The hostess's inn.

There were a few wine jugs on Jing Yao's table, but he didn't drink a single sip. At this moment, his attention was all on Gao Ren, who sat beside him, his eyes hollow, not saying a word, and his head hooked down hard, as if he was about to burrow into his chest before stopping.

This made Jing Yao feel very weird...... So much so that after a glass of wine was served, the rim of the glass just touched his lips and was put back on the table. If it was just a strange behavior, Jing Yao would not have made such a fuss, after all, Gao Ren was originally a strange person and a madman. Madness can always be associated with weirdness, and the behavior of madmen cannot be measured by common sense. When people eat, madmen eat, people drink, and madmen may hold a urine jar as a baby.

The only difference was that Jing Yao felt fear from Gao Ren's body. All people are afraid, and madmen are no exception. When people have their minds and begin to look at the world with their own eyes, the feeling of fear also arises spontaneously, and it has always accompanied them. When a person lives in the world until he dies, there is definitely more fear than joy, and there is more sorrow than fear, which is really a very helpless thing. But this sorrow is too much, and either rejoicing or not being overjoyed, or it will become a whirlpool that constantly pulls people down. Falling into it, it's fear.

While fear is not a complicated emotion, unlike other emotions, it takes a long time to develop. Joy and sorrow are always in an instant, when they eat something delicious and get what they want, they will immediately laugh out loud, and the smile will be on their faces, and even a blind man can know that this person is really happy. The same is true of sorrow, the last moment, the past came to my heart, and at this moment tears can immediately burst out of my eyes. There is not the slightest interval in between, and many times even I don't know why this emotion comes so suddenly.

But Gao Ren's fear has no time to brew, let alone a process of accumulation. Unlike in early spring, when the rain melts the ice and snow little by little, the earth and tree branches reveal their original appearance, and then a piece of tender green will gradually emerge. It was more like a person dancing on the extremely solid ice, and suddenly the ice under his feet shattered, and the biting cold and suffocating feeling wrapped around him from all directions like a tide. At this time, neither struggling nor calling for help will help, only never-ending despair.

Jing Yaozai carefully understood Gao Ren's feelings, and felt that the word fear was still a little inappropriate, and despair was more appropriate. But how could Gao Ren, a person like Gao Ren, who is a game-like person, who is detached from things and has always been eclectic, suddenly feel a sense of despair? Jing Yao faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he really couldn't figure out what the problem was. After all, until he walked into this shop, Gao Ren was still so out of tune, and even shouted loudly to let the proprietress serve wine.

"Drinking?"

Jing Yao asked.

He shoved his glass, which had been filled with wine, in front of Gao Ren. Along with the wine, the proprietress also sent two plates of side dishes, a plate of dried tofu, and a plate of Jing Yao couldn't name it, and it was not something he was familiar with after coming to these five royal domains.

Gao Ren didn't answer, didn't pick up the wine glass, just let it stay alone on the table, but picked up the chopsticks, grabbed a piece of dried tofu, put it in his mouth, and after taking a small bite, he suddenly coughed violently.

"Ahem......"

Gao Ren couldn't stop coughing, and his voice sounded quite heartbreaking. Today, I was about to hurriedly ask my subordinates to pour a bowl of white water, wanting Gao Ren to take a few sips and be smooth. But Gao Ren waved his hand at this Jing Yao again and again, his hands were already trembling very badly because of coughing, but he still insisted, picked up the chopsticks tremblingly, picked up the dried tofu that had just fallen on the table, and put it in his mouth to chew.

When a person chews, of course, his mouth must be closed. But Gao Ren's cough would not stop because he closed his mouth, so it turned into a muffled sound...... It seems to come out of the nostrils and ears.

He finally swallowed the tofu dry, but with this swallow, his cough stopped. Gao Ren patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief. Jing Yao's eyes froze, and he felt that the fear and despair on Gao Ren's body were much lighter than before. He glanced at the small plate of dried tofu on the table, there were only three pieces! But now the amount doesn't matter, Jing Yao didn't have the heart to complain about why the proprietress was so picky, he felt that this was inconspicuous, how could a thin three pieces of dried tofu have the ability to dispel fear and despair?

Thinking about it, Jing Yao also picked up the chopsticks, ready to pick up a piece of dried tofu and taste what was different. But when the chopsticks in his hand had just stretched forward three inches, Gao Ren was already in a hurry, picked up all the three pieces of dried tofu saved on the plate, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

When Jing Yao saw this scene, she wanted to laugh inexplicably...... The corners of his mouth tried to hook back a few times, but he couldn't laugh after all. Along the way, Jing Yao was lazy, and the only time she cheered up was when she met the three altar court clothed guests. The rest of the time, he was either talking nonsense to himself, or he was like a child, interested in a tree or a grass on the side of the road. But more time, it's squinting, as if drunk, stumbling, staggering down the road. It's like Fang Cai's agility, but it hasn't been seen once.

