The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Chapter 450 Another Blackmail Letter

In the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, Hou Shao poured wine while Li Changxiao unwrapped the oil paper to release the delicious aroma.

Garlic beef, drunken chicken, braised fish, and sugar-fried pork ribs.

The four dishes were fragrant. Hou Shao smiled and told Li Changxiao that he had packed up these four dishes from a time-honored restaurant.

The taste should be good. The two of them drank the wine and ate the snacks happily in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Hou Shaohui talked a lot about the interesting things that happened when he was a genius. He said that he once entered a secret realm, surpassed his peers in skills, and enjoyed great glory.

There are also beautiful women in the sect who throw themselves into the arms of men, and some elders are optimistic about them.

Unfortunately, most of the old friends are no longer around. The senior sister he once had a relationship with had turned into a pile of bones when they met again.

The opponents who had fought against him before, because they failed to enter the Nascent Soul stage, remained in the Core Formation stage, and died of old age due to insufficient lifespan.

Even he himself is old.

I don’t know who to talk to about the past.

Talking and talking.

Hou Shao wiped his tears and burst into tears.

The righteousness he once had had long since disappeared. He told Li Changxiao that time was gradually erasing all traces of his existence.

He felt that he was only ten years away from disappearing completely, and no one would remember him anymore.

He didn't know why, but he began to feel scared. More than 50 years ago, when he was still in good health, he was indifferent to life and death.

But as his body withered, he gradually became sentimental and indecisive, and he was afraid of more and more things.

But the most important thing is the fear of disappearing completely.

But it will always disappear. Li Changxiao picked up a piece of beef slice, wrapped it with some chopped garlic, put it into his mouth, and took a sip of wine after eating. The taste was naturally delicious.

No matter how Hou Shao talked, Li Changxiao felt no comfort. After eating other people's delicious food, he should just stay in the tree hole quietly.

Hou Shao rarely loses his composure like this, but when he sees this person whom he has only met once, he still can't keep calm.

"That's all."

"have a drink."

Seeing the bright moonlight and the fishes playing at the bottom of the lake, Hou Shao raised his wine bowl, clinked glasses together and then drank it in two gulps.

Li Changxiao stretched out his hand, put his fingers on the lake, and teased the fish that came to watch the fun.

"Are you afraid of disappearing..." he whispered.

The departure of old friends, watching all the people I knew disappear one by one.

Finally it was my turn. This is indeed a lonely way to die.

Hou Shao was very unlucky. He was both lucky and unlucky.

On the eve of his spiritual energy running out, he broke through to the early Nascent Soul stage and had a long lifespan.

But his lover, brother, and rival were not so lucky. They were only at the Jindan stage and were destined to die one after another.

If Hou Shao was still young and still on the road of reform, he would not be like this. He might continue to make rapid progress like Qingxiao and remain young and energetic.

But his body was aging, making him no longer young, and he was powerless to change his ways. His old friends had left him, so he naturally had these feelings.

Teenagers will also grow old.

……

Late at night, everyone went back to their rooms.

Li Changxiao was lying on the bed, the bright moonlight penetrated the window and sprinkled on the ground. He tapped the edge of the bed lightly with his fingers.

Hesitated for a long time.

He got out of bed and climbed onto the roof.

He recently developed a new sleeping position, which he called hanging sleeping, which is to hang from top to bottom by holding onto branches or other suspended objects with both hands.

And then fell asleep.

The roof of this wing room has eaves. Although it is a bit scary, he really wants to try sleeping while hanging on the eaves.

So, he grabbed the eaves with both hands, hung his feet in the air, and hung himself on it, closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

The breeze blows.

Li Changxiao was like a white ghost, swaying slightly, with an indescribable creepiness.

The next day.

clear.

A loud shout sounded.

"Ghost? Where is the ghost? I'm going to catch him!"

Afterwards, a group of people were seen rushing towards Li Changxiao with great momentum.

Looking from a distance, I really saw a white ghost hanging on the corner of the eaves.

This ghost frightened several servants yesterday. I waited until dawn before I dared to come back to observe. I never expected that the ghost was so tenacious and was still there.

So the servants went to report it, and then this scene happened.

Just take a closer look. This is not a ghost at all, it is clearly a sleeping man.

And he was sleeping soundly. If you listened carefully, you could hear a few gentle snorings.

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

"Who is this? Is there anyone who sleeps like this?"

Everyone was also enlightened, and the head of the Jia family waved his hand to let everyone disperse. Although he did not agree with this sleeping posture, he also knew that this was a diverse world and that tolerance was necessary.

Li Changxiao slept until noon.

The sun was shining brightly, beating directly on his face. He felt uncomfortable, so he loosened his hands, fell to the ground, and woke up.

He moved his muscles and bones, which made crackling sounds, and he felt relaxed all over.

In fact, after studying the Three Thousand Strategies of Great Dreams by the God of Dreams, Li Changxiao not only improved his knowledge of the way of dreams, but also turned to the way of sleep and did some research.

He had already divided his sleep into light sleep, moderate sleep, and deep sleep.

He can enter light sleep at any time, moderate sleep requires a little preparation, and deep sleep is a state he cannot grasp or control.

He studied various sleeping positions, in fact, partly because he was also studying sleep. Sleep and dreams...are not necessarily related. Many people dream while awake.

However, given the characteristics of Li Changxiao's immortal body, if he could fully understand moderate sleep, his combat power would be even more terrifying.

As for deep sleep, Li Changxiao rarely entered it. It required certain opportunities, so he would not force it for the time being.

Noon.

The servants of the Jia Mansion brought food, which were all delicacies from land and sea. You couldn't eat these elsewhere without spending dozens of taels of silver.

And knowing that Li Changxiao loved drinking, he specially sent him a jar of mellow and delicious wine, which was said to be more than forty years old.

The head of the Jia family did this because he wanted people like Li Changxiao to sincerely help him. After all, the future of the family depends on them.

If you are still stingy, that would be unacceptable.

at dusk.

The housekeeper of the Jia family went to close the courtyard gate. When he was closing the door, he saw a letter slipping through the crack of the door and onto the ground.

The official picked up the letter, his heart tightened, he stuck his head out of the house and looked around, then quickly closed the door, bolted it, and ran quickly to the lobby.

"Master, there's a letter."

The butler whispered the report into the master's ear and carefully handed the letter to him.

The head of the family's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were filled with both anxiety and excitement.