Finding that his strength has increased greatly, ordinary people will be happy, practitioners will be ecstatic, and only Hu Guiyang will scold.

Zhang Wuchen was surprised, but also a little annoyed, grabbed the remaining broken silver pieces, and pinched them hard, except for the pain in the palm of his hand, nothing changed, "See?" This is mortal, weak and powerless, how many people are willing to exchange their lives for your strength. ”

"Would you like to change?" Hu Guiyang asked.

Zhang Wuchen hesitated for a moment and said firmly: "Yes." ”

While Hu Guiyang frowned, the corners of his mouth were smiling, which made his appearance a little strange, "You are neither a person in the martial arts, nor a general who charges into battle, what do you want these forces for?" ”

"With these powers, I can choose to be a master or a fierce general, and now, I can only choose to be a coachman, or ...... I don't have a fucking choice at all, I'll do whatever people tell me to do, and I have to be shy and grateful to Dade. ”

Zhang Wuchen drank all the wine in the cup and looked at Hu Guiyang angrily, as if it was all the other party's fault.

Hu Guiyang finally laughed out loud and shook his head, "You have been a Taoist priest for a few days, can't you even see through this little thing?" When it comes to choices, everyone has them: you can study diligently, become a literati, or be an official, or be famous; You can concentrate on profit, be a profiteer, or sit on the ground to make money, or travel the world; You can also ......"

", which of these are you talking about that doesn't take years of work? I'm old, a person who is dozens of years old, how can there be so many 'can'? Zhang Wuchen poured himself a drink and drank another glass, "I'm poor in talent and stupid, so it's okay, right?" I'm not jealous of others, but you'...... I mean you, me, and others who have been to Yunyang, we are all the same, no one is better qualified than the other, no one is harder than the other, and the fight is all luck. ”

Hu Guiyang got up and poured a full wine, Zhang Wuchen was not polite, he picked it up and drank it, "Why is it you and not me who recovers your strength?" Why do you sell well when you get cheap? You don't want it, I think. ”

The wine in the cup was drunk in one sip, Hu Guiyang had to pour it again, found that the pot was empty, and was about to go to the kitchen to find wine, but found that Zhang Wuchen opposite was crying.

Zhang Wuchen is not young, and there are as many vicissitudes and wrinkles on his face, but this cry is like a child, with tears and snot, and his speech is choked, "My life...... It's just that my fate is not good, my father and mother died early, I have no brothers and no sisters, and everything is not going well. is obviously a small person, but he has squatted in the Jinyi Guard prison. I don't make money by driving, I just barely make ends meet, and I am often beaten and scolded by customers. finally caught up with the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and even brushed it by the side, just a little bit. ”

Zhang Wuchen picked up the empty cup and took a sip, and his mouth still made a sound, as if there was real wine.

He was drunk, not the most drunk in his life, but the most drunk, "In the past six months, almost every day, really every day, before going to bed at night, I will have a feeling that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will have divine power, and from now on I will transcend the mortal realm and no longer suffer from the world." ”

Hu Guiyang sympathized with Zhang Wuchen, but he couldn't comfort him, let alone follow him, but he couldn't change the problem of owing his mouth, "Xichang Tongfeng has divine power, and he became dumb for this, but he turned out to be a eunuch, and he was a lackey for Wang Zhi, and he was not relieved of the suffering of the world." ”

Zhang Wuchen raised his eyebrows, his body was tall, his appearance was majestic, and he occasionally showed his majesty, quite the might of a god, "Yes, it is said that those who have divine power are often disabled, what have you lost?" ”

Hu Guiyang raised his hand and quickly touched himself from head to waist, coughed twice, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the limbs are sound, and there are a lot of them." ”

Zhang Wuchen scolded angrily, which was even more vicious than Hu Guiyang's scolding just now, and suddenly fell asleep on the table.

After all, he is just a mortal, and what he shows is not grandeur, but cowardice and jealousy.

Hu Guiyang carried Zhang Wuchen to the bed, then called the flatbread to rest in another room, sat on the bed for a while, and said to the darkness: "Do you want to use Zhang Wuchen to wake me up?" I think this guy is funny now, haha. ”

He fell asleep, not caring how strong he was.

The next morning, Hu Guiyang was woken up by the flatbread, got up and was stunned for a while, remembering that today was Chinese New Year's Eve, remembering that this was an inn in a small town in northern Beijing, there was no ready-made food, and no one would cook for him.

"It's just the New Year." Hu Guiyang smiled at the flatbread.

In the next room, Zhang Wuchen had already rushed back to Beijing, and the table was cleaned up, with silver bags and broken silver, no less.

In the front room, there was only a young man sitting behind the counter in a daze, glancing at the guests, not saying a word, probably a little complaining in his heart.

Hu Guiyang bought a smile with a handful of copper coins and a few pieces of broken silver, and the man went to the kitchen to arrange a few kinds of wine and food, and saw the yellow dog lying under the table, and opened his mouth, and heard that this was brought by the guest, and said with a smile: "This is a common earth dog, is the guest going to kill to eat meat?" There are butchers in this town, who may be willing to help, but for a few extra dollars, after all, it is Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

The flatbread screamed a few times, and Hu Guiyang said: "It's too small, there is no meat on it, I'll talk about it after a while." ”

The flatbread screamed louder.

