Thick clouds and showers roll (20) Into the clouds to find the dragon
Xiao Erlang found a store to settle down and took a break. Two or three days later, he went to Hufu to visit his old friend.
The three of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they drank all night. The next day, Xiao Erlang explained his intentions, and Hu Wei and the two planned to help find Uncle Xiao together.
Hu Wei frowned, it was not easy to find a big living person in this vast sea of people. It's not a brick building, a living person has two legs under his crotch, and it can walk. Besides, people are hermits who fade out of the rivers and lakes and don't know about the world, can you easily find out? It's a fake name when they touch their mouths, where can I find it?
I just hate that this is not Fengzhou, otherwise Hu Wei will take care of his group of fox friends and dog friends, and as soon as the snitch walks around, the pickpocket will keep an eye on it, and maybe he will be able to find it. There are no connections in this vast Gongzhou.
No way. Fang Xu ghostwrote a letter to Hua Shan Xiu, explaining the cause and effect of Ding Beiyunheng's death, Hu Wei hired someone to return the body, and gave the beggar a lot of silver to help investigate. The three roamed around Gongzhou in search of the family surnamed Xiao.
On this day, I heard about a small village named Xiaojiazhuang. The three of them were all in the spring, enjoying the scenery leisurely all the way, and slowly swayed to the gate of the village. There is a lake at the entrance of the village. There is a willow tree on the shore of the lake, and an old man is fishing under the tree.
The flying flocculent is leisurely, the spring breeze is slightly cold, and the lakeside is flying. The man sat cross-legged on the shore of the lake with his head bowed, and his hat and cloak were draped. Like an ancient tree, a rock. The man was hunched over and holding a fishing rod in his hand, which was slightly bent down like bamboo in the wind. The hook rises and falls, causing the lake to sparkle.
The old man didn't say anything, just looked at the waves silently. It seems to be waiting for the fish to come, and it seems to be just waiting for time to pass. The fish is not in a hurry, as if waiting for the old man to leave, going back and forth in the lake.
Xiao Erlang bowed his hand and asked, "Old man, is this Xiaojiazhuang?" The old man didn't talk. Hu Wei thought that the old man didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "Fisherman, is this place Xiaojiazhuang?" β
"Old man? Geezer? Seeing that the old man was silent, Hu Wei stepped forward and raised his voice a little. As a result, the old man remained motionless.
Can't do it...... The old man is deaf? Hu Wei opened his hand and shook it in front of the old man's eyes, Fang Xu and Xiao Erlang saw that Hu Wei was so unreasonable, and hurriedly pulled Hu Wei back.
As soon as the old man raised his eyebrows, he felt that the fishing rod was sinking. With a force on the wrist, the rod was erected, and the fishing line drew an arc in the air with a herring.
"Pop" The fish was picked up, pumped on Hu Wei's face, and slapped Hu Wei. The fish landed in the basket woven with wooden strips next to it, and tumbled in it, under the pull of the rod.
"The fish that frightened me was deaf. Young man, but you are bullying me to be old and incompetent? β
Hu Wei saw that this person was not simple. With a smile on his face, "Don't be angry, I don't know how to fish, I don't see that you don't respond, I think you're ...... Hehe, then you see, I bought you a pot of wine, which should be reparation. β
Without waiting for the old man to answer, Hu Wei turned around and ran away. There were only three people left on the lakeside, Fang Xu and Xiao Erlang. Fang Xu and Xiao Erlang smiled: "Old man, don't be angry, my brother is rude, but he is not bad." "The old man is still like a root carving, motionless.
After a while, Hu Wei brought up a pot of wine. Placed next to the old man, he was not polite, and sat down cross-legged next to him. "Old man, drink slowly. The small one doesn't mean anything else, it's just to ask you about the place. β
"Looking for someone? Defecting to relatives? The old man asked slowly.
Xiao Erlang stepped forward, "I won't hide it from you, in Xia Xiao Yuanshan." I heard that my uncle was in Gongzhou and came to study art. β
The old man turned his head sideways and looked Xiao Erlang up and down carefully. Nodding slightly, he shook his head again, and then looked at the lake again. Slowly asked: "How do you want to learn art?" It's better to learn a skill to make a living than to learn fishing with the old man, and you don't have to look for people all over the city. β
Xiao Erlang bowed his head, "It is to learn martial arts, find an uncle to learn marksmanship, so that he can join the army and make meritorious contributions." β
"What are you doing here, not afraid of death? Look for sin. β
"The old man's words are wrong, men are in the world, and they should do something. Several generations of his family have been in the army, and he also wants to contribute some meager efforts to serve the country. β
"A good one has something to do, then when today's son is on his side, he is heavy on literature and light on martial arts, and there are many traitors like flies. What are you when you go to the court? Or do you really think that if you can fight, you can achieve something, protect the house, protect your wife and children? β
Fang Xu and Hu Wei's hearts sank when they heard this, Ding Beiyun's death was still engraved in their hearts, and when they heard this, they only felt that their chests were blocked.
Xiao Erlang was stunned and said loudly: "In Xia and the northern country, there has long been a blood feud. Both father and brother died at the hands of the enemy. If you are afraid of the inside and forget the outside, isn't it a coward? β
"Hmm...... What about the two of you, also learning martial arts together? Or join in the fun? β
"I ...... I don't know...... Elderly. I don't know how to keep the things I cherish, but I just feel that being in the same stream and avoiding them is not the best strategy. It's just that there are people who are obviously skilled, but they die in front of my eyes, and I don't know whether I am right or wrong, and how to choose. β
"Hmm............ Practicing martial arts can be defeated by thousands of people, but it is completely enough to protect the family. You can't do anything about what you see, maybe it's just because you're not strong enough. There are thousands of military enemies, thousands of soldiers, and thousands of heroes. Boy, you're still far away. β
The old man gave Hu Wei a roll of his eyes, and asked with a sip of wine, "Little slippery, what about you?"
"Hey, if you want me to see, being a soldier and being a hero are nonsense. If you really want to make a profit, you have to mix with the court, and your status and money are enough, then this rule is set by you. What's the matter? No matter how powerful a person is, it is greater than the court? I'll just walk around with my two brothers, and if I really learn kung fu, then I'll also learn a trick and a half. β
"Hahahaha" The old man raised his head and poured a sip of wine, smacking his lips. I didn't reply, I just laughed and drank to myself.
Suddenly, a gentle female voice came from afar: "Xiao, come and taste the dumplingββββ"