Chapter 40 The people on the mountain are all bandits

Su Hu was depressed, depressed and angry, and very unhappy. Not to mention that Mu Chenhao was able to go to the fifth floor to do a very brisk job, and he had to run around on the first floor with a skinny little crane surnamed Xiaohe, who was tired of being a dog, and there was no salary at all.

Why? The shopkeeper of this restaurant took out a pair of calligraphy and paintings, pointed to the words "mountains and rivers are good" and added oil and vinegar, criticized himself for being useless, and even more bitterly disgusted himself for ruining his treasures, so all the debts owed were worth his own wages.

The familiar storyteller was still talking, watching Heyuan tired among the diners, Heyuan saw that Su Hu was really tired and asked him to rest for a while. I was able to stand in front of the counter, with my hands on my cheeks, and look boredly at the shopkeeper who was dozing off in the counter.

As everyone knows, Mu Chenhao on the fifth floor is even more miserable.

Because few people came on the five floors, the black-hearted shopkeeper refused to let people be idle, so he asked Mu Chenhao to take advantage of the empty space to clear the business account books of the restaurant in recent days.

So on the only table on the fifth floor, three stacks of thick account books were piled up there, and Mu Chenhao was gritting his teeth and turning through the pages one by one, counting, deeply doubting whether the restaurant had counted these things since it opened.

Someone came into Sanxi Town, looking at the magnificent waterfall that restored the stream, the big lake shimmering, sparkling by the sun, so unbearable.

When he came to the foot of the Waterfall Tower, he looked at the three words of the Waterfall Tower above his head, grinned lightly, and said: "The façade is so stingy, it is really an out-and-out miser." So saying, he went to the door.

Seeing someone coming in, Su Hu hurriedly greeted him, smiled at him, and asked, "Guest officer, what do you want to eat?" while stretching out his hand and handing a seat not far away.

The man glanced at Su Hu and shook his head with a smile, walked straight to the counter, knocked on the counter, and shouted, "Hey, what about the steward, can't you go up the fifth floor?"

The shopkeeper was sleeping in a daze, opened his sleepy eyes, and said while looking up: "100,000 gold on the fifth floor, a small profit, no." The moment he raised his head and saw the man, the word "credit" did not wait for another word to be spoken, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes.

He stood up abruptly and looked at the person in front of him in surprise. The man didn't speak, his elbows resting on the counter, surveying the interior and the overcrowded diners.

After a long time, the shopkeeper said with difficulty: "Where's the beard? ”

The man replied lightly: "It's hot, shaved." ”

"Reluctant?" The shopkeeper had no previous lazy and indifferent attitude, staring at the man, indescribably serious.

"I don't say it, who knows if I'm reluctant to give it up?" the man smiled, unconcerned.

The restaurant is very noisy, and the storyteller who occupies the most central seat is still telling some stories about cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, and everyone sometimes applauds and praises, and sometimes applauds.

The man listened with interest, and it was rare to see such a lively time.

The shopkeeper didn't speak for a long time, and only muttered: "It's not bad, it looks a lot younger." ”

"I said that your five-story building will not be opened, and your business will not be opened. The man got a little tired of listening, knocked on the counter again, and said dissatisfied.

The shopkeeper stared at the person in front of him seriously and said, "Where's the money?"

The man scolded with a smile: "Black-hearted guy, can you please have a meal?" Hearing this, the shopkeeper took out two wine jars from the cabinet, walked out of the counter, kicked Su Hu on the side, and said, "Look." ”

After speaking, the two went upstairs one after the other.

At this time, Heyuan noticed this, leaned over, and asked loudly, "What's the matter?" Su Hu shook his head: "There is one who goes up to five floors." He Yuan thought thoughtfully, looked at the person behind the shopkeeper and groaned slightly, and said to himself: "Strange, I seem to have seen that person somewhere." ”

On the second floor, Yang Tianci said hello to the shopkeeper, and when he saw the person behind him, he bowed his head. The man nodded in response.

The same is true for Yang Zizai, who has three floors.

The shopkeeper carried two wine jars in his hands, and walked very slowly, step by step, so that the wooden ladder creaked under his feet. The man followed silently behind him, and did not say a word.

Approaching the fourth floor, Han Shiyao looked at the people behind him, was shocked, and said loudly: "Sir?" The shopkeeper suddenly felt a little disgusted, and waved his empty hand fiercely: "Go, go, work, make life and death like parting, what does it look like?"

Leaving Han Shiyao in place, he was unbelievably shocked.

On the fifth floor, the shopkeeper pushed the door in, and saw the thick account books on the table and Mu Chenhao with a headache on his face, his face was dark.

Mu Chenhao frowned and raised his head to look, and saw the shopkeeper who pushed the door in, and the person who greeted him with a smiling face, which was very familiar.

There's no way to be unfamiliar. Not long ago, when he woke up, he had to meet a big fat deer with human nature, leading him to the 300 bluestone road, and when he almost died, someone wanted to save him.

asked himself if he would like to become an immortal, and after being politely refused, he let himself go down the mountain and left.

It's just that at this moment, compared with the old man with a long beard, this person has a little more energy, a little more energy, and a little less expressive long beard.

Self-proclaimed, Mu Yun is a real person.

After bowing, Mu Chenhao stood up and saluted: "Junior, I've seen my senior." ”

Mu Yun Zhenren looked at Mu Chenhao and smiled, then sat down and said, "I'm a little greedy, so I'll come and drink a drink." ”

The shopkeeper threw the account book on the table on the ground, the wine jar rested on the table, and said to Mu Chenhao: "Get the food." ”

Mu Chenhao packed up the account books on the ground, hugged them in his arms, and went downstairs.