At this point, Jing Yao became more and more interested in this dried tofu. He wanted to yell at the back hall and ask the proprietress to get more dried tofu. But as soon as these words reached his throat, his mouth was covered by Gao Ren's hand.

"It's not tasty. ”

Gao Ren said.

Jing Yao finally laughed this time, and her smile was extremely hearty.

A madman is a madman!

You can forget the fear for no reason because you eat a piece of dried tofu, and even use chopsticks to compete with Jing Yao when you know that it is not delicious. Whether this dried tofu is delicious or not, Gao Ren should have known before he coughed. Only a madman would insist on eating everything he doesn't like to eat, everything that is not delicious.

However, Jing Yao was a little relieved that Gao Ren still stretched out his hand to stop him, which also made Jing Yao avoid an opportunity to eat something unpalatable. Although Jing Yao is a prairie person and lives a heroic and rough life, as long as she is a human, she will not like to eat unpalatable things. It's true that everyone is difficult to reconcile, but everyone knows that the rice is really fragrant and the is unpalatable.

"It's not delicious, why did you eat four pieces in a row?"

Jing Yao asked after laughing enough.

At this time, his mood also improved, and he picked up the wine that he had poured out before and gave it to Gao Ren again, and drank it all.

"I didn't taste it until the fourth piece, and I found it not to taste. ”

Gao Ren said.

Jing Yao pursed his lips, he didn't believe what Gao Ren said at all.

After all, he put the last three pieces of dried bean curd in his mouth together, and there was no order at all. But when I saw Gao Ren's serious face, I was unconsciously shaken......

"If it's not delicious, don't eat it. Let's eat something good!"

Jing Yao said very casually.

"Hmm...... It's about eating more, the more you eat, the better, the better!"

Gao Ren nodded and said.

This makes Jing Yao very unaccustomed to it, it stands to reason that Gao Ren should be sarcastic at this moment, and he will never agree with his statement in such a serious way. But Gao Ren did exactly that, and his tone and look made Jing Yao have some associations......

He remembered that his mother was like this at the last moment of her life, when she told him about the aftermath. Although it was coming, his mother didn't say a word to Jing Yao, just let Jing Yao sit at the head of her bed, and reached out and kept stroking down from the top of his head, all the way to his shoulders, and then to the broad back. And so on and so on, until the arm completely lost its strength, and fell heavily on the bed.

When Gao Ren talked about eating more, the look in his eyes when he ate more was exactly the same as Jing Yao's mother's dying eyes. Reluctance reveals resoluteness, but more is worry and confusion......

From the very beginning when Jing Yao picked up the wine glass and drank it now, after only one cup of tea, there were so many changes in Gao Ren's body. Jing Yao didn't know how to face it, so she could only call the boss lady to the back hall.

"What's the need?"

The proprietress dragged her steps towards the hall, but she didn't see anyone, and heard her voice first. But it sounded like the proprietress was extremely indifferent, which really didn't look like the attitude of a proprietress who opened a store. Jing Yao was stunned at first, and then thought that there might be such a shop with a head and a face near this mine, but the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, no matter what attitude this proprietress has, she still has to eat and drink here by waiting for others, so she felt much more comfortable.

"What do you have to eat here?"

Jing Yao asked.

"Delicious food is expensive!"

The proprietress came out of the back hall and said.

Her face was slightly red, and she was close to a foot away from Jing Yao, but when she opened her mouth, Jing Yao could still ask a rush of wine.

This is a better explanation for the previous boss's uncaring attitude. People who are drinking are certainly unwilling to be disturbed. She was drinking with Li Junchang in the back hall, and before she could get drunk, she was interrupted by Jing Yao's shouting, but no matter who she was, she would not have a good face or good temper.

Hearing the old bridesmaid's answer, Jing Yao did not answer, but took out a silver ticket from her sleeve. His movements are very jerky...... Although the clothes of these five kingdoms have been passed down for a month, he still has no habits. Especially people who don't understand why these five royal domains like to sew a pocket in their sleeves and put valuables in it. When she first wore such clothes, Jing Yao still retained her old habit of stuffing things into the placket of her chest or pinning them to her belt. But in this way, it is inevitable that the clothes will be seriously out of shape...... Especially the bulging pile on the chest can always attract the incredible eyes of others. As a last resort, I had to follow the customs of the locals, learn from the people in the Five Great Princes, and put everything in the pocket in my sleeve.

This silver ticket is not a large denomination, but it also has a full hundred taels. Jing Yao was a little proud, after all, silver is easy to use no matter where it is! Since he came to these five royal domains from the grassland, every time he took out a silver ticket, it would make the little two who ran the hall and even the shopkeeper's courtesy multiplied, and he was very warm. Although such happiness is very vulgar, it is much better than the sorrow of not having money.

There are only two things that give men a headache, money and women. When you don't have money, you can't afford to eat or drink, so naturally you don't have women. But when there are more women, the money will be gone in a hurry, and it will soon return to the days when you can't afford to eat or drink.