Hu Guiyang was eating outside the counter, and the guy stared at him for a while and said, "The guest officer doesn't look like a businessman. ”

"You can see it, I'm a dart runner in the city, something happened in Shanxi, the dart head made me have to set off immediately, I had no choice, I had to go out of the city to deal with it, anyway, I don't have a family, it's the same wherever I spend the New Year." Hu Guiyang made up a lie.

The man nodded again and again, apparently believing it, and after a while he said, "The guest officer is a decent man and gentleman. ”

"Really? It's the first time anyone has complimented me like that. ”

"My eyes are the most recognizable." The guy looked out the door, "That's right, my house is in the town, not far from here, and the whole family is waiting for me to go back for the New Year." ”

"Go home, I'll show you the shop, and promise you a lot of things. Uh, there's going to be a little less stuff in the kitchen. ”

The guest was easy to talk to, and the guy smiled, "What's so embarrassing?" You are a guest...... Otherwise, the guest officer will stay for three days, and I will refund you the room money for one day. I'll come back tomorrow morning and bring you some Chinese New Year's Eve dinner from home. ”

Hu Guiyang waved his hand, "For this little thing, the house money should be as much as it should be, how can there be a reason to return it?" You go home, I'll show you the store, we run darts, we are away all the year round, how can we cope with the past. ”

The man thanked him again and again, and took away a box on the counter, and the other things did not move, "There is one more thing, the shopkeeper will not come today, if he comes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow......"

"If he asks, I'll say you've been in the store and never left."

"The guest officer is my great benefactor, tomorrow I will bring you delicious food, my mother's cooking skills are among the best in the town. My surname is Zhang, turn right out of the store, turn right in the first alley, turn right in the back street, turn right in the back street, and the seventh household is my house...... "The guy said quickly, pushed the door and ran.

The shop was deserted all of a sudden, and Hu Guiyang finished the rest of the meal and said to the flatbread: "We are destined to have a cold year." ”

He pushed the door and went out, standing at the door and glancing, the town was small, the adults were busy at home, and there were only a few mischievous children running around in the street, occasionally stopping to set off a firecracker.

Hu Guiyang closed the door and latched, and went to the backyard, opening the door to the backstreet, and saw a figure running into a house from a distance, and the scene of the young man shouting his father and mother after entering the door appeared in front of him, and his face couldn't help but smile, and his nose moved slightly, as if he smelled the smell of steaming rice.

He latched the back door too, cut himself off from the town, and wandered aimlessly around with the flatbread, and the inn was shabby, except for some rice, flour, wine and meat in the kitchen, and there was nothing light worth stealing.

Throughout the morning, Hu Guiyang's most serious thing was to squat in the toilet for a while, and the rest of the time was either in a daze or wandering.

At noon, Hu Guiyang washed rice and cooked by himself, and he couldn't eat it at all after it was cooked, so he put a few pieces of meat on top of the rice, steamed it and ate it with pickles, it tasted good, and he loved to eat flatbread very much.

"It's a lot better than the days in the mountains." Hu Guiyang found himself more and more accustomed to talking to the flatbread, "Not to mention the wine." ”

In the morning, the sky was still blue, and by the afternoon, the sky gradually turned a leaden gray, like a large piece of freshly wrung rag, which would drip water at any moment.

Hu Guiyang stood in the courtyard and watched the snowflakes fall, from debris to the whole piece, from scattered to confused.

It was getting quieter and quieter, with the occasional crunch, as if from another world.

The flatbread chased the snowflakes for a while, and when she was tired, she lay down under the eaves, looked at the stunned master for a while, and lowered her head to bite one of her front paws.

The sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out, one family after another, the silence between heaven and earth was broken, Hu Guiyang came back to his senses, patted off the snow on his shoulders and head, and smiled at the flatbread: "It's so close, but the customs here are different from those in the capital, and firecrackers are set off before night." ”

"Wang." The flatbread is like an endorsement.

"Deng Haisheng was originally a craftsman who made firecrackers, if he hadn't been pulled into the West Factory by me, his business would definitely be good this year."

The flatbread cries again.

"What to do? I can't leave now, I can't go back, I'm stuck here. ”

The flatbread cries twice.

"You say wait? Well, it makes sense, I have left the capital now, and I have more skills in my body, and I am more and more like a Yunyang stranger, Zhang Wuchen has returned to Beijing to report the news, if no one cares about me, it is really intolerable. ”

The flatbread whined twice, as if to say that he didn't mean it that way.

Hu Guiyang stretched his waist and was about to go back to his room to take a rest, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door in front of him.

Flatbread stood up vigilantly, and Hu Guiyang whispered, "Ignore him, pretend that there is no one in the store." If it's someone from the town, he'll leave soon, and if it's looking for me, hum, make me wait so long, let him wait a while. ”

The flatbread lay down again.

It didn't take long for the knocking to stop, and the visitor had clearly left.

Hu Guiyang returned to the house, stood in the snow and didn't feel anything, as soon as he entered the house, it was cold from the inside to the outside, so he cleaned up the charcoal basin, poured out the ashes, and went to the kitchen to add a few pieces of charcoal, and walked into the house with it after it was raised.

There was another knock on the door in the backyard.

The flatbread stood up again, revealing the upper and lower rows of teeth, and let out a low roar in his throat.