In a remote small wine shop behind Hualongmen in Gaohai County, Jiang Huaigang ordered a bowl of somen noodles and a stack of fried peanuts, and the wine was brought with half a jar.

The shopkeeper wanted to nag when he saw this, but after squinting at the narrow strip of cloth behind the young man, he was immediately relieved.

The shopkeeper's surname is high, his name is handsome, but his appearance is very different from his name, not to mention his short stature, the half-face pockmark and the obscenity between his gestures make people really not think of the word handsome.

But this short man not only likes the vulgar idle books that describe the wooden couch like flames entangled, which makes people's mouths dry, but also yearns for the young man in the rivers and lakes to travel far away with a sword, how chic and how yearning.

It's just that the hands and feet were weak at the beginning, and the things in the trouser pockets were too thin, but when there was a little spare money, it could be regarded as a little achievement, but unfortunately people are no longer young, and there are more family worries on their shoulders, and they have to be worthy of the "dad" of the immature voice.

And because of that.

The young man's bowl of white noodles was the same as a bowl of white noodles for five cents, and there was an omelette sprinkled with green onions, which was golden and dripping with sesame oil.

Gao Yingjun put the noodles on the table, and after getting the surprised look as he thought, he smiled heartily and said arrogantly: "Hey, don't make a fuss, this thing is not worth a few dollars, so how about giving it to you." ”

The young man in white smiled loudly, picked up the white bowls stacked on the table, poured them full of wine, and held the wine jar himself, and said with a smile: "Then I will invite the shopkeeper to have a glass of wine." ”

Gao Yingjun drank it proudly, exclaimed happily, and even comfortably pinched the peanuts on the table, chewed it, and then turned over and walked back to the counter, looking down at the account book as a cover, and continued to peek at the book that made people blush.

There seems to be the word gold bottle on the side of the book, which is mainly held by the short man too hard to see clearly.

Some people just walked on the front foot, and some people came on the back foot.

The young gentleman named He Buyu walked into the liquor shop with a sulky little scholar, stopped in front of the boy, stared at the stack of peanuts on the table and smiled without saying a word.

When a reader sees a reader, his name is silent, and what is his bearing?

The young man who was picking up his chopsticks and preparing to eat noodles glanced up slightly, and after inquiring about someone's deliberately silent and invisible aura of Haoran, he took a serious look.

Isn't this the gray-robed man who wears a wooden hairpin on his head and asks for two copper plates?

Jiang Huai got up and smiled, muttering and asking, "I don't know who the predecessors are?"

He Buyu rubbed the hair of the little boy behind him, dispersed his momentum, and smiled easily: "A gentleman who teaches from other places happens to be passing by here, and he is a little shy, so he has to..."

The young man in white immediately turned his head and smiled: "Shopkeeper, two more bowls of somen noodles." ”

Gao Yingjun, who couldn't take his eyes off and pursed his lips and snickered, stretched out his head to look at it when he heard this, and shouted to the back kitchen without getting up: "Two more bowls of somen noodles." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi tightened his back in the afternoon and bent down to thank him, but at the same time, his face was blushing with shame.

It's a shame.

Compared with the twisted posture of the little scholar in Tsing Yi, on the other hand, the young gentleman sat down with a big grin, without any shame, and was very calm, and after sitting down, he even turned his wrist and poured a bowl of wine, just like the young man was a familiar friend.

Jiang Huai just smiled at this, neither asked his origin, nor asked his name, all should be recognized, this is the best etiquette for people, every person has a short life, and when he meets the goods, the same is true, sometimes he doesn't know what the temperament of others is, even if it is warm, it may be used as a sarcastic remark about his situation.

Then don't talk about it at all, just eat.

Why don't you put down the bookbasket behind you for the little scholar, press him on the stool, pick up the white bowl and moisten his lips and immediately put it down, and asked with a smile: "Just throw away a tael of silver casually, are you distressed?"

The young man was stunned and continued to eat noodles with his head down.

The young gentleman paused and continued to ask: "Then to put it another way, although you can only start well and not finish well, or do you have the slightest disappointment in the hat boy, or what you think in your heart?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, the man asked again: "Do you think that people are soft-spoken and no one believes them, and you think that people are really different from each other, and you are obviously not allowed to do it, you want to act alone, and finally end up being caught and imprisoned in the water prison by the government, I think this son is really unteachable." ”

The man's tone was slow and his voice was thick, but it didn't seem like he was talking to people in an ordinary way, but like teaching his disciples, he was telling his heart every word.

Sure enough, it's a gentleman's usual style.

The young man put down the bamboo chopsticks, shook his head and said: "Mr. is only half right, people are light, and people are bound to be different.

He Buyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think the thief is right?"

The young man said, "Sin does not lead to death. ”

Only then did Mr. Gray Robe pick up the bowl of wine that only moistened his lips, drank it all, pointed to the white noodles that had just been served, and quipped: "People are really different, for example, one has "icing on the cake", and the other is really only green onions. ”

The young man was about to get up and ask for two more fried eggs, but the man waved his hand and smiled, "No, it's just a joke, but what are you going to do after eating this bowl of noodles?" Go to the county government to reason with that person, say that the last sentence is not to die, or pull out the sword behind you, and shake your 800 zhang qi mansion?"