The proprietress is a woman, and she just takes both of these conditions. But the scene in Jing Yao's imagination did not appear, and the proprietress turned a blind eye to the one hundred taels of silver tickets. After glancing at it lightly, he withdrew his gaze and continued to look at Jing Yao calmly.

Jing Yao was a little embarrassed...... And the only way to resolve this embarrassment is to take out another silver ticket. There is no other way.

As soon as the second silver ticket of one hundred taels fell off the table, before Jing Yao could speak, the proprietress floated to the cabinet standing by the wall like a gust of wind, and there was an extra key in her hand at some point, and there was a red rope tied to the key, and a beautiful wishful knot was tied to it. The whole action is smooth, there is no feeling of dragging, and it looks very pleasing and elegant.

"The best thing here is the meat!"

The proprietress said, gesturing at the cabinet.

However, Jing Yao sat at the table, just blocked by the open cabinet door, and couldn't see what was in the cabinet at all.

"Horse meat!"

The proprietress continued, and took a hang from the cabinet and held it in her hand.

Jing Yao instantly became pleasantly surprised! Their grassland people like to eat horse meat the most, especially the smoked horse meat in the hands of the real proprietor. Most of the time, though, they eat more fresh meat, i.e. meat that has not dried up when the livestock is slaughtered. Cut the lamb into pieces and put it in a pot to cook together with the sheep's head, belly, liver, heart, lungs, etc. After the water boils, skim off the foam, add an appropriate amount of salt, cut the meat into small pieces after cooking, cut the meat on the bone into small pieces with a knife, and eat it directly with your hands. As for bacon, it is often eaten only during the winter months. The horse meat that has been stored for the winter is sprinkled with salt, put on a wooden frame and smoked with pine wood to make the kind of bacon in the hands of the proprietor, and the bacon can be preserved for a long time, and the stored smoked meat can effectively alleviate the lack of meat of the grassland people in the case of poor livestock fat and cannot be slaughtered in winter.

"This hanging meat, two hundred taels?"

Jing Yao asked.

Although the sight of smoked horse meat already made his heart flutter, Jing Yao was not a fool...... Two hundred taels of silver can buy an extremely strong BMW that travels hundreds of miles every day. A hung of bacon, even a whole leg of a horse, is never worth the price.

The proprietress nodded at Jing Yao.

Seeing Jing Yao think for a while, she took out two silver tickets from her sleeve again. At this moment, the money on the table is already as much as four hundred taels. There is also no need for Jing Yao to speak, the proprietress immediately took out a hanging of meat from the cabinet after seeing the silver ticket, carried it with both hands, and returned to the back hall.

Although the smoked horse meat here is really too expensive, Jing Yao saw that her subordinates were so eager to wear it, but there was nothing she could do. It's a bit expensive, but when he thinks that these subordinates have traveled thousands of miles with him to be born and die in the Five Great Kings, what is this bit of silver?

The most difficult complex is lovesickness, which does not specifically refer to the private relationship between men and women, but also a kind of lovesickness for the nostalgia and longing for the hometown.

Compared with smoked horse meat, Jing Yao missed his own residence in the grassland more. The steppe people lived a long-term nomadic and indefinite life, and created tents that were convenient for relocation according to their needs. This camp can be roughly divided into two categories, one is the camp tent for spring, summer and autumn, and the other is the mud, wooden or stone house for winter.

The camp tent is the residence of the steppe people suitable for spring, summer and autumn pastures, and the structure is not too complicated, but to make a camp tent, it requires a high degree of professional craftsmanship. The craftsmen who can make camp tents on the grassland have extremely high status, and they are not even under Jing Yao, the minister. The lower part of the fence is cylindrical, while the upper half is dome-shaped to protect against wind, while the rolled linoleum prevents rainwater from dripping. The various parts that make up the tent frame, wall, roof ring, etc., are called carpenter work when they are opened by the people of the five royal domains. And the felts, tents, top felts, door felts, and various ties were made independently by the women who lived in the tents.

Every tent must have a tripod for making tea.

Three hardwood strips are used to make a bracket for the foot, a section of it is fastened with iron clips, and a hook is set in the middle. After the tripod is erected, hang the teapot on the hook in the middle, and make a fire at the bottom of the teapot to make tea. Jing Yao was most satisfied with a large wooden bed in his tent, and the carvings on it were all painted in different shapes. Ever since he left the prairie, none of the places he had traveled had made him feel comfortable......

The smell of the proprietress cooking meat in the back hall quickly wafted away, and Jing Yao closed her eyes and took a deep breath with her eyes very enjoyable. He hadn't smelled this rich and pure aroma of bacon for a long, long time, so that such a sudden reappearance on the tip of his nose actually made Jing Yao feel a little rusty.

