Chapter 8: The Third Man
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There was a sudden commotion in the quiet forest, and then a low roar rang out: "Roar." ”
It's the voice of a monster.
Following the sound, I saw the big monster walking slowly with Xiao Hong's dried water-red clothes.
Xiao Hong said: "Okay, it's time for me to go." ”
Taking the shirt from the arrogant monster's mouth, Xiao Hong rubbed its head and said with a smile: "Good, sister will come to see you next time."
"Gone. ”
When the words fell, Xiao Hong left with lotus steps, very simply.
After walking not far, she paused, looked back at Xiao Che, and said with a smile: "By the way, I will treat this white shirt as if you gave it to me, you take this fan." ”
The voice drifted into Xiao Che's ears with the faint sound of the wind, and he raised his hand and caught a fan, a cyan fan.
He likes fans very much, Xiao Hong knows.
Because the fan will make him look more like a humble gentleman, but only like.
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It's dawn.
The light is as fresh as dew.
There are still five days left before the assessment of Nanxi Study, and Xiao Che is preparing to go today.
"Che'er, you have your own way to go, and your father-in-law can't stop you, but you must remember what your father-in-law once taught you. Xiao Ying instructed again and again.
Xiao Che shook his body and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my father-in-law, although Che'er is stubborn, I don't dare to forget half a word of my father's teaching." ”
"Good. Xiao Ying smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and his eyes fell on Dazhi's body: "Dazhi, take care of the young master." ”
Dazhi leaned over and clenched his fists: "That's nature!"
A delicate shimmer of light shimmered through the thin clouds, stretching Xiao Che's shadow long through the dense forest.
Xiao Ying stood with his hands in his hands, watching Xiao Che and their figures disappear into the forest.
It's been sixteen years.
This day has finally come.
Xiao Ying knew in his heart that when Xiao Che stepped out of this 'cultivating heart cottage' and wanted to come back, it would be very difficult.
A flash of light brings chill to the bones.
A pitch-black figure quietly appeared behind Xiao Ying.
"Hidden Venerable. The dark shadow shook deeply.
Xiao Ying didn't look back, and said lightly: "No one is allowed to hurt a single child, if he loses a hair, you know the consequences." ”
The black shadow's eyes froze, and he hurriedly nodded without blinking: "Yes." ”
Xiao Ying asked again, "Have you found Luo Danqing?"
The black shadow secretly took a breath of cool air and said in a trembling voice, "Also... Not yet. ”
Xiao Ying's eyes seemed to be staring into the distance, and he let out a long sigh and said no more.
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Xuanluo Dynasty, the capital of the gods.
The vast palace is as majestic as ever, it stands in the center of the divine capital, and it also stands in the hearts of the world.
This is the royal palace, and the royal surname is Luo.
But since that war twelve years ago, the royal family has no king.
Changyang Street.
Bustling and bustling, prosperous as smoke.
And the red sleeves are located on this street, and Xiao Che is very familiar with this street.
'Tianxialou' is the most luxurious restaurant on this street, Xiao Che has been there a few times, he loves wine, good wine, but he doesn't like restaurants.
In his opinion, a restaurant is not a good place to drink.
The red sleeves are tricks.
Because......
There is no color of wine, and there is no taste, and there is no color and no wine.
But at this moment, there are a large number of people watching the excitement at the entrance of the 'Tianxia Tower'.
Two men in coarse shirts walked out of the building with a drunken man on their feet, threw him to the ground, and then began punching and kicking him.
While fighting, he scolded: "It's really unlucky, the restaurant has just opened, and I met such a poor man who eats white food and drinks liquor." ”
Someone around sneered: "This kind of person should be beaten, and I don't know where the mountain and wild pariahs come from, it's really unlucky!"
"Kill him!"
Some well-wishers also persuaded: "Stop fighting, if it weren't for some natural and man-made disasters, who would want to do this? ”
The drunkard held his head tightly with both hands, his body curled up together, he couldn't fight back, he couldn't scold back, and there were blood stains everywhere on his body.
But no one stepped forward to help him.
Human beings are animals who like to watch dramas and are born to seek advantage and avoid evil.
Xiao Che saw this scene in his eyes.
He plucked two willow leaves from the willow branches that fell from the side of the street, and popped them out with his fingers, and suddenly two blue and blue lights flashed towards the crowd.
