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The wind is slow, the light is slow, the people are slow, and the sound is slow.

It is already very close to Taixu Mountain, and if you go 10,000 miles, you can reach the shore mouth and enter the Longhua realm.

And time, from Tai'an to now, it has only been more than 40 days.

The incense has not burned out, and the footsteps have not stopped.

Pacing and pacing, slowly, I came to a market.

From afar, you can see the crooked bluestone slabs, and the old bodies are covered with mud.

The archway in front of the bazaar is engraved with words, and the word "Chang'an" .....is written on it.

Outside the valley city, Chang'an set.

Li Bichen stared at these two words for a long time, as if he could see some past things clearly from these two inscriptions.

Chang'an.....

Stability?

Or....

Chronic restlessness?

The words are placed here, how to interpret them, that is the business of the reader.

The business of reading people, that is the business of cultural people.

Li Bichen helped the hat in front of his forehead, and the light and shadow sprinkled down, and it was just after the morning.

The great sun hung up on the sky, and under its brilliance, clouds and smoke continued to rise.

"Bang bang..... Boom ....."

The sound of the copper plate ringing came into his ears, and Li Bichen's robe was torn off.

A young man was unkempt, and at this time he was holding a copper bowl with three copper plates in it, which was being shaken by him.

He was almost the same age as his own appearance.

"Master Dao, give some money, a good person has a safe life. ”

As he said this, his voice was hoarse, his eyes raised and looked at Li Bichen, and Li Bichen looked at him, this beggar was in rags and emitted a foul smell, obviously he hadn't washed his body for a long time.

Li Bichen didn't think much about it, he took out a bunch of money from his sleeve robe and put it in the copper bowl in the beggar's hand at this time.

"Thank you, thank you!"

A smile bloomed on the beggar's face, and he took the hanging money, jumping up and down, very happy. Soon, he disappeared from Li Bichen's sight, and at this time, someone on the side came over and spoke.

"Little Daoye, you have too much money, but this kid, if you can stay away from him in the future, don't get any closer. ”

An old man walked over with a vermilion banner in his hand, on which were written the four characters "Huangshi Chimaru".

This is a medical practitioner.

"Oh, why did my husband say that?"

Li Bichen was a little interested, so he asked him carefully, and after some tossing, he also understood a rough idea.

The ragged beggar is called Yin Sheng, and the old man who sells medicine is called Cui Wen.

There are some grievances between the two, and the beginning of this grievance is the wine shop, of course, this is not the main thing, the main thing is that the yin is really a bad fate.

"The boy was born, his mother died, and a year later, his father died, and then he was adopted, and he changed three or four families in a row, and they all died cleanly. ”

"And he has been alive and well until now, seventeen years....."

Cui Wen said this, Li Bichen heard it, and sighed: "Is there a fate in heaven?"

"Yes, it was the fate of God, so no one dared to get close to him later, this kid should have been eaten by wild dogs at that time, but you don't know..... He ate all the wild dogs. ”

Cui Wen coughed twice: "Yin Sheng.... This is the name we gave him, he was born to kill his mother, but he is not a man from the underworld, as for his real name, no one knows. ”

Li Bichen nodded: "What does the wine shop say?"

"Hmm... This is the weirdness, this whole valley city, this piece of Chang'anji, only the little lady who makes wine can talk to him for two words, and the relationship is still a little close, it is like a friend, and the little lady has nothing to do. ”

Some people thought that Yin Sheng's evil spirit had disappeared, so they had the idea of talking to him, but soon, someone found that some of the stray dogs taken in by Yin Sheng also died inexplicably. ”

Cui Wen shook his head: "I'm a medicine seller, looking at life is not something I can do, no, I once heard that there was a strange book in the world, called "Knowing Life", as long as those who get this book have a thorough understanding, they can look at people's lives, and even look at the geometry of their longevity, when they should die, when they are in trouble....... Unfortunately, I will never see this book in my life. ”

Li Bichen's expression was slightly stunned, of course he was familiar with the word fate. It was a wonderful book that was once mentioned by the wanderer, and as for the author.... I don't know.

The thought turned, Li Bichen's eyes shook and looked into the crowd, and the back of the beggar reappeared, but everyone who passed by him subconsciously distanced himself.

They were afraid of him.

Li Bichen looked at it for a while, and it wasn't until Cui Wenkai said and acted that he suddenly came back to his senses, so he said goodbye to the old man with a smile, and continued to walk towards the end of the market.

The pace slowed down, and a sound came into his ears, Li Bichen's head turned slightly, and there was another burst of wine fragrance.

is different from the Hugong in the forest, not to mention the fascination of the immortals, if the Hugong's wine is full of ethereal meaning, then the wine of this house is full of the smell of red dust.

