readx; "Master, it's all right. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "The boy picked up the silver plate, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The wine jar in Qin Yang's hand was empty, "This Xu Lao'er, the wine brewed is getting more and more regressive." He was drenched in cold sweat, and the hand that did not hold the wine jar had already pressed a few deep holes in the banquet.

"Master still has to change the dressing on time in the future, otherwise it will not be conducive to the recovery of the wound." Tong'er cleaned up, knelt in front of Qin Jiuzheng and said.

"I know, at a young age, how can I be more verbose than Xu Lao'er." Qin Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Is there still wine?" ”

"Yes. But the shopkeeper said that this drunken dhara wine can only be given to the master for three days. Otherwise, it is harmful to the body. "The boy sat upright, looking old.

Qin Yang tried to stand up, but finally had no choice but to give up. "Okay, sure enough, I live in the forest of the drunkard building, and even my boy listens to that Xu Lao'er."

"Master always teaches us that if we listen to each other, we will be clear, and if we believe partially, we will be dark." Tong'er stepped forward to straighten up a few to make Qin Yang more comfortable, but shook his head and said, "Now, the shopkeeper's words are reasonable, so we will naturally obey the shopkeeper." ”

"Oh, okay, I'm scared of you." Qin Yang leaned on a few and squinted at Tong'er, "You said, you are obviously my apprentice, why do you look more and more like Xu Lao'er?" ”

Tong'er stepped back and smiled faintly: "Master has won the award." ”

Qin Yang couldn't help but feel bored, and knocked the wine jar with his fingers, "I don't know what happened to them now?" ”

"Master is worried about Senior Brother Nineteen?"

Although Hu Shijiu entered the "Qinmen" later than these two children, however, because she was older and had done the apprenticeship, Tong'er called her "Senior Brother Nineteen".

Now, in Qin Jiuzheng, even if he is a little older, he is still a child after all, and when he thinks of the lively scene of the wine fight, he can't help but yearn for it.

"Don't worry. What is there to worry about. Qin Yang smiled and shook his head. Child, you must remember that evil will not prevail over good. ”

"I understand." The boy bowed his head.

"Master......" behind the screen. The young boy Xiaosi muttered.

Qin Yang straightened out his wide robe, trying his best to make himself look the same as before, "Little Fourth, Master is here." ”

However, there was no sound behind the screen. It turned out to be just a whisper in Xiao Si's sleep.

Qin Yang couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"You go to sleep, too." He said to the older boy, his face could no longer hide the tiredness.

"Yes." The boy answered, and then skillfully set up the couch in the corner of the wooden house, and after a while, there was even breathing.

Qin Yang looked out the window, this dense forest, not seeing the light of day all day long, he decided that after a while, he would let these two children leave him. Go out into the world.

He was old, but he couldn't let these two lives be slowly consumed here with him.

The past is like an illusion, who would have thought that he, Qin Jiuzheng, who had infinite scenery, would end up alone in the dense forest of the Drunkard Building?

He pressed the hem of his robe, and it seemed empty.

Nineteen, do you know what kind of monster you are facing in this wine fight......

Qin Yang closed his eyes, the lingering past. It comes to mind again.

I think that back then, I used to be so high-spirited, and later, when the emperor hanged himself on the crooked neck tree in Zhoushan. The new emperor's Silver Feather Army broke through Langjing City again. At that time, people's hearts were panicked, and although he was not implicated, he was not implicated, but he did not return to the scenery of the past.

Fortunately, Qin Yang still has a skill. When he took advantage of the chaos to escape from the palace, he scattered most of the savings he had saved over the years, and found a place where the water and sky were inaccessible, and he boated on the lake every day, cooked wine and fished, and lived a comfortable life. Until......

"Qin Jiuzheng, please accept me as an apprentice!"

One day, the middle-aged man knelt outside the door as usual.

Speaking of which, this man can be regarded as a man with great powers, and he can actually inquire about his residence. Qin Yang put the fish he caught today into the bucket and thought to himself.

He took off his shoes, hung the hat on his head in the doorway, and walked straight into the house, no longer glancing at the man.

And the man, who seemed to be accustomed to Qin Yang's approach, did not stand up and follow the house, but just knelt outside the house with a humble expression.

Come to think of it, it's been a whole month and one day. Qin Yang also stayed on this isolated island for nearly a year.

Before the arrival of the man, Qin Yang almost lost his impression of time, working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day, the comfort at the beginning gradually turned into emptiness.

At first, this emptiness was just a little, and when Qin Yang was inadvertent, it was like a hidden scorpion, occasionally coming out and sting him. And when this man came to the island, this "scorpion" almost became a monster, lurking in the shadows, wanting to take advantage of Qin Yang's unpreparedness and give him a heavy blow.

"Hey......" Qin Yang sighed softly, maybe he was really too lonely. Once, as Qin Jiuzheng, how many people could be proud of getting a few words from him.

Now, although he is afraid that everyone will forget the wine Zheng Qin Yang, it is inevitable and afraid in his heart, and some people will still remember the wine Zheng of the "previous dynasty......

"Click-" The room suddenly lit up, followed by a thunderclap that rang out over the island. Qin Yang's hand trembled, and he almost knocked over the wine jug in his hand.

Looks like it's going to rain a lot...... Qin Yang drank a cup of self-brewed wine, after all, it was on a desert island, and he had no mastery, however, without good raw materials, he couldn't make it taste as wonderful as in the palace that day.

"Qin Lao'er, wake up!" He laughed self-deprecatingly, stood up, and planned to boil a pot of fragrant fish soup to ward off the chill of this rainy day for himself.

What does it taste like?

Qin Yang sniffed in the air, how could there be such a delicious smell?

"What are you doing!" He walked out of the room in a few steps, angrily scolding the uninvited guest in the courtyard.

"Master," the man who was kneeling just now was standing next to the pot in the courtyard supported by Qin Yang at this time, under the pot, the flame was bright and warm, and inside the pot, the milky white fish soup was boiling and boiling.

"My fish!" Qin Yang hurriedly walked to the barrel, however, the two fish he had just caught in the bucket were still alive.

The man smiled, pointed to the pot and said, "This is my special honor to Master." ”

"Who took you as an apprentice?" Qin Yang blew his beard and glared at him, "You go quickly!" ”

"This ......," the man looked inside the pot.

"Hurry up with your fish soup!" The taste of the fish soup was so delicious, Qin Yang, who was not good at cooking, only felt hungry when he smelled it.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and ink-like raindrops fell one after another.

"Master, don't be angry, I'll just go." The man smiled humbly. (To be continued.) )