Volume 1 There Are Fish in the North Chapter 46 Good Wine Mixed with Water

No matter how much Li Fuyao felt that Qinghuai's temperament was really cold, but after going through so many journeys with her, it was really hard to deny that this girl with green clothes was really a good person. If you think this statement is inappropriate, it's okay to say that she is a good demon.

I don't know about others, but I don't know about Li Fuyao, there is no doubt about it.

These days, Li Fuyao has finally raised his realm cultivation to the top of the positive artistic conception, only one step away from it, and then enter the second realm of tranquility, but the price paid is really not light, Qinghuai beat him with green silk when he was bored all day long, when he made a fire to cook, he beat him with green silk, and even before resting at night, he had to beat him with green silk.

And the firewood knife that Li Fuyao turned from the scholar Huang Jin really broke in half at a certain evening, which means that Li Fuyao could only carry half of the firewood knife before arriving at the sword mountain, a swordsman without a sword originally planned to use a knife as a sword, but then the knife broke, which is bound to make people feel strange and funny. One day, if this swordsman becomes famous in this mountain and river, if he is lucky, if he still has a group of followers, these things that have happened in the past may make those followers stunned.

Li Fuyao is always thinking about some things in his spare time, such as the sword immortal Chao Qingqiu, who is now the only sword immortal in this mountain and river, which is already famous all over the world, but there has never been any story that he has not become famous before, funny or not, no.

This sword immortal only knows that he climbed the sword mountain to learn the sword, and after learning the sword, he came down the mountain, and then traveled through the mountains and rivers, and one day he stepped into the realm of the sea and became the only sword immortal in the mountains and rivers.

As for the stories, there are none.

It's just that this kind of thing is not thinking about it alone, in fact, there are countless people in the world who think about it, so even if you can't think of it, it's not a big deal. Therefore, when he couldn't think about this matter clearly, Li Fuyao turned to think about other things, such as why that sword mountain is the path that all swordsmen must pass, why he has to walk up that sword mountain and then come down to be considered a real swordsman, these things The Qinghuai around him couldn't give him an answer, so the young man who now only has half a knife comforted himself, and he knew when he got to that mountain.

Everyone must have a short-term goal, for example, the genius girl from the demon land's short-term goal is to go to Liangxi to participate in the Dao meeting, and then challenge the Dao seed Ye Shengge at the Dao meeting, and if it is closer, it is to take Li Fuyao out of the territory of Yanling, if there is enough time, you can take him to Sword Mountain by the way, of course, if you don't have time, let him go to that Sword Mountain along the border of Yanling alone. And Li Fuyao's short-term goal is to go to that sword mountain, climb the mountain to practice swords, and find a sword of his own.

As for what happened after that, whether it was going back to Luoyang City or going to Shaoliang City, Li Fuyao always felt that he was not going fast enough, but it was true that he couldn't go fast now.

But now that he is determined to learn swords and become an extremely powerful swordsman, he has taken root in Li Fuyao's heart.

So I don't know when it started, Qinghuai felt that this young man suddenly became diligent, Li Fuyao, who used to practice swords only for a few hours at a fixed time, now as long as he is not in a hurry, except for sleeping and eating, he just practices swords, this diligence, although according to Qinghuai, is not as good as the geniuses she has seen in the demon land, but in comparison, Qinghuai also feels that this guy is now much more pleasing to the eye.

Although the guy was holding a wood knife that had been broken in half, it really seemed a bit nondescript.

In the early morning of this day, the two came to a small wine shop near the border, although Yanling is one of the three major dynasties of this mountain and river, but there are still so many small countries in the remote places in the southwest, and it is not much surprising that there are some desolate places in the remote places in the north, but after all, this place is about to be close to the Dayu Dynasty, Yanling has no reason to let the small countries flood like the southwest, but it is true that there are Yanling border troops stationed on the border like the division of tigers and wolves, ready to deal with the sudden raid of Dayu, and even there are many monks on the border, in order to protect the northern border of Yanling from the scourge of Dayu's horseshoeIt's just that it's hard to say if you have other thoughts in addition to that.

Before Li Fuyao stepped into this small wine shop located in a small town still many distances from the border, he found that this small wine shop was not very elegant, and other wine shops were always very concerned about the wine flag at the door of the wine shop, not to mention that they needed more high-quality fabrics to make that flag, just the wine word written on the flag, although it did not have to come from the handwriting of a famous artist, but it should not escape from a neat two words, no matter how bad, this flag must be glamorous, right?

