A pot of hot tea was drunk, and the rain stopped.

Tea six wen, peanuts and rice two wen, Bei Shangyun gave Xiao 20 wen, got up and walked ahead.

The four of them left the restaurant and walked to the dart board.

The long street is ten miles, and the breeze is coming.

The clothes are wet, clinging to the body, outlining the delicate figure of the girl.

At a glance, the two teenagers in the back spurted their blood, their faces were flushed to the roots of their ears, and they did not fade for a long time, and the two of them glanced at each other in unison, and they both smiled with red faces and some embarrassment.

The nine-year-old little fat man didn't know how to appreciate it, and his eyes looked straight at a man walking in front of him, and the man was carrying a sugar gourd on his shoulder......

After a short time, the four of them walked back to the dart game.

At this time, a carriage stopped outside the main gate, and in front of the stone lion of the dart board, two men dressed as domestic servants were standing, their eyes were flat, and it was obvious that the dart game might be doing business again.

Yang Nanguan could see that there was a qi in the bodies of these two men, a qi that was slightly inferior to that of the bearded old man who returned with him today.

When the two men felt Yang Nanguan's gaze, they both had an inexplicable tremor for a moment, like an illusion, and the feeling of trembling disappeared in an instant.

Seeing the four of them walk into the dart game, the two men glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of unknown colors.

Just into the dart game, a pleasant fragrance came to the nose, the rainstorm not only did not knock down a few osmanthus flowers full of trees, but washed away all the dust and soil on it, and the fragrance was lingering.

And in the curling fragrance of osmanthus flowers, there is a fragrance of food, sniffing, Bei Shangyun said: "Go change clothes first." ”

After that, Bei Shangyun moved to the West Cross Courtyard, Gu Dahong led Xiao Hong to follow him, and Yang Nanguan glanced at the North Shang Ji who was sitting in the front courtyard building and talking with an old man, and then also walked into the West Cross Courtyard.

"Squeak"

He took the roll of mat leaning against the door, pushed open the door of the attic, closed it from the inside, and inserted the latch.

Yang Nanguan walked to the side of the bed and put the three clothes that were also a little wet on the bed along with the mat.

Changing out of the soaked white clothes, Yang Nanguan picked out a black dress that was only a little wet and put it on, and then put the changed clothes in the wooden basin next to the bed, and hung the other two clothes on the wooden shelf in front of the bed, and finally spread the mat and went out.

Carrying the wooden basin to the blue brick well, Yang Nanguan fetched a bucket of water and began to wash his clothes.

From the age of ten, the old man took care of the laundry, and of course, cooking, chopping wood...... , It can be said that in addition to seeing weaving, there are many things Yang Nanguan can almost do.

Not long after, Gu Dahong also walked out of his attic with a wooden basin, there were two sets of clothes in the basin, Gu Dahong nodded at Yang Nanguan, and also squatted down to wash his clothes, and after a while, he changed into a green coat and went downstairs, also holding a wooden basin.

Walking to the blue brick well and putting down the wooden basin, Bei Shangyun did not squat down to do laundry, but said, "It's time to eat." ”

Hearing this, the two teenagers washed their hands in the bucket, stood up, and the little fat man with sharp ears also hurriedly ran out of the attic, took the lead, rushed out of the West Cross Courtyard, and threw down a sentence.

"Xiao Hong went first. ”

"Remember to wash your hands. ”

Bei Shangyun shouted with a smile, I don't know if this sloppy little fat man heard it, or if he heard it, he would do it.

"Let's go too. Bei Shangyun led the two teenagers out of the West Courtyard.

The stove room is in the east across the courtyard, and there is only a central hall between the west courtyard, if you pass through the middle hall, you can save a long way.

However, the middle hall can not be entered at will, so far, even Bei Shangyun has only entered three times.