It was as if an invisible force was manipulating the two willow leaves, making them cleverly avoid the crowd and cut the wrists of the two abusers.
The smashed fist hung in the air, and a wail of pain rang out.
Before they could react, Xiao Che's figure had quietly appeared in front of the drunken man and helped him up: "Are you okay?"
"I didn't ...... It's okay. The drunken man stared at Xiao Che with dull eyes and said, "Thank you!"
The two abusive men froze, and the stiff wood froze in place.
"Great wisdom. Xiao Che gestured.
"Yes, young master. ”
Dazhi nodded, took out a gold leaf from his bosom and handed it to one of the two guys: "This is his wine money." ”
Dazhi sighed lightly, and continued, "The wound on my wrist hurts, doesn't it?"
The two men nodded tremblingly.
Dazhi pointed to the embarrassed drunkard and said, "He also hurts, as for the blood you have shed......"
Xiao Che took over the conversation: "Let's take it as an amend." ”
After saying that, his gaze fell on the drunk man again, and said with a smile: "My name is Xiao Che, what about you?"
"Old Black. ”
"You like to drink?"
The old black eyes lit up: "Yes, I like it." ”
Xiao Che patted Lao Hei's shoulder and said, "Let's go, I'll invite you to drink." ”
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Red sleeve moves.
The long sleeves are like clouds, and the moon skirt reaches the ground, dazzling.
Lao Hei looked at Xiao Che and said, "Why did you come to this kind of place?"
Xiao Che smiled: "Because this is the best place to drink." ”
After Xu Sanniang saw Xiao Che, her trademark smile reappeared on her wrinkled face.
None of the women in the red sleeves didn't know Xiao Che, and when they saw the smile on his face and the clear gaze, they couldn't help but smile.
This time, Xiao Che did not enter the Accord, but sat directly in the lobby and drank with Lao Hei, with a wonderful dance in front of him, a smooth piano sound in his ears, and a warm and pure wine in his mouth, full of happiness.
"How much can you drink?" Xiao Che suddenly asked.
Lao Hei drank a large bowl of wine and said, "I count it by the day." ”
"How many days?" Xiao Che smiled.
"I don't know. Old Black shook his head.
Hearing this, the smile on Xiao Che's face became stronger, and he glanced at Lao Hei defiantly: "Then let's have a try?"
"Good!"
When the words fell, I suddenly heard a person outside the red sleeves: "Wouldn't it be more interesting for three people to fight for wine?"
The voice is very clear, but it seems to be a little crisp and transparent from time to time, as if it is a woman's voice.
But woman, how could she come to this red sleeve trick?
In the voice, this figure has already entered the red sleeve move, he is like Xiao Che, dressed in a white shirt, his handsome face is fair and translucent, coupled with the smile on the corner of his mouth, the whole person looks chic and extraordinary.
His hands are beautiful, much like a woman's hands.
But the vast majority of women will not be as good as his hands.
Fortunately, he is not a woman, otherwise the woman in this red-sleeved move would have blasted him out of the red-sleeved move because of jealousy.
Xiao Che smiled and said, "Your Excellency also likes to drink?"
The man in the white shirt blinked his eyes and groaned slightly: "Wine is a very strange thing, I don't know if I really like it myself, but it happens to be ......"
He looked at Xiao Che, then at Lao Hei, and then said, "I'm the same as the two of you, and drinking is also counted on a daily basis. ”
can be the owner of the red sleeve move, Xu Sanniang's eyesight is naturally nothing.
Soon, the idlers and others in the entire Red Sleeve Move were emptied, and only the dancers and musicians remained.
And Xiao Che them.
The three of them drank freely, gulping wine as if they were drinking water.
It was two full days before his face glowed red.
But the eyes of the three of them are brighter and brighter, deep and transparent, as if they can find another mysterious world from them.
Only those who understand wine can see that the mysterious world is actually the world of wine.
The sun is setting, and the night is approaching.
Then.
The mist weaves a dense web around the morning and covers its eyes.
And then.
The sun is scorching.
And then.
The sun sets, and the earth's cheeks are dizzy.
Five full days passed.
The faint morning light shines through the twilight ghosts and sprinkles on Changyang Street.
The exam at Nanxi Study starts today.
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