Chapter 30: Laughter

She Xiaofeng walked into the boat, caught a glimpse of a pot of old wine on the table, and his eyes lit up.

He didn't shy away from picking up the flask and pouring it into the glass next to him.

He smiled faintly, with a satisfied look on his face: "It's quite lonely to drink alone, why don't you come and have a drink with me?"

She Xiaofeng is a gentle and elegant person, and when a person like him laughs, it is like a warm breeze blowing in spring, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, and their hearts are comfortable, and they can't help but feel good.

He raised his wine glass and signaled to Shen Xingzhi, "Come on!"

"Rest assured, if you don't want to say, we won't ask. This glass of wine should be for today's acquaintance!"

Shen Xingzhi also picked up the wine glass and drank all the wine in the cup.

His concern is that he is a killer, so it is difficult for him to get too close to others.

But he felt that She Xiaofeng was a very sincere young man, and now it was just a glass of wine together, which would not have much impact.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan shook his head and continued to look into the distance.

When he drinks the first glass of wine with She Xiaofeng, there is often a second and third glass, and sometimes he will accept him unconsciously while drinking.

Just like himself, if She Xiaofeng has any requests now, it will be difficult for him to refuse.

He vaguely regarded him as a friend, and although he couldn't talk about everything, he could at least sit together and drink unsuspectingly.

Logically speaking, this should not have happened. Perhaps because of the loss of cultivation, he did not reject it.

Becoming an immortal must be ruthless, but now he can't see the way to become an immortal.

Needless to say, becoming an immortal, even recovering cultivation is a problem now. In this way, there is no reason for him to hide from She Xiaofeng's enthusiasm.

She Xiaofeng raised his wine glass and said again: "This wine is a strong wine outside the plug, but I feel very happy to drink it. ”

Shen Xingzhi's face was expressionless, and he said coldly: "It's just ordinary wine, this kind of wine can be bought for only a penny of copper outside the customs, and the taste is bitter and inferior." ”

She Xiaofeng shook his head, and he said loudly: "Sitting with a young talent like you, no matter how bad it is, it is considered good wine." That's why I'm drinking with you, and if someone asks me to drink, I'm not willing to drink. ”

Shen Xingzhi raised his head violently, and there was a trace of excitement hidden in his pupils.

If She Xiaofeng is as white as the bright light, then Shen Xingzhi is as black as the blood-red shadow.

And such a shadow, from the day he was adopted, was destined to live in such darkness forever that it could not be changed.

Others say that Shen Xingzhi is a devil who lives for death, but he never kills innocents indiscriminately, and the targets of his assassinations are all deserving people who are full of evil. The people he killed were the ones he felt in his heart that he should be killed.

But in any case, he is also human. She Xiaofeng's words just now made Shen Xingzhi feel an unprecedented warmth.

A warm current swept through his heart, Shen Xingzhi's brows also relaxed, and he replied softly: "I'm just a killer, why do you say that?"

At this time, Lin Xuan walked in from outside, he picked up a glass of wine and took a sip.

"People are born in the rivers and lakes, you don't have to belittle yourself. Whether you are a drinking friend or a friend, why care about the identity of the other party?"

There is a white head as new, and the lid is as old as ever.

How?

Know and don't know.

Some people get along with each other until they are old and strangers, and some people stop and talk at first sight.

Why?

The key is to understand and not to understand.

In Shen Xingzhi's opinion, Lin Xuan and She Xiaofeng are both worthy of intersecting, because they can both understand each other's difficulties.

He unsheathed the knife from his waist and tossed it aside.

The moment the knife was lowered, he felt an iceberg collapse in his heart.

For as long as he can remember, he's been holding the knife. Eating and sleeping are no exception, and he will only feel safe when he is with the knife.

Just now he put down the knife, not only was he not uneasy, but he felt happy.

Shen Xingzhi put down the knife and wanted to have a good drink, if a knife player like him always carried a knife, it would be difficult to devote himself to drinking.

Because its knife reminds him of his identity all the time.

They drink one cup at a time, others make friends with words, and their friendship grows deeper and deeper in this glass of wine.

Shen Xingzhi didn't speak again, cup by cup, this was the best word. He has something sad, Lin Xuan and She Xiaofeng may or may not have it. It's just that as a friend, it's enough to be there for the other person when he's sad.

Shen Xingzhi understands the disadvantages of drinking, drinking can make a peerless swordsman unable to hold the knife in his hand, so he has always rarely drank.

Drinking alcohol makes him feel refreshed, but it also makes him feel sad. Sadness cannot be offset by refreshment, but can only be washed away with comfort, which is also a kind of sadness.

It took more than 20 years for him to feel the beauty of life. Only now did he understand what a terrible thing it was to be alone.

Anyway, he's happy today, it's the happiest day he's had in twenty years, because he's made two new friends. Even though they haven't spoken more than five sentences, they're already friends.

The reason is very simple, this is the first time he has taken the initiative to drink in more than 20 years, and they did not communicate much but drank with him, and this alone is enough to be friends.

Their approach made Shen Xingzhi's heart a little moved.

Submit.

Heaved.

She Xiaofeng is indeed a very charismatic person and a very good friend. Immortal Sword Lin Xuan is considered a friend's friend, and he is also a very good friend.

