The next day, in the morning.

Liu Sanbian came to Boyun Villa again and asked Gao Yi about Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao's customs clearance documents.

After receiving the reply that it had been handled and that he would send them away today, Liu Sanbian did not linger and turned to leave.

In the lobby, Gao Yi watched Liu Sanbian leave with his back hand.

He stood still, his gaze on the imposing city in the distance, where the outline could be faintly seen.

It was the core of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Gao Yi was silent for a while, then suddenly tilted his head slightly, and said to an old servant behind him who was silent:

"Those two guests, send them on their way today. ”

"Yes, owner. ”

He paused for a moment and added.

"Well, it's on the road to leave Dawei. ”

"Yes, owner. ”

————

The Lord of Boyun Mountain.

A pavilion sits on the shore of a lake surrounded by willows.

At this time, there was a person in the pavilion.

Su Xiaoxiao knelt on the seat in the pavilion with her legs and her upper body on the railing.

She looked down at the carp swimming in the lake, pursed her pink lips, and her narrow fox eyes widened slightly, and her expression was concentrated.

She shrunk one hand in front of her chest, raised the other, and grabbed a full hand of feed, sprinkling a little left and a little right.

As soon as the feed fell to the surface of the lake, red and white carp came out and scrambled to be the first.

The little fox demon had a lot of fun.

At this moment, a young Confucian scholar carrying a bookcase outside the pavilion strode in, came to her side, and pulled her ponytail.

"Let's go. ”

"Oooh. ”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded in response, but did not turn back immediately, and the hand that was full of feed suddenly opened.

She stared at the "boiling" lake with wide eyes, straightened up, raised the corners of her mouth and clapped her hands, carrying the small bookcase on the side, and trotted to catch up with Zhao Rong, who had already walked away.

"Where did you just go?"

Zhao Rong pondered for a moment, "I met Brother Sanchang." ”

"Isn't he gone, I haven't seen him for two days. ”

"I don't know, he came back again, but he left right away, well, probably knowing that we were leaving today, come back and see. ”

"Where are we going now? Didn't we hear from the food delivery man in the morning and tell us to wait in the pavilion, and someone sent us away?"

"Don't wait, we'll go now. ”

"Oh. ”

Su Xiaoxiao replied and didn't ask any more.

The young Confucian thought for a moment and glanced at the little fox demon.

"Brother Sanbian hasn't gone far yet. ”

————

After Liu Sanbian left Boyun Villa, he went all the way down the mountain to Liangjing.

On the way, he walked without hurrying or slowing.

Even passing by an open-air liquor store where he used to drink on credit when he was young, he stopped and said a few words to the proprietress who was no longer half-aged and led drinkers to peek quietly.

Ask if the green bamboo wine in the store is still a tael.

Liu Sanchang stopped all the way.

He knew that there were two people behind him, but he didn't care, because he knew that the man was measured.

Liu San changed into Liangjing City.

Walk through the bustling crowds.

Following familiar and unfamiliar memories, I came to an open-air noodle restaurant.

He dropped a few grains of broken silver and ordered a bowl of noodles.

He subconsciously turned left and came to a greasy table in the southwest corner, and sat on the bench on the right without hesitation, waiting quietly.

He lowered his head slightly, caught by something next to the stool across the table.

It was an old wooden board that covered the ground.

The entire open-air noodle shop has a sandstone floor, only there is a wooden plank there.

The wooden planks were already dirty and full of footprints, trampled on by countless noodle eaters.

Liu Sanbian was a little distracted.

In fact, when he was in Yunshui Cave, he didn't feel sad the moment he learned that his loved ones had left.

The hand holding the letter did not suddenly force or let go suddenly.

Something that didn't have a heart-to-heart rush came out of those gloomy eyes without saying hello.

Even the eyes of the family letter were only calmly swept over the line of text announcing his father's death.

Then read the letter without speed or slowness.

