"Childe, I don't sell this wine!" The owner of the liquor store suddenly pulled Kou Zhongyuan's sleeve.

Kou Zhongyuan staggered under his feet, turned around and shook off the hand of the owner of the wine shop, stabbed, and his clothes were torn open: "Get out of the way, I haven't got what my son wants yet!"

The owner of the liquor store had a tough attitude and blocked Kou Zhongyuan's way.

"Ha, old thing, you've provoked someone you shouldn't mess with, you're dead!" Kou Zhongyuan raised a kick and kicked the owner of the wine shop out, and with a bang, the owner of the wine store fell heavily to the ground, because of the excessive force, Kou Zhongyuan was also unstable, fell to the ground, and his hair was scattered on his head, a little embarrassed.

Standing up slowly, Kou Zhongyuan stretched out two fingers, picked up the hair scattered in front of his eyes, and revealed an evil handsome face that could not be concealed even if he was drunk: "If you dare to follow the road of this son, this son will let you walk around without eating!"

As he spoke, he walked to the bookshelf behind the counter, stepped on the stool behind the counter, raised his hands high, and hugged the wine jar slowly: "Lao Tzu wants to see if it is fifty years of Fenjiu!"

Suddenly tearing open the mud seal, a burst of wine fragrance spread, Kou Zhongyuan sniffed his nose violently, held the wine jar and raised his head to drink, because he was drunk and stood on the chair, his feet were unstable, the whole person lay down on his back, and then there was a cry of pain, and the sound of the wine jar falling to the ground.

The spies outside the wine shop looked at each other, someone was about to look forward, a hand stretched out from behind the counter, Kou Zhongyuan grabbed the counter, held his waist and stood up: "Damn, I fell to death, my son's waist won't break, right?"

Rubbing his waist with one hand, Kou Zhongyuan, who was dismantled by his head, couldn't help but cry out in pain, and when he saw the wine that fell to the ground, he began to pity it again, stretched out a finger, stained the stains on his shirt, put it in his mouth and tasted it, nodded and walked to the owner of the wine shop, raised his foot and kicked it twice: "Damn, you dare to lie to Lao Tzu, it is clearly forty-nine years and three hundred and sixty-four days, where is fifty years?!"

A snatch of his own silver ticket, Kou Zhongyuan scolded and scolded out of the wine shop, stepping on the silver in the light rain, walking into the night, a spy walked into the wine shop, the wine shop owner has not yet gotten up, the spy has quickly restrained him, in the small wine shop, Kou Zhongyuan sat on the table and stool was checked, the wine shop owner was also searched, there was nothing abnormal, it seemed to be just a depressed drunkenness.

The spy raised his head again, and Kou Zhongyuan, who was in the light rain, suddenly ran away, and the speed was amazingly fast.

The spy was slightly stunned, and stretched out his hand: "Chase!"

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the owner of the liquor store held his chest, looked at the long street outside, erected the door panel, extinguished the lights in the liquor store, leaving only a small kerosene lamp, and the whole long street was silent.

Behind the counter of the wine shop, Kou Zhongyuan, who had a bloody face, slowly stood up and touched the wound on the corner of his eyebrows: "It's not easy to fool them. ”

The owner of the liquor shop walked forward quickly: "Childe, what is your injury?"

"My injuries are fine. "It's fake to be drunk just now, it's true that you fell down while holding the wine jar, and it's a stand-in who gets up on the counter, and the fragments cut through the corners of Kou Zhongyuan's eyebrows, "The carriage is ready?"

"Childe, everything is ready, and the top and bottom have been taken care of, and you can go out of the city at any time. The owner of the liquor store spoke.

"Okay, everything goes according to the plan. ”

Kou Zhongyuan stepped out of the wine shop, his steps were hurried, and he disappeared in the light rain, and after a while, he came to a small courtyard, usually a small courtyard, no different from the small courtyards in the streets and alleys of Luoyang City, standing in Luoyang City, not attracting attention at all.

knocked lightly on the door, and there was a sound of soft footsteps in the courtyard, and with a squeak, the courtyard door was opened, and the people who came were startled by Kou Zhongyuan's cloaked appearance.

Kou Zhongyuan tied his hair back with one hand, wiped the blood on his face, and revealed his original appearance: "West Wind, it's me!"

Duan Xifeng looked at the embarrassed Kou Zhongyuan, was slightly stunned, and pulled the other party into the small courtyard: "Which girl are you teasing and being beaten?"

"Don't talk about the cool words, stop the bleeding for me, and sooner or later, I might fucking die!" Kou Zhongyuan hurriedly entered the room, faster than Duan Xifeng's footsteps.

Western Chu Shuangbi, Kou Zhongyuan and Duan Xifeng, the former is good at the local battle of thousands of miles of raids, in the confrontation between the two armies often have a bold stroke of genius, in the course of the Chu-Hun War, Zhang Yuan's army raided Luoyang City, Kou Zhongyuan put forward the method of concocting the same method, led the army across the desert to raid the strategic idea of Shengjing City, and was later pressed by Zhao Xuanji, but it was not done. The latter is good at commanding operations in large corps, Duan Xifeng is different from ordinary people in that his memory, the overall control of the army, according to common sense, when the number of troops surges to more than 100,000, the length of the battle line is at least within the range of 30 miles, and people's spiritual memory has also reached a saturated state, it is impossible to command the army meticulously, Duan Xifeng is an outlier in a million, his memory and analytical power is simply terrifying, commanding an army above 10,000 people is like commanding his own hands and feet.

