Chapter 11 The Juggling Troupe
When he walked into the village, Li Xuanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
The small stone on his back was already drowsy, such a big wind and rain, he didn't dare to really let him fall asleep, and the moisture entered the body and suffered the cold, it was extremely troublesome!
I can't even eat a full meal, and it's even more extravagant to see a doctor in the middle of looking for a doctor.
Li Xuanfeng bent down slightly, wanting to put the small stone on the ground, but the small stone just strangled his neck, shouting sleepily and unwilling to come down.
Li Xuanfeng looked tired, and his speech was a little listless: "If you move your body, don't fall ill, in this world, human life is the least valuable! If you are sick, senior brother is afraid that he will not even have the strength to bury you!"
Xiao Shi reluctantly let go of his hand, stepped on a few pieces of mud on the ground, and looked around a few times, but he didn't see Fang Wenzheng's figure, and he was a little lost: "Little Senior Brother, do you think Senior Brother will really leave!"
Hearing this, a flash of panic flashed on Li Xuanfeng's face: "Senior brother, hasn't he always been like this, you should have been used to it a long time ago!"
Xiao Shi turned his face and stared at Li Xuanfeng without moving: "Actually, you are also afraid, right?"
Li Xuanfeng lowered his head: "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid that Senior Brother will leave us behind!In that case, in this world, no one will really care about us anymore, even if Senior Brother can only steal a bite of food for us!" Xiao Shi said, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Little Senior Brother, one day, you will also leave me, right?"
Seeing that Li Xuanfeng's expression was a little evasive, Xiao Shi grinned and squeezed out a smile: "When the time comes, Senior Brother just leaves, we are together, sooner or later we will starve to death! When I was a child, Shi Shi was abandoned by his parents, and no matter how old he was, he was abandoned by his master, if there is really no way to live one day, I just hope that Senior Brother can say goodbye to me before throwing me down, that is, goodbye, maybe there will be a goodbye period, Senior Brother, I don't want to be abandoned all the time!"
Li Xuanfeng closed his eyes in pain, opened his mouth wide, and let out some moans like suffocation in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
On a rainy and stormy night, there was a faint sound of pushing the door.
The little stone pulled Li Xuanfeng's sleeve, his expression was colored again, and he only said in surprise: "Someone, maybe the senior brother, if the senior brother can find a place to shelter from the rain, it would be great!"
Without waiting for Li Xuanfeng to react, Xiao Shi had already pulled Li Xuanfeng and hurriedly ran forward.
It's just that the night is too dark, and the rain is mixed with yellow fog, so that people can't tell where the sound of pushing the door comes from.
In the mouth of the little stone, he just called Fang Wenzheng's name eagerly, but naturally he didn't get a response, and the further he went, the thicker the fog became, so that the little stone stumbled and fell to the ground.
When Li Xuanfeng pulled the little stone up again, the little stone stopped shouting, but just trembled and cried.
Li Xuanfeng wanted to ask, but suddenly felt that his hand was unusually tight by the small stone.
Li Xuanfeng understands the temperament of his little junior brother, and he will not fall down, so he will cry and cry for pity when he is squeamish.
Sure enough, when Xiao Shi's mouth said the word "dead", a chill surged in Li Xuanfeng's back.
And raised his head, I don't know when there was a little light in the rain and fog, but the light was really strange, the two lights were faint, and the two lights were reflected by the fog as if they had grown hair, and they were swinging like a wandering spirit......
A hand stretched out from his back, and when Li Xuanfeng wanted to exclaim, his mouth was also blocked.
Looking back, Li Xuanfeng's undecided mind finally eased a little.
Fang Wenzheng still had a straight face, and dragged Li Xuanfeng to the back of the stone mill in the rice field on the side of the road, where the small stone was already waiting early.
Seeing Li Xuanfeng coming back, Xiao Shi looked frightened and said aggrievedly: "Little senior brother, where are you going? I can't call you back no matter how much I shout!"
Li Xuanfeng's face was full of doubts: "Haven't you seen those two lanterns?"
Seeing Xiao Shi's blank face, Li Xuanfeng only felt that his hands and feet were cold.
Beside him, Fang Wenzheng was a little impatient and took out something from his waist and threw it into Li Xuanfeng's arms: "There is a lightning strike wood in the arms of the fourth child, so I won't be confused by this evil thing!"
Li Xuanfeng took it, but found that it was a stack of square yellow paper, wrapped in a very thin layer of oiled paper.
"Don't get wet, otherwise, I won't be able to save you tonight!"
Li Xuanfeng was stunned, and then laughed and said, "Evil thing, senior brother, don't you want to use the old liar to deceive and scare me?"
Fang Wenzheng glanced at him, took off an object wrapped tightly in twine behind his back, and untied it, revealing a corner of the sword scabbard with patina, and stroked it for a long time. Fang Wenzheng just sighed: "You shouldn't have exchanged the sword left by the old liar for copper coins!"
