Stepping on the familiar bluestone street of Big Turtle Town, Mo Shiping had an indescribable peace of mind, in the final analysis, he was also one of the residents of Big Turtle Town.

Before you know it, the sun is already hanging overhead, and it's noon.

Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui slowly came to the Lao Wang Tavern that they had just come to yesterday.

"It's noon, and you're drinking again?" Wang Fu looked nervous and muttered weakly. He was a little scared, and the headache from last night's hangover still hasn't been relieved.

Mo Shiping shook his head, a trace of sadness flashed imperceptibly in his expression, and replied softly, "No." Come buy two jugs of wine and visit my grandfather. ”

"That's good. Wang Fugui's expression was relieved, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Shiping thought for a while, turned his head and asked, "My share, how much silver is left?"

When Wang Fugui heard this, he frowned, his expression was a little displeased, he reached out and lightly hammered the young man's chest, and said loudly: "I don't know how much silver you have left." I only know, our share, enough to manage! Buy whatever wine you want, pick and search, let your old man see how useless it is. With that, he took out a bulging money bag from his bosom and stuffed it into the young man.

Mo Shiping stretched out his hand to take the money bag, smiled gently, didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the door of the tavern.

"Uncle Wang. ”

Mo Shiping still stood at the door as before, shouting softly.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Lao Wang in the store hurriedly answered, it was about noon, there were three or four tables of diners in the tavern, and he couldn't open his hand to greet Mo Shiping.

Mo Shiping didn't urge, and quietly stopped at the door of the store.

"Hey, stinky boy, yesterday's burning knife was strong enough, and today I came to buy wine?"

After a while, the sweaty old Wang walked quickly to the door of the store, wiping the beads of sweat on his face while smiling and teasing.

Mo Shiping scratched his head and nodded with a strange expression. The burning knife he drank last night was so strong that it was only two bowls, and it made him a drunken mess.

"Uncle Wang, come and buy two pots of monkey stuffed today. ”

When the burly old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment with a playful expression, but immediately returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's bring it to your old man to drink again? ”

Mo Shiping smiled shyly, took out two coins of silver from the money bag, and handed them to Uncle Wang.

Lao Wang took the silver, put it into his arms quickly, and without saying anything, he turned around and went to get the wine.

"Okay, I'm a little busy, so I won't say hello." ”

After a while, Lao Wang took out two pots of monkey brew from the store and gently threw them to Mo Shiping.

Mo Shiping caught the wine jug one by one, nodded at Lao Wang, and turned to leave.

In the tavern, Lao Wang, who was busy outside, seemed to be particularly happy today, and he didn't know why, his brain was hot and he pulled his throat.

"Hey, I'm happy today, and I'll send an extra plate of side dishes with wine at each table!"

"Slam the door! It's you!" The drinkers in the tavern who had a deep friendship with Lao Wang suddenly booed.

When Lao Wang heard this, he immediately stretched his face and scolded with a smile: "If you like to eat or not, don't eat and fuck off!"

In the previous conversation with Mo Shiping, the shopkeeper Lao Wang did not mention that he already knew about the young man, nor did he charge the young man a penny less because of this.

Lao Wang, who seems to have an honest and upright face, is actually very open in his heart. This young man would never be happy to see others pity him, especially in this matter, absolutely not.

"It's out. Lao Wang, who was cleaning up the wine table, repeated again for no reason. Somehow, he felt a little more relieved in his heart.

"In this world, it's not so fucking bad. ”

...

"A penny of silver, a pot?!" Wang Fugui, who heard the price, was taken aback.

Mo Shiping nodded, quietly turned his head and snickered. Sure enough, Wang Fugui's reaction was as good as what he guessed, and like Li Facai, he was also a pick-picker.

Wang Fugui hurriedly touched a pot from Mo Shiping's hand, and looked at it carefully for a moment, there was nothing special about it from the outside, and it was slightly more delicate than the wine pot that burned the knife yesterday.

Wang Fugui frowned, and glanced at the young man beside him with a suspicious face, he even had some doubts that the shopkeeper of the Fangcai Tavern was specially killed, Mo Shiping, this kid should not be fooled, right?

At this moment, Mo Shiping suddenly asked softly, "Have you ever heard of monkeys brewing this kind of wine?"

Wang Fugui thought about it carefully, when he poured the night incense and brushed the gong barrel, he had heard many strange things, and he had also heard of this monkey brew.