But now in front of Li Fuyao, not to mention the wine flag, even the words on it are crooked, and what makes people feel even more disgusting is that the wine flag has not been cleaned for a long time, and a layer of black dirt on it is attached to the surface of the flag, almost not even the wine word can be seen, in the skylight, it is still slightly reflected because of the greasy.

It would be a strange thing for such a liquor store to have customers. In fact, even Li Fuyao and Qinghuai, after standing in front of the door for half a moment, had the idea of turning around and leaving.

But before he could turn around, there was a thunderclap above the clouds, and then soon a heavy rain fell on the earth.

Li Fuyao and Qinghuai glanced at each other, and silently walked into this greasy and dirty looking wine shop.

The wine shop is not large, but the furnishings inside are even less, with three wooden tables and six benches. It stands to reason that only twelve people can sit when it is full.

Now there are no drinkers in this small wine shop in the north, there is only a middle-aged woman selling wine and an elderly man who is bored and watching the sudden heavy rain outside, the old man seems to be in the twilight, so when he sees the two guests walking into the small wine shop that has not seen the drinkers for many days, he does not have the strength to stand up and greet each other, but carefully drinks the small half bowl of wine in front of him.

The middle-aged woman who was settling accounts at the counter was furious when she saw this, and said angrily: "Old fellow, do you really think you are a scholar? You owe me more than a dozen jars of wine, and now you are left to run in the wine shop, it is a pity that you are homeless." Why, you're running away like this?"

The old Confucian with a red nose smiled in a trance: "It's already raining heavily, where can these two go, when you enter the wine shop, you are afraid that they will not order two jars of wine, the shopkeeper, selling wine, you are really good at it." ”

In fact, the middle-aged woman, who had no accounts to calculate in front of the counter, tugged at the corners of her mouth, regretting why she had left such a nervous old guy in the first place.

After adjusting her mood, the middle-aged woman turned her head to Li Fuyao and smiled: "This son, if you want to drink something, here in the north of Yanling, not to mention anything else, just wine, our family has the most types!"

The old Confucian drunkenly added: "It's also expensive, I drank more than a dozen jars of wine at the beginning, and I was charged three hundred taels." Or can I leave the book and not read it, and be a buddy for this?"

Being demolished in front of someone, and it was also a guy from her own family, the middle-aged woman's face became extremely ugly, she glared at the old Confucian viciously, and then was about to say something, when she heard Li Fuyao open his mouth and smiled: "I want a jar of wine that this old gentleman drank at the beginning, whether there was any wine and food, it is best to come to two, come in mainly to avoid the rain, if the rain has not stopped after the wine is drunk, don't blame the shopkeeper for not leaving." ”

The middle-aged woman smiled and hugged a jar of wine, quietly wiped off the dust accumulated on the jar, and put it on the wooden table where the two were sitting, and said with an apologetic smile: "Our store is small, and there is no appetizers, so it tastes good to drink two sips like this." ”

Li Fuyao smiled and signaled that it was okay, and the middle-aged woman turned her head to look at Qinghuai seriously for the first time, and said sincerely: "This girl is really good." ”

The old Confucian student on the other table snorted, smiled and said: "The world is good, the girl is naturally born with water, if she is in a bad situation in the world, how can these girls grow like this." ”

The middle-aged woman casually threw over a rag and scolded with a smile: "Where is there any bad situation, this Yanling has not fought for many years." ”

The old Confucian smiled, did not respond, just swallowed his small half bowl of wine in one gulp, smacked his mouth, nodded in satisfaction, and then quickly collapsed on the wooden table, and the snoring started immediately.

The middle-aged woman said angrily: "I know to sleep all day long, the old lady seems to owe you, this is a living Bodhisattva in the store?"

Li Fuyao ignored these things, poured a bowl of wine for Qinghuai, and poured a bowl for himself by the way, before he picked it up and put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and after smelling the aroma of wine, he said with emotion: "How many times have you not drunk this?"

Qinghuai is as silent as ever.

Li Fuyao took a sip of wine that he didn't even know the name of, and praised it: "Shopkeeper, good wine!"

The middle-aged woman was stunned, and before she could react, Li Fuyao sighed and said, "It's just that the water is a little too much." ”