"You really think about it. ”

The old man spoke lightly, and his complexion immediately returned to normal.

"What if not?"

"Is it possible to cry and mourn all day long, and wash your face with tears like a resentful woman?"

Fang Yan clasped his arms in his hands, and there was a clear smile in his eyes.

The two of you talk to me, and they talk about things that are not boundary.

The people around him were confused, like falling into the clouds.

"These two ...... Acquaintance?"

The gray mouse narrowed his eyes, glanced at the two figures in front of him, and stabbed the young man in the ribs with one hand.

"How do I know. ”

The young man looked depressed and equally puzzled.

He really couldn't figure out how such a strange and shabby old man could have anything to do with the dialect that had always been steady.

He preferred to believe that the tongue was a little stronger than the old man.

No more, no less, better than nothing.

At the very least, if the old man really had other plans, he would not be able to watch and have no power to fight back.

On second thought, it's not nonsense.

If you only talk about the attainments of the two in martial arts cultivation, I am afraid that they are still between the best, and it is difficult to distinguish between high and low.

Of course, the young man still hides some selfishness in his heart.

"Old fellow, put away your outdated tricks before it's too late. ”

The dialect spoke coldly, and his tone was like frost and snow.

"I haven't seen you for many years, why is it still so angry. ”

"Little doll, you have a lot of skills. ”

"A broken temple can invite such a big Buddha. ”

The old man seemed to have ulterior motives, and in the middle of his words, he suddenly noticed a torch-like gaze not far away, and suddenly shook his head with a smile, and closed his mouth and said no more.

"Reunion after a long absence, how can you be so unemotional. ”

The dialect wanted to open his mouth to refute, but suddenly heard the word master.

His expression was slightly condensed, and his body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

The old man grinned, as if he had expected it.

"In the past, on the Three Immortal Peaks, the old man once had a wine conversation with your master, and sat down to talk. ”

"Although I have rarely moved around in recent years, I have lost some affection, and no matter how bad it is, I can still be regarded as half a senior of your kid. ”

The aftermath continued, and another voice slowly spit out.

"Now that you have left the school, how can you talk about the old days. ”

The old man's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he was silent for a long time, turning into a long sigh.

"Since the moment I went down the mountain and entered the WTO, I have long had nothing to do with the past. ”

Later, when I thought about it, I was very proud of being an idle Jianghu person. ”

Fang Yan suddenly smiled faintly, and he couldn't hear any difference between his words.

"The past can't be traced, and you should cherish the people in front of you. ”

The old man seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he meant something.

"Old fellow, today's events will count as a debt I owe you. ”

"The wind and clouds are changing, and the world is impermanent!"

"It's only to blame creation for making people, and how many karma and karma have been buried in vain. ”

He never thought that many years ago, he was still childish and in his prime, and he was in his prime, after all the changes and vicissitudes, and now he has fallen into such a state of mind.

The old man's eyes suddenly shone with evil light, and his smile was quite obscene.

"I'm not serious, I should have let you taste my heavy sword!"

Fang Yan raised his eyebrows, pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword, his breath was like a dragon, and his sleeves were rolled up.

The tone of Fang Yan was slightly relaxed, but it was suddenly cold and deep.

"Just don't hit this doll again. ”

"What, could it be that this little baby is your ......?"

"As for the rest, whatever you want. ”

"The old man has this idle time mixed in, and it is better to sleep comfortably than to sleep beautifully. ”

When the old man finished speaking, he was full of joy, and his face suddenly changed.

"Hey, hey, it's just a joke, so why take it seriously?"

The old man hurriedly waved his hand, and his figure took several steps backwards one after another.

"The old man came today, but he was entrusted by someone to solve the doll's predicament. ”

"I said, boy Fang, you should always give an explanation for this. ”

Fang Yan shook his head helplessly, turned around and shouted at the group of guys who were standing in front of the door of the restaurant and watching.

He naturally knew the old man's strange disposition of being a drunkard.

His face was pale, as if he had been severely defeated.

"Hey, I almost forgot something big. ”

"Today, in order to save this little baby, I wasted the old man's pot of good wine in vain. ”

The old man's head shook like a rattle, and he was a little incoherent.

"What is full of spring, what ten miles of incense?"

"These unworthy wines and wines are gentle in nature, as light as water, where are they like things that men should enjoy?"

"Grab two pots of old wine and come to the house!"

"No! what is this for?"

"This can't be helped!"

The young man and the girl witnessed the feat of spraying soju like rain earlier, and the old man's pain at this moment was beyond words, which made people laugh even more, and it was hard to hide their joy.

"I don't want a full house!"

"Replace it with two pots of Weinan old roast, and ask for the strongest wine!"

"In the eyes of the old man, except for the old wine in this world, all the rest of the world is tasteless, but it is just a vain name. ”

Seeing that the old man looked passionate and behaved strangely.

The corners of the gray mouse's mouth grinned, but he still had to forcibly stop laughing.

But after a while, holding two pots of white-glazed porcelain bottles in his hands, he trotted all the way.

"Master Fang, the Weinan old burn you want. ”

The young man respectfully offered his hands to him, and when he saw Fang Yan glancing at a figure beside him, he hurriedly turned around and handed it to the old man.

Fang Yan thought that the old man was cynical, and he must have made some kind of trouble, but he didn't want to be a pot of soju.

In the final analysis, the old man's appetite for alcohol and cups is far beyond his expectations.

When the young man heard this, he hurriedly slipped into the restaurant.

The old man rubbed the palms of his hands repeatedly, and carefully took the two flasks, treating them as treasures.

"The old-timers are here, why not go and sit in the restaurant for a while. ”

The younger generation asked the back kitchen to get a few drinks and dishes, one to chat and express gratitude, and the other to show the friendship of the landlord. ”

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

The old man swallowed a few times and stared intently at the two jugs of soju in the young man's hands.

"In that case, you're welcome, old man!"

The old man only felt that his tongue was full of relish, and he was suddenly interested.

His footsteps were lightly raised, and he was about to take a step in the direction of the door of the restaurant, when his eyes suddenly fell on Fang Yan, but he slowly retracted and stood in place.

"Hey, hey!"

As the saying goes, everyone who comes is a guest.

What's more, the old man still has kindness first, and the young man should be warmly invited.

"Food?"

Naturally, the young man would not expose the flaws in the old man's words.

In this way, it seems that dialects have a slight advantage and have the upper hand.

"I'm tired of eating big fish and meat, so I just use the burning knife to soothe my spleen and stomach and relieve the fishiness. ”

"I was invited to the banquet earlier, and my belly is full at the moment, but I am afraid that I will not be blessed to enjoy it!"

The old man smiled and patted the belly under his shabby clothes, and put on a posture of being full of wine and food.

"Then it will be about another day, and the younger generation will have another banquet. ”

"I must treat the old-timers well to thank them for saving me today. ”