To get to the hill that Mrs. Zhuang said, you had to pass through a small town called "Fu Fang", and Jiang Yun and his apprentices walked into this depressed town, where there was only one street and only a dozen shops on either side of the street. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Jiang Yun's master and apprentice found the only small shop to eat and rested.

After the two of them ate something, Zhuo Lingyun looked out of the town at a glance, the mountain that Mrs. Zhuang said was near here, and the old man felt a pain in his heart when he thought of "she" being buried in this deep mountain eighteen years ago, "Boss, bring some bottles of wine!"

Jiang Yun looked at the master's gloomy appearance and didn't say anything, the owner of the small shop was Xiao Er, he came over with a bottle of beer, Zhuo Lingyun frowned: "What kind of wine is this?"

The boss also saw that Zhuo Lingyun didn't like to apologize first, and the bottle of wine was embarrassed to hold it in his hand and said, "Old man, it's not that I want to give you this wine, it's just that there is no other wine." ”

"What shop do you open without wine?" Zhuo Lingyun was a little unexpectedly irritable.

The boss said: "That's no wonder our shop, last winter, our town's master of brewing died, and those liquors in the city were said to be industrial alcohol, and I didn't dare to buy it to harm people! I'm so sorry for neglecting the old man!"

Zhuo Lingyun was about to say something, but Jiang Yun stopped him and said, "Teacher... Grandpa, don't embarrass others, they also have difficulties. ”

The boss looked at him with gratitude, and just wanted to leave, he suddenly remembered something: "Old man, if you really want to drink, you can go to the shop at the end of the street that sells incense paper and spiritual objects to ask the old man surnamed Ma, he may have wine." ”

Jiang Yun heard for the first time that the seller of underworld things was still buying wine, and was about to say something, but Zhuo Lingyun got up, it was "How to solve your worries, only Du Kang." The constant appearance in Zhuo Lingyun's heart made him panic.

Jiang Yun followed the old man, and walked to the small shop that the shopkeeper said was selling incense paper, the old man looked at the empty shop at the door, and Jiang Yun also walked over: "No one is still open?" walked to the half-open side door, pushed the door open, and saw an old man lying on the ground in the house snoring and sleeping. "Master, there are people. Zhuo Lingyun also walked over, and as soon as he stepped into the room, he smelled a strong smell of wine. Behind the old man lying on the ground was a thin piece of clothing, which should be covered on his body, but the old man lay on the ground and slept unconsciously under his clothes, the old man's heavy snort accompanied by a snoring sound was like a magic sound, and he was still holding half an unfinished wine bottle in his hand, Zhuo Lingyun reached out and picked up the wine that the old man reported in his arms, sniffed it, and the wine was mellow. Then Gollum took a sip, "It's good wine." Zhuo Lingyun praised.

Jiang Yun looked at the pile of empty bottles around him, and he didn't know how much wine the old man had drunk, thinking that the master didn't know if he would drink so carelessly, the old man on the ground suddenly rolled and the single clothes under him were exposed, Jiang Yun walked over and picked it up and covered the old man, "At such an age, I was drunk in the store but I didn't know if his family knew it." The strong smell of wine made Jiang Yun almost suffocate, and he couldn't help complaining: "Wine is really not a good thing." Jiang Yun didn't know that he was saying the opposite every year after that.

Jiang Yun took his hand, but he didn't expect the lying old man to wake up, grabbed Jiang Yun's hand and said in a daze: "You kid haven't left yet?" Saying that he wanted to sit up with Jiang Yun's hand, Jiang Yun couldn't let go and smiled: "Old man, you slept well in broad daylight?"

The old man seemed to feel that the voice of the person in front of him was wrong, so he withdrew his palm full of vicissitudes and rubbed his eyes, and said, "It turns out that I recognized the wrong person..." I have an old body, ......" Jiang Yun hurriedly stretched out his hand to the old man as a handrail and pulled it, the old man got up and nodded with a smile, and said to Zhuo Lingyun: "Brother, you have a good grandson." He rubbed his swollen temples and lifted the chair that had fallen to the ground with one hand: "The little shop is embarrassed, which makes the two of them laugh." ”

Zhuo Lingyun said: "I heard that you still sell wine?"

