Volume 2: The Bloody Rain of God Chapter 8: The Knife Bearer Begs for Wine, and the Poor Daoist Helps.

Outside the Dong'an Gate, since the seventh day of the first month of January, the lanterns are lit up.

In the capital, Bai Yujing is the second time to come, but it is the first time to see the prosperity of the capital. It is said that the car is like flowing water and the horse is like a dragon, and on the occasion of the Lantern Festival, the carriage cannot enter the lamp market at all. Pedestrians on the road are shoulder to shoulder, all kinds of snacks are dazzling, there are juggling tricks, dragon and lion dances, and the peaceful and prosperous times are nothing more than this.

"Little Er, serve the wine. ”

Bai Yujing beckoned Xiao Er to serve wine while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Brother Ye has been mysterious these days, and he doesn't come out to see the lanterns, and now he is fifteen, and he won't be able to see it if he wants to see it in two days. Jia Baoyu complained.

"After all, he is a brocade guard, unlike the two of us. Bai Yujing said what he thought of when he said this, and said with a smile: "By the way, Brother Jia, I have to trouble you again for this wine money." He didn't feel embarrassed at all when he said this, in Bai Yujing's mind, the master said that he didn't have to be too polite when he went out to rely on friends.

Jia Baoyu sneered: "Little Taoist, you eat me and live with me, you stopped me just now." ”

Bai Yujing smiled bitterly.

"Brother Jia, you want to guess the lantern riddle, there is no place on this street, why go to the land of fireworks. As soon as he said this, Jia Baoyu's expression seemed to be a little unhappy, and when Xiao Er came up with sorghum wine, he couldn't help but say: "It's the fault of the poor road, and the poor road will punish himself with three cups." ”

After saying that, he poured himself a glass of wine and drank a glass of wine.

Just as he was about to pour the second cup, he heard Jia Baoyu say: "Little Taoist, you think beautifully, you still want to drink three more glasses with my wine money." As he spoke, he snatched the jar and poured himself a glass. A glass of sorghum wine went down to the stomach, and a red glow rose from the cheeks in an instant, which seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

"This wine is a little stronger, and it doesn't have the pure taste of Du Kang. Jia Baoyu stuck out his tongue.

Falling in Bai Yujing's eyes, he didn't feel that Jia Baoyu had a little daughter posture, thinking that he was holding a rock sugar gourd in his hand like a naughty child just now, and went to buy a little candy man, I was afraid that he was a noble son who hadn't gone out much since he was a child, and laughed secretly in his heart: "Brother Jia's appearance is fortunately not seen by Brother Ye, otherwise he will be laughed at." ”

Jia Baoyu drank a glass and didn't drink it again, which shows that his alcohol consumption is not good. Because speaking of which, this sorghum wine has a soft taste, and it is far less powerful than those shochus.

"Little Taoist, can you ask for a bowl of wine to drink?"

The man who spoke was a man with a knife, not tall, less than seven feet, lean, dark-skinned, and looked more like a coolie than a charlatan. His face was sad, his clothes were dirty, and he seemed to have not changed for a long time. Bai Yujing remembered that when he first arrived, the man was still sitting alone on the table and chair next to them, and somehow he didn't order any food and wine on the table.

At the moment, this person is also like Bai Yujing, a poor bastard with empty sleeves. I couldn't help but feel pity in my heart, and said: "Xiao Er, add another bowl and chopsticks, and two jars of good wine." ”

Jia Baoyu glanced at the man, and couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard Bai Yujing say this. In his mind, why bother to give him wine for no reason with this man.

"Don't thank you for your kindness, Ding Mou will do it first as a respect!" The man didn't wait for Xiao Er to bring up the wine, so he picked up the wine jar and opened his mouth to drink it violently, which made Jia Baoyu's brows furrow even deeper.

Bai Yujing laughed: "Good amount of wine!" He remembered that outside the Saiwai, those Mongolian men were also drinking so boldly, and he didn't expect that although this man was thin, his drinking momentum was not weaker than those Mongolian men.

Sure enough, it is a lot of heroes in the rivers and lakes.

At this time, Xiao Er brought up the wine first, and Bai Yujing also picked up the wine jar and took a sip. The man was not polite, and after drinking one jar, he moved another jar, and the two of them drank the wine by themselves.

The man had more than a jar of sorghum wine, his face was red, and his eyes were even more red. patted the long knife on his waist and said: "Little Taoist, the wine is strong and intimidating, at this time Ding is bold enough, don't leave it at that." After speaking, he walked downstairs to the restaurant.

"Let's go up and see. Jia Baoyu, who had been frowning, was interested at this time, because in his opinion, the man seemed to be murderous after drinking, and he was obviously going to kill someone.

Bai Yujing nodded.

Jia Baoyu settled the account, and followed behind the man with Bai Yujing from afar. But what neither of them expected was that the man stopped not far from the restaurant, and the one who stopped him was a fortune teller.

"Altar Method", "Supporting the Lady and Inviting the Immortal" two large signboards hung on the broken wooden table, the Taoist man was in his forties, looking poor, and his wide Taoist robe was washed white.

Bai Yujing and the others heard the man say to the man from a distance: "You Yin Tang's fierce aura is entangled, and there will be a bloody disaster soon!" Jia Baoyu couldn't help but smile and said to Bai Yujing: "Little Taoist, this is also your fellow Daoist?"

"Let's go, go up and have a look. Bai Yujing didn't laugh. If that man really went to kill someone, wouldn't it be a sign that there would be a bloody disaster.

