The road to Shengcheng is very flat, and the more you walk, the more you feel that the view becomes broader. At first, Mo Wen was still on full alert, planning to accompany his junior brother vigorously to the last journey. But as time goes by, it's obviously a little too worried, and there are fewer people who even look at themselves a few more times, as for the prefectures and counties that have passed, the streets are full of pictures of themselves and Ruozhu's slightly monotonous drawings, but few people pay attention to them, and some children who are crazy and anxious will naturally tear off half of the things with official documents...... Since it is the trend of the times, let's follow the customs of the locals, Mo Wen re-matched the knife on his waist, and his cold face also stretched, and from time to time he would follow Ruozhu's rhythm and nod to the people passing by......

At dusk, the two decided to spend the night in the city. This city is called Rizhao Castle, and it is obvious that this place is not very far from Shengcheng, and the main reason why it was chosen here is that there have been two consecutive battles outside the city in this city, and the opponent has a large number of people, and it really takes a lot of effort. In fact, it is not surprising that in today's environment, there will always be some big sects around Shengcheng that have been stationed for a long time. Not for anything else, just to look good and satisfy some vanity.

At this time, it is just getting dark, there are still some pedestrians on the street, and some of the shopkeepers will close their doors and stop to talk to the neighbors about a few words of parenting, after all, the time before going to bed always needs to be quickly passed away. Mo Wen didn't care about these things, but Ruozhu was very interested, slowed down his steps, pricked up his ears and listened with relish. At that moment, there was a cacophony in the distance, and the crisp sound of the bowls colliding was quickly replaced by a series of rough drunken sounds.

"Dry ......"

"Today...... You...... Drink this bowl, let's ...... Two...... That's it...... Belch...... Just write it off! Otherwise, you...... The son ...... Belch...... Just take my last name......"

"Okay...... That's it...... That's all there is to it! I ...... If I don't drink it...... I...... I'll let you ...... Ah, with my family...... Small...... The little bunny has a surname!

"Let's ...... One...... A surname...... Also...... That's right, you're ...... You follow me...... We...... Let's both follow him! I'll follow one!"

"The third brother is arrogant! What is the difference between a broken surname, and what is the surname that is not surnamed in the past few years, and the surname is not surnamed Zhao in the world...... Come on, pour it up, pour it up!"

Ruozhu and Mo Wen lowered their heads and went upstairs, found a side seat and sat down, and after a while, Kung Fu Xiaoer brought two side dishes. In fact, in the eyes of the two, this is nothing more than decoration, the most important thing is that those few people who eat and drink are very familiar, if it weren't for Ruozhu and Mo Wen in advance, it is still unknown whether these people can live...... Even so, Mo Wen's eyes were still full of murderous intent, and his whole body was hanging from the stool.

"Senior brother, don't be angry, there is still a sober one there. If you can get some news from him, this trip will not be in vain......"

"I said brothers, stop the wine first, the things explained above can't be child's play!"

The person who spoke had the figure of a bamboo pole, and it was very special to poke it like incense. He is the sober one in Ruozhu's mouth.

"What...... What is the above...... Drinking is a big deal......! Only...... Just those two crumbs...... Isn't it ...... It's just a dish...... Just that plate of green onion fried pork is missing...... Lack less, let ...... Let them both come up...... Hahahaha...... Ugh!"

A fat man was lying on a wide chair, holding half a salted duck egg, and while talking with a strong sense of wine, he pulled out the salted duck egg whites and yellows, chewing the duck eggshell very deliciously.

Now Ruozhu knows that it's broken, senior brother is not a person who likes to joke...... Before Ruozhu could close his eyes, he only heard a bang, and Mo Wen's knife had already flown out and plunged into the center of the opposite wine table.

Seeing this scene, the thin bamboo pole's face suddenly turned a little blue, he was indeed not drunk, his eyes looked at the cold light of the blade, his throat changed speed, and then he didn't make any movement.

The fat man was also disturbed by this sudden change, threw the duck egg skin in his hand, and his body slipped forward and almost didn't climb to the ground, but fortunately, the oily hands pressed on the table in time.

"Hey...... This is...... It's a knife......"

"Second brother, don't ...... Say no more!"

The person who had been arguing with the fat man before was slowly retreating from his strength at this time. Although he is a little too much, he is relatively conscious, otherwise he would not drink alcohol and take advantage of it.

"Don't say anything? wine...... Drink well? stuffy...... Is the donkey gone......? Look, this ...... Knife inserted in ...... Braised pork!what...... What's the concept? This is ...... This is to ...... You want to change the wine for us...... Keep drinking!"

"What kind of wine do you change...... Don't ......."

"Burn the knife! Catch ...... ......Tight, on! Didn't drink well!"

The fat man didn't know if he really didn't drink well, or pretended, staring at his eyes the size of copper bells and shouting, and slamming the table with both hands. The person who persuaded him before understood at this time, and the current state of this kid is that the child is not good at breastfeeding, and the search for death is not so exciting......

Mo Wen's knife was on the fat man's neck, but he still forgot to say: "Compare ...... What is the gesture? Remove the knife and serve the wine......! Master understands your intentions, little ...... Little Wang Ba...... Ugh!"

"Poof!"

Mo Wen picked up his knife and cut off the fat man's head, and then stuffed it into the empty wine jar next to him. At the same time, with a light knock on the heel, the huge table of the banquet was overturned in an instant, and the cups, plates, and chopsticks were scattered all over the ground.

"We were still talking about you just now, but I didn't expect you to come so quickly, and you took a ...... We're not disrespectful to you, it's all this fat man, ah no......! Don't! Your knife is too fast, slow ...... Slow down......"

"Senior brother, come slowly! It's easy to kill them, but it's worth your effort. Leave this man for a moment, I have something to ask him. ”

Ruozhu came to Mo Wen's side as he spoke, looked at the person in front of him and said, "Is there a wife at home?"

"Well...... Woowoo woo ......"

Mo Wen removed the knife that could ask for a person's head at any time. Perhaps in this situation, only Ruozhu can know the softness in the senior brother's heart. What you force out with a knife is not necessarily the truth......

"What do you call it?"

"There is also an eighty-year-old lady Feng Li above, who lies on the sickbed all the year round, forgiving her son for not being filial!

After the middle-aged man surnamed Feng finished speaking with a handful of snot and tears, he suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, causing the floor to buzz.

Ruozhu felt amused for a while, it seems that there are still a lot of people. Turning back to Mo Wen, he glanced at him, and then the person who stood up and knelt on the ground walked out of the window, and disappeared into the vast night in an instant.

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