The old man looked at the old man in front of him, and he was the second one who came here to ask for wine. The old man could see at a glance what was going on with the people who came here, "I don't sell wine, but my old friend gave me a lot of wine after he died, so you might as well give it to you for a few bottles." ”

Zhuo Lingyun raised the half bottle of wine in his hand and took another sip: "Thank you." ”

The old man shook his head and secretly complained about his unbearable body, set up the chair he had just straightened and sat down, "Brother, are you Gui Geng?"

Zhuo Lingyun frowned, he didn't come to cooperate with the investigation. The old man on the chair saw Zhuo Lingyun unhappy and hurriedly said: "I also mean something else, but I see that you are not much different from me but you are still so tough, I really envy it." ”

Zhuo Lingyun didn't answer, not that he didn't want to answer, after thirty years of confusion, he couldn't remember his age clearly, and Zhuo Lingyun drank a big sip of wine again. Jiang Yun hurriedly said: "Don't be surprised, my grandfather is a good drinker, and he is willing to speak only when he sees good wine." Rest, old man, thank you for your good wine. ”

The old man waved his hand to show that he didn't thank much, and then looked at Jiang Yun carefully, only to see that Jiang Yun had no sadness on his face, and couldn't help but be curious, "You two are outsiders." ”

Jiang Yun nodded.

"In our remote town, there are no famous mountains and rivers, famous houses, and there are few opportunities to meet outsiders all year round, so I don't know what the two of you are doing?"

Jiang Yun thought for a while: "Find someone." ”

"It turned out to be looking for relatives, that's good, tell the old man, there are not many people in our town, you name it, and I will definitely help you find it." ”

Jiang Yun said secretly: "The people we are looking for are all people who died eighteen years ago, how did you find them." Then he said: "Then there is no need to worry about the old man, you have drunk so much wine, if you take us to your relatives' house in a daze, won't it make your relatives ugly." ”

The old man's expression suddenly darkened: "The old man has no relatives, and the only verbose old woman also left eight years ago." ”

Jiang Yun was embarrassed for a while, but he didn't know how to continue, but the old man said, "Wine is really a good thing." After drinking some wine, my mood is much more comfortable, even if Da Ming'er dies, there is no regret. ”

"Bah, what kind of good thing is this, it's good if you don't drink it, if you don't drink it, I'll keep it for you, and you will live a hundred years. ”

"Haha, how can it be possible to live a long life!" the old man laughed, looking at the young man in front of him who persuaded himself to drink less, and remembered that he had persuaded the immature young man to drink back then. "You young man don't know about wine, I don't believe you ask your grandfather, if he says it's not a good thing, it's not a good thing. ”

Jiang Yun said secretly: "You two drunkards naturally treat wine as a treasure, and I am not uncommon. In a blink of an eye, I thought that this old man was alone, and he had no one to accompany him, so he had to drink to relieve his boredom. Looking at this messy little shop, Jiang Yun couldn't help but remind: "Old man, you better drink less, otherwise this little shop will be smashed by you." ”

The old man said: "It's good, it's good, if no one in the world needs my small shop, it's really a big chunk of people's hearts." "This is the second time to drink so much wine, the last time was when I was with Lao Yang Tou when I was leaving the old woman, and after Lao Yang Tou left, I didn't have anyone to drink with me today. The old man naturally knew that he couldn't drink too much wine, but watching the acquaintances around him leave one by one, he ended up alone in his life. Thinking that I might be able to breathe tomorrow, I couldn't help but want to take a few more sips. The old man got up from his chair and staggered to the cubicle at the back of the store, when he suddenly said, "Young man, come in and help me." ”

Jiang Yun didn't know what the old man was going to do, as soon as he walked in, he saw the old man coming out with two big wine jars in his hands, he pointed to one and said, "This is for your grandfather, it's rare to get acquainted." ”

Jiang Yun didn't want Zhuo Lingyun to drink more: "You just drink more yourself, and tell my grandfather to drink more, if he is drunk and lies down, I can't carry it." ”

"What do you little doll know, two great joys in life - frustrated to know yourself, and a wine companion in a foreign country. The old man didn't know this, it was all said by the "old Yang Tou". The old man thought of this sadness, Lao Yang didn't even find a good drinking friend in his life, but he was a half-drunkard. "Come, bring it to your grandfather. There was a confusion in his eyes.