The two of them didn't say anything, Mu Yun Zhenren poured himself a cup, drank it all, was so embarrassed, and sighed lightly: "Yes, I thought that you, the black-hearted shopkeeper, wanted to give me the watered Yellow Lake to drink." ”

The shopkeeper didn't smile, only grinned and said, "If you don't have any money, then you owe it." ”

Mu Yun Zhenren shook his head and said with a smile: "You guy, I entertained you with two dishes at that time, and you didn't invite me back, what a thing to say." ”

"I'm afraid that if you're gone, I have to keep some thoughts, so that I can go to this mountain to ask for it in the future. The shopkeeper's tone became colder and colder, without the slightest temperature.

Mu Yunzhen poured another full cup, sniffed at the tip of his nose, and said, "Then how about I give Mu Yunfeng to you?"

When the words came out, he didn't see the shopkeeper's face change, revealing the slightest hint of surprise, still disgusted, and said: "Poor country, what's the use of staying?"

Ignoring how the shopkeeper scolded, Mu Yunzhen put down the wine glass and instructed: "The food is delicate, show it to me, don't let the evil animal in the back mountain secretly eat it for me." ”

The shopkeeper was silent, took the wine jar, and poured it full of drinks.

Mu Yun Zhenren smiled dumbly and said, "Why are you so happy with the wine I bought?"

Mu Chenhao pushed the door in with a tray, and there were three dishes, fish and meat.

One by one, they were placed in front of Mu Yun Zhenren, and Mu Yun Zhenren did not move chopsticks. But the shopkeeper was eating with his head stuffy, stuffed very full, and his cheeks rose very high.

Shaking his head, Mu Yun Zhenren chuckled: "The fish is fishy and greasy, don't eat it." ”

The shopkeeper kept his head down and didn't make a sound, couldn't see his expression, and chewed heavily.

looked at Mu Chenhao and asked, "The kid has comprehended the thunder energy?"

Mu Chenhao nodded, puzzled.

"Don't feel that it's useless. Mu Yun Zhenren looked at Mu Chenhao and smiled like a spring breeze.

"Even if it is useless, it is better to use it for others. ”

Get up and go to the fifth floor.

When he arrived at the door, the head of the shopkeeper still did not rise, his voice was hoarse, and the food in his mouth was mixed and vague: "This account is owed." ”

Mu Yun Zhenren turned his back and smiled, without looking back, and asked, "Do you say you want to pay it back?"

I didn't have time to reply, so I went downstairs.

Just as he was out of the door of the Waterfall Tower, Heyuan hurried over, squeezed in front of Mu Yunzhen, and grinned and asked, "Have you ever paid the bill?"

Mu Yun Zhenren shook his head: "Your shopkeeper is invited." ”

When Heyuan heard this, he immediately shook his head, his own shopkeeper had a temperament, and he couldn't do this kind of thing.

Seeing Mu Yun Zhenren, Heyuan felt more and more familiar, and asked, "Have you seen it anywhere?"

didn't wait for Heyuan to react, he just felt that the sky was dim and blurry in front of him. When he came back to his senses, he was thrown back into the first floor, leaning on someone's lap.

Looking up, I could see the shopkeeper's black face.

"What about people?" asked the shopkeeper.

Heyuan was at a loss, got up, and shook his head: "Let's go." ”

A slap hit Heyuan's head, the sound was crisp, and the shopkeeper scolded coldly: "Bad goods!"

As he spoke, the shopkeeper also strode out of the door, leaving Heyuan, who was holding his head in place, wanting to cry without tears.

After a long time, he cried and said, "What is this called?"

The restaurant is still the same.

It's still on the mountain.

On Muyun Peak, the bamboo sea is shaking, the bamboo house is eye-catching, and the bamboo chair is still quietly placed in the small courtyard.

Only this time, there are fewer people.

The shopkeeper walked through the bamboo sea and walked in. After the bamboo house, he looked at the small vegetable garden, and scolded in a deep voice: "What is the use of leaving such a mess for me, I haven't taken care of it for a day, but it has worms." ”

As he spoke, the shopkeeper of the Waterfall Building, who was scolding and scolding, didn't feel that his eyes were a little red.

A light breeze blew, and many yellowed bamboo leaves could not hold on, and left the branches, flipped in the air, fluttered, fell to the ground, and muddled into the soil.

The vegetable garden, which used to be eye-catching, is now really in my hands, but I can't be happy.

Upset and depressed, he trampled on a gratifying vegetable under his feet, got angry from his chest, and muttered to himself: "Old thing, no wonder Yan Zhao wants to set foot on the mountain when he sees someone, it's really right, the people on this mountain don't have a good thing." ”

"The people on the mountain are all bandits!"

The shopkeeper suddenly stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, even if there was no one beside him, he never let go of his last dignity, as if the hateful old man was hiding somewhere to watch himself make a fool of himself, and he still scolded: "This wind has lost the eyes of the master." ”

His chest was sore, and the shopkeeper never moved: "This deal, the master has lost a lot." ”

sighed, the shopkeeper of the restaurant, who had lived for most of his life, had a little sadness in his eyes with a few inaudible grains.

This small peak, from today, belongs to the name of the shopkeeper of the waterfall building at the foot of the mountain.

In this way, the shopkeeper still feels that he has lost a lot, and he can't make up for that loss.

Two altars of Yellow Lake, farewell to close friends.

There is no end to each other, and there is no end to goodbye.

The people on the mountain are all bandits. Now the shopkeeper of the Waterfall Building has also become a member of the disgusting bandits.

Write down the account, if not.

Then leave a thought.