It's the smell of the world, heavy, pungent, tearful, but.... It's delicious.

Li Bichen raised his head, and in the wine shop, there was a figure facing back.

The name is written on the wooden sign on the side, but it is very atmospheric, called [Baijiawei].

"What kind of wine does the guest officer need, lotus stamen or Hantan incense? Huadiao wine or daughter red? Or bamboo leaf green, monkey brew? Except for the Taiqing red cloud, I don't have it here, the rest, what the guest officer wants, I have it here." ”

The girl turned around, with a headscarf tied around her head, and the sleeves of her arms rolled up, and her face was as delicate as a hibiscus out of water.

Li Bichen knew in his heart that this girl was afraid that she was the wine seller in the mouth of the old man Cui Wen.

His mouth opened, and he was about to speak, when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"To... Tu Su who wants two taels!"

The voice was hoarse, but it was very familiar, Li Bichen turned his head and saw a person, who was the beggar before.

“... Dao Ye?"

The beggar saw Li Bichen and looked a little restrained, and in the wine shop, the girl's fingers knocked on the cage drawer, smiled apologetically at Li Bichen, and then said to the beggar: "Okay, Tu Su of two taels is a total of four copper plates!"

“... Here you go, Sister Numaru. ”

The beggar put the copper bowl on the table, and there was no copper plate in it at this time.

His eyes looked inside, and the wine he ordered surprised Li Pichen, so he asked, "Yin Sheng.... You're called Yin Sheng, right?"

The beggar looked at Li Bichen and nodded, and Li Bichen snorted: "Tusu wine can dispel the charm and spirit, benefit the temperature and yang, avoid wind and cold, and ward off evil spirits." ”

The words were soft, but this made the beggar feel a little confused, but at this time he showed an embarrassed smile, looking very embarrassed.

"I'm fate, it's better for Dao Ye to talk to me less....."

The beggar opened his mouth, but his voice was still hoarse, like the words of an old man.

"It's okay, your life can't control me, no matter how powerful it is, it won't hurt me in the slightest. ”

Li Bichen smiled, at this time, in the dark, if a silk thread was broken, that is Tiansha, it is the fate of the person who is born with Tiansha, there is a certain number of mysteries, for mortals, it cannot be seen or touched, it cannot be resisted, but for the immortal family, this is nothing at all.

It's like there are some treasures that need to be displayed by people in the yang year and the sun and the sun and the sun, and in the same way, there are also people in the yin year and the sun and the sun are cloudy, and there are five elements that lack water, fire, and shortage.... People who lack everything.

People are different from each other, but immortals are even more different from mortals.

They are all human beings, but one is an immortal and the other is a mortal, this is a heavenly moat, separating Kun Qian from a lifetime.

Li Bichen exhaled and said to the beggar: "Tu Su wine is good, I drink Tu Su at the end of every year, and I don't realize that I have been more than seventy years old." This is a long-lived wine. ”

"I'm not the kind of person who lives long, am I..... Don't make fun of me..... I'm afraid I'm going to die a bad death. ”

The beggar said this, but there was helplessness and a smile on his face.

In the liquor store, at this time, the female pill had already made the drink, and at this time she put it out and poured it into the copper bowl.

Like a clear spring suddenly flowing down, like a silver river, converging into a stream, in it, the rich aroma of wine wafts out, making people feel comfortable just by smelling it.

The aroma of wine overflowed, and soon, many people gathered in front of the wine shop, and the great sun gradually rose to the sky, and in the wine shop, the aroma spread farther and farther.

There are more and more people who come to buy wine, and they gradually gather together, and the female pill is a little busy, as for Li Bichen, he has already asked for a pot of monkey brew, and in front of the plaque of Baijiawei, he drank it one by one.

Yin Sheng, on the other hand, leaned against a wooden pillar, basking in the sun and closing his eyes.

He seemed to be asleep and was asleep.

"Dao Ye?"

A slightly familiar voice came, and Li Bichen raised his head and saw Cui Wen's old face.

"My husband is also here to buy wine?"

Cui Wen nodded, and when his eyes turned, he saw Yin Sheng not far from Li Pichen's side, his face trembled, and he didn't speak, and went straight to the crowd of people buying wine.

"Give me a bowl of realgar. ”

These were Cui Wen's words, and of course Numaru agreed, and soon, the bowl of wine was placed in front of him.

Li Bichen looked at Cui Wen, and then at Yin Sheng not far away, and couldn't help laughing.

This old man drank realgar because he was afraid of being entangled by some ghostly spirit.

This yin sheng drank Tu Su because he wanted to drive away the ghosts and ghosts on his body.

The old man is a doctor, and the doctor drinks realgar to remove filth;

The boy is a beggar, and the beggar drinks Tu Su Nuanyang.