Unconsciously, Shen Xingzhi's face flushed, he rarely drank so quickly, and he had always drunk very poorly, and now he was a little drunk after drinking only dozens of glasses.

He staggered out of the ship's collapse and sat on the deck, looking at the scenery of West Lake in a daze.

She Xiaofeng and Lin Xuan also walked out, and they continued to drink the wine in their glasses, silent.

Glancing at each other, Lin Xuan and She Xiaofeng exchanged glances and shook their heads at the same time.

At this time, Shen Xingzhi stretched out his hand and took a light inhale, and took a wine glass from the house.

She Xiaofeng said slowly: "If you drink like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to find the southeast and northwest." ”

Shen Xingzhi shook his head: "It's okay! just use your true qi to force the wine out, and I can drink it again!"

She Xiaofeng was a little uneasy at first, afraid that Shen Xingzhi would really get drunk. But now he was a little grateful in his heart, if Shen Xingzhi was really drunk, it would be equivalent to giving his life to himself, which was counted as unconditional trust.

She Xiaofeng never asks each other about their background, whether it is a notorious executioner, a world-famous talent, or a chivalrous man who crisscrosses the rivers and lakes, he treats everyone equally.

His character is destined to have many friends, such as the old owner of Shenjian Villa and he is a friend of his year, and the king of Yunnan of the Great Zhou royal family is a friend of life and death with him.

Another example is General Murong, who guards the border pass, and he has been a drinking friend for many years, and the master of the Hanging Temple often brags and bets with him.

Today, he has made a new friend, a friend who seems to him to be different.

He felt that Shen Xingzhi was a very pure person, a friend who was willing to stick a knife in his ribs.

Although they have little communication and have not known each other for a long time, he trusts him very much, just as the other party believes in himself.

Friends are like stars and moons in the night sky, shining on each other, starshining on each other, and looking at each other.

Friendship is embedded in silent love, not necessarily seeing each other every day, what will last forever is the heart-to-heart connection.

Facing the feast set by the years, they smiled at each other and drank, as if all the late encounters were hidden behind the wine cups.

For they have all understood that there is no better wine than the cup in their hands.

Meeting friends with wine, silent is better than sound.

Nodding to each other will make you understand, and the affection will not be diminished.

A note of ink rhyme spreads out on the West Lake, and a wisp of cold wind ripples in the bleak autumn.

Today, there is a slight red dust, and the turbid wine carries half a volume of poems and paintings to wash away the dust of the years, and they enjoy the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains here, ignoring the wind and clouds of the West Lake.

How many people and things have changed in the deep and shallow edge of time?

Lin Xuan has never felt like this today, in his past and present lives, he has always been alone.

Walk alone, sleep alone, get tired alone, get drunk alone.

Indulging in loneliness should be the way of loneliness, just like struggling deeper and deeper in the swamp, and this kind of earning is ultimately futile, he is used to loneliness, but now he suddenly has some reluctance to look back.

The rain and autumn wind that stayed here seemed to show him the past, but Lin Xuan was a little difficult to face the loneliness of the passing years and the desolation and sorrow scattered all over the ground.

The fallen leaves are bleak, and the joys and sorrows are flashy.

A touch of old sorrow, a scene of sorrow and rain falling, a sorrow that may cover the brightness, and a loneliness that hovers on the edge of memory.

"Great Sage, what do you want to do here?"

"Step on the southern sky, shatter the sky. ”

"If you don't go back......"

"And never go back!"

What about immortals?

What about immortality?

That grandson monkey has great powers, and has the same longevity as heaven and earth, once upon a time only for immortality, and then didn't he also suffer from gains and losses?

He fought in the sky, and he may have cowardice in his heart, but after all, he still moved forward.

The leaves hide flowers for a while, and I step on the snow a few times in my dreams.

What is the point of pursuing immortality and not being a taste of life?

The West Lake flows over a light boat, carrying the tenderness of smoke and rain, like a string of flowing water.

The falling flowers are lonely, and the red is everywhere. Looking back, a few past lives have fallen into the thoughts in the smoke and rain today.

Walking through the melancholy rainy season and spending the boring dusk, what lingers is a faint memory, and the faint pain is to look back unconsciously.

Lin Xuan quietly drew a line from his previous life in his heart, and how much hatred and reluctance he gave up had nothing to do with him anymore.

Blow out the remnants of the old dream, and bury the golden years in the barren years.

All the joys and sorrows have all disappeared, whether you are drunk or awake, it is better to disperse at the end of the song.

"Haha!

Lin Xuan laughed, he drank the wine in his hand and began to laugh, laughing so hard that tears almost flowed out.

She Xiaofeng tugged at his sleeve and asked with a puzzled expression, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Xuan didn't pay attention to him, still laughing and laughing.

She Xiaofeng lowered his head and continued to drink, and as soon as he held the cup, he began to laugh, and he laughed loudly, laughing so much that people turned their backs.

Shen Xing was stunned, and then he was laughing, laughing.

The three of them are all top masters in the martial arts, and no one knows why they are smiling so happily, and no one will ever know......

Distance.

A chilling glow suddenly appeared, and it was getting closer and closer along the lake.