Recently, there has been another major event on the rivers and lakes.

The disciples outside the Blood Knife Sect were robbed and killed, and only one person killed them.

It is said that that person is the murderer who killed the son of Murong Huaqiao, the owner of the Blood Knife Sect, Chen Yi.

He intercepted the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect alone, leaving a living mouth and letting him bring a message or a letterhead back to the Blood Knife Gate.

There are one and there are two, and now it is the third time, and the number of disciples who have been attacked and killed by the Blood Knife Gate has exceeded the number of two hands, and others don't know what this is, but the Blood Knife Gate knows.

Chen Yunzhao was threatening them, silently telling them that if you dare to touch that girl, then I will slowly kill all the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect one by one.

Moreover, after the third wave of Blood Knife Sect disciples were attacked and killed today, the Five Poisons Sect issued a warning, bluntly saying that the Blood Knife Sect should hand over the Holy Maiden of the Five Poisons Sect, otherwise they would step on the Mountain Gate of the Blood Knife Sect.

How could the Blood Knife Gate let people go because of the Five Poisons Sect's words, the Blood Knife Sect Master personally ordered Li Ming, who was outside, to return to the Blood Knife Gate with the Holy Maiden of the Five Poisons Sect.

Neither side has any intention of conceding, and this encounter will continue.

Dongfang Yu had long since left the Zhihua Inn, and no one knew where he had gone, at least he hadn't returned to the Blood Knife Gate.

During this period, Drunken Youxing also left and has not returned.

However, the room of the drunken star did not retreat, which means that he may still return.

In fact, after five days, Drunk Youxing returned to the Zhihua Inn, but now there are not many guests in the Zhihua Inn, and it is no longer full.

Those people did not find Zhou Qiankun's footprints in Linyang County, and they all returned one after another.

Drunk Youxing is still dressed up like that, exuding a rich and pungent smell of wine, giving people the feeling that he is just a drunken drunk, and no one will associate him with a great master.

As soon as he entered the door of the Zhihua Inn, he was drunk and shouted: "Little Er, come to drink!"

Although the wine of Zhihua Inn is not as good as September Wine and Wanhua Wine, it can be regarded as a good wine.

It's just that this is for good wine, and even if it is not a good wine, it is really a taste of countless wines in the world, and the taste has become picky.

Just when the drunk star sighed that "good wine is hard to find, good wine is hard to find", another person stepped into the Zhihua Inn.

This man had a delicate face, a healthy bronzed Central Plains skin, and was dressed in a Confucian robe, but he carried a wooden sword with two knives at his waist: a pig-killing knife and a kitchen knife.

This person looks like a martial artist, like a scholar, and in his hand is a wine jug made of gourds, swaying, upside down, and drunken to break into the door.

The man entered the door and found a table and sat down, slumping like a puddle of mud on the table and chair.

Carrying a gourd flask, take a sip of wine on your back, and the wine flows out of your jaw and down your neck.

"If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, and when you are confused, you see the old people returning.

Spring flowers and autumn come back to the next day, and the wine wakes up to know that people will not return. ”

The scholar in the Confucian robe groaned drunkenly, and there seemed to be a crystal flow under his eyes, sad and lonely.

Drunk Youxing originally complained that the wine was not good enough, but when the scholar opened the wine jug, the smell of wine emitted made him intoxicated, and he thought about how to cheat him into drinking a little wine, until the scholar opened his mouth and groaned, and the short twenty-eight words seemed to touch the deepest part of his heart.

He became silent, and did not ask for a drink, nor did he drink again.

He sat in a daze, as if he was enchanted, his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were blank, and his thoughts drifted somewhere.

"When you wake up, you know that people don't return, and people don't return to ......"

Drunk Youxing muttered this sentence, repeating "people don't return".

When the scholar in the Confucian robe heard the sound and looked over, he saw a sloppy uncle sitting on a wooden stool, exuding a pungent and rich smell of wine, with wine in front of him, his eyes were blurred and empty.

I don't know when, Drunk Youxing came back to his senses, picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in the cup, and muttered to himself: "The fortunate are sad, the sad are lucky, and the wine wakes up to know that people will not return." ”

"This brother must also be a person with a story, it just so happens that Xiaosheng has wine, I don't know if I can use the story of Brother Tai. ”

The Confucian scholar burped, shook the gourd wine jug, and invited the drunk star to drink and get drunk together.

Brother Tai laughed, Brother Tai can chant such a poem, I want to experience a lot more stories than in the next one. Drunk Youxing was not polite, walked to the scholar and sat down, took the wine from the scholar's hand, and took a sip on his back.

"It's just a passing cloud, it's just that Xiaosheng can't get over that hurdle. ”

"It is said that the past is like the wind, but how can people who have really experienced it easily forget?"

"Yes, seeing through and not necessarily forgetting thoroughly," the scholar sighed, "people always see more thoroughly than anyone else when they comfort others, and people always fall deeper than anyone else when they experience it themselves." ”

Drunk Youxing nodded thoughtfully: "This is reasonable, I don't know what Brother Tai is called?"

"Xiaosheng Chen Yunzhao. ”

"There are stars in the drunkenness. ”

His name is Chen Yunzhao, which one else can it be Chen Yunzhao?

His injuries had almost recovered, most of the wounds had scabbed into scars, and only a few of the severe wounds were still bloody scabs.

He usually goes to the vault when he is resting, and the rest of the time, he runs outside, firstly to gather information, and secondly, to kill people himself.

After a short conversation, the two fell silent again, Chen Yunzhao had three or four wine jugs hanging on his body, and the two of them were silent, drinking wine.

These wines are all good wines, which Chen Yunzhao asked Qian Wanjin to collect, but these wines are still a little too "rough" for Chen Yunzhao.

He wondered when he had time, and tried his hand at brewing to see if he could make a name for himself.

Chen Yunzhao and Zui Youxing only cared about drinking, did not talk again, and did not even toast, and soon, the wine carried by Chen Yunzhao was drunk by the two.

Drunk Youxing licked the last drop of wine, looking a little hesitant, but unfortunately said: "Drinking is like a person, and the fun is not satisfactory." ”

"Hehe, if you are happy, how can the wine be so tempting!" Chen Yunzhao shook the empty gourd wine jug and shouted with a wine burp, "Xiao Er bring the wine!"

The shopkeeper brought the wine, glanced at Chen Yunzhao, and then at him, his expression was uncertain, and he returned to his post with the wine, talking in a low voice with several other shopkeepers.

"Are you saying that is Chen Yunzhao?"

"It looks quite similar, but I don't remember that Chen Yunzhao likes to drink so much, and his outfit is quite similar to Chen Yunzhao, why don't we ask?"

"Do you want to die? If not, people think you offended him, and your life will be gone!"

"Don't think about it, that person is not Chen Yunzhao, he sent me a letter not long ago, saying that he is still in Yangzhou City. Qian Wanjin didn't know when he stood up, and bluntly said that the scholar was not Chen Yunzhao, "I said that you guys don't want to work, what are you talking about here? Who is he doing to you!"

Drunk Youxing shook his head with some regret and said, "After tasting Brother Chen's wine, this kind of wine is a little unacceptable!"

"The drunken brother laughed, the wine in this world is like the ups and downs of the world, different wines experience different lives, and the aftertaste is endless......"

Chen Yunzhao paused for a moment and said: "Drinking is boring without a story, I wonder if the drunken brother is interested in sharing?"

"After drinking Brother Chen's wine, it is also appropriate to tell a story to accompany you, so I will tell a story, this story happened many years ago......"