms. He seemed to be much younger and his words became more frequent. Qingxiao told his experience. In the early days of the reforms, he was full of vigor and vitality. Although his spiritual energy was exhausted at that time, he did not care about it. He always felt that a hero would come and turn the world around.
Later, the reform stagnated and he suffered repeated setbacks. It was not because his talent could not be fully utilized, but because he knew that his talent was insufficient. The difficulty of reform was the difficulty of mankind. From then on, he did not complain about himself, but remained determined and worked hard to find a way to reform.
Later, the Reform Movement was declared a failure, his life span was gradually reduced, and his appearance was gradually changed. Now when he was asked to look up, he felt that the sky was too high and the earth was too thick, and he was terrified, feeling that he was insignificant and could not change anything.
Li Changxiao listened to his story and sighed. When the reform began, Qingxiao represented the youngest and most energetic group of people. And Qingxiao's loneliness also represented the loneliness of the human race.
The monk system has no hope and will soon be discontinued. Even if the spiritual energy is restored in the future, there will be no more immortals. How much dazzling wisdom will be lost in the long river of history.
Li Changxiao asked about the visit to the inn. He asked where the cook and Mei Sanniang were and why Qingxiao stayed at the inn. Qingxiao told Li Changxiao that the cook was dead and buried in the back mountain. As for Mei Sanniang, Qingxiao passed by the inn two years ago and saw Mei Sanniang closing the door and drinking alone.
Qingxiao stayed at the inn for three days. On the third day, Mei Sanniang handed the inn over to him and never came back. So now Qingxiao is the only one who looks after the inn.
Seeing that there was no way to reform, Qing Xiao became disheartened and decided to stay at the inn for two years. His life was poor and boring, but it was a good way to kill time.
With the decline of the Reform Movement, the number of guests coming and going in the inn has become scarce. Throughout the year, there are less than ten guests. Qingxiao is happy to have a leisurely life, and his days pass like this one after another, until today, when he hears a knock on the door.
He opened the door and saw a man in white sitting at the door. He felt very familiar at first sight, but he couldn't remember who he was. He ignored him until he finished cooking the side dishes and faced Li Changxiao face to face, then he remembered who he was.
Done.
Qing Xiao fell silent. Li Chang Xiao also put down his bowl and chopsticks and remained silent for a long time.
Come to the Inn...
Guests come and go.
Even the boss comes and goes.
On this day, Li Changxiao went to the inn again. The inn was deserted, things and people had changed, and the food and wine were tasteless.