Si Xiang and Yuan Xue went back to the room to rest, while the Northern Meditation Cultivator sat at the door of the main village and thought.

If you're lucky, you only need to wander around Fengyun Village to find a herring roe that doesn't know where to shrink, or a beggar who hasn't enjoyed the warm midday sun for a day.

But Bei Ming Xiu has always thought that his luck is not very good, otherwise he would not be targeted by Fang Chengyi, and now he would not be stirred into the muddy waters of Fengyun Village.

It's just that now, he kind of wants to beat Xu Jinsong.

If this thing hadn't stood by before, maybe the dust would have settled long ago.

"Just by looking at you, you know you want to scold me. Xu Jinsong walked out of the autonomous village with a smile and groaned, and said bluntly, "If you want to scold, just scold directly, I won't beat you no matter how ugly it is." ”

Bei Mingxiu stood up and gave him a roll of his eyes.

Xu Jinsong patted Bei Mingxiu's shoulder like a familiar man, and said, "Zhou Han, it's really not that I deliberately released the water, who knew that guy would be able to escape from the joint pursuit of you and Si Xiang." And it's not like I haven't done anything, I've used spells anyway. ”

Thinking of the water balloon that had fallen only after the other party had fled, Bei Mingxiu suddenly wanted to turn his previous thoughts into reality.

Xu Jinsong caught a glimpse of Bei Mingxiu's gaze, and said righteously: "Think about it from another angle, if there is anything else on the other party that saves his life, won't you explain it there?"

Bei Mingxiu sneered and did not speak.

Maybe that guy is hiding, but why isn't he?

During the pursuit, he only absorbed about three days of spiritual power.

Xu Jinsong spread his hands helplessly and said: "If you want to suspect that I have something to do with that guy, then I can't help it, anyway, I'm not afraid of shadows." ”

He smiled a little awkwardly and said embarrassedly, "Actually...... It's just that I'm lazy. ”

Bei Ming Xiu said: "This is about the same. ”

Xu Jin Songqi said: "Although I admit that I am indeed lazy, why are you suddenly willing to take care of me?"

"At least you're still being honest. ”

"And in a way, I like to be lazy too. ”

Xu Jinsong laughed loudly, patted Bei Mingxiu's shoulder heavily, and said happily: "Just say this to you, I will recognize you as a friend." ”

Beiming Xiuzhen didn't know why Xu Jinsong could be so familiar, so he let out a casual sigh, turned around and left.

He has always been accustomed to being cautious about this kind of person who doesn't know the roots.

Xu Jinsong looked at his back with some regret, shook his head slightly, and said to himself: "Didn't you mix with those two girls quite comfortably before, is it necessary to be so careful now?"

He smiled helplessly, and planned to go out into the streets, thinking about how to make this little slippery guy trust him a little more genuinely.

......

Bei Mingxiu originally planned to go back to the room directly to sharpen his sword intent and prepare for the next meeting with that guy, but when he saw the burly figure drinking alone in front of the stone, he couldn't help but walk over.

When he first came to Fengyun Village, he did intend to befriend Sikong Han, but when the old priest's matter passed, he lost trust in him and didn't treat him very well.

A friendship that has lost trust is just an empty shell.

But he was still going to comfort him.

The pain of losing one's loved ones has to be borne by one person, and even a man who is beaten with iron may not be able to bear it.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator sat opposite Sikong Han.

Sikong Han's face was no longer domineering when he blocked people at the gate of Fengyun Village, but instead of a thick sadness.

His face was flushed, his eyes were gloomy, and it seemed that only in this half-drunk, half-awake state could he attain peace of mind.

Seeing the Northern Meditation Cultivator sit down, Sikong Han's expression darkened, and he didn't kick the Northern Meditation Cultivator directly like he had driven away the two cultivators who were responsible for protecting him before.

