By the time the carriage stopped again, Maple Grove was already in sight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Liu Mu ignored the persuasion of Tieqi and others, insisted on standing in the cold wind, watching them hang up the plaque. "Parking drunk love Fenglin night, prancing horse whip one day" When he saw the door link again, Liu Mu seemed to be punched a few times in the chest. Unable to stop the coughing in his chest anymore, he squatted there and curled himself up, the piercing cough was like crying, and he couldn't tell how sad he was.

Liu Mu, who once thought that he was dying, regarded this place as his home, and he even thought that when he died, the corpse would be carried out from the main entrance, even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the door couplet, and the plaque of Fenglin Evening would be covered on his coffin until the years, decayed into pieces and no longer seen. He was chewing on the joys and sorrows, savoring the deviance and confusion of the world, and his expression was so depressed that he wanted to hold a handful of tears.

Tie Qi was infected by Liu Mu's emotions, a little inexplicably melancholy, and said loudly: "Young master, go in, it's dark." “

Liu Mu twisted his head towards the iron flag, sighed, and said with a whole spirit: "Go home!"

Just as he was about to enter the inn, a surprise shout sounded from behind: "Brother Mu, Lao Tie, are you back?"

Fan Yan was dressed in brocade clothes, his chin had grown a beard that was not long, and as the voice fell, he had already jumped in front of the two, with a smile of surprise on his face, holding the laughing iron flag deadly, and said incoherently: "Really, it's really you, it's good to come back, it's ...... to come back" The voice fell, his eyes were already slightly red, and he could see that he was sincerely happy.

"Haha...... Isn't it that who else can we have, you kid can now, dress like the rich man, and get rich?" Tie Qi also patted Fan Yan's back excitedly, and kept teasing, not forgetting to wipe the dust on his hands on Fan Yan's clothes.

After a while, Fan Yan, who stopped his excitement, said "Brother Mu" to the smiling Liu Mu, and his tone was stalking, showing the sadness of reuniting after parting. Liu Mu waited until Fan Yan's expression calmed down a little, and then said softly: "Let's go in and have a drink!" and entered the inn first.

Tie Qi looked at Fan Yan with red eyes, laughed a few times, and said: "It's a happy event that the brothers can meet again today, what are you crying and crying like old ladies? After speaking, he couldn't help but pull Fan Yan into the inn, and as soon as he entered the inn, he shouted: "Three catties, six taels, quickly call everyone out, come to meet my brother, Lao Fan." “

Fan Yan looked at Tie Qi shouting there, he only felt sour and uncomfortable in his heart, and his tears were a little unstoppable, this joy was not something that others could experience. But when I saw more than a dozen strong men in Sanjin and a group of more than a dozen strong men, I couldn't help but have a toothache after hearing the introduction of Tieqi one by one. There was no normal name among the dozen or so people in the audience, and when he saw Tieqi smugly saying that it was his credit, Fan Yan really felt sorry for Sanjin and the others.

A huge dining table with eight wooden tables, on which there is only a wine jar except for large pieces of stew. It seems that everything is back to the past, the brightly lit hall wafts with the smell of wine and meat, and finding someone to fight with each other is the only wine order, so heroic who does not say "Zhuang!"

"Lao Tie, are you not welcoming me?" Fan Yan asked with a straight face as he put the wine bowl on the table and turned to Tie Qi.

Tie Qi, who was about to raise his head to drink, heard Fan Yan ask like this, and said angrily: "Fart, which dog of you sees that Lao Tzu doesn't welcome you?"

"Look at it, what kind of broken wine is this, it's not strong at all. Fan Yan smiled and pushed the wine bowl to Tieqi, pointed to the wine and said.

Tie Qi laughed before he said: "If you want to say that this wine is really not much stronger than the general drunk brewed by the young master." Didn't you just come back and haven't had time to make wine yet? After speaking, he pouted, as if he was reminiscing. After a while, he looked strange and said, "You have drunk all the wine in the cellar?"

"Don't mention this, I still have a fire in my stomach when I mention it. The few jars you left are not enough for me to stuff between my teeth, why didn't I find you so picky before?" Fan Yan had a nose that was not a nose, and a face that was not a face, and blamed the iron flag there, and there was a posture of fighting if he didn't agree.

The drinking party ended under the joke of a crowd.

On the warm kang head, Liu Mu squeezed his body into the quilt, and only stopped after feeling comfortable. He began to be afraid of the cold, and the slightest wind could make him cough for a long time, and he was reluctant to extinguish the bean-like lamp and candle, as if only in this way would it be warmer. Under the dim light, Liu Mu's face became even whiter, like the paper framing the window, without any blood.

He found that the aura on Fan Yan's body had changed, and he practiced the same technique with Tieqi, but it showed two completely different extremes. Although Liu Mu does not cultivate internal strength, his five senses perception is by no means comparable to ordinary people, and he can feel that Fan Yan has changed his cultivation methods. It's still the kind that goes to extremes, and the breath that is inadvertently revealed, without Haoran masculinity, seems to have been seen somewhere. Where it was, Liu Mu had forgotten.

What he couldn't figure out was why Fan Yan was doing this, so that Tiangang Decision would no longer cultivate, so that the skill should be above Tiangang Decision. At the beginning, he had checked Tiangang Decision with one hand, so he naturally knew the power of this exercise. Thinking of the news many years ago, Liu Mu was a little undecided, he felt that he should find a time to ask Fan Yan, if it was really what he guessed, then it would be either a blessing or a curse.

The winter night was very long, so long that after Liu Mu slept for a while, the genius was bright. The gray sky was depressing, and the thick dark clouds seemed to be falling, and Liu Mu knew that it was going to snow. Now that the inn had opened and the weather was not too good, he felt that he should hurry up and make wine, otherwise it would be difficult to buy food when the snow was thick.

"Squeak" The sound of the wooden door sounded, and Liu Mu didn't need to deliberately guess to know that it would not be someone else who got up at this time, but the stone that practiced the knife. Liu Mu felt that the achievements of the stone in the future were definitely higher than his own, and with this persistence and single-mindedness, the achievements were limitless. Very few people can do one thing seriously for ten years, and no matter what they do, this insistence will have a qualitative effect, and the muffled sound of splitting space in their ears confirms all this.

I don't know if it's the sequelae of physical weakness, Liu Mu has been thinking a lot lately. Sometimes he thinks about whether to talk about the marriage for Tieqi, after all, Tieqi is not too young, and it is time to start a family. Every time he mentions this, Tie Qi will always play haha to fool him, making him angry and helpless, he can't force a person to get married, and it's not easy for him to be a parent! Lao Huang, who used to always like to come to the inn to buy wine, his daughter is old enough to find someone's time, but I don't know if he will come again after a while, after hearing the news that the inn is open. Why did you forget to ask him where his home was?

Liu Mu threw these messy thoughts out of his mind, and stared at the stone that was stubbornly waving the knife with a stubborn face, as if he saw the little beggar that year.