Chapter Seventy-Two: Always Get Drunk Once
The autumn wind is like a knife, carrying the rain to use the earth as a drawing board to write an absurd history.
Jiang Qiu yawned, stretched his two long legs as straight as possible on the soft dog skin, Xiao Hei turned his head and glanced at Jiang Qiu resentfully, although it was very comfortable to sit on Xiao Hei's back, but he really couldn't lift the mind of enjoyment, and his hatred gradually turned into disgust.
He hates irrational people the most, but he is often faced with irrational choices.
"Hatred is the biggest catalyst for becoming stronger."
Jiang Qiu sighed, after years of self-discipline, he felt a wine bottle from the shadow, he drank the wine in a big gulp, and also coughed loudly, the liquor was like the flames of hell, burning his body and soul, and his face was flushed with a sickly red.
The bottle was empty, and he calmed down, took out a yellowed willow leaf, and began to carve a human figure on the pebbles, the leaves were like sharp knives, and his fingers were slender and powerful.
The first one is the appearance of Mr. You, but halfway through the carving, he felt that something was wrong and deliberately blew up the stones, and the second one was the appearance of a silent willow leaf.
Under his skillful technique, the outlines and lines of the figures on the stone seem so soft and graceful.
After the carving was completed, he handed it to Liu Ye with a blurred look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Take a look, does it look like you?" β
Liu Ye sat behind Jiang Qiu, the tall wolf dog could bear the weight of two people, and the black umbrella stand was above the heads of the two, like a moving castle.
For this kind of trick that is not clever and rarely makes a girl's heart move, Liu Ye blushed slightly and muttered: "If it's okay, just carve a broken stone." β
Jiang Qiu smiled and carved the third stone, this time it seemed more vivid, but it was also more disgusting and disgusting, because this was a portrait of Yang Ye's head.
After the carving was completed, Jiang Qiu suddenly patted Xiao Hei.
The wolfhound immediately stopped and looked around vigilantly.
The wolfdog's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and the handful of hairs below his neck stood on end, but when his gaze moved to Jiang Qiu, it immediately softened, and he was full of loyal sympathy, looking at its owner, its family.
On a rainy day, Jiang Qiu actually dug a pit in the mud and buried the freshly carved portrait of Yang Ye deeply, and then, he cut down a piece of wood and wrote the four big characters of Yang Ye's tomb with a wicked taste.
The heavy rain had already drenched his body, and his face was a little pale, but he didn't feel cold at all, and under this tombstone was Jiang Qiu's heartfelt thoughts.
If it were someone else, he would definitely be surprised to see his behavior, but Xiao Hei seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and his fragile nose rubbed Jiang Qiu's trouser leg, as if to say, "It's getting dark, and the road ahead is not far, master, come up quickly." β
Jiang Qiu slowly turned around, and found that there was a line of footprints in front of the road, washed by the rain but not dissipated, walking here alone from the far north, and walking lonely to the front.
The footprints were very deep, and it was evident that the man had walked no longer known how many miles he had walked, but he showed no signs of exhaustion, and there was no deviation in the size of each step.
Jiang Qiu stared for a moment and let out a long sigh, "In this kind of weather, I can't imagine that there are strange people, and I still seem to know this strange person, should I say that he is a lonely person, or a poor person?" β
Xiao Hei couldn't speak, but he was secretly sighing in his heart, "Master, you are also a poor person, you are actually very lonely, you come home from work every night, cook, eat, clean, watch TV alone, but you seem to have been sympathizing with others, but you forget your ......"
There are still many stones, Jiang Qiu began to carve again, his technique is refined and skillful, and the depth of each line conceals the fluctuations in his heart.
The rain finally stopped, and the autumn cold between heaven and earth became stronger, but fortunately, I could already see the figure of the person in the distance.
That figure had white hair, and it seemed to be whiter than the ice and snow of the Tianshan Mountains, and more lonely than the wild wolves of the grassland, but his legendary experience was enough to melt the ice and snow, so no matter how jealous Jiang Qiu was of this person, he didn't want to miss him.
