2. Songs

Hanshui, a small building next to Baiyun Tower. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The small building is very small, without a name, the same two floors, next to the Baiyun Building, it always makes people unaware of his existence. Shopkeeper Yuan lives in a small building, like a small building, which makes people unaware of his existence.

Shopkeeper Yuan is not a picky person, a simple small building, a simple rich robe. However, for eating, the shopkeeper Yuan has a hobby, only eating two dishes, drying white meat and steaming double smell. Master Ding, who cooks, has followed the shopkeeper Yuan for many years, and Master Ding's daily work is to make these two dishes and only give them to the shopkeeper Yuan. The rest of the thing is to look at Han Shui blankly like the shopkeeper Yuan.

"After all the years of turmoil, there are many hangovers in the east. Hangover and wake up, the night is cold and the tea is cold...."When Li Ping sent the dried white meat and steamed double smell to the side of the small building, the sound of the shopkeeper's chant came from his ears, the voice was not high, and it gradually became clear, and a few of the sentences penetrated the river breeze and slowly sent into Li Ping's ears. In addition, the shopkeeper Yuan carried an unknown dialect, forming a unique rhythm, which made Li Ping's heart depressed.

"Shopkeeper." Li Ping shook his head, shook off the inexplicable pathos in his head, and shouted upstairs: "Mr. Wang asked me to deliver food today.....

"Li Ping?" The door on the second floor creaked open, revealing the figure of the shopkeeper Yuan's rich robe, "Come up." ”

Holding the tray, Li Ping walked on the pine staircase that circled outside the building, and stepped through the trembling staircase in a few steps, that is, entered the second floor.

The building is divided into two rooms inside and outside, the outside is very spacious, the four walls are not decorated, a small table near the window, a white porcelain bottle by the table, the pothos in the bottle leans against the window, there is already about the length of the little arm, the emerald green is long. Looking through the window, the Han River slowly comes eastward, and the river breeze brings the fragrance of the leaves of the distant mountains, which makes people feel refreshed.

"How are you doing?" Shopkeeper Yuan asked at the table.

"It's fine." Li Ping was taken aback and replied, "Thank you for your concern." ”

Li Ping walked over and put the food box away. The voice of the shopkeeper Yuan sounded again.

"What was the name of that little song you hummed the other day?"

"What little song?" Li Ping was stunned.

"Seeing Feihong flying far away, waving the five-string ....." The shopkeeper Yuan sang two lyrics in a whisper.

"Oh, this, Dreamborn." Li replied casually.

"Dreams, dreams." Shopkeeper Yuan muttered a few words and continued to ask, "Are you Tongyinlu?" ”

"It's not that I understand, I don't understand." Li Ping smiled bitterly and continued: "It's just that I used to listen to it a lot, and I can sing a few words. ”

"Did you hear too much before? Hehe," shopkeeper Yuan muttered to himself in an inaudible voice.

"Can you sing that tune completely?" Shopkeeper Yuan looked at Li Pingdao.

Looking at the eyes of the shopkeeper Yuan, Li couldn't help but think of the chubby Youyo's eyes that let him tell a story, which was also impossible to refuse.

"Your dreams are still yours,

My dreams are still mine.

O water of the rivers and lakes,

Deeper than a dream.

You who are in love with each other,

It is a person who will forget about it in the future.

The mountains are turning, and so are the waters.

Look down, look up.

Children of the rivers and lakes,

Drifting on the rivers and lakes.

Seeing Feihong fly far,

Hand waving five strings......"

When Li Ping walked down the small building, he was still wondering when he was humming this song.

At this time, the deep singing voice of the shopkeeper Yuan came to his ears, "You who are in love with each other are the ones who will forget each other in the future", thinking of the singing that he remembered thousands of years later, Li Ping's heart swelled with strange and ridiculous feelings.

The sun rose very high, the fog on the surface of the Han River had dissipated, and a painting boat was slowly sailing against the water.

The boat is divided into two floors, and it stands out among the countless passenger ships and merchant ships on the Han River. When the boat arrived at the bottom of Baiyun Tower, he could already see the appearance of the person on the bow of the boat. Several people were dressed in power suits. There is a person in the middle, wearing a yellow shirt, with a thin figure, standing tall, standing only with his hands in his hands, his bearing is already detached, about thirty years old, is looking up at this Baiyun Tower.

