Guanshan in the middle of the night is not cold, but with a hint of coolness.

The evening breeze from the mountains carries the fragrance of tea, which is very light and long-lasting.

He hadn't seen Wang Haozi and the others for half a month, but Zhu Cihuan came to see him once, saying that he lacked an obedient subordinate, and those barbarians were too rude.

In the past half a month, Baturu Hu Dielan taught him to practice, but he did not make the slightest progress, but learned the ability to play double knives with one hand.

The mass of qi in the body is still curled up in the body, and there is nothing to do.

It has been more than a month since Kaijiang Prefecture, and the mosquitoes at this time of year are still starting to come out to move, biting here and sucking there, which is annoying.

Especially Shen Liushu, his system particularly provokes mosquito bites, and his originally white skin is now red and swollen.

Guanshan is not high, ordinary people can climb to the top of the mountain in half an hour's footsteps, there is a pavilion on the top of the mountain, there is a plaque on the pavilion, with a small inscription, called Jingxin Pavilion.

The pavilion is a five-pillar type, there is a stone table and two round stone benches in the pavilion, but almost no one will go to this pavilion to rest, to ask the reason, it is easy to understand, the stone table is divided into two by unknown things.

The incision is neatly aligned, it should be a sharp weapon, and it should be a martial arts master, but there is no trace of a fight between the pavilion and the surroundings.

Ask which martial arts master was so bored that he climbed to the top of Guan Mountain, just to split the stone table in this good pavilion.

There are two stone benches, which are naturally broken.

There is a pit in the middle of a round stone bench, it's not that you can't sit on, but it may not be very comfortable, and it's not very safe, in case it gets stuck in the black ditch, this barren mountain and wild mountain can be difficult to do.

Another cobblestone stool has broken the rounded corners, and there is a large, conspicuous footprint on one side of the stool.

A gazebo, there is no ornate carving, and even the age can not be seen to have any carving.

A stone table split in two fell on either side, and two round stone benches made it difficult to sit on.

It stands to reason that there should be more mosquitoes on the mountain at night, but the further you go, the more you don't see any trace of mosquitoes, especially around this pavilion.

I don't know how Shen Liushu found this place, but these days he climbs to the top of the mountain every night and leans against a pillar in the pavilion in a daze.

Sometimes, people need to vent simply, such as emptying themselves and being alone in a daze.

The sadness for no reason is more than the old rice wine.

At first, it was just to find a comfortable place, to escape Hu Dielan's devilish training.

Gradually, this became his resting place, and in the dead of night, he could rely on it in a daze.

In fact, he also wants to become stronger, especially after experiencing so many things, he clearly understands a truth, in this world of the jungle, reasoning is the right of the strong, and the weak only deserve to cry, and even sometimes even crying will become the pity of others.

But Hu Dielan's girl is really ......

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but snort, those barbarians said it well, other girls were full of flowers, and she was full of poisons.

Acquaintance is only about half a month, except for the first time riding a horse, he was poisoned seven times, and once he was poisoned to vomit and diarrhea, the abdomen turned over the river and the sea, and the remaining small poisons are countless.

The ancients had a saying that women are made of water.

I don't know what this girl is doing, Shen Liushu thought about it and leaned on the pillar and stretched.

I still remember the words of the old man who rode the lion, you are my barbarian blood.

This sentence is equivalent to telling Shen Liushu in disguise that one of his parents is a barbarian.

This is the first time Shen Liushu has thought about this problem in the past 20 years, he is different from other orphans, maybe in his heart he doesn't think he is an orphan at all, what Lao Mu gives him is something that ordinary people's parents may not be able to give.

Meticulous care, the ability to save life, etc.

He never even thought about who his parents were, why they weren't with him, and what he remembered about the strange rivers and fishing fires.

I once remembered that when I was in the Wild North, the children of the next door would fall into the arms of their mothers and cry when they bumped or were wronged.

But I have never had it, but I have never envied it.

The only envy is that when I was a child, other children loved to eat rock sugar gourds, and the adults in the family would bring a few strings to them to satisfy their hunger when they came back from running errands in the city, but most of the people in the barren north were not rich, and for them, the ordinary people in the city were eaten as desserts, but they regarded them as a rare luxury.

People's curiosity about something is like a rolling stone on a high mountain, once it falls, it is difficult to stop.

A series of doubts, one after another, burst out of his mind.

Thinking like this, I was a little sleepy, yawned, and moved my body.

Today's wind is still somewhat cool.

I can't fall asleep tossing and turning.

"Bugs?"

The familiar hoarse voice sounded.

"How did you find this?"

Shen Liushu saw the shadow in front of him clearly through the moonlight.

still shows her lower abdomen, and she is not afraid of catching a cold, but the barbarian system is strong, especially this girl, who is simply not human.

"Can I drink?"

Hu Dielan casually threw over a wine bag.

Shen Liushu couldn't react, and took it with his face, but fortunately, the other party didn't use much strength, and wrapped it in fur with the wine sac, it didn't hurt.