He urged Xiao Hei to trot a few steps and chased after him.
Wang Sun had already heard the voice, but he did not pause, nor did he look back, he had neither an umbrella nor a hat, and the rain flowed down the leg of his trousers to the ground and turned into a stream, but his back was still straight, and his eyes were always looking ahead.
No one seems to be able to bring him to his knees, the weather is not good, the manpower is not good.
Nothing.
Jiang Qiu's eyes seemed to have a smile in his eyes, and he fell, motioned to Liu Ye not to move, and said, "Do you want to sit up, I'll give you a ride." β
I thought that the two had met a few times, and they should be regarded as strangers with a good relationship, but Wang Sun didn't even look at him, and his footsteps didn't stop, as if he didn't hear him speak.
Jiang Qiu said helplessly: "Are you deaf?" β
Wang Sun's hand suddenly clenched into a fist, although his face was not very good-looking due to the devastation of the wind and rain, but his movements were still very flexible.
Jiang Qiu smiled, "Since we are not deaf, we can be regarded as having seen each other, so don't treat me as if I don't exist." β
The young man suddenly said, "Actually, it's me who doesn't exist." β
He actually said such intriguing words, Jiang Qiu had a smile in his eyes, but he didn't laugh, "Leave the philosophical questions for later, at least stand in front of me and talk to me, follow me secretly, you also appeared when Shen Youchu appeared, I think you are a person worth befriending, go back to Broken Slope City and have a drink together?" β
Wang Sun shook his head, "I don't know how to drink." β
Wang Sun then said: "I don't have any money, I can't afford to invite you to drink, and I have been arrested several times because I am hungry and stealing food, but every time I forget what money is, I am very troubled." β
Jiang Qiu smiled: "I can invite you to drink." β
Wang Sun said: "You and I don't owe each other, the business between us has already been decided, you need to help me find ......"
Speaking of this, Wang Sun frowned, stood in place and thought for a long time, but still couldn't say the name, so he could only take out his small book and look at it for a while before saying, "Help me find He Qiusheng." β
Jiang Qiu was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "Okay, but when you can afford to buy wine, will you invite me to have a drink?" β
"Why?"
"Because you can afford to invite me to drink, it's a cause for celebration, so you should treat me once."
Wang Sun glanced at him and said, "Okay, I'll invite you." β
Jiang Qiu smiled and drove Xiao Hei to run away, until he ran close to the city wall, before he dismissed Xiao Hei and walked side by side with Liu Ye, but he was still smiling, "Liu Ye, have you ever seen such a strange teenager?" I thought he was just a simple powerhouse, but I never thought there would be such a fun side. β
Liu Ye said lightly: "Heh, it's just a group of brainless children, Shen Youchu is brainless, and the white-haired boy is brainless." β
Liu Ye sighed, "Master is also a brainless person. β
"But it is precisely because of dead brains and admitting death that there is hope in this world."
"Master, I don't want to talk to you about philosophical topics."
"That's it......" Jiang Qiu paused, "You won't feel hungry for at least a month after eating Zhuyu Cao, so you can't eat creamy turkey noodles, stir-fried crayfish, cold beer, spicy duck neck, salmon sashimi, stinky tofu in the night market, fragrant dog meat in the alley, and precious famous dishes in the tavern, are you happy?" β
Liu Ye also had a smile in his eyes, "Master, sometimes you look like a seventy or eighty-year-old gentleman, and sometimes you look like a five or six-year-old child, naΓ―ve. β
Successfully passed the inspection of the city gate, and came to the small courtyard where Qingjiu and several people lived, there were more than a dozen board cars piled up in the yard that were full of tattered and blocked the door, there were a few straw mats on the ground, which were soiled by the rain, and there was a head hanging under the eaves on the east side, but no one took it down, and it shook slightly under the wind, strange and terrifying.
There are a lot of people in front of the courtyard gate, and there are many people with a fierce light in their eyes, but this courtyard will never dare to touch it, even if some people are drunk, they will soberly detour when they see the human head hanging at the gate of the courtyard.
