Chapter 55: Haunting the Storm

The breeze stirred up a green branch of a tree, messed up the cripple's hair, and interrupted his wandering thoughts......

He sang in a low voice for a while, and after coughing a few times, he slowly turned around and left!

"Shopkeeper, please stay!" Lin Feng called.

The cripple didn't seem to hear at all, and continued to stagger forward!

"The wine money has not been settled yet, how can the store leave?" Lin Feng raised his voice.

"Lin Shaoxia is polite, this wine doesn't cost money!"

"Don't want money? Jianghu trading, how can there be a discounted business, the store must be joking! ”

"Someone has instructed that as long as it is the wine that Lin Shaoxia likes, he will not take a penny!"

"Oh? How can such a good thing be? It's just that I, Lin Feng, have never liked to take advantage of others, especially this kind of unexplained cheapness, I don't buy wine by myself, and I definitely don't drink it, so I have to pay you back this wine money! ”

Lin Feng took out two grains of broken silver from his arms and gently put them in the palm of his hand: "The price of a glass of osmanthus wine must not be cheap, these ten taels of silver, it should be about the same, right?" If that's not enough, I'll pay you back another day! ”

The cripple stopped, but did not make a sound, at this moment, he clearly felt that Lin Feng's words were soft and rigid, and there was an endless murderous aura.

Suddenly, Lin Feng's fingers loosened, and the broken silver turned into two shining silver lights, which catapulted out between the branches and leaves of the forest, "Huh...... "Boom ......" two sounds, broke through the sky, flew to the cripple's backbone, just a thought, the cripple has been whisked and turned up, his wide sleeve robe rolled up with a wisp of strong wind, the palm of his right hand drew two semicircular arcs, the index finger like a snake spitting a letter towards the silver light, in the blink of an eye, the two pieces of broken silver have been between his fingers!

"Lin Shaoxia misunderstood!" The cripple sleeves fell lightly, a pair of blue-black eyes reflected Lin Feng's cold figure, he wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and said calmly: "Lin Shaoxia, do you know that not long ago, a guest on the rivers and lakes bought this pot of osmanthus wine, and handed me a pack of poison that regulates the soul and asked me to wait for someone here!"

"Waiting for someone? What kind of person is the store waiting for? ”

"Wait for a hero who walks alone between heaven and earth, and wait for a swordsman in Tsing Yi who will not return in the snow!"

"Wait, it's always been an unknown result, wait for the rain to stop, the rain won't stop, wait for him to come, he won't come, but I don't know what the store is waiting for?"

He ...... It should have come, because his name is ...... Lin Feng! ”

"Why don't you kill him if you're here?"

"Legend has it that he has amazing martial arts and is an unkillable swordsman!"

"You're wrong, there is no unbreakable martial arts in the world, let alone a swordsman who can't be killed, shopkeeper, do it!"

"No, I don't want him to die, so I ......" The cripple coughed, and blood flowed from the seven orifices.

"So, you drank that packet of poison?" Lin Feng asked rhetorically.

"Yes!" The cripple nodded in response.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Things in the world, there are not too many whys, three thousand prosperous, nine thousand desolate, people's hearts are unpredictable, the world is like frost, the old man has done his best, Lin Shaoxia, will ...... Indefinite ......"

"Oh, it's not good, it's not good, the wine is poisonous, I won't go to this Ten Kings Palace, farewell, farewell!" Seeing this, Li Gongzi hurriedly bent down to salute, and when he found an opportunity, he turned around and slipped away, and the few men in sackcloth caught up with him for a few steps, and kept shouting: "Li Gongzi, don't run, stop ......"

The sky is full of hatred, the grass and trees are full of flowers, and a few wisps of fragrance are buried; Relying on the dry alone, the green silk is dyed, and a lone lamp is bright......

"I heard that in a hundred gardens, there lived an amiable, serene man, sitting in the shop every day with a smile selling osmanthus wine and osmanthus cakes, he is not for fame, not for profit, not for the powerful and bent down, but he is a friend of deep righteousness, two ribs in the knife, someone gave him a nice name, called the drunken flower fairy, I think, that man, should be this old man!"

"Drunken Flower Fairy ......"

"Well, the Drunken Flower Fairy!" Mu Liuli looks indifferent!

"However, from now on, there will be no one in this world who can drink the osmanthus wine he brewed!" Lin Feng sighed in despair, sighing all the desolation, but he couldn't sigh his deep melancholy, and he couldn't say all his sorrow, but he couldn't say his faint sadness!

"Lin Shaoxia, let's go, no matter how sad you are, no one can come back......" When Mu Liuli looked at him, his melancholy eyes were looking into the distance in confusion.

