Smoke shrouded the water under the moonlight, and in the depths of the night, a serene and elegant boat dispelled all the gloom.

The boat stopped at the pier by the river, and a gentle young man dressed in white like snow walked down, with a wooden hairpin on his head and a wine gourd in his hand.

"Knock knock."

The shops by the river are closed, and the street of Yangzhou City under the moonlight is very quiet, and the knock in front of the restaurant door is far away and has been echoing in the street.

"Who?" There was the sound of footsteps in the house, and a loud old man's voice came out.

The young man put down his hand knocking on the door and said gently, "Shopkeeper, get some wine." ”

"Whoa!"

The door opened, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant was stunned when he saw the figure standing outside the door, and the young man standing at the foot of the steps was like jade, his eyes were like stars, and the shopkeeper with big shoulders and a round waist subconsciously looked up at the moon in the sky, suspecting that it was not a god in the sky.

"Excuse me, I'll get some wine." When the young man saw the shopkeeper in a daze, he whispered again.

The shopkeeper, who was wearing a brown coarse linen robe, reacted and said hurriedly: "Oh, it's good." ”

The young man smiled understandingly, and the shopkeeper walked into the room quickly, and after a while, the window next to the door was propped up, and the shopkeeper stretched out his head and beckoned to the young man under the steps in front of the door, "Childe, this way." ”

The young man walked unhurriedly to the window and handed over the wine gourd in his hand, although the bamboo window could not transmit light, but it was strong and could prevent some petty theft.

"We have all kinds of wine in our store, what kind of wine does Childe make?" The shopkeeper smiled, with the unique expression of ordinary people who have everything on his face except for the need to earn some money to support his family every day.

The young man tilted his head slightly, and after a moment's thought, asked, "What is the best wine you sell here?" ”

"We are all our own small workshops, and we don't have any good wine, and the most sold on weekdays is the dredging drunk by the poor people." The shopkeeper explained with a smile that it was extremely unpleasant to be woken up at night, but after seeing that the customer was not very human, the unpleasantness was swept away.

The young man nodded, his eyes flashed with memory, and said, "I know that I have been to the easternmost part, the westernmost part, the northernmost part of the empire, and the southernmost part of the empire; Except for the southerners who don't like to drink this, there are people in other counties who drink it, especially the guys who carry things in the docks or trading houses, those who strike iron in small workshops, and those who farm in the fields. ”

"Yes, yes, Childe has traveled extensively, I have never been anywhere, but I heard some pawn vendors say that except for southerners who don't drink this wine and can't buy it, there are people everywhere else, and you can buy dredging wine wherever you go." The shopkeeper is a winemaker, and now he is naturally overjoyed to see the boy who has traveled everywhere and still knows some about wine.

The young man smiled, "I haven't drunk dredging wine yet, so let's fill this gourd with dredging wine, and then bring me a jar of the best wine." ”

"Okay!" The shopkeeper shouted, turned his head to drink, and chatted in his mouth: "The wine of dredging wine, the ingredients and everything are disclosed, and basically there is a taste everywhere you go." ”

The white-clothed young man looked at the shadow under his feet that was quite abrupt in the moonlight, and said casually: "This is thanks to the head of the Divine Sword Sect." ”

"That's it." After handing the wine gourd to the young man, the shopkeeper went to move the wine, and said while moving: "I heard that Master Sun has a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, but he really has nothing to say to our poor people. ”

"Well, yes, Master Sun does often help the people." The young man opened the lid of the flask, took a sip and thought about it, this was the first time he had drunk the dredging wine, although he had seen it before, but he had never drunk it.

The shopkeeper carried a jar of dusty wine to the windowsill, clapped his hands and said, "I heard that this dredging wine was deliberately prepared by the head of Sun for the poor old Baixin." ”

The young man was Qiu Chan, who had traveled all over the world, and he was not in a hurry to take over the wine jar at this time, and took another sip of the dredging wine poured into the wine gourd, and Lang Lang explained:

"When he was a child, he received a lot of favors from poor people, when he was still young, he grew up by eating hundreds of family meals, and he saw many kind-hearted men who did some hard work and were hurt when they returned home.

So after having time and ability, it took several years of hard work, tasted all the cheap herbs in the world, brewed a dredging wine that can cure injuries and stasis, and the cost is very low, and the formula is publicized free of charge, and the men can drink one cup or two at night to relieve the fatigue of the day. ”

Seeing that the young man who was as warm as jade in the wind of Yushu seemed to have some understanding of this matter, the shopkeeper said: "It is said that some kind-hearted doctors will kindly recommend this when they treat bruises and injuries to poor people, but I don't know if it's true or not." ”

"This is not fake, but it is also medicine, so it is not false for doctors to recommend this to patients with bruises, it is not only effective, but also cheap enough." After the young man finished speaking, he said to the shopkeeper, "Is there anything to eat at home?" I give you the knot together. ”

Seeing that the young man was not short of money, the shopkeeper didn't think about any cheap bread and steamed buns, and thought about it for a while: "There are still two pieces of sauce beef today, what do you think?" But it should be cold, do you want to warm it up? ”

The young man nodded and smiled gently: "As long as it's cooked, it doesn't matter if it's cold or not." ”

"Okay, I'll take it to Childe."

