"Little Er, serve the wine!" The robed high-roller in the hall waited impatiently, and slapped the table again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man who came with him had a kind of unspeakable heroism, but it turned out to be Feng Shili who had just confronted Oda and others on the street, and he and the man in fur were humming the wine songs of the Northland, and wandered around the Jianchang Market for a long time, and saw that all the decent taverns were closed, so he also came to the Pinglan Restaurant. Originally, the two of them saw that the restaurant was "full", so they were also happy, but then they saw the boy who was called satisfactory come out to go away, and the two knew that the tavern was thanking customers, so they both thought about smashing the store and wanted to enter the store to make a fuss.

The man in fur is a cheerful person, it seems that everything is not formal, Feng Shili this time, he also felt quite heartbroken, he saw that this person must be very human, at this time is waiting for wine, so he asked: "Shu Feng Shili is clumsy, Brother Tai is such a character, I don't know which sect in the rivers and lakes is the grandmaster?" Although Feng Shili is also a Luotuo man, he knows that there are many rules in the rivers and lakes, so he still has three points of praise in his words.

Unexpectedly, the man laughed and said, "Brother Feng, my brother and you have intersected because of your temperament. To be honest, I know a few of those sects on the rivers and lakes, but I don't understand them very well, so it's not any sect, I'm just a good wine person who can't be restrained by heaven and earth! I heard you say your name, Feng Shili, right, brother, I don't change my name, I don't change my surname, it's called, it's called that, that's what ......" said and patted his head, and said with a smile: "Alas, this Chinese name is really not easy to pronounce." ”

At this time, Lin Zhu'er came out of the back hall with two large jars of wine, rolled his eyes and glanced at the fur-clothed guest, and scolded in a low voice: "Idiot! As he spoke, he put the two jars of wine on the table, and turned around to get the bowl of wine from the cabinet.

When the fur guest heard this scolding, his face was thickly raised, and he was about to scold back, when he suddenly seemed to remember something, laughed, patted Feng Shili's shoulder and said: "It's not easy for us to translate the ancient dialect into your Chinese, don't mind." My brother remembered it, and my brother's name was transliterated, it should be Kuchierdan! Saying that, he laughed, slapped the wine jar away, tasted it himself, and suddenly praised: "This wine, well, delicious!" But three years of Chen's knife is burning? As he spoke, he turned his eyes to Qi Fuzi. Although this Ku Chierdan's momentum is heroic, there are wine stains on the corners of his mouth, and he seems to be very greedy.

Qi Fuzi nodded, and shrank his head behind the cabinet. Seeing this, Kuchildan turned back with laughter, took two bowls, filled them with wine, took one of the wine bowls himself, and drank it without caring about the wind.

Feng Shili saw that Kuchierdan was bold, and he didn't make a sound, took the wine bowl, and grunted in a sigh, and poured three or two knives in the bowl into his stomach. Such a strong drink passed through the throat, and couldn't help but get slightly drunk on the face, which made this heroic man of Luotuo a little arrogant for a while, although he was still silent, but his eyes were slightly floating, his palms gently slapped the table, and his mouth hummed a ballad. Although the little song is soft, this time it hits the rhythm in the mouth of the wind Shili, and the tone is intermittent, and it is like an elegy, which makes people feel sad. When the sentence "Through the poignant desert and the vastness of heaven and earth" was sung, the hall was silent for a while, except for the sound of the symphony of altars and bowls.

Kuchierdan had already finished drinking a bowl at this time, took the wine bowl, patted Feng Shili on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, this song is high and broad, but it is too lonely. There are many things in the world that can be wanton, but why be so depressed. By the way, looking at your appearance, you should be from my northland, but why are you humming the song of the south of the Yangtze River? Could it be that Brother Feng is a southerner? There was a slight disdain in the rhetoric. At that time, most of the northerners regarded the southerners as soft and glutinous, and the southerners regarded the northerners as vulgar and arrogant, and the differences in this region have been around for a long time.

Feng Shili was not angry, he filled a bowl of wine, bumped into the edge of the bowl of Ku Chierdan, and said with horizontal eyebrows: "Although Feng grew up in Jiangnan, he doesn't love the knotted intestines of Jiangnan characters, which is not refreshing!" As he spoke, he dried half a bowl of knives like a burn. When Kuchildan heard this, he immediately tasted it again, took a big sip, and swallowed a bowl of wine raw.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the store, and three pedestrians wearing straw hats and carrying bags stepped into the store, found a table next to the store and sat down. The two people accompanying the old man behind him were all with straight backs, and they should be people who practiced martial arts. The three of them were silent to each other, and after they sat down, the old man spoke: "Shopkeeper, Ge has a spare place to live, we have come from afar, and we really can't settle down. Between the tones, there was quite a Shu flavor, but it turned out to be the old man surnamed Yang and his party of three.

But seeing Qi Fuzi showing his head, he looked at the three of them in embarrassment, and arched his hand: "A few guest officers, are they old ...... My old guy doesn't make arrangements, this store has already let this Xun family boy bag, and there is really no vacancy. ”

When the old man heard this, he said "oh", and he didn't ask, but said, "Then just serve a few specialty dishes and add some food." With that, he placed his scimitar on the table and returned to silence. At this time, Ah Bai in the back hall had already fried a few dishes, and prepared tea for the two tables outside the hall.

