At noon on this day, a young man walked on the official road of Dongyue City in the Purple Moon Country, with a navy blue cloth shirt, short black cloud boots on his feet, and his hair tied back in a bun at will, seemingly bohemian and uninhibited, it was Han Zhonglin after leaving Cloud City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After saying goodbye to his family that day, after Han Zhonglin left Cloud City, he went to Dongyue City according to the same route. Judging from the map left by Qu Tianjun, Dongyue City is the only way to the Yiyi mountains. Before, he got out of trouble from Feiyun Valley, out of Jinniu Ridge to the Purple Moon Plain, and passed by this important town in the eastern part of the Purple Moon Country.

After entering the city and finding an inn to live in, Han Zhonglin wandered around the city, and he didn't bother to play when he passed by last time. It took two hours for Han Zhonglin to finish shopping through the two bustling streets, where there were many shops and pedestrians on the streets. Silk cloth, rouge spices, all kinds of wear, food, wear, full of dazzling.

Han Zhonglin found a tavern, went up to the second floor, and sat on the street, tasting Ziyue's unique Yue'er wine, while observing all kinds of people and what was happening.

Looking at the bustling flow of people, the dust raised after the carriage and horses drifted around, as if they were chasing something. Fame, fortune, wealth, love and joy, all of these are intoxicating, but in the end they are all empty.

"No wonder the world loves to drink to drown their sorrows. Han Zhonglin drank a cup slowly, only to feel a spicy taste flowing down his throat.

The people of the Purple Country Moon are fierce, and the wine brewed is mostly spirits. This Yue'er wine is the most common kind of wine in the Purple Moon Country, and when you enter the mouth of a glass of wine, there seems to be a fire in your throat, and it goes straight to your stomach, which is refreshing.

After a few glasses of wine, Han Zhonglin felt a little dizzy, the people or things outside his eyes slowed down, his body was a little fluttery, and he felt very comfortable.

"The red dust rolls in, stirring up dust everywhere, gathering and scattering people in the world, love and hate eternal sorrows. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry, haha, it turns out that there are people in the same way here. ”

After Han Zhonglin finished chanting a poem, he heard someone next to him echo loudly, turned his head to look, and saw a person at the next table raising a glass to him, and then raised his glass and drank it all. This person is dressed as a scribe, with a moon-white cotton robe, a high bun, and a dragon-patterned jade pendant hanging from his waist.

Han Zhonglin also drank the wine in the cup and looked out the window.

Seeing Han Zhonglin drink the wine, the man got up and stood up, holding the wine jug, and walked up.

"This brother, in Xia Li Changho, is a person from Dongyue City, seeing that Brother Tai is drinking alone, I want to drink a few cups with Your Excellency, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Of course!"

"Hehe, you know that Brother Tai is a happy person, and Brother Tai is a person from other places, right?" asked Lee Chang Ho as he poured wine.

"Brother Li's eyes are like torches, and he is in Han Zhonglin, a native of Ukraine. ”

"As soon as I heard Brother Han's poem, I knew that I was a fellow practitioner. What does Brother Han think of the moon wine in this crescent tavern?"

"Clear and strong, not bitter, not astringent, strong in the mouth, soft in the stomach, it should be a good wine. Han Zhonglin did not hesitate to praise.

"Brother Han is really a man of temperament, and he doesn't say whether this wine is good or bad for his brother, but as far as Yue'er wine is concerned, the Yue'er wine here is the most authentic. A hint of pride flashed in Lee Chang-ho's eyes.

"Oh, looks like I've come to the right place. Han Zhonglin took in Lee Chang-ho's expression, understood what was going on at once, and said with a faint smile.

The two chatted and drank, and Lee Chang-ho was even more happy, and regarded Han Zhonglin as a bosom friend. Through conversation, Han Zhonglin learned that Lee Chang-ho is the eldest son of the Li family, a small family in Dongyue City, and he is also well-known in Dongyue City, and this crescent tavern is his Li family's property.