Li Ping and Brother Lin had just wiped the second floor, and were looking down from the window, when they were swept by the real gaze of the man in yellow, Li Ping suddenly felt suffocated. When Li Pinghui came over, he was shocked to see that Brother Lin even fell on the floor with the rag in his hand. But seeing that Brother Lin didn't seem to be aware, he shouted to Li Ping excitedly: "Zhao Ye, this is, Zhao Ye of the Iron Sword Gate......" As he spoke, the painting boat was already leaning against the shore. On the side of Baiyun Building, Mr. Wang, the bookkeeper, had already gone out.

The group entered the Baiyun Building, Zhao Ye sat down at the window on the second floor, accompanied by Mr. Wang, and served the prepared tea. Zhao Ye looked around at the second floor and said, "Mr. Wang, are all the things ready?" ”

"Back to Zhao Ye, except for the narrow-tailed whitebait, which needs to be caught on the same day to ensure freshness, the raw materials on the rest of the list are ready." Mr. Wang replied.

"Let's go, take me to see it." After speaking, Zhao Ye stood up and walked to the backyard.

"This time, the Zheng family came, and the first stop was your Lujin Baiyun Tower, listening to the night rain of Baiyun Tower, and tasting narrow-tailed silverfish. The night rain can't be determined, but a few of your signature dishes, be sure to be ready. The preparation of food must not be sloppy, it must be the best. Zhao Ye said to Mr. Wang as he walked.

"The yam of Huaiqing Mansion has been pickled with acacia nectar thirty-seven days ago, and the Badong rattan pepper you sent has been in the shade at the mouth .......of the well five days ago."

Mr. Wang flipped through the menu and introduced to Zhao Ye.

As the voices of Mr. Wang and Zhao Ye gradually faded away, Li Ping asked Brother Lin in a surprised whisper: "Who is Zhao Ye going to entertain?" It's a big show. ”

Brother Lin looked around, Zhao Ye's people were far away, and he lowered his voice and replied: "Of course it's the Zheng family, otherwise, who can let Zhao Ye personally come to inspect these dishes." ”

"The Zheng family? Xiangyang Zheng family? Li Ping asked in surprise.

Brother Lin glanced at Li Ping and sighed, "Of course it's the Zheng family in Xingyang." The Zheng family in the world is out of Xingyang. Well, I know, you haven't heard of it again. Brother Lin was already familiar with Li Ping's lack of understanding of common sense, so he told him.

The Zheng family in Xiangyang was originally a side branch of the Zheng family in Xingyang, and they have been running Xiangyang for several generations. After several generations of operation, the Zheng family in Xiangyang has controlled most of Xiangyang's warehouses, docks, medical centers, green buildings, casinos and other businesses. Zheng Qin, the current owner of the gate, is even more talented, nearly forty years old, and has doubled his business after taking over the Iron Sword Gate for more than ten years.

The Iron Sword Gate has gathered masters from all walks of life in Jingchu, not only the two protectors of monks and nuns, but also the four elders of Zhao Qian, Sun and Li, and countless Xuanyi Iron Guards under their command. Another gang in Xiangyang pointed out that the Moon Gate had been squeezed to the north of the city. Tiejianmen seems to have become a rising star in the southern martial arts, and Zheng Qin was even named the title of "Splendid Hand" by the Jianghu people.

Zhao Ye, who came to Baiyunlou this time, was the head of the four elders of Tiejianmen, and presided over the wharf and warehouse business for Tiejianmen. Zhao Ye's name is Zhao Tianyan, a disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect, and his swordsmanship with the wind is quite good. When he was young, he met the current Iron Sword Sect Master, and he had a tacit understanding with Zheng Qin, and his own ability was also extremely strong. After going down the mountain, he entered the Iron Sword Gate, and worked all the way to the dock and the warehouse manager, and was the confidant of Zheng Qin, the owner of the door.