When he walked to the front yard, he saw that his father was still talking to the old man, and his face was a little solemn, so Bei Shangyun didn't call him, and walked straight to the east cross courtyard with the two teenagers.

Before approaching the East Cross Courtyard, a noisy sound had already entered the ears, and when I got closer, I saw five large wooden tables placed on the bluestone floor tiles, and thirty or forty dart masters pushed cups and changed lamps.

The dozen or so dart masters who came back with Yang Nanguan were also among them, and the others were all fresh faces.

Bei Shangyun looked at it for a while, and saw a little fat man who was holding a pork knuckle and gnawing on a wooden table in the middle, smiled, and said, "You go eat first." After saying that, he turned around and went to the stove room to help.

In the slightly curious eyes of the dart masters, he walked to Gu Xiaohong's side and sat down, Gu Dahong skillfully took two large bowls, and then took a large wine jar, poured a bowl for Yang Nanguan, and poured another bowl for himself.

After picking up and taking a sip and putting down the bowl, Gu Dahong turned his head and saw that Yang Nanguan only sniffed the wine, and couldn't help asking, "Don't you drink?"

In the Eastern Regions, almost everyone over the age of ten can drink two sips of wine, regardless of men and women, Gu Dahong naturally thinks that Yang Nanguan is from the Eastern Regions.

"I haven't touched it," Yang Nan took a small sip, only to feel that his mouth was spicy and a little choking, and he almost vomited.

After swallowing it reluctantly, it also felt hot in my throat.

"Is this what wine tastes like?" Yang Nanguan said secretly in his heart.

The old man rarely drank alcohol, and in Yang Nanguan's memory, the old man seemed to have only drunk twice, and each time he was drunk after drinking, unconscious for a long time, crying and screaming, and muttering something strange......

After taking another sip, the feeling of burning in his throat after swallowing was even worse, Yang Nanguan took the chopsticks handed by Gu Dahong, followed the example of other dart masters, and served the dishes with wine.

But who knows, wine and spicy dishes are even more spicy!

Yang Nanguan specially stretched his chopsticks to a plate of dishes that didn't look very spicy, and at first it tasted good in his mouth, with moderate saltiness and deliciousness.

But, chewing and chewing, a fierce spicy energy slowly came out.

As soon as Yang Nanguan swallowed this mouthful, he was suddenly choked with spicy enough, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he immediately covered his mouth and coughed.

And this scene happened to be seen by Bei Shangyun, who was holding a plate of fried pork slices, and the girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

The table was almost full, only there was a place left next to Yang Nanguan, put the plate on the table, hesitated slightly, and sat down next to Yang Nanguan.

After taking the bowl and pouring a full bowl of wine, Bei Shangyun took a sip, and his face did not change.

In fact, the dart game does not eat like this every day, otherwise no matter how thick the family foundation is, it will not be able to withstand it.

Today's banquet is to celebrate the safe return of the dart banquet, so there is wine, any dart master is not allowed to drink at will on weekdays, so as not to make a mistake, and the offender will be deducted ten taels of silver.

A dart, as short as eight or nine days, as long as ten days and a half months, these dart masters who have long been suffocated are naturally full of energy, regardless of men and women, they plan to drink a good time.

Gu Xiaopang, who had just finished nibbling an elbow, smashed his mouth, sniffled, rolled his eyes, and suddenly wanted to taste what wine was like.

When he quietly stretched out his hand to pinch his brother's wine bowl, a chopstick was already knocked on his head, and the little fat man understood and silently withdrew his hand, and at this time, a wine bowl appeared in front of him.

"I can only take a small sip, and I don't care about you when you're drunk. Gu Dahong said lightly, picked up a piece of meat covered with shredded chili peppers with his chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth without changing his face.

The little fat man took it happily, couldn't wait to take a big sip, and swallowed it down his throat. As soon as he entered his mouth, the greedy little fat man regretted it!

"Cough, cough, cough, cough......"