"How did you find this?"

Shen Liushu asked.

Hu Dielan looked at Shen Liushu as if she was looking at an idiot, "You come every day, and my mother is not blind." ”

She leaned against another pillar and took a sip of her wine.

There are a lot of clouds tonight, and it's the beginning of the month, so the moonlight in that corner is naturally much dimmer than usual.

The gazebo is mosquito-free, and its magic seems to be more than that.

The word meditation doesn't seem to be a casual question.

Needless to say, Shen Liushu didn't say it, even Hu Dielan calmed down inexplicably.

Hu Dielan is worthy of being a typical barbarian woman, and her drinking habits are no longer bold, but arrogant.

Picking up the corner of the wine bag and pouring it to the mouth, like a waterfall pouring down, a lot of wine was left along the corner of the mouth.

She wiped the back of her hand directly, looked at Shen Liushu, and raised her eyes, the meaning was obvious, that is, to signal Shen Liushu to drink.

Shen Liushu was overwhelmed by the strength of alcohol, and planned to open the topic, "Do you know that drinking also has a glass?"

He didn't wait for Hu Dielan to answer, he continued, "Drink Fenjiu with a jade cup, Shiyun 'jade bowl holds amber light', it can be seen that the jade bowl and jade cup can increase the color of the wine; 'Serving wine in a luminous glass is like blood, drinking wine is like drinking blood, increasing morale, sorghum wine is the oldest, and using bronze wine is the most ancient. ”

Who knew that after hearing this, Hu Dielan snorted coldly, "Girls, do you drink it or not, don't waste the old lady's good wine if you don't drink it." ”

Hu Dielan grabbed the wine bag from Shen Liushu's hand, opened the lid of the wine, and took a sip, "Cool!"

A drinker, but lonely and sorrowful, drink alone, or raise a glass to invite the bright moon.

But Hu Dielan is not melancholy, even if she is so old, she still seems to be full of curiosity about the world.

"Why are you plundering?"

Shen Liushu asked suddenly.

Hu Dielan was stunned, "Live." ”

Under the cold moonlight, she is very attractive.

"There are many ways to survive, you can go into business, you can even go to farming, you don't have to go to plunder, plunder only brings suffering. ”

Shen Liushu persuaded him.

Men are always like this, especially those who think they have some ink in their stomachs, they always love to preach to people, comment on the Tao, just like Han Xuexue, who reciting the word Sven in his mouth, saying this and saying that all day long, but he is the most insensitive.

The so-called sour Confucianism is just so disgusting.

"Barbarians are born warriors. "Hu Dielan has never been more patient than she is today," a warrior will never put down his sword and turn to farming. ”

She took another sip of wine, still booze, but more than before.

She poured some into the lid of wine and handed it to Shen Liushu.

Shen Liushu next, drank to the moon.

Later storytellers have poems as evidence: a beautiful young man with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind. There is quite a bit of artistic conception of "the shadow becomes three people, and the flying feathers are drunk with the moon".

A glass of wine, you don't have to get drunk, as long as you are slightly drunk, drunk, blurred, true and false when pretending to be true, there is no place for inaction, all the troubles in the world are forgotten, and all the utilitarian benefits in the world are downplayed.

After drinking the wine, the mud in the chest is gone, and there is a clear world in front of me.

A glass of wine warms the spleen and stomach. When the wine is half-drunk, rise up to chant poems or sing and dance.

Push the cup and change the lamp, the song ends with people dispersed, said to each other or hooked shoulders and said something that could not be on the table, after laughing, the Ming Dynasty was another sunny day.

But Shen Liushu and Hu Dielan drink, but they are not like this, they are not friends, nor can they be regarded as masters and apprentices, but they have more friendship than Pingshui.

Silent.

An unfamiliar melody sounded in the night, melodious and lonely.

"What's that?"

Just a small cup, Shen Liushu's face was already flushed.

"That's Huo Busi, I guess it's Baturu playing again. ”

Hu Dielan put down the wine bag, got up and stretched her waist, she looked down at Shen Liushu, "What in this world can stop the barbarians' iron horses, but do you know why the barbarians have been huddled in the wilderness forever for thousands of years?"

Looking at each other, her eyes have a different kind of beauty, different from the charm of Yin Honghong, with a heroic spirit.

Shen Liushu was silent.

"The world is so big, where is home, we are just poor people abandoned by Tengger. ”

The fire that lingers in my ears plays the loneliness.

Shen Liushu raised his head.

There is wine in the cup, there is a moon in the wine, the moon is unknown, the moon is not full, and the moon is not cold.

But he just misses them, he misses Lao Mu, he thinks about the barbarian, he thinks about Liu'er, he misses the dishes made by Grandma Li, including the Yin Honghong who always pits himself, and I don't know if he wears more clothes in this weather, is Mu Jin doing well in Fuqi......

This pot of longing is like a river bursting its banks, which does not flow into the estuary, but erodes the plain in my heart.

Guan Shanyue, sleep with pillow wine.