Chapter 128: A Glass of Turbid Wine and a Drunken Drink (I)
South of the Falling Snow Valley, the Flying Snow Gathers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Even in normal times, the Flying Snow Market is already very lively. Recently, the lively atmosphere here can be regarded as becoming much more intense, and the root cause is all due to the marriage incident in Luoxue Valley.
As the first family of martial arts today, Luoxue Valley has a detailed industry and a wide range of influence, which can be said to be all over the world. It can be said that all the sects on the rivers and lakes today, no matter how deep or shallow their foundation is, no matter how strong or weak they are, more or less, they will inevitably have some intersection with Luoxue Valley.
Therefore, those who received the wedding invitation aside, even if they didn't receive the invitation, they also wanted to take advantage of this gift giving opportunity to get closer to Luoxue Valley. Therefore, in recent days, there has been an endless stream of people who have come to Luoxue Valley to congratulate them. Besides, Ling has some individual motives, so naturally he will not let go of this excellent opportunity to explore the strength of Luoxue Valley. Therefore, as the wedding date approached, the crowd of people coming to Luoxue Valley not only did not decrease in the slightest, but increased day by day.
The Falling Snow Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is only one way to enter and exit from the outside world, so in the end, this crowd of people is understandably all poured into the Flying Snow Set.
However, just because there were still a few days before the marriage period of Luoxue Valley, it was not easy for these people to rush to Luoxue Valley directly in advance, so they all stayed in the collection for the time being.
At dusk and sunset, look at the sky and see how late it is, the cold wind of deep winter is mixed with an inexplicable cold, which only penetrates into the bottom of my heart.
At this moment, in a room in an inn in Feixueji, Duanmu Xuan was getting drunk.
The wine jar on the table was several empty, but he was still drinking, in fact, he had been drinking since early in the morning.
The porcelain bowl in front of him is full of a bowl of sake, the color of the wine is clear, it is considered a good sake, if it is not for the slightest smell of wine wafting out, I am afraid that people will think that this is actually just a bowl of boiled water.
Duanmu Xuan picked up the wine bowl, and as soon as he raised his head, the entire bowl of wine was poured down his throat in one go. Immediately afterwards, his stomach burned like a burning pain, because he drank in a hurry, and he felt that the bowl he had poured was not wine at all, but a bowl of boiling hot oil.
The pain in his stomach was so unbearable that he had to press his stomach with his hands, but after relieving himself, he poured himself a full bowl again, and then poured it into his stomach as he had just done.
This time, not only was the abdominal pain unbearable, but he was also choked, and he was so choked that he was coughing desperately.
In this way, he was not drinking at all, but torturing himself.
At this moment, he just wanted to get drunk.
So, he's been drinking since morning, but for a whole day, he still hasn't even had a hint of drunkenness. Not only did he not get drunk, but he became more and more sober.
He obviously wanted to get drunk, but the more he drank, the more sober he became, but those who didn't want to get drunk were already drunk with just a small glass.
Perhaps, people who drink alcohol always don't understand. In fact, it is not the alcohol that makes people drunk, but the state of mind of the person who drinks it.
Therefore, in fact, if the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk.
The next moment, Duanmu Xuan poured another bowl for himself, but this time he was not in a hurry to drink it. His red eyes stared blankly at the wine in the bowl, as if all his attention had been focused on the watery color itself.
"Water and wine...... , water wine...... It turns out that the lighter the wine is like water, the stronger it is to drink. Why...... and why ......".
His previous discussion about the quality of wine is very understandable, but the reasons behind it feel a little inexplicable.
However, immediately afterwards, Duanmu Xuan laughed bitterly a few times, and his tone seemed to be questioning someone, but who was that person?
