As soon as Shan Shuang lay down, he saw Heiwa push open the courtyard door and threw the long sword in his hand to him.

The long sword is four feet four, bronze and ancient, and it is still warm in the hand.

"It was my voluntary exchange. "Shan Shuang can guess some, if that thing is not precious, Li San will not be able to come to the door in person. This leading figure in Dilonggou will not bow his head into his thatched courtyard.

Heiwa didn't care what Shan Shuang said, she went to the house and filled a bowl of broth, and drank two sips before ordering, "Open it and take a look." ”

Holding the long sword in both hands, I was really curious. I only heard that Li San was a good iron player, but I never thought that this sword casting was also a master of one top one.

Touching the hilt of the sword, there was a soft sound, and he raised his hand to draw the sword, but he did not move at all.

"Didn't you say that Master Kuixing taught you some tricks?" said Heiwa with a smile.

It's a good opportunity to hear about it. Otherwise, if you want Heiwa to listen attentively, it is no less difficult than fighting with a wolf.

Immediately, he went to the ground in both hands and singles, stepped out in one step, and did not send a punch, and took another step, the fist was still on his shoulders and waist, a full seven steps, and his fists did not move.

Until the single and double were upright, the pair of fists did not move at all.

For a while, both Shan and Shuang scratched their heads, a little embarrassed.

As for Heiwa, she has already laughed so much that her chest is close to her back, and it is not easy to hold back as much as she can, so as not to interrupt the single and double.

is really a fist style made with the bones of a single and double body, which is more like a baby learning to speak and a crow dancing, without half a bit of power at all.

Fortunately, Shan Shuang is serious, but he also estimates that he has a trace of seriousness, and after a set of fists, there is a little bit of true qi.

"You try that sword again!" Heiwa waved her hand, signaling that this article was turned over, and she made up her mind that she would not watch the single and double practice of this cat boxing in the future.

After dancing boxing, although I was embarrassed, I also gained some confidence. As soon as he grasped the bronze long sword and pulled it out hard, he really pulled out half of it.

It's just that before Shan Shuang could pull it all out, the sword seemed to be angry, and he retracted it again. Singles and doubles, who couldn't react for a while, stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Heiwa, who finally controlled her smile, laughed directly this time.

I have to say that the embarrassment of being ugly and ugly, Heiwa thinks it is the most good-looking.

Mo is not a black baby, or the pock-faced old man in Heiwa's consciousness, and he can't help but laugh at the moment.

It was only soon that he was sitting upright, because Heiwa was staring at him with a cold face.

The meaning is already obvious, no matter how much he laughs at the black baby, it is okay to laugh at both the single and the double, but the others, one more mouth should be damned.

"Heiwa, this thing is too precious, let's return it to Uncle Li. ”

Shan Shuang woke up the black baby who seemed to be smiling, he was not stupid, this thing seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and it was similar to the sword fairy in the book.

"You have already drawn your sword, and now that you return it to Li San, he doesn't necessarily want it. Heiwa said.

"This!" was speechless, knowing that he had been successfully calculated by Heiwa.

"Singles and doubles, the favors you are willing to give, others may not be willing to receive. You take things, and maybe some people are much more relaxed. ”

Speaking of which, there was more sneer on Heiwa's face. Seeing that Shan Shuang was silent, Heiwa felt that her words were too straightforward, this life is like this, it sounds unbearable.

However, Heiwa is not that caring person, and the single and double do not need comfort.

The children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and the lonely people in their lives also know the warmth and coldness of people.

Comfort, but it is more poignant.

Heiwa drank two more bowls of broth, gave a dozen copper coins to the single and double and left. Shan Shuang did not refuse, it turned out that this broth was the bush wolf who was strangled to death by Shan Shuang with a knife, and that fur could also be exchanged for some copper coins in the town.

A lot of meat was picked by Heiwa, leaving four wolf legs, and Heiwa herself unceremoniously took away a big hind leg.

The remaining three were thrown onto the kang. This summer, without a few days of smoking, this fresh meat can't last for a long time.

With a sigh, Shan Shuang still put away the long sword and cut off the idea of returning it.

People are miserable, and others can't avoid giving favors.

"You are a dignified Taoist ancestor, but you teach some things from the soldiers, aren't you panicked?"

Heiwa walked down the street with a sarcastic face. Fortunately, there are not many people on the street, otherwise you might think that Heiwa is a psychopath.

"The soldier likes to fight the heavens and the earth the most, and this move is the most suitable for him. ”

The old man suddenly appeared beside Heiwa, but the people around him didn't seem to see him and didn't pay attention.