And this side of the box, Ku Chierdan and Feng Shili also drank with each other, this back and forth, in a blink of an eye, half a jar of wine fell into the belly of these two bandits, like the two bandits, even this temperament like iron Feng Shili, it seems to be brought up by this wine, the eyes are leisurely, it seems to have passed thousands of miles, looking at the warm hometown. I only heard the wind ten miles to say: "Feng Mou since elementary school is the way of sword casting, I wanted to put my heart in this life in the sword casting, but unexpectedly in the hometown of the place, when I grew up, I was squeezed out by my peers, and said that Feng was a secluded bloodline, and it was chased and killed." Feng later left his hometown and went north, and he was buried incognito in the rivers and lakes for ten years, but fortunately, his inner people did not abandon him, and Feng was happy in his heart, so he wanted to spend the rest of his life like this. Unexpectedly, the people of Jiangnan chased after him, and finally seriously injured his insider. Speaking of this, Feng Shili's eyes became sharp and fierce, he took a sip of the knife like a burn, and laughed miserably: "Hehe, in a fit of anger, Feng killed hundreds of people who participated in the siege among the ten surnames in Jiangnan, many of whom were old acquaintances of Feng's childhood classmates. But what good is that, after that, Feng took Neizi to the north to find ginseng tiger bones, and picked snow lotus lingzhi in the west, and wanted to promise to stuff cattle and sheep to heal Neiko's injury, and never asked about the world, and spent more than a year together, but ......unexpectedly, "After that, Feng Shili couldn't help sighing, and the momentum of the whole body also turned depressed, and said: "Neiko died in Xuandu in August, that song is Neiko's favorite during his lifetime, and it is often used to remind Feng to take the world in his chest as his home, and don't remember her." However, Feng still can't let go, but the godbrother Taijian smiled. ”

Feng Shili's words were light and light, but Qi Fuzi in the cabinet heard it with his eyes wide open. When he participated in the battle of Zhuangzhong, the ten surnames in Jiangnan withered overnight, and the rivers and lakes even passed the wind ten miles as a demon.

At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of a porcelain bottle gently tapping on the wooden railing at the door of the guest house on the second floor of the hall, but I saw Oda Takahu leaning on the door of the guest house on the second floor, a wooden leg prosthetic leg sticking out of the floor, quite comfortably holding a small porcelain bottle containing wine, sitting on the floor to drink. And beside him, there were already several similar porcelain vases.

But seeing that Oda was already a little drunk at this time, he unbuttoned the skirt of his shirt slightly, and said with a smile: "Oda saw General Hu Lu today, and it was originally an adventure. But unexpectedly, as a generation of heroes, you are a woman, and you are so sad! Then he raised his head and poured the sake in the pot into his throat, and did not look at Feng Shili and Kuchierdan.

When Feng Shili heard this, he recognized Oda as the Fuso people he saw during the day, but all the conflicts between them during the day were caused by Chen Chongzhi, and at this moment he was also a person who was detained in the restaurant, and Feng Shili had no interest in it, just chewing on Oda's words, and couldn't help but eat half a bowl of wine, and the corners of his mouth suddenly had a helpless smile, muttering: "Hero...... Hehe! Hero! As he spoke, he drank the remaining half of the bowl of wine and lay down on the table.

But at this time, Kuchierdan, who was next to him, lifted the wine jar containing the residual wine in front of him, took a big sip, weighed the remaining amount of wine in the lower altar, and then sat on the table crookedly, burped, and said with a smile: "Hero? Heroes, laugh when you should laugh, don't let go if you should not let go, drink when you should drink, miss women when you should miss women, and conquer the world when you should conquer the world. Heroes should not be constrained, and all the more than 100 years of youth in the hero's life should be wasted on what he likes. As he spoke, he lay down on the table against the wine jar, and suddenly whined in a trilled tone unique to the ancients, which was deep and far-reaching, but it was the opening of his ancient minor, and he only heard him sing: "Birds, flowers, all living beings are the same, symbiosis, sharing, time, air and sunshine." The rings of the year are circulating, and the torch is passed down from generation to generation. Although today is short, the past is forever, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are reincarnated, flowers bloom and fall are reincarnated, the years and months are reincarnated, the universe is eternal, but youth is gone. Although he sang this tune in a sloppy way, and it was also sung in the ancient language, although everyone present did not understand it, they were all infected by this tune, and they all stopped the dishes, chopsticks, and cups.

After humming this song, Kuchierdan actually crooked his neck and fell asleep soundly. But at this time, I heard a few applause from the second floor, and only heard a lonely and lonely song coming from the partition on the second floor, but it was Oda who put down the porcelain vase and hummed a tune in his mouth. It turned out that when he heard Kuchierdan's song "Reincarnation" just now, he was also aroused by his thoughts, his palms were bluffed, and he was playing the beat while humming the tune of his hometown. The tune is short and doesn't have many twists, but it gives people a feeling of simplicity and abruptness between heaven and earth. After listening to Oda's singing, he took another pot of sake, took a sip of the bottle, and muttered slightly drunkenly: "The cherry blossoms are blooming and falling, the bright moon hangs under the eaves of the east, and the moonlight reflects the blade of the warrior...... Haha, hahaha. Hmph, Oda actually had a bit of madness, leaned on the railing, looked at Feng Shili lying on the table, and said: "In the hearts of our Fuso samurai, only the truly strong are worthy of being called heroes." General Hu Lu, ten years ago, you rushed into the formation of a thousand armies with one person, killed the generals and captured the commander, so that the current ghost wolf lord ascended the throne, I Oda yearn in my heart, call you a hero. It's just ......" said and squinted at the people in the hall, and jokingly said: "Hehe, I came to China this time, but I was very disappointed." The people Oda saw were all treacherous and deceitful, hehe, after the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there were no heroes in China. After that, he took a sip of sake by himself, and as soon as his wild words came out, Qi Fuzi and the gray-clothed old man in the hall instantly turned their heads to look at the second floor, and their expressions were a little angry.