Although the mines in the Zhenbei Royal Domain are also extremely empty and remote, which is completely different from the bustling market, this constant wind and sand seems to have awakened Saibei's dream, and also made Jing Yao return to the midsummer of the grassland royal court. Infinite thoughts grow and spread like weeds after being stung. But in order to protect the beauty in his heart, he can only be paralyzed and obsessed with the footsteps of the distance. If a person has never left his hometown, he will never experience the taste of homesickness. It's a pity that the wind came but woke up from a dream, and the water in another country was sweet, not as good as the full moon in the hometown...... After the desolation, the two should be the same, and the most invincible is the moon and the moon. The beauty of the memory is now desolate after farewell, but it is so bleak and resentful that it is unbearable......

The proprietress quickly cooked the smoked horse meat and put it on a plate and served it, so that Jing Yao wondered if the meat was cooked or not. He used a chopstick to stick the meat on the plate, so that he could not only check whether the meat was cooked or not, but also whether it was rotten. As the saying goes, good wine and rotten meat, no matter what this meat is, it has to taste best after it is cooked! Who expected that as soon as the chopsticks touched the meat, it was like falling into a quagmire, and they went straight down, Jing Yao stretched out her hand with satisfaction, ready to feast.

"Eating meat here is a little less vibe, after all!"

Jin Peng, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke.

Jing Yao raised her head and looked at him after hearing this, not knowing what this sentence meant.

"A large piece of meat should be accompanied by a large bowl of wine, and besides, it should not be eaten in this room. Of course, in the tent, around the warm fire, drinking and eating hot!"

Jin Peng continued.

After hearing this, Jing Yao put down the piece of meat in her hand, rubbed her hands on the table casually twice, and looked at Jin Peng with a calm expression. He knew that his identity seemed to have been discovered by this person, and there was really nothing to refute at the moment. In a place as remote as a mine, human life is nothing. Jing Yao silently moved her right hand under the table, and slowly lifted the hem of her shirt, revealing the handle of the scimitar hidden inside.

It's just that he wonders how Jin Peng sees through his identity as a steppe man...... If it is the love of smoked horse meat, or the way you grasp the meat with your hands, it should not be enough to be sure. It is precisely because of this that Jing Yao still has the last trace of hesitation in her heart. This hesitation was reflected in the fact that his hand did not immediately grasp the blade.

But since Jin Peng dared to say it so directly, he was sure enough. Compared to others, he knows more about the steppe people than others. After all, since he left the headquarters of the Central Investigation Division, no one really knows his experience so well. What Jin Peng talked about to others was often one of the eight thousand lies he had told himself, lying to cover up so many stories, and those few were just stories that belonged to him Jin Peng, and he had no intention of telling others, not even Yuedi, at least not so far.

The sunset in the grassland royal court is even more vast than that of the Zhenbei and Dingxi royal domains. Especially in autumn, the grassland has turned into a piece of loess, and the whole earth is blown into a blur by the evening breeze of this late autumn, if the eyesight is not enough, even a horse or a wolf coming in front of you cannot be stuck, let alone a person lying on the ground, motionless.

The wind and sand in the Zhenbei Wangyu mine have been blowing like this all year round, which has long been accustomed to it, but the wind on the grassland at this time always whistling by, looking extremely restless. All of this people can't help but want to escape from here as soon as possible, and that's exactly what the steppe people did. Now it is almost empty, and most of the grassland people have put away their tents and walked on the road to the transition.

In the midst of such a whistling wind, there was suddenly a groan, and following this sound, it was not difficult to see a figure writhing on the earthy yellow ground. The clothes he wore were also earthy yellow, like sand and turf blown by the wind.

Jin Peng struggled to sit up with great difficulty, but in fact, his body could only support the pillar and allow him to crawl forward for a short distance. Of course, this is his own thought, and when people are happy, their cognition is always extremely inaccurate. In particular, Jinpeng's breathing was heavy and short, and it was obvious that he was injured. But no matter what the reason, it will be very serious to be able to make a person lie on the ground and squirm and twist, and this severity has made Jin Peng, who has always loved life and life, feel that he is going to leave this world forever, and even looks forward to the time to leave sooner in his heart, because he really can't bear this pain......

Jin Peng felt that the pain in his body was gradually disappearing...... This is not a good sign! If you can't feel the pain when you come to pick it up, then you are really close to death. Although he wanted to die quickly to end these pains, when death was really approaching, he was very reluctant. At this moment, he lost even the strength to struggle, and the only thing that could still move was perhaps his spirit and mind.

However, when Jin Peng thought that his hope of life had not yet been reached, and the things that made him miss day and night had not been achieved, under this great unwillingness, his fingers were rejuvenated. But the two slender fingers could not change anything, let alone lift his heavy body forward or stand up. Speaking of which, Jin Peng really didn't know how he was so seriously injured, and he didn't know how he came here after he was injured. But his mind began to think carefully about his enemies, and since he left the headquarters of the Central Investigation Division, he had met very few people. Even if someone released the news that he had left the middle capital, it would be useless, because the people with whom he had the deepest grudge were all in the prison of the Investigation Division, and they could not hurt him at all. Along the way, except for encountering a group of strongmen and two thieves, he didn't even have a chance to do a bad thing.