That's right...... It's quite right.

"Gooooo.....oo

The sound of swallowing wine kept ringing, and the people who came and went, all kinds of people, were all in Li Pichen's eyes at this time.

In a trance, what those people were holding in their hands was not wine, but bowls and bowls of red dust brew.

They are drinking the seven emotions, they are forgetting the seven feelings.

Some people drank a bowl, and then wiped their mouths clean, and the expression became indescribable again, but the melancholy between the eyebrows seemed to disappear a lot, and some people laughed after drinking, and some people drank bowl after bowl, and finally began to cry.

Joys and sorrows, sunny and sunny.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, where is this wine, this is Meng Po's soup.

Li Bichen drank all the monkey brew, and beside him, Yin Sheng leaned against the corner, no one communicated with him, and no one dared to come up.

Yin moved his body, exhaled some filthy breath, staggered, and was about to leave, and Li Bichen stretched out his hand at this time, which was obviously far away, but in such a fishing, he actually grabbed his arm.

Yin Sheng was stunned, and Li Bichen smiled: "Two taels of wine is not enough, if you want to get rid of misfortune, you have to take some fierce medicine, I invite you to drink." ”

As the words stood up, Li Bichen got up and said to the female pill: "Two more jars of Tusu wine." ”

Yin Sheng looked at this Taoist who was almost about the same age as himself, and bit his lip, his eyes uncertain.

"Dao Ye really wants to drink with me?"

Yin Sheng said this, Li Bichen raised a finger, smiled, and took the wine jar at this time, the altar was opened, and a rich aroma floated out.

"Don't get drunk. ”

Three words spit out from Li Bichen's mouth, and Yin Sheng looked at Li Bichen, only to feel that there was a feeling in the dark that he must drink these wines.

"Won't get drunk. ”

Yin Sheng said this, so he opened his jar of Tusu wine.

However, by the time he took the first sip, he was already a little drunk.

So, the wine went into the bowels.

Bowl after bowl, Yin Sheng felt as if he had become an immortal, the dirty aura on his body was dissipating, his eyes were hazy, and at this time, he could faintly see the face of the young Taoist master.

His body seems to have become much lighter...... So comfortable....

The picture in his eyes is changing, and the faint one actually manifests the appearance of the female pill.

His face became flushed, and there was love in it, but he was ashamed, and he actually cried out at this time. The sourness that has accumulated for a long time is like a big river bursting its embankment at this time, and it is thousands of miles away when it is discharged, and it can no longer be closed.

Yin Sheng began to speak incoherently, so that his own memory of this period was hazy, and he only knew that he was talking to the young Dao Master, and that Dao Master, whenever he said a word, he would drink a bowl of wine.

And every bowl of wine he drank made him feel comfortable.

Is it a dream, or is it not a dream?

In a trance, his tears crossed his cheeks, but they did not fall to the ground, but were caught by the man with his own bowl, and in the haze, it seemed that some words were spoken.

"This bowl of wine, made with your tears, is bittersweet wine, is sour wine, is sad and angry wine, seventeen years of suffering, today into this bowl of wine, you drink it, this heavenly life, it will be broken. ”

The words went on and on, and at the end it seemed that something was being said, but it was no longer audible.

Without much thought, the hand reached out, took the bowl of wine tremblingly, and drank it all.

Immediately afterward, there was a hearty laugh in my ears, and finally, I didn't remember anything.

"Yin Sheng, wake up. ”

A nice voice came, and Yin Sheng opened his eyes in a trance, and the first thing that caught his eye was the face of the female pill.

"What's wrong with you, you didn't finish your drink and fell asleep?"

Numaru looked at him strangely, while Yin Sheng looked at his side, the bowl of clear wine was placed, and there was no ripple in it.

Yin Sheng raised his head and asked strangely, "Sister Numaru, what about the little Taoist master who drank with me before?"

"Isn't he already gone?"

The female pill replied, while Yin Sheng looked at the bowl of wine, and at this time, as if enchanted, he reached out and drank the bowl of wine.

So, a voice instantly sounded in his heart.

The bowl fell to the ground, like a thunderbolt across his heart, Yin Sheng was stunned, and in his eyes, at this time, hot tears gradually flowed out.

Tears fell to the ground, but it was no longer wine.

.....

Chang'an was thousands of miles away, Li Bichen helped the hat and smiled slightly.

Exhale into the wind and turn into white clouds.

A bowl of colorless red dust water, drink all the bittersweet tears of the seven feelings.

Good and evil are speechless, and their cold eyes and eyebrows are dusty.

Lonely and ignorant, cold and depressed.

Persuade the gentleman not to sleep deep in his dreams, if the wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk.

“......”

"There is still a way to go. ”

"It's better to go into the wine...."

"Don't stop drinking. ”