Chapter 10: The Prodigal Son Seeks Drunkenness

Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Qin Jian was waiting outside the lobby, and Liu Ping'er came out and looked at Qin Jian quietly.

Qin Jian sighed lightly and said to Liu Ping'er: "Fluttershy will be handed over to you, Zhu Xiaosheng will be back soon, maybe he will take Fluttershy away, wherever Fluttershy goes, you don't leave her, the war between the Sword Alliance and the Sword Sect is already burning, and Zhu Xiaosheng can't protect Fluttershy." ”

Liu Ping'er looked at Qin Jian blankly, he didn't say anything, he didn't ask anything he didn't understand, he just nodded, he only understood one thing, so that Fluttershy would not be in any danger.

Qin Jian is gone, he doesn't go to say goodbye to Fluttershy, he doesn't have the courage to face Fluttershy's grief, and only coming back as soon as possible is the best comfort for Fluttershy.

Fluttershy cries, and Qin Jian's departure adds a layer of pain to Fluttershy, but Liu Ping'er can't do anything but watch Fluttershy cry, which makes his heart hurt even more.

Qin Jian left the Zhu Mansion, which was full of sadness and desolation, but his mood was even heavier, and the crying of Fluttershy lingered in his mind, and it was deeply imprinted, for Qin Jian, he could only think of one thing at this time, and he could slightly brush away the depression in his heart - wine!

Qin Jian didn't go back to Lin Yifeng, maybe he was pretending to be sad too much in his heart, and he didn't dare to face Lin Yifeng's bones anymore.

Qin Jian set out from outside the gate, and he hadn't taken a sip until now, thinking about wine, wine was in his heart, and the momentary alcohol addiction had occupied his entire mind, and the step under his feet was big, and he was moving fast, and the pedestrians on the street were still just thinking that they had lost money, and they were in a hurry to find it.

Go to the depths of the town, there is a prosperous place, small merchants and hawkers are the indicator lights of the downtown area, the signboard at the door is the conjuring card of diners and drinkers, it is still too early, some restaurants have only opened breakfast stalls, and the drinkers who are going to get drunk in the morning are really rare.

A fairly special restaurant opened its doors early, and the special feature of "Liujun Building" is probably just this signboard.

Qin Jian entered the restaurant, but the person who ran the hall was sober, it seemed that he had been busy for a while, and several tables of breakfast guests were sitting scattered.

Qin Jian came in, the basic skills of running the hall were solid, and he came over with a smile on his face, shouting: "Son, please." ”

Qin Jian didn't stay downstairs, Xiao Er's smile became stronger, and he also found out that Qin Jian was not here for breakfast, but to order a drink.

Xiao Er took Qin Jian to the private room upstairs, it was clean here, the dishes in the morning were not complete, the people who picked and bought vegetables had not come back yet, this solar term, the morning market was still complete, and he was not prepared to deal with the drunkards who came to eat and drink in the morning.

Qin Jian didn't care how complete the dishes were, and he didn't ask for the menu, so he ordered Xiao Er, "Two pots of good wine," and a tael of silver had been thrown to Xiao Er, and he said in his mouth: "Just this silver, look at Zhang Luo, and keep a few rewards for yourself." ”

Xiao Erle responded in a row, and went to Zhang Luo to drink and eat, his strong smile has not diminished since the guests entered the door, maybe it is for this reason, it has been piled up for many years.

Qin Jian drank the tea brought by Xiao Erxian with great pleasure, and the dish was served on the table after a while, and two pots of wine came, and his share of the reward money was naturally deducted, and maybe he also divided the chef a few cents, so this dish did not come at all.

It is difficult for Qin Jian to control his desire for wine, plus Xiao Er did not hack him, the wine is Fengxiang's old wine, this wine has a long history, in the early years, this was Qin wine, and after years of time, it was named after the land boundary, called Liulin old wine.

After listening to Xiao Er's words, Qin Jian couldn't wait to pour a glass of wine, slowly tasting the mellow of this wine over the years, for alcoholics, this wine is definitely an intoxicating thing, and he didn't feel that this pot was down, and the dishes were also good, Qin Jian relieved his wine cravings for a while, and then looked out the window and drank slowly.

The street outside the window is bustling at the same time, and the cries of hawkers, the negotiation of buyers, and the noise of pedestrians are intertwined, and the appearance of a bustling market is presented. Qin Jian's heart couldn't melt into this prosperity, and Lin Yifeng's inexhaustible glass of wine and bold drinking appeared in front of Qin Jian's eyes again.

When Qin Jian said this, he and Yi Fengshang were in Kaifeng, looking for the return of the cold wind Zen master, the two of them were drunk, and they almost lost their lives during this time, but fortunately Du Xiaofan came to the rescue and came to the rescue, Du Xiaofan is a person who will only see him when he appears, when he doesn't want to appear, this person will evaporate out of thin air, and no one will have news of him.

The past is vivid, the glass of wine is empty and continued, Qin Jian, who is drunk, has broken silver in his hand, he doesn't care about a few coins of broken silver, all he cares about at this time is wine, Xiao Er is a greedy person, he took the silver, and the wine came quickly, and as Qin Jian poured it into his stomach, it was enough for him to drink.