The little fat man turned his head suddenly, spit out all the liquor in his mouth, and coughed wildly.

The dart masters at the same table who saw this scene burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

After three rounds of drinking, Bei Shangyun was only slightly red, but Yang Nanguan was already red-faced and confused.

Raising his head to drain the last sip of wine in the bowl, Yang Nanguan only felt that his eyes were getting more and more confused, his body was fluttering as if he was about to ascend to immortal, his head tilted, and he was drunk on the table.

Bei Shangyun glanced at the black-clothed young man who was too drunk, the corners of his lips hooked a good-looking arc, and the cherry lips opened lightly: "Da Hong, help him back, and then we will compete to see who will fall first." ”

"Hmm. ”

Gu Dahong, who was also only slightly drunk on his face, responded gently, got up to help Yang Nanguan, who was drunk, and picked up his younger brother who was also drunk after doing half a bowl of wine.

With one in his arms and one in his arms, Gu Dahong walked out of the East Cross Courtyard steadily, and soon after settling the two of them, the black and thin boy sat down again, touched a bowl with the beauty, and the two drank it all......

Half an hour passed in a flash, the banquet was over, and the dart masters had already left the table, not knowing where they had gone.

Bei Shangyun's face turned crimson, he staggered to his feet, gently pulled up Gu Dahong, who was accidentally defeated, and staggered towards the west across the courtyard.

In a daze, Gu Dahong sniffed the faint fragrance of the beauty, and indulged in a satisfied smile.

on the bed

Yang Nanguan turned over, his eyes moved slightly, and he woke up.

I opened my eyes with some difficulty, but because the wine was not gone, the young man's eyes were still a little drunk, and he looked a little stunned.

After waking up, Yang Nanguan sat on the bed in a daze, only feeling a splitting headache, churning in his stomach, and feeling a little tired and hot, and extremely uncomfortable.

"Shhh...... Is this drunkenness?" Yang Nanguan patted his head, which had grown a little hair, and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, Yang Nanguan remembered that the old man had said that he could sober up with internal force, and he thought that he hadn't practiced for more than ten days.

Immediately, Yang Nanguan closed his eyes again, sat cross-legged, and carried the Heart Sutra taught by the old man.

In the past five years, the old man has actually only taught Yang Nanguan one exercise and one light skill, and some relatively basic martial arts moves.

The old man has always said that the skill is not much, but in the fine, and this heart sutra is called the Kaiyang Sutra, which is part of the Kaiyang three styles.

In addition to the Kaiyang Sutra, there are only three types of killing moves left in the three styles of Kaiyang, three coherent killing moves, one type of casting yang, one type of Yunyang, and one type of opening yang!

These three styles are also killing moves, and they are also exercises, cultivating pure yang energy, one casting, one accumulation, and one opening.

The Kaiyang Sutra operates, and the majestic internal force dormant in the dantian will swim along the Zhou Tian of the Heart Sutra in a moment, Yang Nanguan only feels the warmth of the whole body, and there is a sense of coolness in the mild warmth, which is very comfortable.

After running it all over the week, Yang Nanguan felt that the fatigue in his whole body had dissipated a lot, and he was a little more sober.

Moreover, there seems to be a drop of water in the vast internal force that has become its own thing, which can be controlled at will and can be mobilized at will.

In Yang Nanguan's body, the majestic internal force rushes through the various meridians, the small veins are divided, and the large veins are gathered.

The internal force is faint, like a purple dragon passing through the veins, whistling vertically and horizontally. At this time, if there is a real person with a high Taoism here, you will definitely be able to see at a glance that the old man is the vein condensed by Yang Nanguan, like a dragon!

On the chest blocked by clothes, the blue light flashed slightly, Yang Nanguan suddenly felt some itching in his chest, and when he was about to reach out to scratch it, the blue light went out, and the itchy feeling disappeared in an instant.

