01

The door to the room was closed tightly.

Although it was drizzling outside, the room was very warm inside.

Xiao stood in front of the window with tears in his eyes, listening to the sound of rain outside.

Drizzle can bring the chill of late autumn, but it can't stop the heat in one's heart.

At this moment, Xiao's tearful heart is the hottest heart.

There will always be only one road in his life, and on this road, he can't stop his steps, let alone turn back, even if the road ahead is colder than winter.

Monk Hua looked at Xiao Tears standing by the window, shook his big bald head, and used the fire tongs in his hand to stir the carbon fire in the furnace basin.

The water on the shelves was already hot, the wine in the jug was already warm, and the room smelled of wine, and the spirits were like tears in the heart.

Just take a sip and the heat will explode again.

The cloak on his body has been taken off, and the caftan looks particularly energetic. With his hands behind his back, his fingers clenched tightly.

Every finger seems to tell a story, and there must be an admirable legend in each story.

"I don't know how to thank you, but I know you're my friends. Xiao said with tears and blood outside the window.

Monk Hua didn't answer, and the man lying on the bed coughed.

With just a turn of his feet, Xiao came to the bed with tears and blood, looked at the man on the bed with kind eyes, and gently moved the quilt covering him with his hand.

"Why are you so troubled?" or Xiao Tears' voice, and there was a slight choked in his tone.

"Since they are all old friends for decades, why do you need to say this?" the man did not speak, and Monk Hua replied.

"Old friend?" Xiao glanced at Monk Hua with tears, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his fiery heart instantly froze to the extreme.

Seeing his expression, Monk Hua couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He thought of Zhang Fan, and he also remembered the shadow.

Xiao's tearful gaze is like a knife at this moment, as if it wants to pierce everyone's hearts to take a closer look, is there bright red blood in the hearts of friends?

"You must be thinking about the shadow?" said the flower monk.

Xiao sighed with tears and said, "It's all gone, what's the use of mentioning it?"

Monk Hua was silent for a long time before he said, "Maybe one day he will come back." ”

There is no sword left in the hands of the swordsman, and the swordsman without the sword has only sorrow, and he will never have a murderous sword in his hand again.

Xiao interrupted his words with tears and said slowly: "I know, I hope that one day, he will cheer up again, and failure is not an excuse to give up." ”

"If I don't make a move, Zhang Fan will definitely not believe me. Monk Hua explained, feeling a little shabby in his heart.

A person hides too deeply, and a sword can only kill a person, but it can't peel away his hypocritical appearance, no matter what the purpose of the person's hiding is.

The heart of the flower monk is a little depressed, as long as the shadow or loneliness, the sword in their hand pierces their heart, and they will always carry the name of a traitor.

There is only one person who will not, he will never pull out his sword easily, he is also Xiao Tear's friend, his sword will definitely not be able to catch it by himself, if he encounters this person who pulls out his sword, he will not become so lucky.

During these days, I was like a ghost who couldn't see the sun, and I could only run away desperately, neither explaining to others nor letting others catch me.

Because Xiao Tear Blood is the ghost king, only by betraying him can he make his opponent believe in himself, although the price is a bit too great. "Actually, you're better than him in disguise, and sometimes I believe that is a fact. Xiao Tears smiled bitterly.

Monk Hua looked at Xiao with tears and blood, stared at it for a moment and said, "Do you really think so?"

"The moment I was in Xicun, I began to doubt, but I just took pity on Liu Haozi. Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

"You've been suspicious of Zhang Fan?" asked Monk Hua.

"Except for loneliness, when encountering a ghost person, he will never leave a living mouth in his hands. Xiao sighed with tears.

A person who wants to hide himself, his heart is always cold, he will never allow a little accident to happen, even a look, maybe he will betray himself.

Monk Hua suddenly felt that his old friend was too great, he could not only analyze everyone with the most careful heart, but also use the most fiery heart to influence everyone.

It's a pity that Zhang Fan didn't do it, he didn't do it until he died, he only believed in his own judgment, and it was too much confidence that made him lose himself.

"Do you also care about the sword in Li Qing's hand?" Xiao Tear suddenly asked.

Monk Hua did not hesitate and replied quickly, "Of course." ”

"You want to get it too?" Xiao asked again.

"Of course. Monk Hua replied.

"If this sword is released in front of you now, you will definitely take it?" Xiao asked again.

"No, it won't. Monk Hua replied very simply.

Xiao Tears was slightly stunned, and immediately asked, "Why?"

Monk Hua smiled and said, "I am the big shopkeeper of Wanhualou, and I also like women, so I can't leave all women in my room every night because I like them." ”

This reason seemed very reasonable, Xiao Tear did not refute it, but just smiled.

"When are you going to leave?" asked Monk Hua.

