Now that the sun has sunk in the west, Guan Ren and the lame old man dragged down the low mountain with a long oblique shadow.

Behind a big rock at the foot of the mountain, there stood the little girl in red alone, who did not follow Zhao Guandi's words and fled all the way south, but kept guarding the bottom of the mountain.

In the evening, the three of them stayed at an inn in the city.

This city is called the Broken Jade City, all because the west of the city flows through a big river called 'Prison Dragon', its source is in a certain mountain range in the territory of the demon land, flowing through Kungang, the water often carries some fine jade materials, so it is named the Broken Jade City. In the flood season, the amount of jade in the prison dragon river will increase by several percent, and there is even a rare big jade in the world. Therefore, there are often merchants in the broken jade city, and there are naturally many inns.

The shopkeeper was busy greeting customers, and suddenly saw a lame old man floating into the store, and he felt strange in his heart, and couldn't help but be stunned.

The old man saw that the guy was just stunned and didn't come to greet him for a long time, so he frowned and said, "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and greet grandpa." ”

Although the old man's words sounded rude, it was not considered to take advantage of the guy. He is hundreds of years old now, and he must be more than enough to be his grandfather.

The guy woke up and hurriedly responded, "Here, here." What do you want, old fairy?"

The old man sat firmly on the stool on the north side of the square table, and Xiao Su helped Guan Ren to sit opposite.

The old man only needed a jar of wine, and Guan Ren said with a pale face: "I'm tired of the little brother to clean up the three clean guest rooms, and then bring a few side dishes and two bowls of noodles." ”

The man took off the cloth on his shoulder, wiped the already smooth square table again, and then put it on his shoulder, "Okay, you guys wait a minute." ”

A jar of wine came up, and the old man drank two bowls first, and exhaled a breath of wine, "Boy, are you really going to travel to Kyushu?"

"Hmm. ”

The old man took out another bowl and persuaded: "What's so good about that? At your age, you should learn a good kung fu, how can you delay your great youth on the mountains and waters? Just like the old man, once he realizes the Tao, he will have hundreds of years of time to live, although Kyushu is big, where will you go at that time? If you insist on being a vulgar person, you will definitely regret not being the first child when you are old in the future. ”

At the moment, the guy brought a few plates of side dishes, which looked like nothing more than some cold dishes such as sauced beef and shredded rabbit legs, but remembering that Xiao Su was pregnant, Guan Ren shouted to the guy to add a bowl of quail soup.

As soon as the man left, Guan Ren said: "You see, if there is no accident, this guy can live to be fifty or sixty years old, seventy or eighty years old." Isn't it very good to marry a wife and have children and live a peaceful and stable life? How is Monk Jueyuan? The Tao is deep enough, isn't it? Didn't he end up dying in the same way? Not even a whole corpse was left. In order to seek immortality, the world does not hesitate to take gold and swallow white jade, but what will happen in the end? In the end, it is not as long as the innkeepers. ”

The old man poured a bowl of wine sullenly, and said angrily: "You can fucking see it, why don't you go to become a monk?"

Guan Ren smiled and didn't speak.

'Bang bang', there was a high-five from the adjacent table.

There were no guests at the table, but at some point, there was a middle-aged man sitting, his temperament was quite good, with green clothes and black boots. Xu was not long after he came, and before the man came to inquire about the food and drinks, there was a long sword on the table, and he was now clapping his hands and laughing, and said: "What this brother said is quite in line with me, come on, let's have a bowl together." ”

Guan Ren turned his head to look, only to feel that the person's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zhao Guandi. Although he and Brother Zhao have known each other for a short time, they are already friends of life and death, and they are very affectionate. It's just a short day but separated, and it is inevitable that I will be lost in my heart, but now when I see the person in front of me, I can't help but have some good feelings.

When the Guan saw that there was no wine on his table, he invited him to come and eat with him.