The difference between the two is also reflected in their personalities and daily life, Kou Zhongyuan has an irregular life and rest, loves to drink and have fun, often disheveled, wandering outside, there are already four little maids in the house, still dirty and messy, Duan Xifeng is completely different, he lives alone in the small courtyard, daily life is taken care of by one person, the small courtyard is well organized, clean and spotless, in Kou Zhongyuan's words, there is a kind of warmth and warmth of a girl living alone, naturally in exchange for Duan Xifeng's old fist.

Kou Zhongyuan stood in the room, looking at the neat bookshelves and bed quilts, and the red tables and chairs could reflect people's faces: "Damn, I don't dare to sit on the clean old man." ”

Duan Xifeng hammered Kou Zhongyuan on the shoulder: "Sit down, you are still poor at this time, and you will not be wronged if you die!"

Bringing a basin of hot water and taking out the small box containing the medicine, Duan Xifeng used a warm towel to remove the blood stains on Kou Zhongyuan's face, cut off the hair around the wound with scissors, and gently blew the wound.

Kou Zhongyuan slowly closed his eyes: "Ah, I can't stand your careful appearance." ”

Duan Xifeng snorted coldly, applied gold sore medicine, bandaged the wound, cleaned the towel stained with Kou Zhongyuan's blood, put it on the drying rack he made himself, washed his hands, turned his head, and saw Kou Zhongyuan take off his long shirt and stand on the spot wearing only underwear, revealing his tendon meat.

In addition to the art of war, Kou Zhongyuan has also learned to practice, and the level is not high, but he is only in the six-grade realm, and the peak cultivation master is not high, he can't do it, but he has also practiced a strong body, this matter Yihong Building's top brand Xiao Taohong has the most right to speak, and Duan Xifeng only reads, not practice.

Kou Zhongyuan threw his shirt to Duan Xifeng: "Xifeng, go and get a piece of clothing, there is blood on this shirt, it is not clean." ”

"The smell of alcohol can't cover the smell of rouge all over your body, sooner or later one day you will die on the belly of a girl, don't let Lao Tzu collect your body at that time, you can't afford to lose this person!" Duan Xifeng took out a piece of his own shirt from the closet and threw it to Kou Zhongyuan, who was of similar shape to Kou Zhongyuan, and his clothes were similar.

Kou Zhongyuan smiled and put on his shirt: "You don't have to worry about this matter, the peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic, and my son is willing." ”

Coo-grunt, Kou Zhongyuan's stomach suddenly screamed.

"Hey, Xifeng, I've drunk too much wine today, and my stomach is empty, get some food and pay tribute to the Five Organs Mansion. Kou Zhongyuan touched his stomach and said.

"If you want to get it yourself, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to serve you!" Duan Xifeng said angrily.

"Okay! That's what you said!" Kou Zhongyuan walked out of the room and walked towards the kitchen: "Don't regret it!"

Duan Xifeng hurriedly chased after him, with Kou Zhongyuan's sloppy character, a meal is cooked, whether it is delicious or not, the small kitchen must be dirty and messy.

Entering the kitchen, Kou Zhongyuan bared his teeth, and it was too clean to look good, and he pointed to a place: "Have you calculated the order of these cucumbers?"

Duan Xifeng ignored it and took down a cucumber: "I don't have anything else to eat, only clear soup noodles, do you like to eat it or not, No, go and peel a head of garlic." ”

Kou Zhongyuan took out a head of garlic from the basket and squatted at the kitchen door, with his back to Duan Xifeng, carefully peeling the garlic.

Outside, there was a drizzle and a light breeze.

Under Duan Xifeng's brush pot and boiling water, under the dim light of the kitchen, the heat rose, and the figures of the two were submerged in it, Kou Zhongyuan could only see the shadow of Duan Xifeng, and Duan Xifeng could only see Kou Zhongyuan's back.

After a while, Kou Zhongyuan held the garlic in both hands and stretched out in front of Duan Xifeng: "Hehe, Xifeng, look, this garlic doesn't look like a big girl who has stripped off her clothes and is lying naked in front of you." ”

Duan Xifeng sneered, snatched the garlic, put it on the board, bang, and the kitchen knife slapped down, and the smooth big girl was crushed and turned into garlic paste.

Kou Zhongyuan laughed: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you haven't seen a smooth big girl at all!"

Duan Xifeng raised the kitchen knife and gestured twice at Kou Zhongyuan.

Kou Zhongyuan took the clear soup noodles, ran away to the living room, served two bowls of clear soup noodles, each bowl had an egg nested on it, and he was a guest when he came, and he would eat it when the host came.