There are no stormy memories, no dim senses.

Everything is sparse and ordinary.

The scenery of Yunshui Grottoes is still beautiful, and the warm sun in the afternoon is still leisurely.

At that time, he just lowered his head and carefully folded the letter, and the smile on his face when he opened the letter was still on his face.

After that, he continued to do what he had to do every day.

Teach the dolls to box, and listen to the children in the family report on their school studies.

Eat, practice boxing, drink, sleep.

Eat, practice boxing, drink, sleep.

Eat, practice boxing, drink, sleep.

......

Only one day later.

He fell asleep in the afternoon.

I woke up naturally.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the green basket swaying in the wind outside the window.

Suddenly, he got up and began to pack his bags.

He felt that he had to go back and see.

......

The owner of the old noodle shop brought the hot noodles to the table.

Liu Sanbian pulled out two chopsticks, tapped the table upright, and then flipped them.

He blew lightly on the hot noodles that had just come out of the pot, and did not immediately rush the noodles, but first picked out the beef on the noodles and finished eating, and then picked out two spoonfuls of chili oil from the small ingredients on the table, poured them evenly on the noodles in a circle, and stirred the noodles twice with chopsticks.

After that, it was another busy meal before he began to speak.

This skillful operation made the noodle shop owner who was about to leave pause.

"Hey, old acquaintance, did the guest officer come often before, but why didn't the old man have an impression? Look at my memory......

Liu San became bored and ate noodles and did not answer.

"Alas, business has not been good in the past six months, and old familiar customers are even rarer, and the way to eat the guest officer is still more than ten years ago when the old man first opened, teaching guests, and then many people are troublesome, so they will no longer teach. ”

Liu Sanbian still eats noodles quietly.

The owner of the noodle restaurant grabbed the sweat towel around his neck and wiped his sweat, "The last time I ate noodles like this was the old Liu half a year ago...... Alas. ”

The noodle shop owner shook his head halfway through the sentence and left.

After a while, Liu Sanbian finished eating a bowl of noodles, he ordered another bowl and continued to eat.

After that, bowl after bowl.

It's as if you're going to eat until the noodle restaurant closes.

Just about an hour later, there was a sudden commotion on the street where the noodle shop was located.

Then two more gongs sounded, as if it were a customary code.

The whole street suddenly boiled.

"The little ancestor is here, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hurry up, don't eat. ”

"Wait a minute, you return the chopsticks!"

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!"

The people on the street fled like ants in a hot pot.

The same is true of the open-air noodle restaurant where Liu Sanbian works.

The owner of the noodle shop hurriedly urged the guests to leave.

"Everyone, the old rule, hurry up, don't run into that evil young man, he sleeps in the Qinglou every day until noon, he has to pass by our street, and it is the most irritable time, don't get in the way of his eyes, otherwise there will be no good fruit to eat." “

The noodle restaurant has been in a sharp decline since the unlucky incident half a year ago, but it has some advantages at this time, after all, there are few customers.

But as soon as the noodle shop owner breathed a sigh of relief, his eyelids jumped as he swept his gaze slightly.

Because at this time, in the southwest corner of the noodle stall, a lonely figure was still eating noodles with his head bored, ignoring the surrounding movements.

In particular, the position he was in happened to be the place where the accident happened half a year ago.

The owner of the noodle shop was upset.

He turned his head to look at the empty street, which was about to become, gritted his teeth, and hurried towards the guest.

"Don't eat, run!"

The noodle shop owner yelled at a low voice.

Hearing this, Liu Sanbian put down the chopsticks and the empty noodle bowl.

The noodle shop owner's hanging heart was slightly relaxed, "Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and ......"

But in the next second, the noodle shop owner's heart jumped suddenly.

"One more bowl. ”

The voice is flat.

A few grains of broken silver bounced on the table.

The owner of the noodle shop stared, didn't say a word, turned his head and ran, no longer staying.

Crazy, crazy.