"I've heard that it is said that the spirit monkey picks rare fruits in a tree hole in order to store food for the winter. However, if there is no shortage of food in the winter of that year, the monkey will forget the hundred fruits in this tree hole. Over time, the fermentation of 100 fruits became 100 fruit wine, that is, monkey brewing. However, this kind of coincidence is too rare, and all that can be bought is artificially made fruit wine, which is not precious. ”

Mo Shiping nodded, what he saw from the book was roughly like what Wang Fugui said, the real monkey brew is indeed hard to find.

"One of the reasons I practice is to walk around and look for real monkey brew. ”

When Wang Fugui heard this, he raised his eyebrows, thinking that Mo Shiping was talking first, so he smiled and teased: "I don't see it, you are still a little drunkard." ”

However, when Wang Fugui caught a glimpse of Mo Shiping's extremely serious face, there were still some ridiculous words behind him. He knew that this teenager was serious.

Before they knew it, the two had walked to the foot of the turtle mountain.

Mo Shiping raised his hand and pointed halfway up the mountain, and said softly: "That's where I live." ”

Wang Fugui looked up at the big turtle mountain that looked like a king lying on the ground, and felt a little strange, this big noon, why the mountainside was still foggy, and it was not real. But he didn't ask much, just regarded it as one of the local wonders.

"Let's go. ”

Mo Shiping took the lead in stepping on the familiar mountain road and walked ahead.

Walking and walking, Wang Fugui, who was following behind, looked up at the back of the young man in front of him, and suddenly had a strange feeling, since Mo Shiping stepped on the mountain road of this big turtle mountain, every step has been extremely heavy.

Finally, after most of the incense, the two of them followed the mountain road to the halfway point of the mountain and stopped in front of a wooden house.

Mo Shiping glanced around, just like when he left, nothing had changed, except for a little more dust on the wooden door.

Mo Shiping did not rush into the house, but walked straight to the side under the plane tree, and knelt lightly towards a small grave.

"Grandpa, I'm home. ”

The swarthy young man gently put down the two pots of monkey brew, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes unconsciously.

"Grandpa, I've become a disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect, what's the matter, I'm one step closer to that ranger. ”

"It's a little late to come back, I was supposed to come last night, but I ended up drinking a little wine..."

"Grandpa, don't worry, everything is fine outside me, and I haven't encountered any difficulties, but I just miss you a little. ”

“......”

Wang Fugui didn't squeak, his expression was solemn, and he stood quietly aside, but he didn't say anything to comfort him. He didn't want to disturb Mo Shiping, who was full of tears on his face at this moment, but he still tried to smile and report safety.

After a long time, Mo Shiping raised his hand to wipe away his tears, stood up, turned his head and said slightly apologetically: "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

"It doesn't matter. Wang Fugui walked closer and gently patted Mo Shiping's shoulder.

Until this moment, Wang Fugui knew that he was not dazzled at the beginning, and every step of this young man was very heavy since he stepped on the mountain road.

"Probably, this is his last relative. Wang Fugui thought so. He remembered the little girl who liked to wear a yellow jacket and like to stick to his side and call him brother. He somewhat understood, why Mo Shifang said so seriously that he was going to find monkey brewing.

"Let's go. Mo Shiping said softly, his smile quietly hiding sadness.

On the way down the mountain, Wang Fugui suddenly asked softly: "In front of the grave, there are two pots of monkey brew, which were brought by Li Facai?"

Mo Shiping nodded, when he saw the two pots of monkey brewed with a little dust, he knew that it must be Li Facai.

"Well, after I left Big Turtle Town, Li Facai should have been here. ”

Wang Fugui nodded and sighed lightly: "Li Facai is really a friend worth making. ”

"yes. When Mo Shiping heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull a smile, and the pace under his feet was much brisker.

Wang Fugui hesitated for a moment, and continued to ask: "There is no monument on the grave yet, why don't you take this opportunity to erect a tombstone?"

Mo Shiping thought about it, then shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "At the beginning, I was poor and white, and there was no silver to set up a monument. Now, I want to take a break, at least become a solo ranger or find a real monkey brew and come back to erect a monument. I have to do at least one thing I promised, otherwise I can come back cheekily every time, even if my grandfather is not annoyed, I will be very annoyed by myself. Just keep a thought, life always has to have some hope. ”

"The burden on your body is also very heavy. Wang Fugui sighed, looking a little embarrassed.

