Song Ziyun first hugged Jin Yuanbao and said with a loud smile: "Grandfather, your kindness is appreciated, but the kid is the most reluctant to owe favors in his life." In my opinion, this sword is far less valuable than your favor, and since you can mortgage the sword, you should not be invited to dinner. As for the wine, haha, isn't there one? ”

After that, he took Xie Wuchang's wine glass, drank it all, and arched his hand at Xie Wuchang: "This brother, who you are and what does it have to do with me?" The people who can invite me to drink are friends. Three glasses of wine, the wine is there, and the rivers and lakes are just a story. have disturbed the rivers and lakes, how many things are not in line with the rivers and lakes? This is called the small blister of the rivers and lakes, everything that the eyes can see clearly and can't see clearly, isn't it that you kill me, I kill you? As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, it's good to be happy, what is life and death? Not to mention anything else. As long as you and I have no enmity, then what if you are the devil who kills the world? If you and I have a deep blood feud, then what if you are a famous hero and hero? ”

This young man's thoughts are so direct that he makes no secret of his disregard for the morality that people in the rivers and lakes talk about. These words surprised Xie Wuchang, and even made everyone present look sideways. When did a decent family have such a prodigal son? And this prodigal son will soon become one of the leaders of the world-famous martial arts righteous path sect.

Xie Wuchang couldn't help but ask in surprise: "You are the future head of a famous and decent family, is it really no problem to speak like this?" Aren't you afraid to make other righteous heroes laugh? Not to mention that the big heroes and heroes have an enmity with you, do you really dare to kill others? Don't you care about your sect's reputation? If you kill someone, you're not afraid of causing trouble to your sect? What's more, a demon like me, although he has no enmity with you, and even with everyone who is still alive, but if you look at them, which famous and decent family has seen it, and everyone will be punished if they don't shout a sentence? I thank you for impermanence, but the incense master of the Daoist Pavilion, although this Venerable Master is not valuable, it is enough for you to drink a lot of fine wine. ”

Song Ziyun put Xie Wuchang's wine glass back on the table, and didn't care about the host's attitude, he picked up the wine jug, poured a full glass of wine for himself, drank it again, smiled freely, and said arrogantly: "The big heroes and heroes are also people, they kill people, is it difficult to achieve something that can't be killed?" Our sect doesn't cause trouble, but when trouble comes, we have never been afraid. Can heroes and heroes be heroes and marshal Yue Feiyue? Didn't Marshal Yue also be assassinated by traitors and end miserably? What if our sect kills a few heroes who are not worthy of their reputation? As for you, if you kill someone, naturally someone will kill you, someone will kill you for morality, and someone will kill you for revenge. If I don't help you, it's not against morality, and if I don't help others, it's not against morality. This is the spirit of the right path that I believe in! As for buying alcohol with your head, hahahaha! Although I like to drink all my life, I don't drink all kinds of alcohol, at least I can't drink it if I exchange my friend's head for wine. ”

"Haha, just because of your sentence, if I don't help you, it's not moral, and if I don't help others, it's not against love. You're a friend, I admit it. The shopkeeper, take ten catties of good wine, and this account will be mine. "Although Xie Wuchang is in the Demon Sect, the righteous spirit cultivated by the young man has not diminished at all, and he still appreciates the interesting young man, especially for this young man, he likes it from the bottom of his heart.

Such a teenager is indeed interesting, and there are too few people who are so interesting nowadays. The group of young heroes with a mask of justice and awe-inspiring but a belly full of male thieves and prostitutes makes people disgusted when they look at it, and it really makes people want to pile them together and cut off their heads in rows.

The night is getting darker and deeper, and the lights in the inn and the starlight outside the door accompany each other, trying to overcome the fatigue of the night, the flickering light is getting dimmer and dimmer, and they will eventually go to sleep. A breeze blew from the door, and after going around the living room, it floated out of the door, bringing the tiredness of the three watches and taking away the heat in the hearts of the guests.

The night is long, how many people can survive this boundless long night? As the saying goes, people today don't see the ancient night, but tonight once accompanied the ancients. That's it.

The first to leave was the gold ingot. For businessmen, every inch of time is an inch of gold, and he knows much more clearly than the knights. The four beauties who accompanied him this time had just been in his hands not long ago, although the feeling of ecstasy last night had passed a whole day, but now thinking about it still makes people's souls weak, so the gold ingots are like a wild cat that keeps scratching their hearts and livers, and the monkey hurriedly hugged the four beauties who were like flowers and jade, left the hall early, and returned to his room to enjoy the warm nephrite, and Lu Pingchuan was still like a professionally trained, an old servant who had served for many years, walking with a staggering step, But he followed the host inch by inch, and disappeared from the eyes of the guests in the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone.

And Song Ziyun, who was already drunk, collapsed under the table, snoring from his nose. Xie Wuchang's cold face also showed a little drunkenness, and a slight flush appeared on his cold face. He unhurriedly finished eating the last piece of sauced beef on the table, drank the last drop of wine in the pot, carefully wiped the corners of his mouth, slowly stood up, and then gently picked up Song Ziyun, who was still a child, and helped him back to his room.

The other ten table guests saw Jin Yuanbao, Xie Wuchang and others leave the living room, and suddenly felt that the serious and breathless cold atmosphere was instantly swept away, and then they were greeted by deep fatigue on their chests, so everyone hugged each other's fists, and gradually dispersed, leaving only the cold and cold leftovers and the cups and plates on the table.

The innkeeper looked at the cups and plates in front of him, feeling that this day was suddenly a dream, the rich, the dead, the rich, the chivalrous, all this is so illusory, so hazy, too unreal, the dead have been buried, even the blood has been cleaned up by the rich man's concubine, it seems that nothing has happened, but the real money and silver in his hand and the sword are really placed in front of him, reminding the shopkeeper of the truth of all this, facing the living room behind the empty table, he silently cleaned up the dishes and bowls of each table, Then went back to the room.

There are too many things that happened on this day, these things are difficult for an ordinary person to encounter in his life, and the shopkeeper just wants to rest early at this moment, and then spend the rest of his life slowly digesting.