In order to support the Iron Sword Gate, the Zheng family in Xingyang set the triennial Nine Factions Sword Meeting in Xiangyang. This Nine Factions Sword Meeting is held every three years by the nine major schools of the five great families to learn from each other. This time, the Zheng family came to prepare for the conference. Zheng Qin attached great importance to it and sent Zhao Tianyan to personally go out to meet him in Lujin and arrange preparations.

Li Ping has a certain understanding of the Nine Great Sects, but it is the first time he has heard that these Nine Great Sects have some connections with several major families.

"Woo, woo, woo......"

"Don't cry, good, why are you crying?" Li Ping patted Youyou's head in surprise, bent down to pick up the little girl, and wiped away the tears on her fat face.

"Woo, woo...... rats, all blame mice. Cats, cats are not zodiac, not zodiac. Woo woo woo ......" Youyou hugged Li Ping's neck, grinning, crying even more sadly.

Listening to this inexplicable reason, Li Ping couldn't laugh or cry.

The sun is in the west, and the number of customers in the restaurant is gradually increasing. Shopkeeper Wang was discussing the details of the reception with Zhao Tianyan, and Li Ping sent Youyou back earlier. On the road, I couldn't bear the little girl's entanglement, and told the story of the zodiac. Unexpectedly, it was this story that was known to later generations, about the cat losing the seat of the zodiac because of the mouse, and the little girl cried uncontrollably.

When he arrived at the shopkeeper's house, Li Ping explained to the old lady and comforted Youyou. By the time I went out, it was already dark.

The street was already in a trance, and the faces of the people could not be seen clearly at a distance of ten paces. As soon as Li Ping entered an alley, he felt his neck tighten, and then slammed into the wall.

The impact was extremely heavy, and he lay on the ground and delayed for a few breaths before Li Ping came to his senses. But he saw a black figure standing under the wall, his whole face hidden under the cloak, looking at himself coldly and motionlessly.

"Want to live or die?" The shadow asked in a low voice.

"What?" Li said subconsciously.

"Bang" saw that the black shadow came to his side instantly, and then, there was a pain in his ribs. The whole person hit the wall again.

"I asked you if you would like to die or live?" With a kick under Li Ping's ribs, the black shadow asked in an indifferent and low voice.

"I want to live, I want to live." Li replied repeatedly, being kicked and hit the wall twice in a row had made him lose the strength to resist.

"What's your name?" The shadow asked.

"Li San."

"Bang." With another kick, Li Ping slammed into the wall again, slipped off the wall, and lay on his side on the ground.

"What's your name? There is one last chance. The black shadow stepped on Li Ping's chest, and the huge pressure made Li Ping breathless.

"Li Ping"

"Good." The black shadow seemed to be satisfied with Li Ping's reaction.

A paper bag was thrown on the ground in front of Li Ping's eyes.

"The day after tomorrow, on the fifth day of the ninth month, the guests picked up by the Iron Sword Gate will go to Baiyun Tower. This packet of medicine is found to be put into the guest's dish and let the guest eat it. If you can't do it......" The face hidden under the cloak was still not clear, but the words that came out made Li Pingcong's heart gradually chill.

Far away, Baiyun Tower is already in sight, coming out of the alley, walking into the brightly lit downstairs, looking back at the alley is the two worlds of light and darkness.

touched the paper bag in his arms, and what he had just experienced was still flashing repeatedly in Li Ping's mind.

"I have already put a unique technique on you, and after seven days, without me to solve the acupoints, you will have all your meridians shattered and die violently."

According to the black shadow's words, he pressed his armpit with both hands, and the pain in his heart verified what the black shadow said.

"What's going on? According to the golden finger of the crossing, isn't there a master who teaches me kung fu? Li Ping kept scolding in his heart.

"When it was my turn, it turned out like this. Did that thing take me for a fool? After taking the medicine, go to him to solve the acupoints? It's completely the rhythm of sending it to the door to extinguish the mouth, and my brain is not going to get into the water like this. “

"It's really a pig just now, and my "swordsmanship" that is only fast and unbreakable has no chance to play ...... at all"

"Disaster falls from heaven, and there is no ...... of disaster"

"It's still unprofessional to fight......"