"Of course, the sooner the better, and I'm relieved that the scholar will stay with you. Xiao walked to the door and opened it.

"The wine is already warm, why don't you have a drink and leave?" Monk Hua looked at the warm wine.

Xiao Tear tied his cloak and didn't look back, "If Li Qing is here, he definitely doesn't want to drink, he must be thinking about someone too?"

"Who?" asked the flower monk.

"Xiao Yulou. "The man has left.

The rain outside Wanhua Building was still very heavy, and the night was also very cold.

02

Li Qing's eyes dimmed, his brows furrowed very tightly, he really didn't want to hear this, the consequences of this sentence can be imagined by anyone.

But since someone said it, there must be a price.

This is a bloody river and lake, no one is willing to swallow their anger, they are always full of blood.

The blind man's pole fell to the ground fiercely, and he said, "Carpenter, I seem to hear a dog barking." ”

"The dog's meat is not tasty at all, even if it is called Hanako on the street, they will not eat it. "The carpenter had a great sense of humor.

"Why?" the blind man asked.

The carpenter looked at the man who was standing, and then said to the blind man, "What will become of you if you eat the meat of a mad dog?"

"Definitely a mad dog too. The blind man's face showed a smile, but it was eerie. The man quickly continued, "Carpenter, do you know how many dogs I have killed in my life?"

"I eat one every winter, and this year I think it's fifteen. The carpenter said.

"Actually, it's time to eat dog meat now, and you may be out of luck this time. The blind man's hand ran the hair from his ear.

Li Qing couldn't help but smile lightly when he saw that the blind man's ears would move up and down. The blind man's reaction was too fast, his head was slightly on the side, and his face, which had no eyeballs, smiled happily, but he didn't speak to Li Qing.

"I've been lucky all the time, and although I don't have dog meat to eat, I smell good wine here. The carpenter said with a smile.

"A friend who drinks will definitely invite us to a good drink, he is a man of atmosphere. The blind man didn't move, but Li Qing knew that this sentence was for himself.

Although his eyes were blind, his ears could hear any slight changes, and from his laughter, the blind man must have known that the person who was drinking here was Li Qing.

People can be bullied, but not insulted.

Insults can make an impulsive, and even more so, a person who is angry go crazy.

The man who was standing not only came in and did not drink, but also encountered some humiliation from others, and the man's face was red all over.

The moment the blood hits the brain, anyone will become crazy, and at this moment the man is already crazy.

With a twist of his palm, he carried the wind in his palm, which was a wind that could kill people, and slashed at the blind man who was standing.

Li Qing saw the moment the blind man made a move, he really couldn't bear it, he knew that although the man's palm could smash a wine jar, he could definitely kill the blind man.

The blind man did not move, nor did the pole in his hand move, and the man who rushed to him fell on his shoulder.

Of course, the person who shook the fly was not blind, and the man's palm power was naturally not very weak, and when it fell on the blind man's shoulder, the blind man's shoulder only moved slightly.

The man flew back upside down, his left hand grabbing his right wrist, and his right hand was shaking.

Suddenly there was a heavy cough on the table, and the man held back his pain and retreated to the side of the table.

The man with the hat on the table only coughed and did not speak, but the man immediately lowered his head.

It was as if when the person in front of him made a sound, he didn't dare to breathe.

"Go and apologize to them. The man with the hat said in a hoarse but powerful voice.

The man hesitated.

He lifted his feet and prepared to walk in front of the blind man and the carpenter, but his feet suddenly stopped, for he saw a man who had entered the drunken immortal building, and the man retreated.

The man who came in was a hunchbacked man with a gong in his hand, but he did not hear the sound of the shift tonight.

Draped over his body, he wore a hat to protect him from the rain, and the rain kept dripping.

Li Qing looked outside the door, the rain was still falling, it was already dark, it was impossible that the second watch had not yet come at this time, it must be that the people who played the watch also liked to drink and were drunk.

The hunchbacked man who came in untied the hat on his head, and the hat fell on his back, and the person glanced at Li Qing, and then at the two girls beside Li Qing, without squeaking, and slowly walked to the counter of the restaurant.

The man who was in the hair was already hiding here, and the moment he fell from the arms of the blind man, he was not awake, and he was standing at the counter in a daze.

"Give me a jar of 'burnt knife' wine!" said the hunchback to the man.

There are so many men who like to drink this night!

When Li Qing saw these eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned, how could he come here? This is a restaurant, not a wine shop.

The person who fights wine should go to the winery, there is no reason to come to the restaurant, and besides, this person also took away a person, a person who Li Qing is familiar with.

"Su Buji, we've been looking for you for a long time!" said the man sitting at the table, and the hat was placed on his head.

Today is not a good day to go out, Li Qing sighed in his heart!