Chapter 4 A bowl of water, a steamed bun
Luohe County is surrounded by mountains and water, and the mountain is Luoxia Mountain, and the water is naturally the Luohe River that flows into the Bishui River. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
It was the setting sun, and the young man tightly closed the fence gate and tied a dead knot with a bamboo rope. He stood outside the thatched bamboo house with a burden on his back and a cold gun, looking at the grass and trees of the bamboo house in a daze, for a long time, he had not moved for a long time.
The boy lived alone on this Luoxia Mountain for three years, and in the past three years, he has not communicated with anyone, and the fellow villagers of Luohe County under the mountain, except for the innkeeper at the foot of the mountain, don't even know when such a teenager lives on Luoxia Mountain, where the jungle is dense and there are often monsters.
After a long time, the young man carried a resolute decision, carrying a cold spear on his back, and his back in the falling glow followed the mountain road, getting farther and farther.
Yes, he was ready to go out, to go far away.
It may take three or five years, it may take ten years, or it may not come back for a lifetime.
If you come back, you will live, and if you don't come back, you will die.
The boy's name is Luo Changfeng.
Three years ago, Lomon was slaughtered overnight.
There are no corpses and bones, no injuries and pain, just a numb heart, silently rekindled in the sea of fire.
Three years later, a young man walked down from Luoxia Mountain, who was the one who should have died after Luomen, but lived for three more years.
Going up the mountain is cornered, and going down the mountain is not a common day.
The three-year period of filial piety has expired, and now there should be grievances to repay grievances.
"Dad, mother, grandpa...... Uncles and predecessors of Lomon, rest assured, the blood of Lomon will not be shed in vain. Lomon's debt will not be unpaid. Changfeng has been hiding from the world for three years, and has already comprehended the mystery of the Sheji Mountains and Rivers, and now the cultivation is soaring, this time down the mountain, there are grievances, revenge, revenge, those who have had a non-point thinking about this heavenly map, they, I will not let go of any of them......"
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At the foot of Luoxia Mountain, there is a walker inn. The innkeeper is an old-fashioned and kind-hearted person. He often helps those rangers and beggars who are in distress, and the prodigal son quicksand, even if it is just a bowl of water or a steamed bun...... Then he will admonish those wanderers who drank a bowl of water and ate a steamed bun and said: Wine beckons flags, the wind howls, the sword is returned to the sheath, and there is a grievance.
It sounds like the tone of a veteran who has retired from the rivers and lakes.
Luo Changfeng, as usual, would come to this inn with the mountain beast he hunted at the beginning of the month, three years ago he fainted in front of the inn, not only drank a bowl of water, but also ate a steamed bun, that was the process of his acquaintance with the innkeeper. Since then, life on the mountain, at the beginning of each month, he will hunt some mountain beasts and send them to the inn in exchange for daily necessities for the following month.
So he was very familiar with the innkeeper.
"Old wine head ......" Luo Changfeng came to the inn and chose the old position by the window.
Old Wine Head is the nickname of the innkeeper, taken from the first word of his mantra that sees through the red dust.
The middle-aged man behind the counter stopped the abacus in his hand, and couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Luo Changfeng's figure. It's not the first day of junior high school, why is this kid here?
"I'm here to say goodbye...... his eyes were full of gratitude, Luo Changfeng looked at the old wine head who was sitting opposite, and said after hesitating for a moment.
The smile on the old wine man's face gradually froze.
"Is it to find your enemy?" The old wine head didn't know Luo Changfeng's true identity, and he didn't even know his name. For three years, he called Luo Changfeng as the first year of junior high school, which was the name he gave him.
There are two things he is most proud of in his life, the first is the name of this inn, and the second thing is the name of Luo Changfeng. He felt that he had taken a good and meaningful place, and every time he thought of this, he couldn't help but take a sip of wine.