"Wood girl......" He didn't know what to say, he was stunned for a long time before he spoke: "I am a wanderer at the end of the world, my life is ups and downs, rain and rain, a cloud of smoke and rain in my life, sometimes, my people, my heart, do not belong to me and exist, you follow me, you will only suffer yourself, you better go!"

"Lin Shaoxia, in fact, the glitz of the world is ever-changing, with ups and downs, who is not like this? When the poison in your body is healed and the wounds on your body are healed, I will leave! ”

"Don't worry, Miss Mu, my injuries have healed, and the poison has been resolved......"

Mu Liuli was silent for a while, and said softly: "If Lin Shaoxia goes to the Ten Kings Palace, I will finish the last journey with you, even if the prosperity is exhausted, there will be no regrets in this life!"

Lin Feng retracted the sadness in his eyes, but said a little comfortably: "It's just that along the way, I will wronged Miss Mu!"

Mu Liuli smiled calmly: "Lin Shaoxia is polite, one more person, one more strength, I just hope that you and I will return safely!"

Lin Feng nodded happily: "I hope everything is happy Chang'an, as you wish!"

The ancient town of Qijiang where the osmanthus wine shop is located is the only passage to the palace of the ten kings, but the ancient town is remote and barren, sparsely populated, compared to the war-torn Mobei, the people here have long been hidden and buried in a corner of peace!

Out of the south gate of the ancient town, the two of them walked a few miles, they saw a mighty river like a long jade belt across the east and west, the bank was overgrown with weeds, a dilapidated stone tablet, engraved with the word "Pengjiang", the river surface was gentle, the water color was like jade, the clouds and mist were transpiring in the glow, the microwave flowed, sparkling, just like the Milky Way in the nine days sprinkled on the world.

The two looked across the river, but saw a lonely boat floating on the vast river, and on the small boat, one person elbowed his head with both hands, and lay down with his head up......

"Hey, boatman......" Mu Liuli beckoned to the boatman on the boat.

"Is the girl going to cross the river?" The boatman-like man turned his head to her and asked.

"Yes, please take a ferry to us."

"Girl, wait!" The boatman picked up a long penny and pushed it hard in the water, then slowly turned the bow of the boat and rowed towards the shore, and when the boat approached, he saw that the man was about fifty years old, with a hat slung over his shoulder, and his thick and curly beard floating at the corners of his mouth at will, like two sickles hanging high in the cool night sky.

"Where are you going?" The boatman smiled modestly at them.

"Ten Kings Palace!" Lin Feng replied.

"What, Ten Kings Palace?" The boatman's cunning gaze wandered around him, and he smiled secretly: "Hehe, the little brother is not afraid of the wind when he speaks, what is the place of the Ten Kings Palace?" It's hell on earth, a paradise for demons, you must have recognized the wrong way, or go back as soon as possible, so as not to lose your life! ”

Mu Liuli just glanced at the boatman with cold eyebrows, and said casually: "Ten Kings Palace, you can't be wrong, the boatman just needs to drive the boat!"

"The girl is really fast-talking, I don't know if talking counts?"

"This girl has a golden mouth, a promise of gold, how can it be reasonable to speak!" With a smile, Mu Liuli had jumped onto the bow of the boat, the river breeze was blowing a light veil, and she had her hands on her waist, looking graceful and arrogant.

"Lin Shaoxia, it's time to get on the boat!"

Lin Feng answered, lightly tiptoed, and stepped onto the board.

"Young man, slow, slow!"

The boatman dragged the penny and hurriedly caught up, his arm was horizontally blocked on the bow of the boat, and he smiled: "Young man, please stay, if you get on the boat, this boat will not be able to drive!"

Lin Feng was puzzled: "It's a good boat, so it can't be driven?"

The boatman bent down to submerge the penny into the water, measured the depth of the water, and shook the hull from side to side, the boat swayed and bumped twice, he scratched the messy hair in front of his forehead that was blown away by the wind with his hand, and pursed his lips: "As the saying goes, there is no wind and three feet of waves, there is rain in the sky, the south and the north go to the north, row at both ends, the black road goes sideways, and the white road stands on one side...... Here is the river, the ancestors of the three generations of the boat rules can not be broken, rowing with the boat road, the road also has the road, so, the boat has to follow a word, a boat can only sit one person, you see the boat has not opened, the bow of the boat has been flattened by you, if there is a little wind and waves on the way, is not the whole army annihilated, we have to sink to the bottom of the river to feed the fish and turtles to feed the king! ”

This seems to be said like a human, but the corners of Mu Liuli's mouth are hooked with a sneer: "What is the Tao is also the Tao, what is the black way and the white way, where the bird does not lay eggs, the stinky rules of the ancestors should have been broken a long time ago!"