You know, doing good is slow and requires a lot of prerequisites. Bad things, however, are simple and only take a split second thought. But Jin Peng didn't even have such a thought once, but he was still plotted. The wound was not flesh or bones, but the inside. He was poisoned, but it was far more deadly than a sword, and even the wound could not be seen. What's more, this detoxification is also a troublesome thing, if you don't know what poison the other party has given, there is no way to solve this poison. Unless there is really an immortal here, it is only useful to give him a breath of immortal qi and feed an elixir.

Although Jin Peng did not deliberately wary of others, a person like him, after so many years of tempering, had already developed an instinct that was different from ordinary people, so that he could smoothly avoid some accidents that he did not expect on weekdays. But this time, his abilities didn't have - >>

to make the slightest difference, otherwise he wouldn't be so struggling to live. Gradually, this paralysis began to invade his mind, which made him unusually slow to even think wildly. Just as he was about to lose consciousness, he seemed to hear footsteps. Jin Peng didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but at this time, in such a situation, he couldn't believe it or not, this kind of thought seemed to be innate, blooming from a certain point in his body, and then becoming gorgeous and dazzling. Finally he knew everything, lost consciousness completely, and could no longer hear any sounds. Whether it's the sound of the wind, or the footsteps of the suspected ghosts and gods asking for their lives.

When Jin Peng woke up again, he still didn't feel like he was completely alive. He had not only heard of the return to light, but also witnessed it with his own eyes. It is impossible to count the sudden sobriety or excitement of a person when he is about to die, just as the apparent prosperity of old things is short-lived before they are destroyed. He opened his eyes and looked around, and there were flowers everywhere, and there was a "zil-la-la" movement in his ears, like the sound of wood that was not dry enough to be thrown into the fire.

Before this, Jin Peng had never been to the grassland royal court at all, and he didn't know the customs here, so he wouldn't have thought that he was rescued by a grassland man, and he was lying in the wooden bed in this person's tent at the moment. Just as he was frightened, there was an old woman with a bowl in her hand, still steaming. This old woman looked like a full prairie person, and she couldn't even speak a word in the language of the Five Great Princes, she muttered a lot of words to Jin Peng, which made Jin Peng have a headache, and even wanted to vomit......

After a retch, the old woman was visibly startled. In Jin Peng's impression, the grassland people are all murderous, and even children and children are no exception. The old woman showed a frightened expression, which made Jin Peng feel a little more relieved. His sword was no longer with him, and there really wasn't anything outside to give him anything to rely on and safe. This old woman seems to have a tough body, but the wrinkles on her face and her rickety figure cannot hide the old age brought to her by the years. Only the pair of eyes were still shining brightly, without any gray color, and Jin Peng saw concern and kindness in them.

The eyes of an old woman in her twilight years are exactly the same as those of a young woman, and the impact on Jin Peng is no less than the pain that comes from him all the time. The two were silent for a long time, only the bowl in the old man's hand was still steaming. It wasn't until the heat was exhausted that she put the bowl to her mouth and gestured to tell Jin Peng that it was for him to drink. Body movements, no matter where they are, what kind of race, are almost the same, and of course Jin Peng can understand them. He didn't know what was in that bowl, especially for a person who had been poisoned, and he wouldn't eat and drink such an unknown thing at will. But the old woman saw that Jin Peng did not refuse, so she put the bowl aside first, gently lifted Jin Peng's head, and put several soft things on the back of his neck, so that his upper body could finally stand up.

The old woman picked up the bowl again and put it on Jin Peng's mouth without saying anything. The mouth of the bowl gradually tilted, the warm liquid in the bowl touched his lips, and the rich milky fragrance rushed straight to his head from the tip of his nose, Jing Peng opened his mouth with great effort, and drank in small sips. But there were still two thin white threads that flowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the placket of his chest. The old woman's shoulders seemed to have some problems, and she couldn't lift them too high, and the color of her hands from her wrists to her fingertips was dark, unusual for ordinary people.

As for Jing Yao's action of quietly lifting his shirt under the table, he was also seen by Jin Peng, and of course he also saw his hand. The hand, although not the strongest part of the human body, is the strongest existence among the organs of the whole body. And those dirty things are also cleaned by hand, it can be said that seeing a person's hands, you can understand most of a person's experience and past.

Jing Yao's hands, except that their complexion was not as dark as that of the old woman of the grassland, whether it was from the wrists, the joints of the palms, or even the movements of the fingertips, they were exactly the same. The old woman was holding the bowl. Always hold the bottom of the bowl with your little finger to keep it stable. When Jing Yao picked up the wine glass, it was no different from it. Such a habit is not based on imitation and practice, but can only be cultivated by being exposed to it from an early age, accumulating over time, and creating bit by bit. The answer was already clearly placed in front of Jin Peng, but he felt entangled in his heart.