The man hesitated, and before he could speak, he heard Jia Baoyu's voice coming: "Old Taoist, you said that he had a bloody disaster, then you should also show this son." ”

"You?" The man saw Bai Yujing and the others, Bai Yujing smiled at him, and said to the man: "Poor Dao Bai Yujing has seen senior brother. ”

The Taoist hurriedly replied: "Don't dare, the poor Taoist of Shandong is a good fellow." ”

"Senior brother is enshrined by the Purple Girl?" Bai Yujing once heard the master say that Shandong Taoist people are good at helping people, and they generally like to ask Zigu for divination.

Lan Daoxing shook his head and said, "If I wait for a good man to worship, it must be to worship the lord of the male gods in the world, Emperor Donghua." When this Taoist said this, he was very much like Ye Xipeng, he was full of energy, and he had a manly spirit, but he was not like a Taoist with a pure heart and few desires.

Bai Yujing listened to the secret saying of a good man, but Jia Baoyu was a little unhappy, and sneered: "The world's helpers are all inviting Zigu, can he respond to you if you invite Emperor Donghua? ”

Lan Daoxing didn't get angry when he heard this, and smiled and said, "This son doesn't believe it, why don't I calculate it for you." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Jia Baoyu to reply, with a wave of his cuffs, a handful of snow-white fine sand fell evenly on the wooden table. Look at the blue road again, his eyes are facing the sky, his whole body is trembling slightly, and his mouth is full of words. Suddenly, his expression was straight, his eyes were deep, and he sang: "Even if the Qingdi comes out of Penglai, the sword and halberd are all over the nine walls." I don't know anyone at the moment, so I don't want to bury it. ”

At this time, Lan Daoxing seemed to have changed into another person in an instant, and there was an awe-inspiring aura between his eyebrows, which was sacred and inviolable. The breath is long and majestic, and ethereal and unpredictable, like the immortal emperor in the dust. He pinched the fingers of his sword in his hand, like holding a sword, and drew it in the void.

With his sword fingers moving, the snow-white sand surface seemed to have an invisible pen moving, and I saw that the five big characters of "Miao Miao Miao Miao" were slowly written on it, which was a poem handed down by Emperor Donghua.

"Phew!"

As the handwriting appeared, Lan Daoxing's tongue bloomed, like thunder. Sober up in an instant. Suddenly, the breath subsided, no different from ordinary people. Although Lan Daoxing didn't speak, looking at Jia Baoyu's stunned look, Bai Yujing also knew that Lan Daoxing's words were closely related to Jia Baoyu, but Bai Yujing couldn't think of anything to do with Jia Baoyu no matter how he looked at them.

Jia Baoyu looked a little annoyed and angry when he saw Bai Yujing. With a flick of his sleeves, the five characters of white sand suddenly disappeared. "Sure enough, it's a charlatan. After speaking, Jia Baoyu said to himself: "My son is going to see the lanterns." ”

He ran away alone.

Bai Yujing hurriedly turned around and wanted to catch up, and heard Lan Daoxing say to the man: "If you go, there will be a bloody disaster, why bother!"

Then the man spoke, "I promised a man, a beggar, a blind and lame beggar." He said that he was not a beggar in the first place, nor was he blind and lame. He had a happy home full of children and grandchildren, but because of that person, his home was gone, and his children and grandchildren died, and there were seventeen lives. ”

The man's voice was very soft, but it fell on Bai Yujing's ears unusually heavy, and he couldn't help but stop and no longer chased Jia Baoyu.

"Although I don't have a lot of martial arts, I still have a knife. So I agreed to him, and I walked for three months before I came to the capital from Jiangxi...... But every time I pass by the man's house, I am timid, and I have to thank the little Taoist priest for your wine. The man looked at Bai Yujing and smiled, "I am bold now, what is there to fear about life and death!"

"I have to go, I promised the beggar, I have to go and do it. ”

Speaking of this, the man clenched his fists at Bai Yujing: "If there is a coming day, I will definitely invite you to drink, and Ding will go!" After speaking, he strode towards the crowd.

Bai Yujing couldn't help but say loudly: "Wait, who is that person, I'll accompany you." ”

When the man heard this, not only did he not stop, but walked faster, and even ran wildly, obviously not wanting to involve Bai Yujing. Bai Yujing hurriedly wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Lan Daoxing: "The fierce aura between your eyebrows has appeared, and following up is also a bloody disaster." ”

With this delay, the man has disappeared into the tide of the sea of people.

Bai Yujing couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Do you know where he's going?"

Lan Daoxing said while packing up his clothes: "He lived near me when he entered Beijing, although he didn't mention it, but I can guess it." Speaking of this, he didn't say more, but said: "It's not too early, I have to rush back to Longguan." ”

"And where did you say he went?"

Lan Daoxing stopped talking, and said slowly: "Forget it, the destiny is like this." ”

"You are a ......" Bai Yujing was angry, but he didn't know what to say about him, so he couldn't help but chase after the place where the man left.

Lan Daoxing's eyes darkened slightly when he saw him leaving. I don't know where the wind came from, it suddenly blew over, and the manuscript of Emperor Donghua's poems copied on his desk automatically flipped up, and a few lines of words fell into his eyes: "Pang Meidou erects evil spirit, and he takes off thousands of miles into the air." The three-foot sword in the box on his back is the sky and shows injustice. ”

Lan Daoxing trembled, thinking of the old servant who came to look for him a few days ago, although he was dressed ordinarily, but his face was noble, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "Is this also the will of heaven? It seems that the poor Dao still wants to enter the palace, and this traitor has no one to clean up, and the poor Dao should do the right thing for the heavens!"