Li Xuanfeng didn't know what he meant, so he turned his face and said with a gloomy expression: "Then it's better to go over and do some things like stealing chickens and dogs, and get beaten in plain terms, and in the end it's not going to starve to death!"
Fang Wenzheng sneered: "When you rushed to stuff the buns in your mouth, why didn't you see you say these righteous and awe-inspiring words?"
Li Xuanfeng was dumbfounded for a while, and was silent for a moment before he smiled bitterly: "Why are you like this, there is no way to live, why do you still have to cling to that little bit of poor master-apprentice relationship with the old liar? Do you have to wait for me and the little junior brother to end up like the second senior brother?"
Fang Wenzheng's body trembled: "The second child is to blame, what do you want him to do?"
Li Xuanfeng was stunned, and then angrily threw Fang Wenzheng to the ground, and hissed: "Second Senior Brother is to blame? Fang Wenzheng, how blind am I to think that you are also a loving and righteous person, after all, you are still wearing a pair of pants with the old liar after all! If there is no Second Senior Brother, do you think that I, Li Xuanfeng, will stay in the mountain gate all these years? What qualifications do you have to say about him?"
Fang Wenzheng tried to push Li Xuanfeng away, but it seemed that his stomach had been empty for too long, or maybe it was because he had been beaten severely by stealing buns during the day, so he couldn't exert his strength.
Such a weak appearance caused even more disdain in Li Xuanfeng's eyes, and he sneered: "You look like you, you are also worthy of being a senior brother?"
Fang Wenzheng coughed a few times and turned his head: "This way, you are boring to follow, and I am also boring to wait, if you think I am not worthy of being a senior brother, just go, why bother to insult me so hard, childish and ridiculous!"
Li Xuanfeng smashed the yellow paper on Fang Wenzheng's face, laughed miserably, and only called the small stone: "Let's go!"
Fang Wenzheng grabbed Li Xuanfeng violently, and his face was extremely resolute: "You still have relatives in your family, there is always a place to return, and the little junior brother will stay!"
Li Xuanfeng said: "Then I will take the little stone to join my relatives!"
Fang Wenzheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, in the current world, no one wants to give an extra bite of food to irrelevant people! Even you, after you go back, you will inevitably suffer cold eyes, and you will be a brother...... As a brother, I only hope that your heart will not be so anxious in the future, and you will be more forbearing, and your life will be better!"
Li Xuanfeng's body stiffened, and he sneered: "According to your wishes, if Xiaoshi follows you, will he have a mouthful of food? Will you steal it? How many times can you be beaten to death with your bones? When someone is beaten to death one day, will Xiaoshi also die with you?"
Fang Wen's front was red, and his voice was lowered, only muttering: "There is always a way, there is always a way......"
Li Xuanfeng chuckled, picked up the small stone and was about to leave, but Fang Wenzheng behind him didn't know where the strength came from, he grabbed Li Xuanfeng's arm tightly, but his eyes looked at the small stone, and his eyes flickered: "Little junior brother, do you believe in being a brother?"
Xiao Shi was silent, he had never liked Fang Wenzheng.
Fang Wenzheng realized something, his clenched hand suddenly let go, and his words also carried a hint of begging: "Don't steal or rob, I also have a way!"
Li Xuanfeng looked tired and sneered: "Pretending to be a god like an old liar?
At this moment, a cry suddenly sounded in the rainy night, and Li Xuanfeng looked at Fang Wenzheng, and the sneer on his face became even heavier.
Fang Wenzheng didn't look at him again, hesitated for a long time, smiled dejectedly, and said, "It's still here after all!"
With that, he drew his sword, let the rain flow down the bright body of the sword over the inscription, and slowly walked to the middle of the muddy road, and stood with the sword in his hand.
The silence was broken by an empty and eerie sound of music, and the rain curtain seemed to disperse out of thin air at this moment.
The disdain on Li Xuanfeng's face gradually disappeared, and he also knew a lot about the methods of pretending to be a ghost, but like this, he had never seen it.
Before Li Xuanfeng could answer, he had already heard Fang Wenzheng's loud shout, as for what he was scolding, Li Xuanfeng didn't know, but at this moment, the wind in the night suddenly became sharp, like crying and complaining, full of resentment.
Fang Wenzheng's robe was obviously soaked, but at this moment, he puffed up his wind bag and hunted.
The surroundings were clearly empty, and in the mud all over the place, there were splashes everywhere, and I don't know what was the trace of stepping on.
Fang Wenzheng slowly raised his fingers, pinched a strange handprint, and slashed through the sword body, blood and water were dripping, and the cold blade seemed to be covered with a layer of red light.
Looking at the slender figure standing still in the wind and rain, Li Xuanfeng's heart, for some reason, trembled slightly......