After the hour.

Luoyang City began to drizzle, and diners who were originally going to watch a good show took shelter from the rain and returned home. In the blink of an eye, the noisy and noisy streets became extremely deserted, and the bluestone slabs hidden by the dust were washed by the spring rain and glowed with a layer of dark light.

Ning Shi secretly drank a pot of wine and kept giggling there with his mouth grinned.

"Stinky boy, my aunt told you a long time ago, you are still young, you can't drink, you can't drink, you will get drunk, why don't you listen?" Meng Bajiu sighed, "Look, you're drunk now." ”

"Auntie, I'm not drunk, I'll toast you, do it first. Ning Shi grabbed the wine glass, poured it into his mouth with his head raised, grabbed it and poured it, and spilled three-quarters.

"Are you doing this?" Meng Bajiu took a slow sip of a drink, clicked his mouth and sighed, "It's so lucky, you can meet the sword sent to the door when you drink." ”

"It's coming. ”

"It's coming. ”

"It's going to be nine thousand nine in a minute. Meng Bajiu kept muttering to himself, his eyebrows and eyes were bent into peach blossoms, which was very good-looking.

"Auntie, why do you have to find these famous and famous swords, nine thousand nine is a lot, but it is really not difficult for you to let go of eating. Ning Shi shook his head and asked, these words had been held in his heart for a long time.

"It's not the same. Meng Bajiu shook his head vigorously, "Swords are different from swords, those who have no name and no story can only be regarded as iron bars at best, where can they be called swords." My aunt cultivates a sword immortal, not an iron immortal, her heart must be sincere, and she can't deceive it, she won't succeed in any of them, otherwise the sword immortal in this world would have been like a carp in the river, as many as a cow's hair. ”

The two of them pushed the cup and changed the lamp, a rare indulgence.

Ning Shi was young, but he didn't expect to be a drunkard, with one hand on his cheek and one hand reaching for a wine glass. After reaching it, it was a sip of booze, and after drinking, he took a deep breath, and then licked his lips gently, as if he was tasting the taste of this apricot blossom wine, and muttered to himself from time to time.

Spring rain outside the building.

The more you go down, the more urgent.

The raindrops, falling between the brick eaves, dripped down and splashed a handful of water.

Xiao Er of Luohualou was already drowsy, but Ning Shi was still on the mood with his aunt, he was happy when he drank wine, and his aunt was even happier when he ate the sword. At this time, I didn't even bother to eat the snacks, I shook the wine glass and the rain outside the window, a cup of wine, one sip can be drunk clean, and after drinking, I picked up the wine jug and shook it to the wine pot was empty.

"Someone. ”

Ning Shi tilted his head, a rare high voice.

"Serve the wine. ”

After shouting, he squinted his eyes and looked at Meng Bajiu opposite him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his fingers changed from one to two.

"Two pots. ”

As soon as he finished shouting, before Xiao Er had time to run over, he slapped the table vigorously: "Why don't you drink yet, don't you want to mix, do you know who I am?" My name is Ning Shi, my aunt's name is Meng Bajiu, the sword eater of Jianmen, be careful to break all your swords and eat them, hurry up and serve wine!"

"Quick!"

"Up!"

"Wine!"

Ning Shi slapped the table vigorously and yelled.

The young man who was quiet on weekdays was so arrogant after drinking, which amused Meng Bajiu, he just tilted his head and smiled, vaguely revealing two dimples, and nodded frequently from time to time: "This is the disciple of my Sword Sect, with personality and arrogance enough." Stinky boy, my aunt used to blame you, you can learn swords, you can learn swords if you dare to drink, there is no reason why you can't learn it. Our Sword Gate wants to produce two sword immortals, aunt and I will do it first, you follow. ”

"Glorious Sect. ”

"One door and two sword immortals, it's scary to listen to......"

Ning Shi didn't look drunk, but as long as he heard the word sword, he immediately came back to his senses: "I don't want to learn the sword, I don't learn, I just don't learn, I don't call you master, I will call you aunt, always call you aunt, aunt, aunt." ”

Satiated.

Meng Bajiu got up and beckoned a junior: "Take two umbrellas." ”

The rain outside the Luohua Building is getting more and more rapid, and the raindrops are not big, but like needles, there is still some stinging pain on the face. The streets were gray and dreary, with only a faint glow from the lanterns, and the vision was so poor that it was almost impossible to see anything from ten meters away.

Ning Shi and Meng Bajiu, one of them held an oil-paper umbrella with green bamboo stems and plum blossoms, and walked into the rain.

Luohualou can stay, but Meng Bajiu is reluctant to settle here, and she still has some expectations: "This Luoyang sword cultivation should still have some courage." ”

"After all, it's a god. ”

"It can't all be shrunken turtles. ”

"I'm sitting in a brightly lit restaurant, and if you don't want to show up, then I'll go into the night. The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills, what a good artistic conception and how many sufficient conditions. ”

Meng Bajiu led Ning Shi, looked at the Magpie Bridge, and then walked all the way west along Yongning Street. The long street connecting the north and south of the city was supposed to be filled with small stalls and vendors, as well as all kinds of idlers walking the streets and alleys. On weekdays, there is a lot of noise, quarrels, frolicking, shouting, and fighting.

At this time.

The loneliness is deep, and the silence is terrible.

Ning Shi shook his body, obviously he hadn't sobered up yet, the rain quickly wet his clothes, and his hair was not spared, but even the cold spring rain couldn't make Ning Shi wake up.

"Auntie, where is my wine?, why are you all spilled in the air?" Ning Shi muttered to himself, "This wine is not delicious, it is not fragrant, and it is not sweet. Xiao Er, quickly change the wine, change the best wine in your family, find my aunt, ask my aunt for silver, my aunt is Meng ...... Eighty-nine ......"

In the shadow of a row of shabby signs.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared.

The felt hat is pressed very low, covering the cheeks and revealing only the nose and mouth.

The eyes of this group of people have never left her throat since Meng Bajiu appeared, and Meng Bajiu, as always, did not squint, holding an umbrella in one hand and behind his back with the other, his posture was upright, pacing.

"Gross!"

Ning Shi suddenly bent over, and directly vomited, even tears and snot spit out.

Meng Bajiu stood in the middle of the road, patiently waiting for Ning Shi to finish spitting, and the felt hat sword cultivator hidden in the shadow beside the road gradually revealed his figure, and the sharp blade wrapped in black cloth around his waist slowly unsheathed.

On the stone bridge in the distance.

The two old men looked into the distance with their swords.

"Senior brother, is that person Meng Bajiu?" said the old man led by him in a deep voice.

"Senior sister, Liuyun shouldn't take away the deer ear sword without authorization, and he must be strictly disciplined in the future. The old man on the side sighed, "On cultivation, on the sword realm, you and I are not half a point better than her, legend has it that she has long been a half-immortal in the Eight Desolations, turning her hands into clouds and covering her hands for rain." ”

"After all, a legend is a legend, and it can also be boasting, the butterfly tail sword of the sect is infinitely powerful, plus so many helpers, it is not without the power of a battle, if she carries her head on the stage at the Chuntang Sword Meeting, she will definitely be famous all over the world. Lao Mu's eyes were shining, "In this way, it is not in vain to practice." ”