If a man is very tired, he will fall asleep.

However, few people know that people who are really tired of the bone marrow can't sleep at all. The limbs that hurt because of exertion seemed to be not their own, as if someone had chiseled hard with a chisel, and the pain made people roll all over the bed.

Especially when I first joined the coolie, the first few nights were the most difficult.

Therefore, there are many taverns up and down the Chengye River.

The poor man earned his life for a day, his muscles and bones were weak, his back was sore, and he couldn't sleep without a sip of strong wine to soothe the pain.

There is a tavern on Shoushan Street in Fengchao City.

No pretense, no tag.

In the dilapidated hut, there is not even a bench, and no one knows that this is a tavern.

The people who come to this tavern are all coolies who pull fiber and run boats.

The wine here is also cheap, so that it is a dried yam brewing, the strength is big, the mouth burns the tongue and burns the teeth and throat, swallows it in one gulp, and the wine rushes straight to the brain, which makes people forget themselves and lose their fatigue.

This evening, the alley was crowded with poor men as usual, and the smell of sweat from a tiring day's work was mixed with the smell of wine, which made people smell sick.

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Because the shop was too small, all the men were sitting or standing with bowls, crowded in the alley, drinking and bragging.

Lao Li Tou is a frequent visitor here.

Today, as usual, he sold a pot of wine, and sat down by the wall alone, intending to go home after drinking.

Although the wine was strong, he was reluctant to take a sip, and took a small sip, as if he was tasting the immortal wine in the world, which was really the only time of the day that belonged to him.

He wanted to make this time go a little slower.

As he took a sip, he caught a glimpse of a person, which made him happy.

It was a young man, whose face was full of ashes, but the bottom was quite white, and at this time he was also holding a bowl of spirits, drinking in small sips, and every time he took a sip, he was grinning with his teeth, and it was very interesting to look at.

"Little brother, is it the first time you've come here? Come, eat some peanuts. ”

Lao Li Tou smiled and accosted, and moved the peanuts wrapped in rags in front of him to the young man's side.

The young man looked at the dirty rags, and subconsciously wanted to clench his fists, but he noticed the wine bowl in his hand, and then said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, and his grinning expression eased a lot.

"Little brother isn't a local, is he?"

Lao Li Tou looked at the young man's crepe appearance and asked with a smile.

"Yes, there are many brothers in the family, so I have to come out to beg for a living."

The young man replied, thinking, we are not talking nonsense, we really have a brother in Dongyuhe.

Who are the young people?

It was Mo Chuan.

After coming to Fengchao City, he did not rush to meet Shuanglong, but sounded nearby.

During the period, the monk of Dengcao and the woman in red were also dispersed to inquire about the news on their behalf, saving any details that were missed.

After this inquiry, Mo Chuan found that everyone actually had a lot of cover up for him.

The most intuitive point is that if he enters the group of slender men, the slender men will restrain their words and dare not speak foul language.

After all, the wind of faith here is too strong, and his Taoist robe is awe-inspiring after all.

Since this is the case, Mo Chuan simply took off his robe and blended into the coolie group to collect information.

So we have the current situation.

"yes, where is the little brother?"

"People from Fenghe County, their families have water, and they have many brothers, so they can't come here to beg for a living." Mo Chuan Road.

"Oh, I've heard about it too, it's not easy!"

"It's rumored that the Sea Dragon King is the cause of trouble over there, and I heard that there are also river dragons here?"

"Yes, why not, it's locked up in the Shuanglong Temple!"

"And what's going on?"

"It's not ......"

It is rare to have an audience, and Lao Li Tou is also spitting and telling all kinds of hearsay stories.

His high-minded talk even attracted the echo of other poor men. For a while, a new topic seemed to have been found in the alley, and it was so lively.

I don't know how long it took for the topic of Ssangyong to change.

Mo Chuan didn't deliberately ask, took a sip of wine, and grinned again with spicy eyes.

It's really fucking evil, there is such a strong liquor in the big alley!

"Little brother, this wine is authentic, right?"

"Authentic!"

"Hey, let me tell you, it wasn't that good before."

"How?"

"Before, this shopkeeper's heart was dark, mixed with water!" Lao Li hooked his head and lowered his voice.

"Huh? So what's going on...... Conscience found? ”

"The store lacks morality, there will be retribution, over forty years old, no children and no daughters, and then worshiped the monks of Shuanglong Temple, the shopkeeper suddenly loves sour and spicy, and is happy. Since then, the shop has never been mixed with water. ”

Old Li Tou whispered.

Mo Chuan subconsciously raised his head and glanced in the direction of Shuanglong Temple, his eyes flashing.

"It's a pity that the drunkard is dying!"

Old Li Tou suddenly sighed again.

"What's going on?"

Mo Chuan turned his head and asked.

Lao Li Tou saw Mo Chuan so popular, talked about it, and talked about an interesting story on Shoushan Street.

However, it is said that there was an old woman who was addicted to alcohol on Shoushan Street, and she was the number one drunkard in this nameless tavern, known as the wine woman.

Every day, I must come to sell wine, often take the bowl, that is, the bottom of the bowl is turned over, drink the bottom to the sky, and then sway left and right, swing up and down and leave.

Out of the alley, but it is one of the main streets of Fengchao City, cars come and go, and accidents often occur.

Strange to say, every time this wine woman goes out of the alley, she wakes up with a sigh, as if she is an ordinary person leaving.

If you ask the reason, it is the tavern wine mixed with water, and the drunkenness disappears when you get out of the alley.

One day, the bartender sold wine as usual, and after taking a sip, she got drunk and dizzy out of the alley, but she didn't sober up, and staggered into the street, with cars coming and going, alas, not to mention the tragic situation behind.

Since then, the name of the drunkard has completely disappeared.

"Hey, why didn't the bartender sober up this time?" Mo Chuan asked deliberately.

"Hehe, because the store happened to be unadulterated that day." Lao Li triumphantly pierced the truth.

"Tsk, the store has obviously changed its ways, why is it ...... Became a bad thing? Mo Chuan said with emotion.

"Not really! Alas, this is fate! ”

Lao Li Tou sighed.

The two chatted for a long time, until it was nearly dark, and Lao Li Tou returned happy.

Mo Chuan turned his head and sold another pot of wine, and then quietly left.

The night is getting darker.

In Fengchao City, except for the hairpin house and the place of the hook fence, there are no lights.

On the third watch of the month, the city became quieter and quieter, and only the sound of the river gurgling and passing was endless.

If you are looking for the source, the sound of Shuanglong Temple's double-eye well is even more turbulent and loud.

Stand at the mouth of the well and look down.

The water ripples, the crescent moon is as thin as silver, and with the bright ripples, the scales are shining.

"Whoa—"

Suddenly, the water in the well shook in both eyes, and the crescent moon reflected on the surface of the water became more and more broken, and then it rotated regularly. In a few moments, a huge head broke through the water, and the copper bell-like golden bottom cracked child, printed from the wellhead of both eyes, and the end was terrifying!

"Since Daoyou is here, why don't you come in and have a look?"

An undetectable sound came from the well, like a mosquito flapping its wings.

The empty wellhead suddenly lit up with a streamer and poured down. As soon as the streamer fell into the water, it smashed a bowl-shaped puddle on the surface of the water.

Then, the puddle sank and formed a circular bubble in the well water.

In the bubble, a Taoist in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared, and said with a smile: "I have heard the name of Shuanglong for a long time, and I can see it today, and it is indeed worthy of its name!" ”