"It's you. "Tianhe

Bei Mingxiu nodded, trying to pull the wine jar away from his hand, but he couldn't get Sikong Han to let go, so he went with the flow and persuaded: "Drinking can't change anything." ”

"The third brother is gone, Lao Tzu is unhappy, can't you?" Maybe because he didn't fight against alcohol with his spiritual power in his body, Sikong Han was obviously very drunk, and shouted at the sky, "I'm ** day you**"

Bei Mingxiu patted his hand holding the wine jar and said, "The master of the three villages will not want to see you like this. ”

Sikong Han glanced at him in confusion and laughed at himself.

"The third brother has always been the one who makes the eldest brother feel at ease, he was bullied when he was young, he won't cry or make trouble, he just swallows this breath in his heart, and then he practices boxing more desperately. But I just can't swallow this breath, and once I know who did it, I always go to help him find the field. ”

"I don't even know how many non-long-eyed guys I beat him up when I was a kid. ”

"But Lao Tzu never regretted it. ”

"He is my younger brother, the smartest old man in our Sikong family, the eldest brother once said that he thinks too much, but don't be like my father, he is like an old man at a young age. ”

"I was in the first half of his life, but I still couldn't protect him. ”

The more Sikong Han spoke, the more excited he became, and slapped his palm on the wine jar, and the entire wine jar shattered and exploded.

The wine and debris were splashed everywhere, but Sikong Han's hands were also marked with several blood marks, and the blood kept flowing out.

"Why didn't I protect him!"

Sikong Han roared, his face already full of tears.

He stared at the remaining drinks on the table, as if to tear apart the person reflected in the wine.

Bei Mingxiu looked at the brother in front of him who was almost blamed for himself, sighed, and said: "It's not your fault, the other party's methods are too insidious, even if we are all here, we may not be able to prevent it." ”

He stared at Sikong Han's eyes, and said firmly: "If you continue to give up on yourself here, how can you avenge the master of Sanzhai?"

Hearing this, Sikong Han's body was shocked, and the clarity in his eyes flashed.

After a while, he raised his head and squinted slightly, as if only in this way could he break through the confusion of the faltering phantoms in front of him and see the people in front of him truly.

"Little Brother Zhou, I'm sorry for the past two days. ”

Because of drunkenness, his tongue was a little bigger, but it did not hinder the sincerity of the tone in his words.

Bei Mingxiu smiled and nodded, and said, "I know, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to calm down." ”

Sikong Han showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said: "As a result, you still need to be comforted by a guy who is angry with Lao Tzu, how can Lao Tzu raise his head in front of you in the future?"

He looked at Bei Ming Xiu, his face was even more drunk, so he was even more heroic: "As long as that thief dares to appear in Fengyun Village, I will definitely screw off his head and put it in front of the grave of the third brother!"

After shouting this bold sentence, Sikong Han fell straight down.

Drink half of the inventory in the Fengyunzhai wine cellar in one go, and no matter how determined the man is, he will only have the ending of getting drunk.

Bei Mingxiu was a little helpless to drag the big man with about two of his own weight to the Sikong Jing room, handed over the mess to Sikong Jing, and then returned to his room satisfied.

Sikong Han and Xu Jinsong are both people he only met after he came to Fengyun Village.

Although Sikong Han called him a brother after that meeting, this trust was almost shattered just because of a clumsy misfortune, although it was only the result of the impulse of the second village master, there would be some mustard in his heart after all.

And Xu Jinsong has been friendly to him since they first met, and seems to treat him as a friend from the heart, and the same is true for everyone else.

But if you let the Northern Meditation Cultivator choose one person as a close friend, it is more likely that Sikong Han will still be able to do so.

The reason is that Sikong Han is relatively simple, he doesn't have any eyes, and he will directly scold anyone who doesn't like him, or even punch directly.

And Xu Jinsong, who is attentive to everyone, seems to be more attentive to him, but gives him an unpredictable sense of mystery, and he can't help but wonder in his heart whether this guy has any purpose for approaching him.

Relatively speaking, the pair of sisters of the Snow Peak Sword Sect were easier to get along with, although one didn't seem to like chatting with people very much, and the other was still a child, he would still feel much more relaxed.

Maybe it's because the way they get along is very similar to the brother and brother he has been longing for for a long time.

Of course, the word Gong may have to be changed.