I heard him almost roar: "Why, my affection for you is like a raging fire, but you can't feel it at all; Why, I treat you sincerely, I can't wait to take out my heart and liver to you, so like this, but it just makes you more and more disgusted with me; Why, one of you and I is the young master of the first major faction in the rivers and lakes, and the other is the eldest lady of the first family of martial arts, whether it is about family background, appearance, or personal reputation, The two of us are obviously the most compatible pair, and the two of us are a real match made in heaven, but why, why is the person you like Yang Xiaofeng, and to me, you don't even want to look at ....... What kind of thing is Yang Xiaofeng, a little miscellaneous whose whole family has died, a poor bastard who doesn't even have a fixed residence, a beast who can only wander around like a wild dog, and a mongrel who is more humble than ants, but ...... But why is the person in your heart just him, and why is all this...... Why ......"?
No one answered him, and he asked questions that he couldn't even answer himself. Although the questions he asked sounded righteous and awe-inspiring, if examined in detail, they would only make people feel extremely ridiculous, or pitiful, pathetic, or even lamentable, but the most important thing to ignore is that the questions he asked really sounded more hateful, hateful, and even shameful.
How many sins did Yang Xiaofeng create, how much did Yang Xiaofeng hurt him, and what kind of grudge and hatred did he have with Yang Xiaofeng, so that he repeatedly wanted to put others to death?
The fact is that Yang Xiaofeng has never hurt him in the slightest. There has never been any enmity between the two of them, and even, the two of them don't have much intersection at all.
Ask a question: Who is the man Luo Qingxue likes that hinders him Duanmuxuan, what does it have to do with Yang Xiaofeng and Luo Qingxue?
Let's not mention that Yang Xiaofeng and Luo Qingxue treat each other sincerely. Moreover, the marriage contract between the two people is still the doll kiss set by the fathers, and the marriage contract has been officially concluded eleven years ago. Where was he Duanmuxuan when he got engaged?
Besides, even if ...... Even if there is no such person as Yang Xiaofeng at all, even if Yang Xiaofeng does not exist, Luo Qingxue has no reason to like him Duanmuxuan.
Yang Xiaofeng ...... , Yang Xiaofeng ......", Duanmu Xuan's expression was crazy, like an evil spirit, as long as he thought of Yang Xiaofeng, he couldn't wait to immediately break this person into pieces, so that even when he said the other party's name, his voice was full of endless hatred.
He gritted his teeth and roared word by word: "What is Yang Xiaofeng, the whole family was wiped out ten years ago, and now he is just struggling like a dog, how can he ......compare with me."
"Haha......", Duanmu Xuan laughed wildly, thinking of Yang Xiaofeng's whole family being wiped out, he suddenly felt extremely happy in his heart, as if this disaster should have happened to Yang Xiaofeng.
In fact, a tragedy like the destruction of the door should be sympathetic to whoever it happens. Yang Xiaofeng has not done any evil things that are not tolerated by heaven, nor has he created any heinous crimes, he has never thought about hurting anyone, in fact, he has not hurt anyone. Although he has hurt people many times, it was only done out of necessity, and the injuries under his sword were all those who wanted to kill him, wanted to kill him, and wanted his life.
In order to live, in order not to die on the spot, in order not to be killed, he could only be forced to shoot and injure the other party first.
In order to be able to live, it can't be too much to defend yourself, right?
The tragedy that his family suffered was a sad past. But in Duanmu Xuan's heart, instead of having the slightest compassion and pity, he took it for granted.
In fact, no one should have been wiped out in the first place, and no one should have suffered misfortune for granted.
Just because this incident happened to Yang Xiaofeng, and because Yang Xiaofeng happened to be the person Duanmu Xuan hated the most in his heart.
This is Duanmu Xuan's pathetic, pitiful, hateful, hateful, and shameful place.
At first, he just hated Yang Xiaofeng, but today, the hatred in his heart has increased with time, and in the end, he has regarded Yang Xiaofeng as an enemy with a deep hatred like the sea.
In this life, between the two of them, they are destined to die endlessly, and they are destined to either die or die.
"Yang Xiaofeng, Yang Xiaofeng, one day I will let you die without a body. Oh, no, even if I scrape you with a thousand knives, it will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart......", Duanmu Xuan's face was hideous, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.