Jiang Qiu returned here, his face extremely strange.
But he was relieved, for he knew whose hand it was by looking at the hanging head.
At the same time, in times of panic, gentleness and love cannot save oneself, and only the ultimate bloody violence can survive.
Zhu Yucao gave one to each child, and after checking that their homework and practice had not fallen behind, he felt out a wine bottle from the shadow again, and beckoned Qingjiu to sit down together.
He didn't drink fast, but he drank a lot of wine, and the wine was even better, and he could drink it for a day and a night, and then sleep for a day and a night.
Liu Ye had no interest in drinking, and sat quietly on the side, playing with more than thirty stones with human figures in his hands.
Qingjiu walked into a room for more than ten minutes, and then walked out and stood behind him, "The house facing Chaoyang in the south has been vacated and cleaned, so you can sleep well, but you can only let the two of you aggrieved and sleep in one room, otherwise there is not enough space." β
Jiang Qiu only nodded as if he already knew that he would definitely get things done, and after a while, Qingjiu said again: "There is a loose alliance living across the street, like a local. β
Jiang Qiu shook the wine bottle and smiled, "Oh? Gang-like kind? β
Qingjiu nodded, "It's similar, but the name is a little better." β
"What the hell."
Qingjiu pouted at Nunu, the head hanging under the eaves, "Oh, collect money and grain like that, and in the name of looting the rich and sharing it equally among the commoners, but everyone knows that they have the lion's share." β
"No one resisted? Does the defending army care? β
Qingjiu sneered: "A nest of snakes and rats, a self-defense committee has been set up in Broken Slope City, each district mayor has a very small official position and great power, these gangs have looted food and money, handed over a part, and kept a part for themselves, the city lord Lin Mofei is also an infatuated lord, and when the food in the city is almost bottomed out, he still drinks and has fun every day, which is ridiculous." β
Jiang Qiu sighed, "Fortunately, the legend of Zhu Yucao is true, but how did the fight start?" β
Speaking of this, Qingjiu also felt ridiculous, and laughed before speaking, "The white-haired young man you found is really weird, it seems to be a bit ...... Axis. β
Although Jiang Qiu kept drinking in his mouth, his eyes kept looking out of the door, as if he was waiting for someone to come back.
Qingjiu continued: "Soon after you left, there were people who provoked and cursed a lot of ugly words, and I quarreled with them for a few words, and someone said, 'You fucking fart, I collect food for everyone's good.'" ββ
"Originally, I thought that since I was scolding, I would simply tear my face and scold happily, but I never thought that the white-haired young man named Wang Sun said: Everyone has a mother, my mother farts, your mother also farts, and his mother will fart when she eats, but what does farting have to do with harvesting food."
Jiang Qiu and Liu Ye couldn't help but laugh a little.
Qingjiu said with a smile: "At that time, everyone was silent, and looking at Wang Sun's expression, it seemed that he didn't think that this was scolding, but stating a fact. β
"So the other party became angry and shouted that he had the ability to kill me, but I represented Broken Slope City."
Jiang Qiu felt sorry for him, "I'll know later, Wang Sun is like this in Tianyang City, although it is not a killing spree, but there is no burden to kill people." β
Qingjiu nodded, "That's it, but this group of children ......"
Qingjiu was slightly embarrassed, "Since the first child began to skip class, other children have also skipped class one after another, leaving only thirteen children, and I am reluctant to beat and scold them." β
Jiang Qiu chuckled and said, "Sure enough, hatred is far more motivating than love. β
was insulted by Yang Ye repeatedly, and his parents were killed by the white bone cavalry, all of which seemed to be caused by his lack of strength and powerlessness.
A sweaty little boy stopped his physical training, stepped forward, and stared at Jiang Qiu quietly, his dark pupils had a chill that made people's hearts palpitate, Jiang Qiu woke up for three minutes, and when he heard the words in the little boy's mouth, he was a little drunk.
The little boy said, "Can I drink?" β
Jiang Qiu smiled and asked, "What's your name?" β
"The surname is Tang, Tang Mo, my name is this."