Jiang Yun just took out the jar of wine but didn't hand it to Zhuo Lingyun, the old man was holding a jar of wine alone and panting tiredly, he finally took it out, gently put it on the ground, and the whole person slacked off and fell on the chair, "Alas... What did you two do here?" the old man suddenly remembered: "Looking for relatives, by the way, looking for relatives......

Zhuo Lingyun was drinking sullen wine on the side, but the half bottle of wine in his hand had dried up, and he couldn't help but look at the old man again, only to see the old man bent over his waist, and the thin hair on his head was like a white reed, hearing that the old man was alone, he couldn't help but feel a sense of the same fate, Zhuo Lingyun suddenly asked, "Don't you have any children?"

"There used to be, but then it didn't. The old man took another sip, for the sake of the child who died early, "What about you? The child must be very filial." ”

Zhuo Lingyun shook his head: "I only have a daughter, but I don't know if she is alive or dead." Jiang Yun was taken aback, he didn't know the relationship between "Xiao Zimeng" and his master, but now he heard that the master originally had a daughter and couldn't help but ask and glanced at the master.

The old man looked at Jiang Yun in surprise, originally thought that the two of them were grandchildren and grandchildren, so it seemed that the two of them were not half alike, so he knew that the two were not their own grandsons, so he nodded and said, "Then you didn't look for it?"

Zhuo Lingyun said: "I only learned yesterday that I have a daughter, and now 25 years have passed, I don't know how tall she has grown, and I don't know if she has been doing well in the past 25 years, do I still want to look for it?

The old man cheered up, there was such a strange father in the world, and the child was born twenty-five years after he knew it. But the old man didn't need to be too surprised, after all, there was a young man who drank with him in front of him who was born fifteen years ago and only knew his parents. "Poor people. ”

"Is your daughter in our town?" asked the old man.

Zhuo Lingyun shook his head and said, "I don't know where my daughter is, but my deceased wife is buried nearby." ”

Jiang Yun was taken aback again: "It turns out that Xiao Zimeng is the master's wife, so is that 'Xiao Qinxiang' the master's daughter?" I heard Mrs. Zhuang say that Xiao Qinxiang and Xiao Lang seem to have a relationship, so what is the relationship between Xiao Lang and the master, by the way, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, that scoundrel must be a member of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and Xiao Zimeng is also from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, otherwise he would not be angry with the master because of her, so what is the relationship? It's not quite like it, eighteen years ago she was in her thirties, if she is still in her fifties now, Xiao Wugui is only in her twenties, is it an aunt? ”

"Your wife?" This time the old man was really startled, and there were no outsiders buried nearby, except... The old man thought of Xiao Zilin and Xiao Lang and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha....." Ma Lunjing never thought that there was such a coincidence in the world, it turned out that the man that Xiao Zilin scolded every year was actually him, and the young man who drank so drunk every year was actually talking about him.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhuo Lingyun's brows furrowed.

Ma Lunjing's laughter suddenly stopped, and the next moment, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, obviously a good family became like this. Life. The old man let out a long sigh and slowly lowered his head, listening to the old man's laughter, Jiang Yun was startled, or he was startled when the old man laughed, but the old man stopped suddenly It was even more unexpected, Jiang Yun was about to ask: "Why?" I saw the old man in the chair motionless, and the wine jar in his arms fell to the ground with a bang. Jiang Yun took a closer look, and the old man's head buried in his neck was no longer silent.