In the evening, the moon rises.

White moonlight sprinkled in the mountains.

Su Weiyun returned to Fugui Villa, holding four roast ducks, five catties of wine, and a large pot of rice and a few plates of peanuts, edamame, and sauerkraut.

When he uncovered a large wooden bucket in his hand, revealing the still warm and steaming rice inside, Wang Dong was really startled.

"You're back so fast?"

Su Weiyun said: "Well, my light skills are okay. ”

Up and down the mountain, back and forth, the rice is still hot, and the wine is still warm. This must not be described with a simple "okay" word.

Wang Dong muttered: "Your light skills are actually better than mine, it seems that you are destined to become famous in the future." In the future, you must 'be rich and noble, and forget each other'. ”

He was happy on his face, his eyes were happy, and he praised Su Weiyun to the sky, but his body was lying firmly on the bed and never moving.

Su Weiyun said, "Won't you get out of bed to eat?" ”

Wang Dong said: "Trouble my friend, raise your noble hand and take a roast duck to come up and gnaw it with me." ”

Su Weiyun handed him a roast duck and sighed, "You even eat in bed?" No wonder you won't pawn this bed for money. It's a lot of use. ”

Wang Dong grabbed the legs of the roast duck with both hands, put it to his mouth, opened his mouth with great skill, and tore off a large piece of the most tender meat.

He laughed and said, "The most important thing in life is to sleep and eat." Isn't it wonderful that people in the world are mediocre and bothered by these two things, and I only need one bed to solve them? ”

Su Weiyun sighed: "It's really wonderful. If everyone in the world can be as optimistic as you, I am afraid that there will be more than half of the unnecessary troubles. ”

Wang Dong said: "Absolutely not." If everyone in the world lies in bed all day long like me, who will make us roast duck to eat? ”

If it had been before, Su Weiyun would definitely have laughed, but he didn't want to snort at this time, and just responded casually: "What you said is true." ”

Not too little.

Su Weiyun had just finished eating a roast duck, and Wang Dong had already eaten three of them in a hurry, and stared directly at the big jar of wine, salivating.

Wang Dong suddenly said, "By the way, friend, I haven't asked you what your name is." ”

Su Weiyun said: "No need to ask. ”

Wang Dong smiled and said, "Then you don't need to ask your friend, can you throw that jar of wine for me again?" ”

Su Weiyun slapped his hand on the big wooden barrel, and the wooden barrel flew up lightly, and landed firmly on the side of the bed, without even shaking it.

Wang Dong said: "Friend, you really have a good hand in martial arts. But ......"

He leaned over the side of the bed and bent down, as if he had done everything he could, to scoop up the two jars of wine with his hands.

"But it's too much effort to ask me to bend over."

Then he didn't forget to throw the jar of wine he was holding in his right hand to Su Weiyun.

Su Weiyun raised his hand and took the wine jar casually, without looking at it, and put it aside.

Wang Dong opened the wine seal, lay back on the bed with a "whew", put the wine jar on his chest, and slowly sucked it with his mouth to the mouth of the wine jar.

The wine slowly fell into his mouth, and not a single drop came out.

After a while, Wang Dong drank all his wine and praised: "In the past, there was warm wine to kill Huaxiong, and today there is rich hot roast duck, it seems that God treats me well, and I actually sent such a friend as you over!" ”

"So you still know the story of 'Warm Wine Kills Huaxiong'?"

Wang Dong said: "I am from a family, I dare not say that I am talented and talented, at least I am full of poetry and books." ”

"Your family will be proud to have produced a big shot like you."

Su Weiyun picked up a bowl of rice and chewed it vigorously, each bite extremely hard.

Wang Dong suddenly stopped talking.

He lay back on the bed in a daze, staring silently at the ceiling, listening quietly to the moonlight outside the room shining through the open door.

He looked more like a dead man now than he did before eating.

Su Weiyun ate a bowl of rice and said, "You don't eat it?" ”

Wang Dong said: "I won't eat it." ”

Su Weiyun said: "I can't eat so much alone, you can keep it for tomorrow." ”

Wang said, "What about you?" ”

"Me?" Su Weiyun pointed to his nose, "I'll leave tomorrow." ”

Wang said, "Where are you going?" ”

Su Weiyun said: "I don't know." ”

Wang said: "You don't know that you still have to go? Why not stay at Nirvana? There's at least one of your friends here. ”

Su Weiyun didn't smile or speak.

Wang Dong suddenly said: "I know that you look down on me from the bottom of your heart and don't treat me as a friend." ”

Su Weiyun remained silent.

Sometimes, silence means acquiescence.

Wang Dong said: "You must be laughing at me, you have a huge mountain villa empty, but you can't achieve anything, you will only eat and wait for death every day." ”

Su Weiyun said: "That's not true. I just think that if a person is lying in bed all day, both the mind and the limbs will inevitably deteriorate. And what's the difference between 'being fed all day long and doing nothing' and those wastes that only dream every day? ”

Wang Dong said: "There is a difference! ”

As soon as the words "there is a difference" came out, he flew high and almost jumped to the ceiling.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

Little white objects kept being thrown out of his hands, hitting the rats that were hiding in the dark corners of the house.

Each sound must stir up a few drops of blood, and the rat will die in response.

Su Weiyun saw that the white "hidden weapon" was actually the duck bone he had just gnawed.

The king fell down again and landed on his bed.

Unlike before he flew, there were no more than half a living rat in the room, and in the blink of an eye, the whole room became even more silent.

The strength and accuracy of this throwing secret weapon are by no means beyond the reach of ordinary masters in the martial arts.

Su Weiyun said slowly: "Your martial arts are not weak, and your secret weapon techniques are even more exquisite. ”

Wang Dong said: "A long time ago, someone said that my secret weapon was no longer under the famous 'Song Shi Niang' in the past. ”

Su Weiyun said: "With your secret skills, even if you go to the street to perform and make a move, you will definitely be able to make a lot of money." ”

Wang said: "But I didn't go. ”

Su Weiyun said: "Would you rather be lazy to death than beg for a job and live a decent life?" ”

Wang Dong asked rhetorically, "Am I not justified now?" What did I do? Stealing, robbing, pitting, cheating? ”

Su Weiyun suddenly said, "Why are you telling me this? ”

Wang said, "Because I regard you as a friend." ”

Su Weiyun said: "Is it because I mentioned your sadness just now?" ”

This time it was Wang Dong's turn to be silent.

Su Weiyun said: "What is your sadness?" Can you tell me about it? ”

He was in a sentimental and sad mood, and at this time he actually had a kind of sympathy for Wang Dong who was "the same person who has fallen from the end of the world".

- What kind of sad past will make a martial arts master decadent to what he is now?

Wang Dong said, "Have I ever asked you what is the sad thing that bothers you?" ”

"Nope."

Wang Dong said: "So you shouldn't ask me, because this is a friend." ”

Su Weiyun actually agreed with his point of view very much, and said, "You are right. That's what friends are. ”

Wang Dong said: "Then will you leave tomorrow?" ”

Su Weiyun said: "I have a practice that needs to be understood, so I will stay here for the time being, and I won't leave." ”

Wang Dong smiled: "I welcome you. ”

Su Weiyun said: "I know, because we are already friends. ”

Two people who were sad and sorrowful, and who had a tacit understanding, had formed a wonderful tacit understanding under the moon tonight, and they called it "friends."