"It's a good excuse. Heiwa couldn't deny it, and didn't go to Fei Na's tongue to debunk the old man, but smiled, "Then Li San's Taoist classic, you just let it fall into your hands." ”

"What does that have to do with me? It's not in my hands, even if trouble comes, I'm not afraid. Although my Taoist doesn't want to cause trouble, if trouble comes to the door, I have a way to deal with it. The old man didn't care at all, it was his own Taoism, and it was two completely different concepts to go out from his own house and give it away from another family.

Even, he had some hope to see this kind of ending. He also wanted to see what kind of sparks his own Dao method and that life grid could spell out?

"It's really rare to have such a little guts!" Heiwa glanced at the old man, it was the first time that she felt that Taoism still had a little prestige, and it was not all angry.

The old man was not angry, his pockmarked face twisted around, and he laughed so much that it was a mad man.

The two walked with the sunset, one walking with a dragon and a tiger, and the other was lame, if outsiders could see it, it must be a strange scene.

Let's talk about singles and doubles, the next half month is good.

The wolf meat that Heiwa picked out was enough for him to eat for a few more days. Li Yaozong's familiar slug still sent two white-flour buns a day, and compared to before, it was much brighter.

Even the gate, she dared to go directly.

The bronze long sword was hung on the wall, and if Li Yaozong wanted to take it, he could take it away at any time.

It's just that Li Yaozong has never looked at it squarely, but every time the long sword waits for Li Yaozong, it trembles with excitement, as if it is about to break through the air at any time.

This kind of behavior disturbed Li Yaozong's tranquility, and Li Yaozong was buried in the sludge in the courtyard every day, and it was not a good thing.

It's just that when she goes home, she always hangs the sword back in place, no matter how much yellow mud there is on it.

Shan Shuang is often cleaned, but this product is not very appreciative, and there is always no movement in his hands. Anyway, I just can't pull it out, and I seem to be complaining about myself, so why did I recognize the owner of such a weak chicken.

Fortunately, Shan Shuang didn't have the idea of moving it, and after cleaning it every day, he hung it on it again, waiting for the slugs to continue to plague.

With broth and white buns, such a good meal is not in vain, and the injuries of single and double are still good. Within a few days, most of the wound had healed, but the scar was difficult to eliminate.

The copper coins given by Heiwa, plus some miscellaneous medicines picked by Shan Shuang himself, also allowed Heiwa to exchange for the last medicine, freckles.

Separate doses, this month is not too worrying, and it is also not much good news for single and double today.

Li San gave Gu Zha, single and double also took a look, but half of the unfamiliar words in it, most of them are ancient Chinese and ancient words, jerky and difficult to understand, and single and double can only be stopped. On the cover, the four big characters are still vaguely recognizable.

Three-life Taoism!

The few steps that Kui Xingye gave him, the single and double have been practicing diligently in the boring past few days, although they are still not elegant, they can be regarded as having a little appearance.

Seeing the two men in blue cloth walking in front of the door, they stayed at the door and looked at it for a long time.

In the past two days, there were especially many strangers from Dilonggou, and they were different from the ordinary summer resorts. These people often wear swords, and their expressions are indifferent, or they are chattering, and they are not good at seeing the natives.

I heard that there was a lot of chaos in the bazaar, and no one in the government took care of it. I only heard that the eldest master of Qingtian was seriously ill and couldn't handle the lawsuit.

However, discerning people also know that this is because the government can't afford to provoke these outsiders, so they can only bless them with peace and quiet.

The yamen doesn't care, and the flat-headed people in Dilonggou naturally dare not take care of it. Just do your own thing, and those who can avoid it are also avoided, and most of the aunts who set up stalls on the street are missing.

There are only a few bold and bowed down, ready to take this opportunity to earn some prosperity for a few days.

Shan Shuang has always disliked these troubles, and he is full of bad luck, so he doesn't want to be too debauched on the street.

It's just that Heiwa said that there was a storyteller in the town, and it was wonderful to tell some stories, and it would be a pity not to listen to it.

So Heiwa made an appointment to listen to the book today to see what kind of situation the storyteller in the city was like. Shan and Shuang are also curious, Heiwa has never been very interested in these things, and what kind of magic does this storyteller have, which can make this black man fascinated.

Really made an appointment, Heiwa will always be late. This point, singly and evenly, is undoubtedly certain.

So, when it came to the point, he was not in a hurry. After frying the soup in the small casserole, he went to the town in a hurry.

There are many pedestrians on the road, and most of them are unfamiliar faces. Shan Shuang walked on the side of the road with his head down, and with his miserable white face, no one came to find a bad one.

