The charcoal pot under the stone pot has burned out, and only some darkened yuba and soup are left in the stone pot, and the wine jar is empty.

Yun Wujing took Ji Hui's hand, and held it softly in his palm, and his heart seemed to be teased by a brush.

"Huihui, I'm a little drunk, lie on your bed for a while. ”

Ji Hui glanced at Huaijing, pushed him with a red face, and said, "How does this make ...... I'll take you to the guest room to sleep. ”

Huai Jing's eyes widened and she was angry, but now that the Huai family has run out, what can she and her mother do with Yun Wujing?

"It's really lawless, heroic!"

Some words don't have to be said very clearly, Yun Wujing is an old Jianghu, he drank a little drunk, it was just right, and he thought about the second goal, and was so ridiculed by Huaijing, and suddenly remembered that he was squeezed by her in the morning.

"You kissed me last night. Her words seemed to be still in my ears. "When I go back, I must explain to my family what happened last night, and if this thing is said, it will inevitably spread in the rivers and lakes. ”

Yun Wujing hesitated for a while, looked at Ji Hui's face like a peach blossom, and then looked at Huai Jing's coaxed little face, whose nose was wrinkled, and suddenly laughed angrily, reached out and pinched her nose, pinching her hands and feet, and shouting in her mouth.

Ji Hui hurriedly pulled him and asked him to let go, "Don't pinch it, the child's nose is going to be pinched crooked." ”

Yun Wujing laughed out loud, refreshed for a while.

"By the way, why is your milk name called Luoluo?"

The bed of Huaijing is a shelf of mahogany peach blossom pendant, covered with snow-white mattresses, and folded peach-white quilts.

Yun Wujing kicked off her shoes and lay on the bed, her head resting on her quilt, looking out of the window in a daze.

The square window is just facing a round and a half moon.

The moon tonight is like a neatly cut watermelon.

The full moon is lovesick, the waning moon asks the heart, and the moon and a half follow me - it is a good time for iQue.

He drank just right, so when he relaxed, he began to fall into wandering thoughts before he knew it.

"When I was a child, I just gave birth to my mother's belly, and the midwife didn't know what was going on, so she actually shouted in the house, congratulations to the head of the family, happy daughter!"

Huai Jing sat on the edge of the bed, his back to him, his feet off the clogs, and his gray socks writhed and swayed back and forth from time to time.

"My father's first four births were all boys, but they were different from other people's families, but they hoped to have a girl, and he loved my mother, so he always thought that the girl born was as beautiful as a mother. ”

She straightened her feet, but in the loose socks, it was inconspicuous, and only she knew it.

"My father rushed into the house, picked me up and shouted, 'Luoluo'! As early as when my mother was pregnant with me, my father decided that if I were a girl, my breast name would be 'Luoluo'. ”

She glanced back at him, stooped down from the side of the bed to pick up the jar that was resting on the floor, took a long sip of it, and sighed.

Later, he learned that the fifth child was also a boy, but he didn't want to change his words, so he kept calling me Luoluo. I never felt ...... I'm a man......"

She carried the wine jar, stood up, staggered, leaned against the window, suddenly turned around, and came face to face with Yun Wujing.

Lao Yun was looking at the moonlight outside the window, and saw her bright face - the candlelight was flickering, her face was the same color in the halo, it had not changed, white jade.

She said: "Since I was a child, I loved to dress up as a woman, and everyone around me laughed at me, even my mother didn't want to see me do it. Only my father supported me, and let me buy me girls' clothes and give me rouge gouache...... When I was young, my father was my hero, he was like a god who could do anything. Whatever worries I have, what I'm afraid of, or what I like, I'll tell him. ”

Although she is young, her eyes are really at the right angle, and she is extremely moving.

The fox's eyes were originally fascinating, and at this time, two lines of tears dripped from her eyes, slowly sliding down on Bai Yu's face, really like pear blossoms with rain, Yun Wujing removed her eyes and silently looked at the beam on her head.

But I heard her continue: "But he is dead. ”

The head of the previous generation of the Huai family was a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and Yun Wujing naturally knew that this merry figure in the rivers and lakes lost a move in a competition with people, was fatally injured, and died on the spot.

"You want to avenge him?"

Huai Jing was already crying crazy, his eyes were red, and he shouted hysterically: "He went to the other party to compete by himself, there is no injustice and no revenge, he lost the fair competition and gave his life, why should I avenge him?"

Yun Wujing thought expressionlessly for a moment, but still didn't look at her, looked at the beam and said, "Then practice your skills well, and find the other party to compete again." ”

Huai Jing pulled out a white silk scarf embroidered with peach blossoms from his pocket, wiped away his nose and tears, and whispered: "But I think that no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to my father...... If you can't compare to him, how can you compare to the one who won him?"

Probably the beams of the big houses are not much different from those in the huts, they are all wood, and the silhouettes are so similar when you look at the places where the lights are black...... Yun Wujing unconsciously remembered that he had been in the small wine shop on that mountain road......

It was as if in an instant it had gone back to that time, and the dead man was still lying on the ground, and the woman he had restrained was aside, with only a pair of eyes full of fear and fear, staring straight at him—and the swordsman who had been sitting across the table, smiling, stood in front of him.

Three steps away.

It's the best distance to fight.

It's as if a ruler has overmeasured.

The sword was in his hand, the tip of the sword was opposite, and it was exactly in a straight line with his elbow, and it was this straight line that stopped his countless attacks and countless fists that cost his life.

"How can you win me? I fight from south to north, and no one can stop me!"

"That's the first one in the next section!"

"As long as you miscalculate, you will be hit by me, once you are next to my fist, you will have no chance to resist, you will definitely die!"

"Then you have to hit me first! I said, are you tired, so you don't want to fight? I don't care, it's no problem at all, if you don't fight, then everyone will stop making peace!"

"If I don't kill you today, I won't be surnamed Yun!"

"Hey, brother, don't scold! We people in the rivers and lakes, don't waste our tongues if we can do it...... But since I can't move, why don't you sit down and have a drink? I'm thirsty!"

He laughed again, really angry and funny, but he was so thirsty that he wanted to drink, so he nodded.

The tables in the wine shop were all scattered, and the swordsman took a broken one, handed it into his hand, and let him carry it, and then put the two table legs together, and struck the hilt of the sword in his hand, and barely fit it tightly.

With the wine table, the two of them found the wine - a five-pound wine jar was placed on the table, and he and the swordsman each found a wine bowl and poured the wine. The two glanced at each other, the swordsman raised the bowl, he also raised the wine bowl, although he did not touch it, but the wine was already high, the intention was in it, and the two of them dried the wine in one go.