The three of them walked slowly to the silent corridor, only to see Hu Wei's big mouth pulled to the root of his ear, and the scar from the eyebrow bone to the corner of his mouth continued to beat with the muscles of his face, lying on his face like a hideous centipede:

"Yes, this money is not unjustly spent, usually we live in those cheap inns, at night is really noisy and can't sleep at all, can only run the internal force to block the ear, in order to barely sleep, compared with this Yunlin inn, it is a world of difference. ”

Hu Wei is feeling from the heart, if he has cultivated to their level, his facial features and five visions have been reborn, although the ordinary noise does not affect them at all, but he also feels quite bored, if he can have a quiet environment to cultivate, it is the best, it is precisely because of this that there are many martial arts masters, choose to live in seclusion in the mountains, on the one hand, they can get close to nature and better understand the avenue, and the other reason is to avoid the hustle and bustle of the world and the contamination of red dust, so as to improve their state of mind.

Huangfu Lou and Bai Lian both nodded slightly, obviously very satisfied with this Yunlin Inn, the corridor on the third floor is very long, and there is a kind of poetry that leads to a secluded place.

"Hey, isn't that the fourth, it seems that he really can't find his room. ”

Huangfu Lou took the folding fan and pointed to the fourth man in front of him with a confused look and smiled.

Feihu is not illiterate, ordinary simple handwriting, although he can't write, but he can also recognize, this Yunlin Inn in order to improve the style and literary literacy, these rooms are endowed with poetic words, which is difficult for Feihu.

Holding a brass key in his hand, Flying Tiger compared them one by one in front of each room, picked up the wooden sign hanging on the wall, and saw that it read: The peach blossoms in the mountain temple began to bloom, and the flying tiger stared at the wooden card, and secretly counted in his heart:

"One, two, three, four, wu, lu, seven, no, this number of words is not right. ”

Flying Tiger walked along the corridor, comparing room by room, and saw this wooden sign written: Dusk of the dark moon, Feihu frowned, pointed to this wooden card, and used it for more than forty years, all the ink in his belly, but he still felt strange:

"What month, what yellow, not this one. ”

On both sides of the long corridor, every few zhang apart, there was a house, and the flying tiger came over one by one, and he was exhausted, and the flying tiger scratched his hair fiercely, and then scolded a little angrily:

"Damn, this innkeeper is really idle, he has to make such a strange broken name, isn't this fooling people!"

Feihu had already given friendly greetings to the innkeeper's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, and suddenly, he saw Hu Wei and the three of them walking slowly towards him.

"Fourth, you arrived one step ahead of us, why don't you go back to the room to rest, what are you doing standing here?"

Huangfu Lou smiled gently, and poked the weakness of the fourth child again.

Feihu coughed lightly twice, although he didn't have any ink, the three of them knew about it, but Feihu didn't know why, but he wanted to save face, and saw him pretend to be calm and said:

"Well, what, there's a broken incense in the room, grandpa, I don't like the aroma, so I went out for a walk, yes, for a walk. ”

"Oh, how about the fourth child invite us to your room to sit down?"

Bai Lian was not willing to be lonely, and joked about the flying tiger.

Without waiting for the red-faced Feihu to refute, he saw Hu Wei's huge body take the lead and brought a gust of wind.

snatched the key from Feihu's hand, Hu Wei compared it, then pointed to the room in front of him, and threw the key back into Feihu's arms:

"The willow leaf bamboo forest, this is it, all hurry back to the house to rest, and when they get to the place, there will be no such idle days, and there will definitely be a vicious fight. ”

Feihu took the key, quickly unlocked the door of the room, and hid in the room like a frightened mouse.

Seeing this, Huangfu Lou couldn't help but feel a little funny, the reason why this flying tiger is so taboo that he can't read big characters has to start from many years ago.

In the rivers and lakes, the vast majority of idle martial artists, in fact, have never been to private school, after all, for example, the ancestors of the martial arts family, scholarly families, or a very small minority, most of the people who choose to practice martial arts, the family background is very down, want to seek a livelihood through martial arts, some of the qualifications are better, a little chance of people, have chosen to worship the sect, the sect will naturally cultivate the virtue of the disciples, and even some big factions still need to learn the four books and five classics, the disciples in the sect do not say that they have achieved knowledge, but some esoteric poems, can do a little bit of understanding。

Those who have no chance to worship the martial artists of the entry school, every day and every night are worried about life and exercises, and some martial artists even have enough food and clothing, it has become a problem, in such a harsh environment, how can there be leisure time to read and write, such a reason, but also created a scattered martial arts, nine out of ten are illiterate, and the flying tiger is one of them.

When Feihu's family was poor, his parents were ordinary farmers, and his family suddenly changed when he was a child, when his parents were chopping firewood on the mountain, they encountered heavy rain, and unfortunately were crushed to death by the gravel rolling down the mountain, Feihu was still young, he became an orphan, the government suppressed the people quite ruthlessly, no one had the ability and leisure to adopt the child, in order to survive, the little Feihu had to wander the streets, became a beggar, and lived every day by asking for food.