Watching the shopkeeper enter the inner room, Qiu Chan was waiting under the window, the shopkeeper went in for a long time and did not come out, the young man's face did not have the slightest urgency, nor the slightest impatience, he heard a few dog barks from a distance, presumably someone passed by.

When the shopkeeper came, he was empty-handed, and said to the young man with a smile: "This weather, I am afraid that the meat will spoil, so I put it in the well cellar, just now I took it, and found that it was colder than I thought, and it was estimated that it was definitely difficult to swallow, so I called the mouth at home to warm up the sauce beef." ”

"Then it's troublesome." The young man nodded slightly.

Looking at the window that gradually quieted down, the shopkeeper said to go to the kitchen to see, and there was only a figure in white clothes like snow left in front of the restaurant.

"Come, Childe, here you go."

The shopkeeper handed two pieces of sauce beef wrapped in oil paper to the young man, and Qiu Chan took it with one hand and took out a piece of silver and threw it into the shopkeeper's hand.

"Childe, wait a minute, I'll give you change." The shopkeeper took a look at the silver two, and walked back after saying goodbye to Qiu Chan, and the young man said no need to walk slowly across the street to the water's edge.

The shopkeeper looked at the young man in white with a wine gourd hanging around his waist, a wine jar in one hand, and two packets of sauced beef in the other, and couldn't help but say: "Everyone on the rivers and lakes says that Master Sun's character is not good, is this true?" ”

The young man didn't look back, and said with a smile: "Even ordinary people like you who are small families don't bully, how bad can your character be?" ”

"Yes, if there is kindness, there will be repayment, where will the character of people who are treated well by ordinary people be bad?" The shopkeeper looked at the young man who was walking away, clapped his hands excitedly, and then beckoned to the house: "Come on, come quickly." ”

The shopkeeper's wife was a little puzzled when she saw her husband waving, but when she thought of what her husband said just now, there was a fairy outside, and she probably shouted that she was looking at the fairy, so she still raised her feet and walked over while complaining about what gods to see.

"Huh?"

Seeing the back of the young man in white, the woman froze, the old couple looked at each other, and the shopkeeper said, "I didn't lie to you, did I?" “

"It's true that I've never seen such a character, and I can't find such a handsome descendant in ten miles and eight towns." The woman asserted.

The shopkeeper said with confidence: "It's not just that I can't see it in ten miles and eight towns, I haven't seen it in Yangzhou City, and it doesn't look like a character that can exist in the mortal world." “

An empty voice came into the window where the old couple was staying: "Does the shopkeeper want to say: I am a person from heaven, and I am a mortal, why should the gods in heaven despise myself and come to the mortal world." “

The couple who were looking at the young man's back nodded, and the sound in his ears seemed to come from a long distance, the sound crashed into the walls, countless echoes, but you heard every word clearly.

The young man in white suddenly stopped, as if facing a great enemy, he remembered the barking of the dog just now, and kept thinking that Yangzhou City was quiet, so the fear and wailing in the barking of the dog was ignored by him, it should be someone coming, but he didn't know who it was.

With the slight sound of footsteps, a gloomy and cold aura rushed to his neck across the street, touching every hair, and for the first time in his life, he felt such a strong death breath, and countless sleeping men, women, and children nearby suddenly shrank back.

The old couple stuck out of the window, and just heard the voice, but at this time they didn't see anyone, and with today's unusually handsome young man, everything was so weird.

The shopkeeper pinched his thigh hard, there was pain, then it was not a dream, it was not a dream, it was a ghost, the two looked at each other, sweat oozed from their foreheads, and their four legs couldn't stop trembling.

Qiu Chan carried the wine jar and the sauced beef, and turned his head to look at the place where the barking of the dog came from, from this dead man's breath, he guessed who it was, the killer in the world second only to the red-clothed and white-haired Zhou girl in the palace.

Under the moonlight in the distance, a tall figure in black got closer and closer, and the woman fainted directly on the spot after seeing it clearly, and the shopkeeper helped his wife and sat down on the ground, knocking down a bunch of wine jars, and suddenly there was a crackling in the window, and the wine was left on the ground.

The skull of the bald monk was directly exposed, half of the ear was missing, only a black hole remained, and the bronze bones were exposed, and only the bones and tendons connected to the joints could be seen on the bare feet.

Anyone looks at this as a man who can't die anymore, but he's still alive.

Qiu Chan looked at the figure that gradually walked in, his warm eyes did not change in the slightest, and he said softly: "Eighteen Son Holy Master." “

"I am compassionate."

A Buddha horn spread throughout the street, the black-clothed figure full of exposed bones walked closer and closer, Qiu Chan, who suddenly closed his eyes, listened carefully to the Buddha name, and the troubles of the past two days dissipated little by little.