"Kick, kick.. A rush of footsteps came from the staircase, and I saw a small guy running upstairs and straight in front of Lee Chang-ho.

"Less. . . Young master, it's not good, the young master of the Wang family in the south of the city came to our tavern with a group of thugs, saying that he wanted to settle accounts with you. The little guy was sweating profusely, and he was panting with a lot of breath when he spoke.

"Ah, Wang Zhiwen's guy still dared to come to the door, and I haven't settled the account with him for molesting my sister that day. Lee Chang-ho stood up angrily and slapped the table.

"Young master, let's hide first, the Wang family is powerful, and Wang Zhiwen is here with thugs today, I see..."

Before the little guy finished speaking, he heard a commotion downstairs, and the frightened little guy shrank behind Lee Chang-ho.

Wang Zhiwen walked up to the second floor quickly with a few thugs, and when he saw Li Changho unable to escape this time, he said viciously: "Boy, escape, I let you escape a few times ago, young master, I see how you run today, hum..."

Li Changho saw that several big men behind Wang Zhiwen were staring at him directly, and his face suddenly changed greatly, blue and white for a while, and swallowed back the anger just now.

"I'll flash it aside for the young master, otherwise I'll clean it up together. Wang Zhiwen smiled wantonly.

At this moment, the frightened surrounding guests scattered in a hurry, all afraid of the scourge that would affect the pond fish, and even the little guy who reported the news just now ran away. In an instant, in addition to Wang Zhiwen and his thugs, only Lee Chang-ho and Han Zhonglin were left on the entire second floor.

Han Zhonglin didn't seem to hear Wang Zhiwen's warning, and still poured himself a drink, without any expression on his face.

Wang Zhiwen on the side saw that Han Zhonglin was not in a hurry, and he was still drinking, completely ignoring his existence, and he was angry at the moment.

"Hey, this is still a stunned young man, when the young master I farted just now, this is what you asked for, clean up these two little cubs for me, I will open the mouth of that kid in a while, and the master will give him a longer memory!" Wang Zhiwen pointed at Han Zhonglin and said fiercely.

"It's noisy!"

Lee Chang-ho and Wang Zhiwen only felt a flower in front of them, and the next moment they heard a painful moan from the second floor.

Wang Zhiwen looked back, and several thugs next to him were lying on the ground with their stomachs in their arms, convulsions. Lee Chang-ho didn't understand what had just happened, and stood motionless, just looking at Han Joong-rin in disbelief.

"Huh?" Wang Zhiwen glanced at Han Zhonglin and was stunned suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, he turned around and was about to run away.

"Come back. Han Zhonglin said lightly and drank all the wine in the cup.

Wang Zhiwen seemed to hear the sound of urging his life, and he was frightened and immediately froze, but the two retreats involuntarily trembled. Turning around slowly, Wang Zhiwen didn't say a word, he trembled and knelt on the ground, and then a smell of urine suddenly spread.

"Huh?" Li Changho, who was standing dumbly at the table just now, subconsciously covered his nose, and when he looked down, he saw a large wet patch on Wang Zhiwen's crotch.

"Didn't you want me to slap my mouth just now, you can show me a demonstration. Han Zhonglin stared at the crowd outside the window and said casually.

Wang Zhiwen slowly raised his hand and pointed towards his mouth.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The group of guests on the second floor was driven down by Wang Zhiwen just now, but they did not disperse, and they were tilting their heads downstairs to listen to the movement upstairs. While looking forward to the howl of pain coming from upstairs, they were "heartbroken" for Lee Chang-ho and Han Zhonglin.

The continuous sound of "popping...", the onlookers downstairs listened to it really, and every slapping sound hit their hearts, painful, itchy and happy!

After a while, there was no movement upstairs, and everyone downstairs was puzzled, so they saw the next person walking down numbly with heavy steps.

"Ah, it turned out to be Li Gongzi, why didn't he have anything to do, what happened just now?" everyone was shocked and shouted, and their eyes fell to the ground.