Mo Shiping smiled, patted Wang Fugui's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Aren't we now the inner disciples of the Imperial Spirit Sect?"

"Hmm!" Wang Fugui nodded vigorously, at least for now, he was no longer desperate, and he could even hope for a little future.

The two figures descended side by side, the sunlight pouring down on them, pulling out long shadows. On the faces of the two, there was an unprecedented trace of their age, and they were full of spirit.

Mo Shiping patted his head, and suddenly remembered something, the fat and strong horse was still tied to the door of an inn. In the morning, because I was drunk, I didn't come to my senses, and I ran in a hurry, so I forgot about this stubble.

The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day.

A young man can live without fresh clothes, but he can't live without a angry horse.

...

In Dongsheng Shenzhou, which is not far from the Southern Regions, Yuwen Qingquan, who is dressed in white, has returned to the Yuwen family with Yuwen clear water.

On the top of the mountain, Yuwen Qingquan quietly appeared, silently standing beside a thin figure.

"I'm tired of you running away, it's hard work. "The thin figure is the current patriarch of the Yuwen clan, Yuwen is at the peak.

"What's so hard about this, just watching the children fight. Yuwen Qingquan waved his hand casually and replied softly.

Yuwen Duanfeng nodded, and then asked with a serious expression: "Yuwen Cheshui lost?"

"How do you know?"

"Guess. ”

Yuwen Qingquan glanced at his brother helplessly, this guess is only what he can say.

Yuwen Qingquan immediately sighed and asked, "Has that person been here?"

"Hmm. Yuwen Jinshan lost the Flame Calamity Red Wolf move, and I also lost the Thunder Emperor's move. Yuwen Dufeng nodded lightly and said with a smile.

When Yuwen Qingquan heard this, he unconsciously raised his eyebrows, and asked a little suspiciously: "A move?"

"Well, a trick. However, there are some differences, Yuwen Jinshan is a bad move, and I am a loser in one move. Yuwen Quanfeng replied with a smile, his face was still light, and he didn't feel any shame.

Yuwen Qingquan couldn't help but roll his eyes, he almost thought that Yuwen Dufeng and the Thunder Emperor were on par, and regretted defeat, but in the end, he was defeated by the Thunder Emperor's move, and he said it so calmly, he didn't feel ashamed at all.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Qingquan looked embarrassed, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Brother, your skin is still stronger than the city wall as always." ”

Yuwen Jinfeng smiled, and did not deny it, but asked with a smile: "Isn't this something that should be happy?"

"Oh, how so?"

"If the Thunder Emperor can't even win neatly for a person like me who has just entered the Immortal Realm, then what hope does our human race have to win the next bitter battle?"

Hearing this, Yuwen Qingquan's eyes widened for a moment, stared straight at Yuwen Quanfeng, and asked in disbelief: "You... Wonderland?"

Yuwen Dufeng nodded, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, how can I have the face to ask for advice?" His face was light from beginning to end, as if asking about the fairyland was not something worth bragging.

Yuwen Qingquan stopped talking, looking a little lonely. Asking Wonderland is hopeless for him in this life.

Yuwen Dufeng gently patted him on the shoulder and said with relief: "Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven." ”

Yuwen Qingquan sighed and looked at his brother, he seemed to understand a little, why his old man entrusted the family to Xiuwei at the beginning, and Yuwen Quanfeng, who was far inferior to himself.

At the beginning, Yuwen Qingquan was a real asset, and he had realized the power of the rules early, and his cultivation was even more mile a day, and he stepped into the threshold of the Nine Realms like a bamboo. On the other hand, his brother is a slow climb from realm to realm with average qualifications, not impatient or impatient.

And now, Yuwen Qingquan can only stop at the peak of the Nine Realms, but his brother has taken one step at a time, and even knocked on the door of the fairyland.

The higher the cultivation, the more important the mind. And Yuwen's peak temperament can be said to be rare in a hundred years.

Yuwen Jinfeng thought about it, and said with a dumb smile: "In this way, the three of us in the Yuwen family lost the fight, which is a bit embarrassing." Immediately afterwards, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the red sun in the sky, and suddenly changed his words, and whispered to himself: "I am losing now, but I will not lose in the future." One door and three questions about the immortals, strong and strong. ”