They rarely talked, but after three years of bits and pieces, those dialogues were spelled together, but they could also make this sentimental walker innkeeper who had seen everything in the world guess a rough idea.
Thinking of this, thinking of parting, the old wine head poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all.
He felt that something was wrong, so he wanted to pour a cup for Luo Changfeng as well.
"I don't want to drink today. Luo Changfeng shook his head.
"Then whatever you want to eat, I'll let the kitchen cook it for you. ”
"I want a bowl of water, a steamed bun. Luo Changfeng said very seriously.
Perhaps in his lifetime, he will never return to this inn, never call the affectionate name of 'Old Wine Head' again, and never taste the water and steamed buns again.
The old wine head was stunned.
A bowl of water, a steamed bun, how can you eat enough. When he saved the boy three years ago, he also asked for a bowl of water and a steamed bun.
Before he knew it, it had been three years, and the thirteen-year-old boy in front of him had grown up, and the sixteen-year-old boy was a head taller than him.
He should be very relieved, why is it a little sentimental.
Is it because of parting? The Walker Inn has witnessed too many partings, and sometimes parting is life and death.
The old wine head stood up and hurriedly turned his face away, he didn't let Luo Changfeng look at him. He patted the young man on the shoulder and showed a smile: "You sit down for a while, and the old wine head will prepare for you." ”
A bowl of water and a steamed bun don't need to be prepared, what he wants to prepare is his own emotions, I'm afraid that this time, I don't know where I will get drunk.
Luo Changfeng understood this, looked at the back with tears in his eyes, and finally couldn't help blurting out a sentence that had been pressed in his heart for three years: "I'm not called Chuyi, I have a name, my name is Luo Changfeng." ”
"Actually, it's good to be called the first year of junior high school. The old wine head was stunned, and seemed to think of a tragedy in Luohe County three years ago. Then thinking of the situation when the boy was lying in front of the inn three years ago, he let out a long breath.
In front of the Walker Inn, the wine beckoning flag, whistling in the wind, the old wine head looked up at the word 'Walker', sighed lightly in his heart, lifted a pot of wine, and kept pouring it.
Today the boy is leaving, he is going to get drunk! He hopes that when he wakes up, he doesn't want to erect a monument for someone.
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Xue'er and Ling'er successfully got rid of Yan Lingwei's pursuit, and the fifteen-year confinement finally came to an end when the sun set at this moment.
They didn't think about who the person who married them was, of course, even if they knew Jiang Manlou's name, they wouldn't understand what kind of family the Jiang family was. I don't know that after General Yuwen came forward, he couldn't resolve the misunderstanding between the two sides.
Obviously, the son of the Jiang family, who has never been dusty on the soles of his shoes in Dalian since he was a child, is unwilling to resolve this misunderstanding.
Even if it's really just a misunderstanding.
Because the people of the entire Luohe River have seen the menacing of relatives.
He won't give up easily, otherwise others would really think that his reputation as a Luohe tyrant was bought by his own strong family background.
Even though, this farce of 'snatching relatives' is right in his arms......
There are few people on the continuous mountain road, and when night falls, it is even more wolf howling ape.
"Cher, are we going the wrong way? It's eerie here, and there are wolf beasts, it's terrifying. ”
"I haven't walked it either...... The book says that the starlight route formed by the twelve stars of the heavens, and the stars it opposes, are where the Bodhi star is located. According to the book, we only need to follow the Bodhi Star to reach the Bodhi Academy. ”
"But what if you get lost and run into a wolf beast?"
"Don't worry. Xue'er, I am the princess of Dayan, and when the wolf beast sees me, she will also pay homage. ”
"If only General Yuwen were here, we wouldn't have to wander in this barren mountain and wilderness...... Maybe at this time, you can still eat the snowflake cream paid tribute by Shangxingyun State. ”
"Goodo......"
The little princess Xue'er unconsciously, her stomach began to growl.
Rubbing her little belly weakly, Xue'er's eyes suddenly brightened.