The group of three walked through the woods, this time it was not so dangerous, and the road was extremely peaceful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three of them walked by the Yangtze River, enjoying the cool breeze and listening to the sound of the waves.

Suddenly, Lin Shiyue, who was walking in the front, stopped and seemed to hesitate.

"What's wrong, Satsuki?" Situ Yang was very concerned about Lin Shiyue's words and deeds, and immediately came up and asked.

Lin Shiyue didn't speak, she raised her hand and pointed into the distance.

Situ Yang and Wu Mingshi followed her finger and suddenly saw a black spot, this black spot was very small, but it was very abrupt on the bank of the Ma Pingchuan River.

Lin Shiyue didn't do anything else, and walked straight to the black spot.

The three of them walked for a while, and gradually got closer, and vaguely saw that this was indeed a family.

Several people looked at each other, unfolded their bodies in unison, and quickly rushed over.

"A few juniors meet their seniors." Lin Shiyue said loudly in front of the hut. Wu Mingshi and the others also felt that there was nothing wrong with this, after all, those who could have a relationship with Grandpa Zhang must also be seniors. However, at this time, a white shadow did not appear, and everyone was surprised when they looked closely. I saw that the person who came was about 20 years old, but he was a handsome young man.

"How many of you call me senior?" The handsome young man smiled and spoke loudly.

The three of them were stupid when they saw this young man, what was going on? Isn't it supposed to be an old man staggering out? For a while, no one talked to him.

"Eh, why don't you speak, so scared? Hey, we've seen it! The smile on the corner of the handsome young man's mouth was even stronger.

The three of them looked at each other when they heard this, have they seen? How come I wasn't impressed?!

"Oops, you forgot the last time you two were sent to the Yangtze River Center?" The handsome young man looked playful, "I don't know who has been walking around the boat at that time, and I am anxious to go down to find a woman..."

When the young man said this, Situ Yang's face turned red, but he was still calm: "Are you really the boatman?" ”

"What? Doesn't look like it? Oh, I see, I must be handsome again, right? The young man looked at Situ Yang with a smile.

Lin Shiyue listened to the conversation between the two and gasped, it turned out that this young man was the old boatman who pulled the two of them across the river, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"How old are you?" Wu Mingshi saw that neither of them spoke, and he spoke weakly.

"Do you say me? Think about it! It seems that he is a few years younger than the old man Zhang. ”

“…… How old is that? Wu Mingshi still had some hope, and he also hoped that this weirdo was joking with them.

"It's only seven or eight years old."

As soon as these words came out, I immediately remembered the sound of hissing and snorting: Oh my God! Grandpa Zhang looks at least in his sixties, seven or eight years younger... What kind of exercises did he practice, or what kind of elixir did he take, why is he so young?

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, did your Grandpa Zhang ask you to bring anything to me? I won't help you if you don't have a token! The handsome "young man" said a little mischievously.

When Lin Shiyue heard this, she no longer slandered this strange person, and hurriedly took out the yellow scroll given to them by the old man from her sleeve and handed it to the "young man"

The strange man took the scroll and opened it to look at it, "You guys are going to cross the Yangtze River, right?" Then follow me. Then he turned and walked towards a large boat. The three of them looked at each other and followed.

When they came to the big ship, the three of them couldn't help but be amazed, this ship was not ordinarily large, and this type of ship could only be seen in the army.

"Senior, aren't we just crossing the river? With your old skills, it's enough to use the original boat, there's no need to be so popular, right? Situ Yang said with some confusion.

The white-robed man floated on tiptoe and flew onto the boat and waited for the three of them to come up before he said: "Your grandfather Zhang has planned for you, as soon as you cross the river like this, it is the northern country, and the city opposite is more heavily guarded, and it is not easy to walk, he asked me to take you to Deshun City, which is a city with more frequent trade exchanges, which is relatively easy for you to pass." So this time, we have to travel about 300 miles, and we have to walk for a day or two, and I am tired to death by relying on my strength alone. ”

The three of them also understood when they heard it, and after thanking the white-robed man, they each went to find a room to live in.

After a while, the big ship sailed down the river.

At night, a cool breeze blows, and a bright moon hangs high in the night sky. Wu Mingshi stood quietly on the bow of the boat and enjoyed the beautiful night view at this time.

Suddenly, a person walked slowly from behind him, that person did not deliberately hide the footsteps, but Wu Mingshi did not notice it, as if he was intoxicated by this beautiful scenery.

The figure slowly walked behind Wu Mingshi and said softly, "What do you want to be so engrossed?" ”

Wu Mingshi seemed to have been awakened from a dream, and turned his head to look at the comer, but this person was the handsome young man.

"The scenery is fascinating, but how can it be without good wine?" The handsome young man raised the wine gourd in his hand, "Just brewed, taste it?" ”

Wu Mingshi looked at the young man, took the gourd, poured it hard, smacked his mouth, looked at the wine gourd a little strangely, took another sip, his face was even more strange, and he looked at the young man with some hesitation and said, "You made this wine?" ”

"That's right." The young man replied with a smile as if he had anticipated it.

"It's... Is it really wine? Wu Mingshi was still a little hesitant.

"yes, how does it taste? Is it bitter, sweet, or spicy? The youth said.

"Neither, I don't think it's wine, it's ordinary water, right? There is no taste at all. Wu Mingshi threw the gourd to the young man a little depressed. The young man took the wine gourd, but his face was full of astonishment, and then he laughed.

"What a tasteless one! Good one just water! ”

"Senior, did I say it wrong?" Wu Mingshi was a little confused.

"You're right, that's how you feel. Do you know that this wine is a hundred flavors of wine that I have spent three years refining with more than 100 kinds of herbs, which contains a variety of tastes such as sweet and sour, bitter, spicy, salty and astringent, different people will have different feelings when they drink it, so many years have drunk my wine not a thousand but also eight hundred, but no one has ever said that this wine is water, but now I have heard it! ”

Wu Mingshi still didn't quite understand and muttered in his heart: I drink it tastelessly, what does it matter?

The young man noticed Wu Mingshi's expression and was suddenly stunned, and said: "You may not understand the meaning of this, so let me ask you, have you shed tears?" ”

Wu Mingshi nodded when he heard this, and there was a little slander in his heart: How can a person not even shed tears? Isn't that nonsense?

"Have you ever tasted tears? What do your tears taste like when you are in misfortune or when a loved one dies?"

When Wu Mingshi heard this, he remembered that when his grandfather died, he cried so painfully, and remembered his grandfather and his past, as well as the bitterness of his life alone after his grandfather's death, and the pain of having no relatives since he was a child, no one can understand. He couldn't help but redden, a tear rolled down his mouth, and at this time there was endless bitterness in his heart, "It's... It's bitter. Wu Mingshi's voice trembled a little.

"And what's it like to cry when you get what you want most or achieve something?" The young man asked again with a smile on his face.

Wu Mingshi lowered his head in a daze and fell into deep thought. I don't know how long it took for Wu Mingshi to slowly exhale and say, "Senior, I seem to understand." ”

The young man put away the smile on his face and was a little serious: "Got it?" Can you really get it? ”

"Well, the taste of tears has never changed, but I taste different tastes at different times, which may be due to my mood." Wu Mingshi's expression was a little sluggish, for the first time in his life, he would have this kind of feeling.

"That's right, in the same way, my wine is too, because it mixes a variety of flavors, and each flavor makes me mix it in strict proportions, and you say that he is sour, sweet, and bitter, and different people will have different answers in their hearts. Do you understand? ”

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