He Buyu picked up the chopsticks with one hand and ate the noodles, took out a wooden card from his arms with the other, pushed it forward from the table, and muttered: "Take it, as the reward for these two bowls of noodles, thank you for your kindness, eat noodles, eat noodles." ”

Jiang Huai picked up the wooden card in his hand, it was cold in his hand, there was a faint fragrance under the careful smell, and he could feel that it was full of spirituality, and there were several looming qi machines moving back and forth, and four big characters were outlined with gold threads on it.

"Hide your vessel!"

The young man holding the wooden card was suddenly enveloped by an invisible qi machine from the token, and the scene where the qi machine in his body could be seen at a glance by those cultivators who were usually higher than the young man instantly floated into a mist.

If someone looks at himself with a great god, the young man is more like standing in the white mist, which can be heard but not seen.

After eating the white noodles and drinking the noodle soup, he looked at the little scholar who was still chewing slowly, and then looked at the white-clothed young man who bowed his hand, half-joking, half-straight and said: " Made of thousand-year-old gloomy wood, as long as it is not above your three realms, you can't query your qi or query your traces with something, but it is also a very good earth-level magic weapon, but it is useless to me, but it is like a charcoal in the snow for you, right in the middle of the sore spot, of course, if you feel inappropriate, you really want to repay, then when you go to Longwu Kingdom, I may wait for you in a place called Zhengyang Academy, of course, it is also possible to travel around, then you really don't have to pay it back. ”

He swallowed his food, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Zhengyang Academy, why don't you say anything!"

The young man no longer concealed it, and clasped his fists and said, "Shangde Academy, Jiang Huai!"

The man was stunned when he heard this, as if he had untied a knot in his heart, and slapped the table and laughed under the angry gaze of the shopkeeper who had put down his shameful books.

Dang Wu pursed his lips and buried his whole head in his sleeve, feeling ashamed of such an indecent act of his husband.

The man wearing the wooden hairpin noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly exhaled, holding back a smile and said: "Jiang Huai, do you know that I have been cautious everywhere along the way, for fear of being seen as a follower, and saying a ridiculous remark such as a side door, after all, your Chongyang Kingdom has established a country with literature and inherited it for thousands of years, but on the other hand, our Longwu Kingdom is spreading what "learning is useless", "It is better to be a thousand commanders than to be a scholar" 's reading is useless, so like my Zhengyang Academy, to put it bluntly, it's just a mouthful of food, plus along the way, how many heroes and heroes have I seen, and I can casually meet a big seedling who has opened up eight hundred zhang in the Three Realms, how can I not be cautious?"

He poured a bowl of wine for himself, drank it proudly, rubbed his hands and grinned: "I am worried about how to go to Shangde Academy openly, can you give me an object, anything, as long as people can see at a glance that it is your thing." ”

The young man thought about it again and again, and finally took out the little white rice paper left from the void belt, used his two fingers as a pen, and gently wrote the word Jiang Huai.

It is covered with paper, and the handwriting is very shaky, but outsiders can see it, as if it is a wordless heavenly book, and there is no handwriting to follow.

Why don't you accept the white rice paper with the word Jiang Huai written on it and the seal of "Chongyang Emperor Seal, Orthodox and Legal" in the lower right corner, and said with a smile: "If you really want to say the last sentence "sin is not to death", don't be in a hurry, it's better to wait first, wait until someone has tasted all the hardships, his heart is like ashes, and there is only a line left in his life, and then help him, so that he can not only repay the crime of stealing, but also be able to stand after breaking down, the best of both worlds, how do you feel?"

"Very good!"

The young man got up again and bowed his hand, "Then I wish Mr. a smooth journey, but you can get what you want." ”

He whispered again: "If Mr. He is... If you meet an old man named Kong Xin'an, can you say hello to me? ”

Why not laugh and respond, "Of course." ”

Then the gray-robed young gentleman walked out of the wine shop with the little scholar carrying the tall bookbasket on his back, and after passing through the Hualong Gate, he stopped at a hidden place in front of the shore.

He Buyu smiled and asked, "At noon, where is your knowledge?" ”

The little scholar in Tsing Yi pointed behind him and said proudly: "It's in my book basket." ”

He Buyu laughed, then bent down and saluted somewhere in the Chongxiao River, and touched the little scholar's head.

Some people wave their sleeves and swim across the river in style!

In the boat followed by ten thousand fish on the page of the Chongxiao River, an old man who had just lit a cigarette stick took a puff of smoke, looked at the gray-robed man who was free in the mist and mist, and looked at the boy in Tsing Yi wrapped in his big sleeves, grinned, patted the boat with his hand, and drilled into the river.

A huge strange black shadow like a mountain swayes back and forth in the Chongxiao River, lifting a curtain of water hundreds of zhang high, and there is a whirlpool in front of it, which can swallow thousands of boats with its mouth open.

Behind the huge black shadow, tens of thousands of fish twisted and turned into two silver-white snow wings.

Suddenly, several waves of the Chongxiao River overlapped and undulated, slapping across both sides, and there were black shadows swaying up in the hundreds of zhang water curtains, swimming in tens of thousands of miles of sea of clouds.

Its name is Kun, and he loves the beauty of adults the most, and he is married!