The vicious words, like a spell, echoed in the room for a long time.
The lighter the wine in the world, the stronger it is to drink, the more powerful it is, Duanmu Xuan understands this truth.
But what Duanmu Xuan doesn't understand is that this principle is also applicable to people.
Isn't the emotion of this world just like this spirit, the stronger the emotion, the more plain it is, just because there is not a trace of impurity in this emotion.
This kind of affection is not possession, not to get the other person, but to give for each other without regrets, to be happy because of the other person's pleasure, and to suffer because of the other person's pain.
There are not so many desires in this relationship, I just want to be quietly by each other's side. Regardless of wealth or poverty, beauty or ugliness, they can always help each other. Even if something happens, they still don't abandon each other and depend on each other. Even in the most difficult days, we can still get along with each other until the earth is desolate.
The relationship between Yang Xiaofeng and Luo Qingxue is like this.
It's a pity that people like Duanmu Xuan will never understand such feelings.
Duanmu Xuan has never understood this feeling, and he will never understand. He has always put himself in the position of the young master of the Ethereal Peak, he always thinks that only he can match Luo Qingxue, and he always thinks that only Luo Qingxue can match him.
He thought that only Luo Qingxue, the eldest lady of Luoxue Valley who was withdrawn and arrogant, as the first family of the martial arts, was qualified to be worthy of him, the young master of the first major sect of the martial arts, and only Luo Qingxue, who was as cold as frost and as beautiful as a fairy, could be worthy of him, the first person among the young generation of today's martial arts and the leader among his peers. Only a proud woman like Luo Qingxue is qualified to be worthy of him, the high-ranking Duanmu Xuan.
He didn't understand, he didn't understand that his feelings for Luo Qingxue were just for possession from the beginning, he didn't understand, he didn't understand that his feelings for Luo Qingxue were mixed with too many impurities and desires from the beginning, and he would only hate.
He will only hate Yang Xiaofeng.
What is Yang Xiaofeng, what is the difference between him and a lowly ordinary poor peasant boy, how can he compare with himself, he is not worthy of lifting shoes for himself, just a cheap commodity and a mongrel.
He is worthy of Luo Qingxue, what qualifications does he have.
However, Luo Qingxue chose Yang Xiaofeng. This made Duanmu Xuan feel that his dignity had been trampled on by Yang Xiaofeng. A mongrel actually compared him, a proud son of heaven who has always been high above and has always been regarded as a god and talent by the stars and the moon.
He is the absolute protagonist, what is Yang Xiaofeng. But now the facts are just the opposite, he actually fell in front of Yang Xiaofeng.
This kind of result made him unacceptable to Duanmu Xuan, the pride of the sky.
Therefore, he hates Yang Xiaofeng.
Perhaps, Duanmu Xuan hasn't figured out at all that what he really likes and cares about is Luo Qingxue, or his pride that he thinks he has always been high.
All along, in fact, he didn't know what he really wanted in his heart?
He will only hate Yang Xiaofeng.
Isn't it always like this, when something doesn't go our way, we will only complain about others, and never think of finding the reason from ourselves.
People are always like this, there are some people, they have been pampered since childhood, their pride makes them think that others are inferior to themselves, and everyone else should follow their own wishes, as if everyone else owes him something, but the truth is that others never owe him anything.
People like them are always accustomed to basing their own happiness on the pain of others.
Duanmu Xuan is such a person.
In fact, in the final analysis, everyone is the same, what we do is always just for ourselves, we have always been just selfishly working for our own interests, and this effort eventually becomes an unscrupulous means.
People always live for themselves. When a person lives, it is inevitable that he will hurt some people to a greater or lesser extent, but at least, in this process, we should try to reduce some harm to others, which is the so-called good person.
Murong Yan pushed the door and walked in, but immediately, the strong smell of alcohol in the room stimulated her stomach for a while, and she almost vomited the dinner she had just eaten on the spot.
Duanmu Xuan was drunk after all, and fell asleep on the wine table with a limp body.