Soon, he saw Heiwa pacing from another alley at the fork in the road, and the odd and double calculations were also good, just half an hour.

But Heiwa is not happy, every time he comes late, it is to show his identity as a big brother.

It is only natural for the younger brother to wait for the eldest brother, but if the eldest brother is waiting for the younger brother, what is the reason?

In the end, Shan and Shuang used boiling medicine as an excuse, and Heiwa didn't work hard, and it was very "generous" to forgive Shan and Shuang once.

It's just that the single and double are guaranteed many times, and in the future, in this case, don't make the same confusion.

Although there are a lot of people in the town, it is really not lively.

There are not many conversations between outsiders, and villagers do not dare to talk casually.

It's only occasionally that I meet some familiar people, and I only occasionally catch up with a few words, which can be regarded as some of them.

The two of them walked all the way, and soon found the inn, which was coincidental or unfortunate, and it was the old owner of the single and double.

The business of the hotel is good, maybe there is more storyteller, or maybe there is less of him as a sick man.

The only thing that Shan and Shuang didn't expect was the lack of the Qingzi who skillfully circulated between the dinner tables.

Although the hotel is divided into inside and outside rooms, the single and double have long been familiar with it, and you can see it through at a glance.

Xiao Er didn't know when he changed to a middle-aged man who looked quite dignified, but judging from the slightly dirty waist, he must still be a newbie.

If it is Qingzi, it will definitely not let the white girdle be stained with half a point of stains. According to Qingzi's own words, if you can keep it clean enough in this hotel, you can be a qualified junior.

If the second child is sloppy, who wants to drink wine and eat meat at the dinner table?

Although Qingzi is not very old, he has been a junior for so many years, and he is an "old fritter" after all!

"I heard that he provoked a stranger and was lame, and the guy who searched the fat man naturally couldn't keep him. ”

may have seen the mind of Shan Shuang, and Heiwa also took the initiative to solve his doubts. He didn't like to talk about these things that didn't have anything to do with him, but he was afraid that he would save trouble by suspecting himself of doing so.

I didn't want to settle some old accounts with that guy, who knew that life was also a hard life.

Shan Shuang nodded, and his eyes turned to the stage that had just been built in the store, but his expression was a little silent.

Fortunately, the person on the stage is a familiar person, which makes Shan Shuang's eyes look new.

The storyteller is smiling like a warm sun, and Confucianism is like a spring breeze.

The table in this store is naturally not big, just a small dining table, plus a high bench, fortunately, Lu Fatzi regarded him as a cash cow, so the bench wooden table is still new.

There are a lot of people listening to books, outsiders sit at a dinner table, and villagers also join in the fun. Coming and going, there are naturally a lot of drinks.

Thinking about it, the fat belly of the fat man must have trembled with laughter.

The two of them mixed in the crowd, and there was a black baby to open the way, so that they would not be unable to squeeze in. The road squeezed out by Heiwa's thick body is already an avenue for Shan Shuang, and there is no need to suffer anything.

There are a lot of people, and Mr. Storyteller still nodded very politely with the two people who squeezed in, but I don't know if it's because of Heiwa or his singles.

Today's gentleman told the story of a female ghost in red and a poor scholar in this world, and when it came to emotion, both of them couldn't help but feel sad and almost cried.

The black man next to him was completely ignorant, but he just sighed that Mr. had a strong tongue, and he didn't touch half a decimeter of water for an hour or two, and he was really profound.

However, Mr. Storyteller has his own rules as a storyteller, and most of the story is told, deliberately leaving an ambiguous ending, which hangs people's appetites.

The storyteller closes the fan, and the guests leave. The money for those drinks is still a lot of money left in the store.

Fat Lu didn't know when to "get out", and took the checkout money one after another with a smile, and his mouth almost cracked with a crooked smile.

Just saw the single and double, slightly frowned. But looking at Heiwa's staring eyes, Fat Lu didn't dare to say anything meaty.

"These two are my friends, and the boss can be regarded as a favor. ”

When Mr. Storyteller spoke, Fat Lu immediately laughed again, and hurriedly agreed to retreat. When leaving, I didn't forget to put some copper coins on the small table where Mr. was telling stories.

The guy in this shop, only this gentleman can't be offended. Not to mention that it is a foreigner, it is this unique business, and Lu Fatzi is reluctant to say half a sentence of foul language.

"Sit in the back room?" Mr. turned his right hand towards the bookkeeper, and without waiting for an answer, he turned around first, and Shan and Shuang could only follow.

As for Heiwa, he didn't mind wasting that time.