The man was also refreshed, and he picked up his sword and sat down. Buttocks sit on the right side of the bench, raise your foot and step on the left side of the bench, looking like a street outlet. He leaned his sword against the edge of the table, slapped the table, and shouted, "Serve the wine, man." ”

The lame old man at the same table ate the wine in the bowl by himself, and glanced at the man in the green shirt and black boots from time to time, but he never said anything.

Soon it was dark, the store was lit with candles, and the number of drinkers gradually decreased, and finally only the table of guests was left.

There were a few empty wine jars piled up on the table, and Xiao Su advised the Guan people to drink less, after all, he was injured and vomited blood during the day, and his body was still weak.

Guan Ren became more and more excited the more he drank, and he chatted with the man very speculatively, and said arrogantly: "It's not in the way, I'm happy." ”

The long sword leaning on the table, the sword body was sealed in the sheath and made a light sound, the man remained silent, stretched out his hand and flicked it gently, and the long sword suddenly fell silent.

Guan Ren was a little drunk, his originally pale face was slightly red, and when he spoke, the smell of wine gushed out, and he reported to his family: "The younger brother's name is Guan Ren, ah, it is Guan Guan Ju Dove." Dare to ask what the eldest brother is called?"

The man in Tsing Yi drank a lot of wine, drank five or six jars of wine in a row, but his face still did not change, and he smiled happily: "Brother Xian remembers, brother, I am 'Ying's surname' and 'Zhao', and my name is Yubai." ”

Guan Ren brought a bowl of wine to his mouth, suddenly froze, the wine did not move in the bowl, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "There is such a coincidence?"

Zhao Yubai said: "Oh? ”

Guan Ren said with a smile: "The eldest brother doesn't know, the younger brother is fortunate to get acquainted with a brother, who looks quite similar to the eldest brother, and what is even more coincidental is that my brother is also from the Zhao clan." But it's a pity, he's gone from here now, otherwise, wouldn't it be nice for the three of us to make an oath in this inn and become brothers?"

Zhao Yubai's expression suddenly became a little strange, and he asked, "What's your brother's name?"

"Brother Zhao Guan. ”

Zhao Yubai showed a look that was really like this.

Guan Ren put down the wine cup, "Could it be that the eldest brother also knows my brother Zhao?" He thought, after all, the official brother Zhao is the prince of a country, and he must have a lot of friends.

Zhao Yubai couldn't help laughing, "Brother Xian, the Brother Zhao you mentioned, when he saw the eldest brother, he had to obediently shout Lao Tzu." ”

Guan Ren drank too much wine, reacted for a moment, suddenly woke up, stood up suddenly, slightly unstable under his feet, immediately clasped his fists and bowed, and said embarrassedly: "Uncle Haihan, please forgive the little nephew for being rude." ”

Zhao Yubai pulled him to sit down, waved his hand, and said, "Eh, don't learn those sour scholars, let's still talk about them as brothers." ”

Guan Ren hurriedly said: "Big ...... Uncle, Ling Lang and I are good brothers who share weal and woe, how can we be commensurate with Zunjia as brothers? Wouldn't it confuse the generations?"

Zhao Yubai waved his hand and said: "As the saying goes, the rivers and lakes have no age, and the heroes have no generation, since the two of us are like-minded, it is better to be in this 'Mingyu Inn', eight worships for friendship, and form brothers." In the future, when you meet with the official brother, he calls him second uncle, and you call him a good nephew, so what's the matter?"

Guan people are embarrassed: "This ...... I'm afraid it's not really. ”

Zhao Yubai was a bold character, so he couldn't help but say, pulled up the customs officer and walked outside the store.

At that time, the night was deep, the moon was half-occult, and the stars were shining.

Zhao Yu knelt down with a white face, took advantage of the situation, and asked him to kneel down.

The two emperors vowed never to lose each other, and then bowed eight times to the north.

The innkeeper was a bright-eyed man and served everyone a bowl of wine.

The two of them took the wine and filled the bowl, and then threw the empty bowl on the ground, both feeling very happy.