The young Flying Tiger was oppressed by his peers, so he had to stay away from the noisy streets and hide in the suburbs to beg, and there were few pedestrians in the suburbs, and the people who lived here were all poor people, and they themselves could not eat three meals a day, and where there was excess food to give to the beggars.

The days of the Flying Tiger, even a hungry meal is not as good as a full meal, when the stomach is full, or stealing the meat buns of passers-by, usually meet well-wishers can give some charity, and the Flying Tiger can be happy for several days, but in this world, the people who really have good intentions are still in the minority, and the Flying Tiger has to go to the street to steal, do some secret stealing chickens and dogs, in order to barely survive.

In this way, year after year, day after day, the Flying Tiger is also stumbling on the dirty streets, stumbling to the age of ten, perhaps he is destined to be extraordinary, and the opportunity to belong to the Flying Tiger has finally come.

On this day, the flying tiger went to the street as in the past to find the target, after the success of the hand, this heart and mind went home, although it is home, but the flying tiger lives in just an abandoned broken temple, although this broken temple is a little dilapidated, all kinds of mosquitoes, flies and insects are everywhere, but it can shelter from the wind and rain in summer, and can withstand the cold and snow in winter, so as not to sleep on the street and be frozen to death.

Flying Tiger who returned to the broken temple, holding half a roast chicken he had just bought, was ready to treat himself, because today was his birthday, and it was also the death day of his parents, he opened the simple straw mat he had weaved, but he didn't expect that there was a man covered in blood lying on the straw mat, after all, he had been on the street for many years, although the young Flying Tiger was startled, but he didn't have too much fear, Feihu stretched out his hand to test his snort, and found that the man was not dead, and there was still a faint breath.

The man was injured all over his body, and most of the blood in his body was lost, although Feihu did some dirty things like stealing chickens and dogs, but his heart was a kind person, if he didn't save himself, this man would definitely die in front of his eyes.

Feihu made his decision, this is a choice that changed his life, he saved this man he didn't know, Feihu first simply treated his wound, tied it with a strip of cloth to avoid excessive blood loss, and then took out all the silver taels on his body, and ran to the pharmacy with all his strength to buy some herbs to treat the injury, and gave the man good medicine, it has been half a day.

The next day, the strange man woke up, and the young Feihu knew that the person he saved was a warrior who was chased and killed by the enemy, and the man's strength was not weak, and after killing all those enemies, he was also seriously injured.

The man valued the heart and kindness of the young Flying Tiger, so he accepted the Flying Tiger as an apprentice, and since then, the Young Flying Tiger has become a master like a father.

The vicissitudes of life, in a hurry ten years in a blink of an eye, the flying tiger has reached twenty, these years with the master to go south and north, after wind and rain, the strength of the flying tiger, has far surpassed his master, the martial arts is a long way, the flying tiger has placed the old master, embarked on the road of pursuing the strong, but, just the flying tiger alone, he encountered the pain that he can not erase for life.

Feihu, who was in the prime of his youth, met his beloved woman and fell in love at first sight, this is the idiom used by Feihu when he told Huangfu Lou about this past, and this is also the only word that Feihu can say.

This woman is a young lady, and the flying tiger met on the street, since then, the two have mutual affection, the flying tiger will also go to the woman's room every night, will write a note of friendship, secretly thrown into her window, the woman will also secretly reply, she is a young lady, since she was a child, she has read poetry and books, often write love poems, but the flying tiger can't understand a word, the two of them are like this, you come and go, pass on love to each other.

After all, it is the gap in status and knowledge, the woman feels really tired, she is day and night, containing the poems of love, but the other party has never been able to understand, and there is an unbridgeable gap between the two.

Finally one day, the woman is no longer replying to the letter, even if the flying tiger goes to the woman's window every day and night, throws in countless notes, still no news, and finally the woman only replied to a poem, but the flying tiger does not know what is written on it, he does not know what he did wrong, until one day, when the flying tiger accidentally passed by the woman's mansion, the lamp was colorful, and the scene of red ribbons hanging everywhere made him feel like he had been hit by thunder and thunder, and so he hurriedly asked the onlookers to know that the woman was going to marry today, and the person who married was a talented poet, everyone said that it was the two of them who were talented and beautiful, and the two also wrote a poem together, to express love.

Flying Tiger lost his soul, he thought of the last letter that the woman had given him, and found someone to inquire about it, only to know that this is the love poem written by the woman and the poet, Flying Tiger finally knew the reason, and his heart couldn't help but be secretly sad, and finally met the three people of Huangfu Building, and the four of them wandered the rivers and lakes together in the name of the four saints of the ancient mountain, although the emotional wounds in Feihu's heart slowly faded, but also became an indelible trace in his heart.

Looking at the closed door, Huangfu Lou couldn't help but lament, over the years, Feihu has always thought that he couldn't recite poetry to fight against him, so he is particularly sensitive to this aspect, but Huangfulou has always wanted to tell Feihu that in fact, he is not losing in his chest, but the two are not people of the same world at all, just like the starlight in the sky and the glowing fireflies on the ground, how can they love each other.