The old woman of the grassland was Jin Peng's life-saving benefactor, and Jin Peng knew how to face his benefactor, but he had no experience. For in this world there are many who receive his favor, but very few who give him favor. If you haven't done something, you naturally have no experience, and even if you know how to do it without experience, it's just on paper. Even when it comes to having to do it, when you rush forward, you will have no confidence and tremble, for fear that you will not be able to do it well. But at the end of the day, it is a very simple matter to repay the benefactor. As for the grace of saving lives, in the end, it is nothing more than throwing out this life that does not belong to you again, which is really not difficult.

Enmity and hatred are always accompanied, and if there are benefactors, there will naturally be enemies. Jin Peng was poisoned by an enemy who came from nowhere and who he didn't know. When he was saved by his benefactor, his first thought must be revenge. Although "happiness and enmity" is the cornerstone used by high-rollers to advertise themselves, but what kind of martial artist is not a person with strong blood? And behind the seemingly simple word "enmity and enmity", there are often more complex meanings and reasons hidden. Revenge needs to be "revenged", and the word "revenge" is like a curse, with an extraordinary power that can bind everyone tightly together. Moreover, hatred is always more difficult to forget than kindness, and it requires greater determination.

"How do you drink with your hands under the table?"

Jin Peng said.

"You don't have alcohol on the table, so why should you care about how I drink?"

Jing Yao asked rhetorically.

Jin Peng glanced at the table in front of him, except for some dust and nothing, the empty house was empty, and couldn't help but nod, acknowledging what Jing Yao said was reasonable. But he is not an empty talker, and after approving it, he will take the initiative to change the status quo. So he stood up, walked straight behind the hostess's counter, and removed a jar of wine from a corner cabinet that was level with the floor.

After so many days, Jin Peng and the proprietress have long been familiar with each other, and there is no need to trouble the proprietress with such a drink. When people first meet, they will leave a little politeness and a little reserve. The end of the line is also done correctly, at least when eating, it is a plan not to crack his mouth and laugh, nor to raise one foot and step on the stool after a few glasses of wine. These actions all happened because they gave up politeness between each other after getting acquainted, and Jin Peng gradually became a little unscrupulous in the proprietress shop.

The reason why the proprietress was able to tolerate Jin Peng's presumptuousness was because he was far from touching his bottom line. And his bottom line is well known, and that is money. No matter what you have to do, as long as you can afford to do this as the corresponding silver tael, everything will be fine, and everything will be negotiable. If you are shy in your pocket, you can only ask for more blessings...... Don't expect the proprietress to suddenly find out with her conscience and open up to you.

Under this kind of mundane interest relationship, the relationship between Jin Peng and the proprietress seems fragile, but in fact it is unbreakable, so it is not a great thing to take a jar of wine. However, Jing Yao clearly saw that although the wine in her wine jug was contained in a wine jug, the porcelain used in these wine jugs was also bone china with a good texture. But when it comes to drinking, it's not the utensils that matter, it's the drinks. The wine in the Jingyao wine pot was scooped out by the proprietress from the large vat next to the store, and the color was turbid and the taste was sour. There is no need to compare, and I know that the jar of wine that Jin Peng is now holding out of the corner cabinet is no longer at the same level at all. Inferior wine, even the best in the vessel, will not help. The agate glass cup looks very cute, but it is just useless...... What the taste of the sake is still the same when poured in. In this world, except for the magical tartar in the village of Jiu Sanban, there is nothing that can change the mellow aroma of wine the day after tomorrow.

Jin Peng held this jar of wine, returned to his seat, and slapped the sealing mud with a "snap", and the aroma of wine suddenly broke out of the altar. He picked up the coarse porcelain bowl from which he was drinking, splashed the little tea left in the bowl on the ground, and then stretched the bowl into the wine jar with this bowl and filled it with a full bowl to level it in front of him, and then looked at Jing Yao like a demonstrator.

At first, Jing Yao didn't understand what Jin Peng's actions meant, but it was obvious that he wanted to let himself drink with him. Jing Yao uses a knife in his right hand and a cup in his left hand, although he is not a real left-hander, but if his right hand is always placed under the table, it will not make his drinking action feel awkward. However, the other party picked up the bowl so frankly, for the grassland people with a strong temperament, it is indeed a little unreasonable to be so obscene...... Jing Yao thought about it for a while, but still pulled out her right hand from under the table, directly picked up the wine jug and signaled to Jin Pengyao, and then drank it all.

Jin Peng drank very slowly, it seemed that the bowl was not wine, but tea, and he needed to drink it one by one. During the time of a bowl of wine, he thought a lot, mainly about how he should treat Jing Yao, the son of this benefactor.

