The blade stubbornly stayed on Mo Tian's neck, and it wasn't until five breaths later that Mo Tian's head tilted and fell to the ground, stirring up bursts of dust. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info's expression remained rampant, and he was in such a hurry. The wine shop is as dark as a grave, burying him deeply who is unwilling to tell Liu Mu the news,

Liu Mu still maintained his previous posture, but his eyes maintained a deep sadness, in fact, he didn't need to guess much to know that since he met the Netherworld, his party and others had been targeted by Mo Tian, and he didn't have to think about it to know who leaked the news. He was not grieving for Mo Tian's death, but he just wanted to go back to the inn quietly. On the other hand, it is estimated that this Mo Tian is mostly related to bliss.

Liu Mu grabbed the wine bowl on the table and poured the remaining half bowl of wine into his throat without a drop. It was so hot that he coughed violently, and his pale face was slightly reddened. Handing Sanli to the iron flag on the side, he raised his hand to hold his chest and said, "Let's go, the wine has been drunk!"

Tieqi beckoned Sanjin and the others to dispose of the corpse, passed by Luo Er's side, threw down a piece of silver, and helped Liu Mu to go in the direction of the carriage. The horses neighed incessantly, and the kicks faded away.

A jar of wine was exhausted, and Liu Mu squinted his drunken eyes and slapped a jar open again. He looked a little melancholy and said, "Tieqi, what are your rivers and lakes like?"

"My rivers and lakes?" Tie Qi stopped the horsewhip raised high, a little uncertain, and said to the stone on the side of the carriage after a while: "What are your rivers and lakes like?"

Liu Mu lifted the curtain and moved out of the car, looking at the iron flag and the stone of the horse with some hope. He especially wanted to know what other people's rivers and lakes were like, and whether it would sound particularly different.

"Young master, knife. The stone did not think for a moment, and came out of his mouth.

Seeing that Liu Mu turned his eyes to him again, Tie Qi's answer to the stone was speechless, which caught him off guard, who was still about to refer to it, so he could only bow his head and think for a long time before he said out: "That's it, if you have wine, you won't be lonely." As if wondering why Liu Mu suddenly asked such a thing, Tie Qi shook the whip crisply, turned his head and said, "Young Master, what are your rivers and lakes like?"

Liu Mu raised his head and poured a few sips of spirits, and muttered while the wine was happy: "There are Yangchun noodles, and wine is enough!" However, the thought was stifled as soon as he started, and he didn't think she would like her current self. Born to be a scattered person, where did the blood stain half the sky decide, maybe there will be no chance to see you again in this life!

"Young Master, where is your knife?" Tie Qi closed his eyes and thought for a few moments, and when he heard that Liu Mu didn't mention the knife, he couldn't help but remind him.

Liu Mu struggled to stand up, bowed and walked towards the carriage, and a clear voice reached Tieqi's ears, saying, "I don't have a knife anymore!"

Tieqi didn't understand what Liu Mu said, so he was obviously shelved on the small shelf of the carriage for three thousand miles, but Liu Mu said that there was no knife anymore. If it really didn't, what was the three thousand miles? Knowing that Liu Mu had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and concentrate on catching up with the carriage.

At this moment, the sky is a little dark, the sky seems to lower its eyes, the cold wind blows like a knife, and the wheels go all the way to the northwest in the cold wind. Iron Banner hummed an unknown tune, and slightly pulled the cotton coat that covered his chest, and the desolate aura unique to the northwest spread from his body. As if feeling a little unpleasant, Tie Qi took the wine jar beside him, took a few gulps, and the low tune he hummed before was sung loudly by him: "There is a mountain in front, and a river in the back." Not afraid of the cold wind, he is a shepherd man......"

An hour later, the carriage drove into Chongniu Town.

The town of Chongniu is small and not as prosperous. Although it was still early in the morning, there were only a few pedestrians on the street, most of whom were locals hurrying home. The arrival of more than 20 fierce knights made the timid pedestrians hide in panic, as if they had been attacked by soldiers.

It's a small town, but it has everything it should have. The galloping carriage came to a sudden stop in front of the tavern surrounded by the riders, and after a long time of shouting and neighing, the disturbed guests in the tavern saw a bloodless boy who was helped out of the carriage by the man who drove the car. The cough from time to time shows that the person in front of him should not be lightly ill, and the owner of the tavern does not think that the sign at his door has been changed by the old Wang of the pharmacy, and this guest should not come to see the doctor.

Liu Mu looked at the shopkeeper of the tavern for a long time, his voice was a little weak, and said, "Is there any wine that is not mixed with water?"

Li Fugui has followed his father to take care of the tavern since he was a child, and it has been almost 30 years now, and he has seen all kinds of drinkers, and sometimes he will brag to idle drinkers that he has also received heroes of the rivers and lakes. But he had never seen anyone who was seriously ill, and he would come to buy drunk. In Lao Wang's words, if the king of Hades doesn't accept it, you won't live long. If the weak son can drink strong wine, let him and Lao Wang's surname be fine.

Tieqi was a little angry, and the owner of the tavern didn't know his vision, so he yelled: "I asked if you didn't hear it, go and get the wine, and ask for the best wine in your store." If you dare to mix water, Lao Tzu will unscrew your head and make wine!"

Not to mention the frightened tavern owner Li Fugui, how he was busy with his work; Liu Mu smiled and stretched out his hand to pat the iron flag, indicating that there was no need to yell, they were here to drink and rest, not to fight. A little embarrassed, he clenched his fists at the disturbed crowd around him, and then found a table and sat down. The wine was quickly sent to the warm mouth, and the temperature was suitable enough not to burn the mouth, Liu Mu thought that this was the credit of the iron flag. It's not a good wine, and it smells very bad. Come to think of it, where does such a town get good wine, it's nothing more than some mountain rice, without any additives, and it's not a good recipe to brew, so it's good to be able to drink it.

Liu Mu filled the wine bowl sent by the shopkeeper and took a sip. Unexpectedly, the taste in the wine was even greater, and he coughed non-stop for a while, and a lot of wine was spilled. In Li Fugui's expression of almost crying, Liu Mu raised his sleeves and wiped off the wine marks dripping from the wine bowl. After smiling and comforting Li Fugui, he teased a little: "It's a waste of good things, shouldn't, shouldn't!"

No one could hear what he was pity, maybe it was the food for winemaking, maybe it was the wine that was spilled, but the wise could only see the wisdom of the wise. After he finished speaking, he put the wine bowl to his mouth and swallowed it in a big gulp. After the wine saw the bottom of the bowl, he wiped his lips elegantly and said: "Left, there is a deep taste in the wine!"

Li Fugui laughed with him, nodded his head for a long time, and said, "Childe is so literate, how is the wine in the shop?"

Mu Liu let out a long breath of wine, and said with a smile: "So-so, the hidden vintage is a little less, and the mellow is missing!" After speaking, he ignored Li Fugui and drank the wine intently, and could not see anything else in his eyes except wine.