Jiang Qiu asked, "If you drink too much today, will you be able to guarantee that you won't delay your cultivation training tomorrow?" β
The little boy shook his head, "I can't guarantee it, but I'm not happy, even after a long time, I'm still unhappy, I want to cry, but I don't want to let myself cry, so I want to get drunk once, when I'm drunk, please ask me, do I still want to avenge my parents, do I want to gamble my life for revenge." β
Qingjiu couldn't help but sigh: "What a good warrior." β
Jiang Qiu nodded, "Spit out the truth after drinking, and if you can clearly understand yourself, it should be much easier to come to the truth realm." β
Min, who was looking at Xiao Hei on the side, said abruptly: "This is also one of the reasons why the hatred continues." β
The little boy took a few steps back in surprise, for for the first time he knew that the buffalo could speak, but after Min said this, he fell asleep as if he was exhausted, and said no more.
Only Jiang Qiu said lightly: "This is also one of the most powerful forces that human beings exist in the world. β
Wait for the wind and rain night to return.
Lonely as a wolf, unsociable, but firmly acting according to a certain logic, Wang Sun finally returned, but what caught his eye was a few drunkards, and a little girl was struggling to drag them back to the house one by one.
Jiang Qiu shook his body and patted the little boy's head, "Young man, you have to become stronger, you can't be like me, you regret it before you know the reason to become stronger, you have already regretted it once, but I regret it...... Several times, I don't want to regret it anymore. β
After saying the drunken words, Jiang Qiu didn't even need the support of Liu Ye, walked straight in a straight line, went straight to the bed, and then fell asleep the moment he fell.
Liu Ye couldn't cry or laugh, thinking about whether the master was good or bad, he only said a word when he was drunk, and he went to sleep after speaking, which was also worry-free.
But it's no wonder that Master has been wronged for so long, and he has been bullied by Yang Ye's bad guy for so long, and he should have been angry in his heart for a long time.
In the dead of night, it's the time when you're most homesick.
Willow Leaf couldn't sleep, climbed to the roof to look at the moon, and tried to see the bright galaxy that only existed in the eyes of the magician, but in vain.
Under the eaves, Wang Sun also looked at the moon quietly.
After twelve o'clock, Wang Sun's eyes were foggy for a moment, and then he came to his senses, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar places around him, and did not act rashly, but first took out the most precious book in his arms, which recorded his memory, and read it several times from beginning to end, before he breathed a long sigh of relief, with unspeakable bitterness and loneliness, and said in his heart:
"Every day I get my memories reset and I'm so unhappy that I don't even know that I don't even have friends, I just feel like I should kill a few people."
As for the realm and cultivation, Wang Sun is different from the others.
Ordinary people's cultivation is inseparable from quantitative changes that cause qualitative changes, expand the path in the body, realize the unity of the heart and spirit, and the integrity of the small world of the body.
Wang Sun was confused: "What kind of person should I be?" Born to kill? But I don't like it, why should I lose my memory? β
Inside him, a figure closed its eyes, its body tightly locked out of the gate by several chains.
It is different from those who seek truth.
Both Non-Poison and Shen Youchu needed to open the door and become one with the person inside the door to achieve the unity of heart and spirit, while in Wang Sun's body, that person was outside the door and was trying to walk inside the door.
Suddenly, Wang Sun opened his eyes, seemed to remember something, took out a notebook and recorded it on it, "When you have money in the future, you want to invite Jiang Qiu to drink." β
Jiang Qiu didn't know all this.
This night, because of drunkenness, I slept very uncomfortably.
And no matter how much he tried to hide his emotions, anger, and shame were mixed in, and nightmares were repeated all night.
When he woke up the next day, Jiang Qiu forgot the nightmare he had, but vaguely remembered that he seemed to be crying, he hadn't seen his family for more than two years, and the clue he found again was the picture of them being abused.
But a pair of soft and warm hands helped me wipe away my tears.
Jiang Qiu looked at the sleeping willow leaves beside him with obvious dark circles under his eyes, and fell into silence.