He and Jing Yao don't have any grudges, not to mention that his father's debts are repaid by his son, and his mother's kindness is repaid, so it stands to reason that he should be respectful to Jing Yao. But Jin Peng is a member of the Investigation Division, and Jing Yao is a grassland person, if they are not in the current stall, the two may really be able to sit face to face and drink and talk happily, even if they become friends. But now in such a state of affairs, friend is already an unreachable word, but the enemy can't stand up no matter what, which makes Jin Peng very confused...... By the time he came to his senses, the wine in the bowl had already been drunk, and he was still tilting his neck and staring straight at the roof.

"Where's the money?"

Jin Peng asked after putting down the wine bowl.

However, he didn't say it clearly, but it was transmitted to Jing Yao's ears.

"I thought I was a friend when I drank. ”

Jing Yao said.

Unlike Jin Peng, he said it generously from his mouth.

"If you give me money, we should be friends. ”

Jin Peng said.

"How the hell did you see through my identity?"

Jing Yao asked rhetorically.

This must have baffled him greatly......

"Because of your hands. ”

Jin Peng said.

"My hand?"

Jing Yao raised her hands and put them in front of her eyes and looked at them carefully. It was the first time since he was born that he had looked so closely at his hands.

"What's so special about my hand?"

Jing Yao asked.

His palms are thick and wide, and the joints are extremely prominent and distinct. But even so, he didn't show what the characteristics of his hand were, but it was something that allowed Jin Peng to reveal his identity at a glance from here.

"Your hands are a lot like a person. ”

Jin Peng hesitated for a moment and said.

"Like whom?"

Jing Yao asked with a frown.

"Like my savior. ”

Jin Peng said.

As soon as these words came out, his mind instantly brightened. I even felt that the previous entanglements were meaningless at all, and although the kindness did exist, it really had nothing to do with the person in front of me. Even if there is still such a last layer of compassion in his heart, he is the person of the Investigation Division after all. Sometimes different positions can affect everything.

"Then you must be mistaken...... I didn't save your life. ”

Jing Yao said with a smile.

"I hope so...... After all, the hand is not the same as the face. It's perfectly normal to admit mistakes. ”

Jin Peng said.

"Now that you know who I am, can we know who you are? ”

Jin Peng asked.

"The Investigation Division of the Central Capital. ”

Jin Peng said very cheerfully, and told Jing Yao who he was straightforwardly.

After Jing Yao heard the "Zhongdu Investigation Division", her face changed suddenly, and her mood dropped to the freezing point.

Jin Peng thought that Jing Yao's change was because he heard the name of his "Zhongdu Investigation Division", but Jing Yao remembered another thing, to be precise, it was a person.

"Where is Liu Ruiying?"

Jing Yao asked dryly.

"Liu Ruiying, why are you looking for him?"

Liu Ruiying's name suddenly appeared in Jing Yao's mouth, which surprised Jin Peng.

He originally thought that Jing Yao, a grassland man, must have something to do with the robbery of the silver, but when he named Liu Ruiying so bluntly, Jin Peng realized that he really underestimated him...... This person who just toasted a glass of wine with himself should be the mastermind of this silver incident, the minister of the grassland royal court, Jing Yao!

"You are a person from the Central Capital Investigation Division, you should know about him. ”

Jing Yao said. He didn't answer Jin Peng's question.

"He's here, but he's gone out for something, and he doesn't know when he'll be back. ”

Jin Peng said.

"The money is indeed with me, but I won't give it to you. If you really want me to call it out, I will also hand it over to Liu Ruiying. ”

Jing Yao said.

He sat down and picked up the piece of smoked horse meat that he hadn't eaten before. After such a delay, the originally hot pieces of meat have become warm, but they taste just right. If it is cooler, the fat on the meat will condense, and Rao is Jingyao will be a little greasy when eaten in the mouth.

Seeing this, Jin Peng knew that there was no way to resolve it in words between the two.

He scooped out another bowl of wine from the wine jar with the coarse porcelain bowl for drinking tea, and this time he drank it very quickly, and his speed was not much faster than that of Jin Ye, who had always been accustomed to drinking wine. After drinking, he leaned back, raised his arms high, stretched his legs, stretched his body, and posed in a large letter. After Jin Peng froze in this position for a moment, his legs and feet shrank, and he stood at the table in an instant. With his right hand, he stroked the belt and drew his sword.

The light in the hall was very dim, but as soon as Jin Peng took out his sword, it suddenly lit up by three points. Gao Ren, who was beside Jing Yao, smiled slightly when he saw this, but he got up and walked towards the door with his hands behind his back. These fights and killings have never had anything to do with him. It's just that before he leaves the door, he glances back towards the end of the steps on the second floor.

His agreement with Jing Yao was automatically terminated when he arrived at the mine. However, the new agreement has not yet been negotiated, and now he can also say that he has nothing to do with Jing Yao. As for how to discuss it later, it depends on whether Jing Yao can fight the sword in Jin Peng's hand.