Yang Nanguan didn't care too much, and after a few breaths, he completely devoted his mind to the operation and practice of the Kaiyang Sutra, and used the Heart Sutra to pull the internal force and wander around Zhoutian.

With the operation of one big week after another, drop after drop of internal force turned into Yang Nanguan's internal force, branding him, and a trace of gold slowly emerged from these internal forces, slowly turning into a faint purple and gold color.

The tuna gradually lengthened, and Yang Nanguan forgot about the things, and gradually got better......

On the top of the attic, a white-haired old man picked his feet with a sad face.

The empty wine gourd was placed beside him, and the old man touched his body, but he still couldn't touch even a single copper, and couldn't help sighing: "Hey, the days are hard......"

Helping Gu Dahong back to the room, Gu Xiaopang was already lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, Bei Shangyun pinched the little fat man's white and red face, gently retreated, and closed the door.

Gu Dahong, who should have been drunk, opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the door closing, and there was still a clear look in his eyes, and he was clearly only slightly drunk.

Sniffing the lingering fragrance left on his shirt, Gu Dahong's expression revealed a little decadence.

Gu Dahong could feel that Bei Shangyun was a little unusual to the young man named Yang Nanguan, and seemed to him to only have feelings between friends.

He staggered a few steps and didn't get down the steps. Bei Shangyun suddenly stretched out to see if Yang Nanguan was awake, thinking so, he walked towards Yang Nanguan's attic.

Gently pushed open the door and walked in, closed it again, and inserted the latch, for some reason, Bei Shangyun suddenly felt like a thief.

Quietly walked to the side of the bed, with drunken and hazy beautiful eyes, Bei Shangyun suddenly laughed softly, and her slender jade hand touched Yang Nanguan's head, as if she was playing with a good jade, she was crazy about drinking!

For all this, Yang Nanguan, who was immersed in cultivation physically and mentally, didn't know at all, only to see Bei Shangyun touch it a few more times, and a wave of wine suddenly came up, and the girl who was already unconscious felt a little tired, yawned, and went to bed without even taking off her shoes, and fell asleep on Yang Nanguan's lap.

parvis

Bei Shangjie personally sent the rich old man Zhao, who was ranked in the top three in Longzhong County, into the carriage and watched him leave.

Standing in the afternoon sun, Bei Shangji's expression was sad, he was holding a piece of parchment tightly in his hand, and his lips were bitten out of blood, but the person was still unknown.

Old man Zhao brought a piece of news, a news that is tantamount to the pain of dying for the remnants of the southern country, the last prince of the southern kingdom died of illness at Tongmen Pass in Yangzhou!

At this point, none of the royal families in the southern kingdom survived, in other words, the southern kingdom was completely dead!

Old Man Zhao is also from the southern country, but he moved to the eastern regions of the Central Plains with his father's family a long time ago, and he does not have too many feelings for the southern country.

Beishang Ji is a small family that has lived in the south since he was a child, until he died at the age of eighteen and met a dart master surnamed Du and a dart master surnamed Zhu, and then went to this Beiqu County to take root and settle down.

It's been 26 years, but it's still unforgettable.

Kitakami stood at the door of the dart game in a daze, his eyes glazed over, as if he had been devoured by thunder.

A beautiful woman stood behind her with a bowl of food, the bowl was full of meat and vegetables, and there was no trace of chili peppers.

It's been more than 20 years, and he still can't eat spicy, so she never gives him spicy.

"Boom, let's eat first. The woman's voice was soft and glutinous, not at all like a woman from the Eastern Regions.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing the sound, Kitakami answered softly, stuffed the parchment in his hand into his arms, took a deep breath, turned around with a smile, walked to Madame, and took the dishes and chopsticks.

Walking back to the front yard, sitting and taking two mouthfuls of food, Bei Shangji suddenly looked up at the virtuous lady, and then at the dart game that he had lived in for more than 20 years, and asked himself in his heart.

"Are you willing?"