Qin Jian's wine is still drinking, he likes to get drunk in a strange place, the prodigal son has nothing to worry about, but the reality of no concern is that the prodigal son's loneliness, desolation, and loneliness are like an invisible devil's claws, tearing him to pieces in the next moment, so Qin Jian will get drunk and fall in a strange place where no one knows him, and when he wakes up, he will search his stomach and find where he is in his memory.

There are two sides to everything, every time Qin Jian looks at a strange place, he is eroded by the sadness of being alone again, just like the air is pressing down, making him breathless, so that Qin Jian sometimes has some strange thoughts, just like a drunk and just waking up, looking at a strange place, looking at the crowd on the street, Qin Jian impulsively wanted to rush onto the street, grab a woman casually, marry her, have children, but this miserable rivers and lakes. But this impulse is sober up very quickly, and he can't leave this river and lake that makes him helpless, and the big stone that pressed on his heart has not been moved.

There will also be a few rooms in the restaurant, Qin Jian woke up in the afternoon, Xiao Er's knock on the door woke up Qin Jian, a person who has drunk so much wine, Xiao Er will still pay attention to it, especially after getting the broken silver that can only be praised in pieces for a few months, Xiao Er took Qin Jian to settle down in the room to rest.

Xiao Er knocked on the door twice, this time Qin Jian got up and opened the door, Xiao Er brought hot tea again, and replaced the tea that had been put on the table for the first time and was already cold.

Qin Jian sat at the window facing the street again, took a sip of the tea that Xiao Er brought here again, thinking about where he was, the excitement on the street seemed so empty and unreal, Qin Jian's world was so quiet, so lonely, this suppressed silence can create some impulsive ingredients, enough for a quiet person to tear down a house in a while, but Qin Jian didn't have this impulse, he just quietly endured, remember the first time, Qin Jian was forced to run far away by this depression, and smashed a tree in a moment, but people are the creatures who can adapt to all pain, Qin Jian has never done this again。

After a long time, the teapot on the table was empty, and a person who woke up from a deep drunkenness could drink a lot of water, which was to be used to relieve the internal organs that were still burning like flames.

Qin Jian's thoughts returned to Lin Yifeng and Zhu Wuye, if you don't understand something, you will be attracted by it from time to time, think about it again, sort it out again, and carefully scrutinize every detail, until Qin Jian feels that it is time to go back, he will leave and stay with Yifeng for a day, and then say goodbye to Murong Qian before leaving.

Murong Qian sat in the hall, looking at the coffin containing Lin Yifeng's cold body, there were no tears in her eyes, her eyes were slightly swollen, Murong Hate moved a chair and sat at the door of the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand, but he didn't drink a sip, the tea was still warm, and his eyes stared at the door stupidly.

Qin Jian returned to the Lin Mansion, the door was still closed, Qin Jian went to buckle the door knocker, the strange power of the wine was still playing a role on his body, and the hand on the door knocker seemed to be a little uncertain, and turned into a few fingers to push the door.

The door creaked open, which made Qin Jian's mind come to his senses immediately, and with a little more force, the door was pushed open, Qin Jian's expression was solemn, he paused, and walked quickly inside.

Compared with the Zhu Mansion, the Lin Mansion is deserted, and there are not many family members and maids, and after the front hall, it is not until the stone road leading to the front lobby that I see two maids.

Qin Jian's pace slowed down, but his heart hurt a little, Guiyunzhuang is not bigger than Zhu Wuye's mansion, but it is also one-third of its size, at that time, Yifeng because of the family business left by his lord, there are more than 20 housekeepers and maids in the house, Yifeng is not in the middle of the family, but now the family maids are no more than ten people, Qin Jian will not ask these things, after all, this is after he left, after Murong Qian entered the Lin family, now, Yifeng has left, do you want him to ask Murong Qian!

Qin Jian entered the hall, and because the courtyard door was not closed, the worry in Qin Jian's heart had completely disappeared.

Murong hated Qin Jian and looked at Qin Jian blankly, he didn't get up or speak, but just welcomed Qin Jian in with straight eyes.

Murong Qian had already gotten up to greet him, and shouted in her mouth: "Brother Qin, why are you only coming back now, it is rumored outside that Fifth Master Zhu is dead, and we are very worried about you." ”

Qin Jian barely squeezed out some smiles and said, "I'm fine, Fifth Master Zhu is the only one left with Fluttershy, she's so pitiful, I'm worried that there will be assassins coming again, so I stayed in Zhu's mansion for the night." ”

Murong Qian didn't care much about Xiao Fluttershy, she just moved a chair and asked Qin Jian to sit down, she had already smelled the smell of wine on Qin Jian's body, she wouldn't ask about this, she just asked very concernedly, "Brother Qin and Fifth Master Zhu were assassinated?"

Qin Jian nodded, and said: "Yifeng's matter, Fifth Master Zhu has already told me what he knows, Fifth Master died in front of me, and I couldn't save him." ”

Murong Qian looked at Qin Jian with a guilty face, paused and asked, "Brother Qin, wasn't that Yifeng killed by Fifth Master Zhu?" We also found someone to see it, and Yifeng was poisoned. ”

Qin Jian looked at Murong Qian blankly, the coffin had been sealed, Qin Jian couldn't really see Yi Feng, Zhu Wuye handed him the rain needle of hatred before he died, he had to see Yi Feng's corpse in order to really determine the cause of Yi Feng's death, and it could prove whether the mysterious secret weapon that should only belong to the legend really appeared again, after all, he had seen the person killed by that kind of secret weapon with his own eyes.

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