Chapter Ninety-Five: Called Old Man Flower
There was a sense of pride on his face that admired Master's foreknowledge: "Now Childe is really as Master said, just wake up in three hours." ”
Xiang Xiaolong said: "Little brother, I want to thank him well." ”
The medicine boy said: "No need, the master has never seen outsiders, he has already instructed before leaving, when the son wakes up, he will hand you a bottle of special medicine that is good for your injury, and you will be fine after you go back to take the injury." ”
Xiang Xiaolong thought, what kind of magical master is it, so mysterious that he hasn't seen anyone... But he still sincerely took out some pearl necklaces from his arms and gave them to the medicine boy: "Thank you for the grace of Master Lingzun for saving your life, Xiang Xiaolong can't repay it, and I hope that the little brother will accept it with a little meaning......."
The medicine boy disagreed: "These are just the money that people in the world want to fight for, Master doesn't need it, Xiang Gongzi should leave quickly, and he can't find this place again in the future, let alone reveal this place, so as not to disturb Master's meditation." ”
Xiang Xiaolong really wanted to meet such a mysterious master, but he knew that he couldn't ask what he shouldn't ask. So after drinking the medicine in one go, he instantly felt a force rising in his waist, which made him feel much more comfortable for a while.
He thanked him again and again gratefully, and then took the jujube red horse and was led by the medicine boy to leave this fairyland on earth that had only been for three hours.
When Xiang Xiaolong returned to the Phoenix Cottage, he was stunned by the scene in front of him......
The always magnificent village was burned down, and all the brothers in the village died a miserable death. With tears of friendship, he hugged these brothers who followed him in the past and cried bitterly... Now that these dead brothers were all affected by him, Xiang Xiaolong knelt on the ground and cried......
"Ah.......h
He cried so much that he was heartbroken, brothers, it's me who is not good, I hurt you. Xiang Xiaolong dug open the pits one by one, and he grieved to bury this group of unfortunate brothers with his own hands, knowing in his heart that it must have been done by the group of people in the Netherworld Ghost Valley. It's just that the two sworn brothers, Ma Shaowei, the second master, and Zhang Feihu, the third leader, are missing, and he has no clue whether to die or live.
At night, Xiang Xiaolong dug up the wine that had been buried for many years and drank it in front of the brother's grave......
He swore to the dead brothers that he would avenge them.
I don't know how long I drank it, and a dirty old man came out of the grass, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, thinking that he smelled the smell of wine and found it.
"Wow! Good wine! Good wine!! so hungry that I called Hanako and drooled a few bowls of saliva! Little brother, can you let Hanako also taste the wine in your hand. ”
Xiang Xiaolong was in the grief of losing his brother, and suddenly such an old man burst out, and his whole body was so dirty that he seemed to crawl out of the garbage. However, Xiang Xiaolong didn't want to pay attention to him, he just glanced at the wine jar beside him, and he acquiesced to the old man's liking to drink, so take it......
As soon as Hanako saw Xiang Xiaolong's acquiescing eyes, he grabbed the wine jar and put it in his mouth, and after a while, more than half of the wine was drunk by him. He exhaled with satisfaction, as if he was a little unhappy, looked around for a long time and said to Xiang Xiaolong on the side: "Little brother, why do you only have wine and no food... How can such a good night be without meat? ”
Xiang Xiaolong was silent, didn't pay attention to the dirty old man's words at all, and only cared about him talking to himself there to justify himself.
Hanako said to herself, "It's okay, you wait for me for a while, I'll come." ”
Xiang Xiaolong was impatient, and was about to get angry when he saw that the old man called Hua was gone......
Xiang Xiaolong was so strange, how could he talk and not see the figure, about half a pillar of incense time, the old man came back, holding a pheasant in his left hand and a pile of firewood in his right hand, he said happily to Xiang Xiaolong: "Alas, I can have a full meal tonight." Do you know that little brother, this is a female pheasant, and it is always called Huaxue Rooster to lure it out. Haha......."
He seemed to be proud of his masterpiece and ignored whether Xiang Xiaolong said anything or not, and went to the creek alone to clean up the pheasant. Seeing that Xiang Xiaolong was still sitting there, he called the old man Hua and complained: "Alas, little brother, why don't you help make a fire, is there any major event in heaven and earth that is faster than enjoying delicious wine." ”
Xiang Xiaolong still ignored him, only drank the stuffy wine alone, and saw the old man Hua grabbing mud on the ground and smearing it on the washed pheasant.
Xiang Xiaolong couldn't help but say, "What are you doing, seeing that I didn't make a fire, you sprinkled your anger on the pheasant." ”
The old man smiled and said: "Little brother, what do you know, the world's delicious food is just like this, I have eaten all over the world, and even the delicious food in the palace of Goryeo is not as good as this chicken in the hands of the old Hanako......"
Xiang Xiaolong estimated that this old man was hungry and crazy, so he didn't pay attention to him at the moment. Turning around and leaning against a small poplar tree, looking sadly at the brothers in front of him who had always returned to the dust and laughing in the past, this group of good brothers who were all the same could never wake up again......