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In the back hall, the proprietress was immersed in a small world with Li Junchang, and she didn't know anything about what was happening in the hall, and she was not interested in knowing.

Any relationship will have its bleak times, and love is certainly no exception. A lot of intense and turbulent love, like the sunshine outside the house, gradually drifts westward. But the sun rises and sets, but the feelings are like flowing water, and they are gone forever.

Li Junchang has thought more than once, what if from now on, after countless years, he will never see the boss lady again? The eternal loneliness in the secret immersion and longing can only be relieved by seeing each other

To do this, he drank countless amounts of wine, enough to fill the entire mine. I also ate countless peanuts, and the peeling peanut shells can also cover the entire hall with a thick layer. But whether this wine is bitter or sour, he has long been indifferent to the taste, he just wants to get drunk, although he knows very well that after waking up, his thoughts will be more intense, so that as long as he can have a moment of relaxation when he is drunk, it is enough. Drunkenness has never been the end of anything, and nothing can end well because of a big drunkenness, drunkenness is ultimately an escape, a stupid presumptuousness. But only those who have fallen into the same painful loneliness as Li Junchang will understand his approach. Escape and presumptuousness used to be his only way out.

Li Junchang thought that when he and the boss lady met again, he would definitely not be drunk, because he had too much to say. As long as the chord in his head can be tensed all the time, then he will not be poured.

It's a pity he was wrong.

It's not that I'm overestimating myself.

But from the beginning of the meeting, his string was completely broken, and it could no longer be renewed.

Not only was he drunk, he was drunk very quickly.

Although he was still drinking, one of his arms was already lifeless on the stove, and his head was drooping, really on his arm. Li Junchang's only stubbornness is that he still has his head sideways and his face facing outward. Holding the wine glass in his left hand and pouring it into his mouth one cup after another, although there is more flowing out and less drinking, at least he still has an attitude of drinking, and he still has the strength to admit defeat.

In comparison, the amount of alcohol consumed by the hostess was really good!

Although her cheeks were slightly red and hot since Jing Yao asked him to cook the meat, she still sat upright, her body was not shaking, and her back was very straight.

"Those things in the past, whether you are sorry for me, or I am sorry for you, I really don't seem to be talking in vain. But no matter what you say, you and I are young people after all, and old people now. Drinking and chatting with old acquaintances is always relaxing. ”

The proprietress said.

Her tone was calm and unwavering. I don't hear anything lighthearted or pleasant at all.

Li Junchang wanted to speak, but he was so drunk that he couldn't even open his eyelids, and speaking was a luxury for him at this time.

But when the proprietress said in his ears, it was a pain that he had no reason for...... However, he didn't have the strength to express it, so he could only leave with all his strength to pinch the wine glass in his hand to vent. The thin and crisp bone china wine glass could not withstand Li Junchang's strength at all, but now the wine glass seemed to suddenly become stiff as steel! No matter how ruthless Li Junchang was, it was still good.

"Since we know each other well, don't worry. Just stay at ease, I can drink and chat with you when I'm fine. If I don't have time...... If I don't have time, let my husband stay with you. He's also a very interesting person, and you should be able to talk to each other. ”

The proprietress said.

"You...... Husband?"

Li Junchang's eyes opened suddenly, and he stared at the proprietress and asked word by word.

"I'm the boss lady, so naturally there will be a boss. And the boss here, of course, is my husband. ”

The proprietress said.

She deliberately turned her face sideways, as if to hide the uneasiness in her heart.

"You mean the dead fat man?"

Li Junchang's head suddenly became extremely clear. The strength of the previous wine turned into a cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked. After recalling it quickly in his mind, he was sure that the boss that the proprietress said was the fat man who came out to support him when he and Jin Ye first arrived at the inn.

"He is my husband, although he is fat, but he is alive and well, and he is not dead!"

The proprietress said.

"No, he's not. ”

Li Junchang sat up straight and said while rubbing his right arm, which was numb by his head.

"What's wrong, isn't it? Do I have to give birth to a child?"

The proprietress said.

She saw that Li Junchang woke up, but her body was twisted to the side a few points, but she was about to turn her back to him.

"Because you're lying!"

Li Junchang said unceremoniously.

"Because you didn't dare to face others when you lied since you were a child, the more fierce the lie, the more awkward your body turned. And in order to make others believe, you will keep repeating, and even do not hesitate to use these things that are not at all windy and shadowless to corroborate. ”

Li Junchang continued.

As soon as he finished speaking, the light in the back hall suddenly dimmed.

The fat boss stood at the door at some point, but it seemed that he heard the conversation between the boss and Li Junchang. These few words did not embarrass him, but they also put him in a dilemma. So much so that one foot crossed the threshold, but the other foot was still behind and did not follow.

"What's the matter?"

The hostess asked.

The figure of the fat boss blocked out the sunlight, casting a huge shadow on the wall facing the proprietress faced.

"In the hall...... Someone draws a sword!"

The fat boss said.

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