Duan Xifeng took a small plate of garlic vinegar and a small plate of neatly cut bacon and put it on the table: "You can eat it." ”

The two of them each had a bowl of noodles, Kou Zhongyuan gobbled up, the bacon flew up, Duan Xifeng chewed slowly, ate carefully, and the chopsticks kept falling into the vinegar plate, but he didn't move a bite of bacon.

Kou Zhongyuan picked up the bowl and drank the soup to the bottom, and Meimei burped, causing Duan Xifeng to frown.

Kou Zhongyuan didn't care, picked up a toothpick, picked his teeth, and leaned one leg on the chair: "Your habit hasn't changed at all, and you still don't eat any meat at all?"

"Your habits haven't changed, and you don't know how to stop eating meat. Duan Xifeng didn't look up, and ate the noodles in the bowl carefully.

Kou Zhongyuan smiled, got up and walked to the door, leaning against the door frame: "West Wind, when did we enter Mr. Zhuge 's door?"

"Thirteen years ago, when you and I were ten years old. Duan Xifeng said lightly.

Kou Zhongyuan slapped his thigh: "That's it, I was only ten years old at the time, a little kid who didn't know anything, if I were a spy in Nanliang, then I would have such a deep mind lurking in Xichu at the age of ten, be cautious, worry every day, and keep sending information back to Nanliang, especially after the chaos in Nanliang, the spider web leader Yang Lianting died, then the Nanliang spy is a rootless duckweed, that is, a lonely person, and it is a great luck not to collapse, do you think I want to collapse? Hmph, Mr. suspects me is simply unreasonable!" What kind of bullshit teacher-student relationship, paper paste, it will be broken when you poke it. ”

"I can't blame Mr. for this, Mr. didn't kill you, it's just a net open, if you want to blame, you need to blame Chu Renfeng, and you need to blame the real Nanliang spy. Duan Xifeng finished drinking the noodles and took out the green onions in the soup and ate them.

Kou Zhongyuan scratched his head, he forgot the wound on his head, accidentally touched it, the pain in his heart, stomped his foot, and the pain gradually calmed down after a while, Kou Zhongyuan sighed faintly, and the Chu madman in the West Chu Shuangbi sighed and sighed: "The more you grow up, the more lonely you are." ”

Duan Xifeng was slightly stunned, looked up at Kou Zhongyuan, and the candle flame flickered, this is reasonable, where did you copy it.

"Zephyr, I still think I was good when I was a child, carefree, which is like now, mother, it's really unlucky. Kou Zhongyuan began to scold again: "There is also that Chu Renfeng, the sky and the earth are big, it is not good to go somewhere, but I want to come to Xichu, I didn't think anything at first, but now I have come back to the taste, the people are not good at slaughtering this time, and it will turn the world upside down once I come to Xichu." Du Juan's sister-in-law and Wuji were taken away, although Chu Renfeng did not poison him, but the death of Du Juan's sister-in-law, he also has a responsibility that he can't shirk, and now Wuji is practicing the knife to become a demon, which is also worrying, not to mention the death of the generalissimo, which directly changed the strategy of Western Chu. Outsiders think that Western Chu is relying on strong cultivation strength to deal with the Northern Wei Dynasty, in fact, it has to be done as a last resort, what is a cultivator, a practitioner is the killer weapon of the four countries in the world, and it is the important weapon of the country that is used only when fighting to the last soldier, the generalissimo is gone, no one can lead the army of Western Chu, you Duan Xifeng certainly has the ability, but the big thing of the war between the two countries must be safe, Western Chu was originally a country of one place, and the Northern Wei Dynasty was at war, only victory and not defeat, if it was defeated, it was a rout, he had a large number of people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he was naturally not afraid of a defeat, there were thousands of miles of Central Plains as a buffer, Western Chu could not afford to lose, Western Chu was defeated, where to retreatDon't be funny, Murong Feng died in Junma Town back then, and the back garden built by Mr. was meaningless. Why did Xueyong Pass collapse, Mr. didn't let you Duan Xifeng lead the army eastward, but retreated to Western Chu, not because he was afraid that the other side of the collapsed Xueyong Pass would have changed! Hmph, if it had been the generalissimo, the army would have taken Xueyong City a long time ago, Chu Renfeng, Chu Renfeng, when he first came to Western Chu, it was definitely not a whim, one ring after another, this person is very powerful, even if things do not go according to his idea, the current situation is the most favorable to the Northern Wei Dynasty, but our Western Chu is a little dilemma! But at this time, Mr. still doubts me! Anyone can be a spy in Nanliang, but I am not the only one who is Kou Zhongyuan!"

"Forget it, don't talk about it, the more you talk, the more angry you become, Lao Tzu is gone!"

Duan Xifeng waved his hand in annoyance, and one foot had already been lifted out of the hall.

"Central Plains. Duan Xifeng suddenly spoke, and Kou Zhongyuan turned around.

The candle flame stretched Kou Zhongyuan's figure very long.

Duan Xifeng got up and lowered his head to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, his slender fingers were methodical, without a trace of trembling: "In the future, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, be careful, and you can't be reckless and sloppy, such as ...... If you want to say Da Chu, you must not say the word West Chu. ”