Chapter Fifty-Eight: At the End of the South Mountain

The scenery of Zhongnan Mountain is beautiful, and the climate is pleasant all year round. www.biquge.info What is the situation on Zhongnan Mountain, Zhao Fei doesn't know, and he doesn't know if he is chasing his life and being cold-blooded.

There is a small town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, which cannot be said to be a small town, but dozens of families get together to do some small business and rely on passers-by to support their families.

In a small hotel, it is actually a few simple chairs, a small family workshop. The boss is a middle-aged man, with a slightly chubby face and two mustaches at the corners of his mouth.

"What does the guest want?"

Chasing his life and not saying anything else, he said: "Let's have some home-cooked side dishes, you can just watch it." Two more jugs of good wine, what kind of wine do you have here?"

The shopkeeper put the white towel on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "You have come to the right place, although there are more than a dozen small hotels at the foot of the South Mountain, we can say that the good wine and good food are still the best in our house." ”

Perhaps feeling a little self-aggrandizing, he patted his chest, the fat on his body shook and shook, and finally had the breath of a businessman.

There is a saying that does not say, "Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs." "Although the store is small, it is also very comprehensive. Whether it is the old soju in the north, or the red drunk in the south, or the mare's milk wine in the desert steppe. It's all in stock. ”

"Really? When I heard it, my eyes were full of light.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll be delivered right away. After the boss finished speaking, he went to work.

At this time, it was noon, it was not a poisonous sun outside, and the sky was clear, and there were quite a few people coming and going. There were many tourists in this Zhongnan Mountain in the past. Originally, there were many hermits here, but after the Quanzhen Sect became the master, especially when Wang Chongyang died, he either practiced swords or chopped firewood everywhere in the mountains every day, and practiced light skills. It caused a lot of hermits to be dissatisfied, but the Quanzhen Sect was powerful, and finally the hermits all went out of the mountains one after another and ran to other places to retreat.

Now those who come to Zhongnan Mountain, most of them go to the middle of the mountainside, the Taoist temple set up by the Quanzhen Sect to play, and the whole Allah courtyard at the top of the mountain is not how rich and noble people can go, there is no hundreds of taels of incense money, don't want to go up and worship the hanging real sword, the real appearance of brass casting.

Of course, there are also some chivalrous people in the rivers and lakes, one by one in a panic, in this era when the Shaolin Temple is closed, and the Quanzhen Sect is still a little famous. These heroes still like to come here, and if they think that their martial arts are high, they will kick a hall and brush up their prestige. If you feel that your martial arts are average, come here to make friends and earn some food expenses. Of course, there are also some newcomers who admire the life of the rivers and lakes, feel that they have good qualifications, and want to worship the Quanzhen Sect.

Jianghu people, Jianghu affairs, and romance are also heroic roads.

In this small hotel, in addition to Zhao Fei and the others, there are also many other people, most of them drink and eat silently, and some talk about elegant things in a whisper, and only two well-dressed people are at the table next to Zhao Fei and the three of them, discussing the matter of debauchery.

Among them, the man in white, with a malicious smile on his face, said, "Did you see it just now? ”

The other dress is green, but dark, almost black. He was also full of spring breeze and said with a smile: "Of course, I have been here for three days, and I haven't seen it any day." However, I heard that she has something to do with the Quanzhen Sect. ”

"Brother Zhang, I have also inquired, this Quanzhen Sect came with her, and the place where she lives is also taught by Quanzhen, but she is responsible for her own life. The man in white smiled confidently, but his voice was like the cry of a crow, which was really ugly. He smiled again: "This Quanzhen Sect didn't take her up the mountain, and it didn't send anyone to take care of her, so it is estimated that there is no big connection." ”

"Then you want ......."

"I want to go in the evening and see if I can add fragrance to my red sleeves. The man in white said, smiling obscenely again.

What these two people were thinking did not match their style of dress, and even some of the ruffians were better than them. Although their voices were deliberately suppressed, Zhao Fei and the others had good internal strength, and their ear strength was good, so they could hear it clearly.

In the past, cold-blooded people often stood when they came out to do things, but now under the guidance of Zhao Fei, they have changed.

I still remember that it was in a big city, standing alone in cold blood, eating alone, chasing his life was naturally sitting and drinking, and Zhao Fei was restless.

With such a combination, the people in the restaurant always like to watch the excitement and talk about it, but some people peek at it. It's nothing if he gets used to chasing his life, but Zhao Fei is not used to it, he feels that he has a nervous breakdown.

It doesn't matter if you're eating or drinking. I always feel that I have a pair of eyes staring at myself, I always feel that others are talking about myself, and I can bear it for a day or two, but after a long time, I am always inevitably irritable.

Finally one day, Zhao Fei drank two sips of Erguotou, plucked up his courage, and said, "Cold-blooded brother, why don't you sit down." ”

"Don't sit. "Cold-blooded speech is concise and to the point, and can say less and never say more.

"We came out to investigate the case, and you stood to make it easier for you to meet the thief. But have you ever thought that if you stand like this, you will attract the attention of the people around you, and if there is a thief, you will not dare to appear in front of us. ”

Zhao Fei called patience and explained slowly. But the cold blood didn't react, but the blue eyes flickered a few times, thinking that he was thinking.

Zhao Fei knew that he was listening, so he was secretly happy, and continued to persuade: "If we all sit down and eat, everyone won't feel weird, and with your image, maybe the bad guys still think they are good partners?"

"Ahem. "I couldn't help but be happy when I chased my life, I didn't hold my breath, and the wine choked my throat, which was particularly spicy.

Zhao Fei also remembered that these two were famous catchers, and it seemed really wrong for him to say this. "I'm just casually talking, eating, eating." ”

Zhao Fei put two pieces of chicken in the bowl in his heart, lowered his head and ate it in a big gulp, only hating that the bowl was too small to bury his head in it.

No one thought that in the future, cold-blooded would also sit and eat.

Within the six doors, cold-blooded is the least talkative, rarely emotional, and he is also the most warm-hearted, Kyoto has such a sentence: six out of the six doors, the four famous catch each other, cold-blooded is full of blood, but the ruthless is the most affectionate.

Whether ruthless or not, Zhao Fei doesn't know yet, but cold-blooded is a hot-blooded young man, every time there is an injustice on the road, as long as you are not careful, he will take care of it.

Once, the three of them met two little hooligans on the road who were bullying the old lady, and there was a local catcher in charge, maybe this catcher also knew these two little hooligans, and said a few words casually, and let them go.

At that time, the cold-blooded didn't hold back, and when he went up, he beat up the little hooligan and the catcher, which attracted more than a dozen catchers to chase after him, and he was listed as a wanted criminal.

In the future, along the way, as long as there is an injustice, Chasing Life and Zhao Fei will pay special attention. This arrived at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, but I didn't expect something to happen just after relaxing.