The last blush of the sunset on the horizon also disappeared into darkness, leaving a layer of gray gray in the sky.

"Big brother, what are we going to do here?" It was getting late, and they hadn't landed at their place tonight.

"Let's hurry up and take a look at the little village in front of us, and see if we can spend the night." ”

"Housheng, where did you come from?" they had just finished chatting when an old fisherman came up from behind with a burden. Although Fengshu is older than the cane, the Fuxi clan has a special physique and slows aging, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a son in his early thirties.

Feng Shu was stunned for a moment, then had a smile on his face, and said softly: "Uncle, I am from the Blood Mist Secret Realm!"

"The Blood Mist Secret Realm is a good place, when I was younger, I often drove there to run business. Sun Yu followed unhurriedly beside him, carrying a flat burden on his shoulders, and two buckets hung at either end of the flat pole, which were filled with live fish caught today.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to have been to a foreign land?" Feng Shu asked very kindly, the land of Middle-earth is divided into five major divine continents. Dongsheng Shenzhou, West Niuhe Zhou, South Ganbu Continent, North Julu Continent, Zhongjing Tianzhou. Whatever is outside these five continents is called a foreign country.

"That's it, old man, when I was young, I was also a prodigal son. Sun Yu and Fengshu had a very happy conversation, so he continued to ask: "Housheng, where are you going?"

"Oh, I'm here to visit relatives and friends. Fengshu reacted very quickly, and he didn't even blink his eyes when he lied, "Uncle, can I have a hotel near here?"

"There are no hotels in the vicinity of fifty miles, if you don't dislike it, go to my house for one night!"

Feng Shu hugged his fists and said gratefully: "That little student is bothered." ”

Sun Yu took the wind book into the fishing village and walked to the four thatched houses in the innermost part of the village.

"Shang'er, is that you? Are you finally willing to go home?"

On the bench of the courtyard sat a blind grandmother, her name was Wen Hong, and she was Sun Yu's wife. Although she was blind, her hearing was different from ordinary people, and she could hear the footsteps of two people at once. One of them belonged to her husband, and the other was mostly her son's.

"No, it's a passing son, who is late for the trip and wants to spend the night at my house. ”

"May I ask Childe's name?"

"Auntie, just call me Fengshu!" Seeing that she was about to get up, Fengshu hurriedly greeted her, holding her with one hand and handing the crutches on the ground to her with the other.

"Oh, Fengshu thank you, if Shang'er cares about people like you, I won't have any regrets even if I die. Wen Hong coughed violently in his mouth, as if he was about to cough out all his heart and lungs at once.

Wen Hong led Fengshu to the wooden table in the living room and sat down, and as soon as she sat down, she shouted happily: "Old Sun, go and kill the old hen in the backyard to entertain the guests." Oh, by the way, make your favorite steamed fish. Also, remember to take a piece of old bacon on the beam of the house and cook it..."

"Uncle, don't bother, just get something to fill your stomach. ”

"You don't care about me, sit down and rest first, it's rare for a guest to come to my house, so you must entertain yourself." ”

Fengshu looked around their house, the thatched wooden houses were surrounded by walls, and the food was already the best they could come up with.

cough cough cough cough !!

There was another violent cough in Wen Hong's mouth, and Feng Shu knew that it was an old illness as soon as he heard it.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Fengshu gently stroked her back.

"It's out of the way, it's old, and I can't die for the time being. ”

Dangdang, there was a muffled sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

Two hours later, Sun Yu served the meal on the table. The food is not exquisite, but it is very delicious. Full of wine and food, Fengshu didn't want to go to bed early, so he begged Sun Yu to take him around.

Walking west out of the village, there is a small port, and many small fishing boats are parked in the port.

The two sat on the grass on the shore, and Sun Yu held a cigarette gun in his hand and stuffed the tobacco little by little.

The crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the cold moonlight covered the earth and shone on the two men who were preoccupied.

The river wind was blowing, and it hurt to cut my face. The waves in the river pushed wave after wave, so that the fishing boats and fishing boats kept colliding, making a loud bang.

Sun Yu spit out a smoke ring from his mouth, and the tobacco in the mouth of the cigarette pouch wrapped the sparks, flickering bright and dark.

This situation and this scene can't help but remind him of the past. In the past, he used to argue with his son here about what is Jianghu?

"Housheng, what do you think the rivers and lakes are?"

"The rivers and lakes are interests, disputes, and a living infernal hell. ”

"No, the rivers and lakes are fragrant and spicy, that is, to make a lot of money and play with women, that is, whatever you want, you can get it from it. ”

"Really, old man, I'm afraid this didn't come from your mouth, right?" Although Fengshu and Sun Yu don't have a deep relationship, through observation and getting along, the man in front of him is by no means the kind of superficial person.

"It's my damn brute who said that five years ago he was determined to be a man, and he didn't listen to us and joined the beggars. Sun Yu was stunned, and the spark in the mouth of the cigarette pouch was quietly extinguished.

"Isn't it good to join the sect and have a place to settle down?"

"Well, why not? Three years ago, that brute died. ”

"Dead?" Fengshu was also a person who licked blood on the tip of a knife, and there would be all kinds of fights on the rivers and lakes every day, and it was normal for dead people to die.

"Yes, you heard it right, it's dead. I brought his ashes back and sprinkled them into the river that has nurtured our ancestors for generations. ”

The river breeze blew the wind, blowing both of them a little cold, and the river was long, rushing forward day and night.

Fengshu didn't meddle in anything, nor did he comfort him without permission, he just asked indifferently: "Then what do you say is the rivers and lakes?"

"The rivers and lakes are firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, that is, to see oneself clearly, keep one's heart, and live a plain life. ”

"Does she know about this, auntie?" At dinner before, Wen Hong mentioned her son several times, hoping to see him for the last time before he died.

"Oh, it's all the disobedient brute! It's good that he's dead, but we're left to live in the world. Sun Yu stumbled on the ground and poured out the ash from the mouth of the cigarette pouch.

It is very easy to die, but how to live is the hardest. Feng Shu often suffers the same torture in his heart, and he really empathizes with Sun Yu's negative emotions.

Feng Shu got up, gathered his clothes, and carefully advised: "Uncle, the evening breeze by the river is cold, let's go home first." ”

Sun Yu looked at the boiling river, sighed, and complained: "That beast, if you were half sensible and obedient, his mother wouldn't be so sad!"