Lee Chang-ho walked down the stairs with a blank look on his face and his eyes full of shock. Everyone hurriedly got out of the way, looked at Lee Chang-ho from head to toe, and found no signs of application, and watched Lee Chang-ho leave the crescent tavern step by step and walk into the flow of people.

A group of people downstairs, staring at each other, you look at me, I look at you, I can't wait to see the flowers from each other's faces.

After a moment of silence, finally a bold one stepped up the stairs softly, followed by several people, all wanting to go upstairs to see what was going on.

As soon as a few people went up to the second floor, they smelled a stench, and everyone covered their noses.

As soon as the first few people went up to the second floor, they made a fierce "ah", and the people who followed behind had just walked to the middle of the stairs, and they were already scared, and suddenly ran down the stairs again.

After not seeing the people above coming down for a long time, the group of people was a little settled, and then they rushed to the second floor.

Upstairs was silent, eerily silent, except for some shouting from the street outside.

Everyone came and watched for a while, and several big men lying on the ground were motionless, and it seemed that they had already passed out. Looking at the young master Wang Zhiwen, who was still majestic just now, was kneeling on the ground, his cheeks were red and swollen, his eyes were blank, and there seemed to be a light yellow liquid seeping into the floor under his crotch, which was full of noise. But everyone didn't care about covering their noses anymore, but gasped.

"I don't know who abused Wang Zhiwen like this, it's so ruthless!" Everyone on the second floor was shocked, and the same thought flashed in their hearts.

After a while, the story of the young master of the Wang family who was so frightened that he was so frightened that he was urinating spread throughout Dongyue City, and then the entire Wang family also became a joke in Dongyue City.

After such a fuss today, Han Zhonglin saw the hustle and bustle of the world and the appearance of all living beings in the public. Bullying men and women, gags, some onlookers watch the excitement, and some sympathize with Yusi, all kinds of faces and faces are born of the distractions of the world's hearts. If you can see through this red and dusty world, know, understand, and understand the truth of the world, and see through this kind of right and wrong, then you will be able to have a heart that embraces all things.

With the quiet change of this kind of mentality, Han Zhonglin's understanding of the realm of "righteous gods" in "Fu Shen Law" has deepened.

That night, Han Zhonglin left Dongyue City and embarked on the road to the west again.

The night was long, and it was cold outside because it was a harsh winter. Walking slowly on the path, his eyes were full of pitch black, and Han Zhonglin's heavy mood during the day slowly calmed down.

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Han Zhonglin traveled more than 300 miles overnight, and in the morning he arrived at a place called "Wu'an Town", which was already close to the middle of the Purple Moon Plain.

"Old man, come to a bowl of ravioli. Han Zhonglin sat down at a wonton stand.

"Okay, right away. ”

I saw the old man scooping the wontons into a big white porcelain bowl, sprinkling some chives, and drizzling some sesame oil, and his movements were swift.

"Guest officer, your ravioli. ”

The clear soup is light and delicious, exuding the fragrance of green onions, and the wontons are smooth and crispy, which makes people appetizing, and Han Zhonglin asked for another bowl after eating a bowl.

"Hey, I heard about it, the slut of the third young grandmother of the Zhao family will be pulled out to parade the street in a while, or our brothers will go and see it together. There were two people sitting at the table next to him, and I saw the small-eyed man talking to another big man, with an obscene look on his face, which couldn't help but make people sick.

"Grandma Zhao San's girly appearance is really nothing to say, if I can play with such a woman, my life will be worth it, hehe..."

"Let's go, let's see the excitement!" the two got up and were about to leave.

"Third master, fifth master, this wonton money..."The old man hurriedly stopped the two and begged in a low voice.

"Old Yang Tou, if it weren't for my brother taking care of you on weekdays, your stall would have been smashed a long time ago, and you would dare to ask for money to eat your bowl of wontons!"

"Third brother, slow down, don't be so angry. Old Yangtou, my brothers and I have been short of money these days, and it's not too late to give it to you when we have plenty in the future. The small-eyed man said with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm going to look good next time. The big man dropped a cruel word and turned to leave.

"What a sin, alas!" the old man lamented.

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