Snow, when it falls, it stops.

After Liu Ruoshui inquired about the path, he turned into a path at the foot of the mountain, and when he walked to a small bridge, he couldn't get through.

The snow on the bridge was as fresh as new, and there were no human footprints in sight, only a line of yellow dog footprints, sprinkled like a string of plum blossoms on the railing.

Liu Ruoshui walked across the small bridge and saw that among the plum trees, there were three or five stone houses, red flowers and white houses, and the scenery was like a picture.

There was a faint voice in the plum forest, and when they got closer, they saw an old man in a high crown, directing two boys to wash the snow and ice from the trees.

Water can indeed wash snow and ice, but after washing, the snow will still fall on the trees, and the water will freeze immediately

Generally speaking, to wash snow with water is either to play tricks or to go crazy.

But this old man is in the third case.

He did it because he really didn't understand it.

He could tell the truth of any painting, and he could make the most powerful poison and antidote, but he could never understand the simplest truth.

Such people are indeed rare, but Liu Ruoshui has also seen a few, and although people like them are "stupid", they are the most respectable.

Therefore, after the water washed the snowflakes on the plum tree, Liu Ruoshui spoke, "Mr. Meida, I want a few name paintings in exchange for the medicinal herbs in your hand." ”

After hearing Liu Ruoshui speak, Mr. Mei Da was originally a little impatient, because there were too many laymen who came to him, but when he heard the three words "name painting", the impatience on his face immediately dissipated, and he hurriedly said, "What about painting, show me!"

Liu Ruoshui took out a well-framed calligraphy and painting from his arms, and then handed it to Mr. Meida.

Mr. Mei Da unfolded it and found that there was a calligraphy and painting inside, the painting was a picture of eight horses, and the word was also "Eight Horses".

Obviously, it is just a black and white horse depicted in ink, or even just a look like a god, but it is this look-like that makes these eight horses seem to come to life, and even the sound of the wind neighing can be faintly heard.

On one side, there is a row of iron-clad characters.

King Mu's eight horses and horses, the descendants love to write as a picture.

The back is like a dragon, the neck is like an elephant, and the bones and tendons are high-fat and strong.

Traveling thousands of miles a day is as fast as flying, where does King Mu ride alone?

The four wilderness and eight extremes are all over the place, and the thirty-two hooves are endless.

The axle is not in time, and the yellow house grass is abandoned.

Yaochi went to the queen mother's banquet in the west, and the seven temples were not recommended in person for many years.

Bitainan and Sheng Ji traveled, and Mingtang no longer returned to the princes.

"Good words, good paintings, but I don't know who this Liu Ruoshui is? After Mr. Mei Da saw the calligraphy and painting, he was immediately attracted by it, and after admiring it for three quarters of an hour, he turned his head and asked Liu Ruoshui.

"Down there is Liu Ruoshui. Liu Ruoshui smiled and replied.

In addition to being a martial artist, Liu Ruoshui is also a Confucian and a disciple of Mr. Wang Yangming, so in terms of calligraphy and painting, his attainments are already called everyone.

"Really?" Mr. Mei Da showed a hint of suspicion on his face, because Liu Ruoshui's temperament did not resemble that of a scholar.

"If you don't believe me, I can paint one for you myself, but my calligraphy and painting are very valuable, and a calligraphy and painting needs to be exchanged for a medicinal herb. Liu Ruoshui replied.

"Don't say one, I'm willing to change ten hundred plants. Mr. Mei said impatiently.

The deal, and that's it.

With the materials, Liu Ruoshui naturally wants to continue to make wine.

Mr. Mei Da not only has a complete range of medicinal herbs, but also has really good sake and sake brewing utensils.

Therefore, Liu Ruoshui paid a few more calligraphy and paintings, and then stationed here.

Because he learned that Liu Ruoshui was making wine, Liu Ruoshui also knew an alcoholic, a drunkard who always wanted to steal wine from him.

Mr. Mei Da's younger brother, Mr. Mei Er.

Mr. Mei Er, like his elder brother, is a wonderful person, ranking second among the seven wonderful people on the rivers and lakes, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called "Miao Langzhong". His medical skills are so good that I'm afraid he can't be under Ping's fingers.

But his temper is as strange as Ping Yizhi, Ping Yizhi is "kill one person, save one person", and he is "three incurables", he often does absurd things such as taking other people's medical fees and not treating people.

Mr. Mei Er is a very thick-skinned person, because in three days, he has stolen wine twenty-six times, and each time he will inevitably be found out by Liu Ruoshui, but he still enjoys it.

When encountering such a guy, Liu Ruoshui could only be speechless.

"Mei Er, are you finished? It's really not good, after I finish brewing wine, how about sharing a jar with you?" Liu Ruoshui grabbed Mr. Meier's hand stretched out to the wine jar and said helplessly.

"Why wait until it's finished? Let me drink a jar first, how about it?" said Mr. Mei Er cheekily.

"It's not that I can't drink it now, but it's really a waste of medicinal herbs. Liu Ruoshui said with a smile.

It is not an easy thing to brew "Sanyan Wine", just those three main medicines are extremely precious, if you let Mr. Mei Er drink it now, it will be like burning the qin and boiling the crane.

He suddenly paused and spoke, "I'm afraid that there will be a distant guest here." ”

Mr. Mei Er said movingly: "The third watch will never come in the middle of the night to be the boss's guest, but I am afraid that it will come to me again." ”

In fact, he waited until now to hear a rustling of footsteps outside the house, and there seemed to be more than one person coming, and the cloth shoes were all light and sturdy.

I heard one person say loudly: "I don't know if this is the plum blossom thatched cottage?"

After a while, I heard Mr. Meida's voice in the front hall, and said, "The third watch broke in the middle of the night, is it a thief or a robber?"

The man said: "When the inferior people come to visit, not only is it neither stealing nor stealing, but there is also a small gift." ”

Mr. Mei sneered: "The third watch came to give gifts in the middle of the night, obviously not with good intentions, you better go back." ”

The man smiled and said, "That being the case, the inferior had no choice but to bring back this painting of Wang Maha." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the door opened. Mr. Mei Er frowned and said: "These people first understand the boss's temper, come to what he likes, they will have something to ask for, let's see which way they are." ”

He didn't go out, just pushed the door open and quietly looked out.

I saw a total of three people, one of whom was only in his thirties, short and slender, with blazing eyes, and holding a long wooden box in his hand. The second person's face is like a heavy jujube, with long hair over the abdomen, and he is dressed in a purple satin tufted flower, looking forward to it, his eyes are humble and arrogant, and he is obviously a character who is accustomed to giving orders.

The third person was a teenager, with a round face, round eyes, and a red cloak trimmed with white rabbit fur, looking like a red child dressed in pink. Except for him, the other two had a look of melancholy and anxiety between their eyebrows.

After seeing these people, Liu Ruoshui's brows couldn't help but raise slightly.

For him, those two adults are actually not worth mentioning, although the two of them are not famous, but their skills may not even be comparable to Liu Ruoshui's little finger.

What really cared about him was the little kid.

Because Liu Ruoshui has been thinking about one thing all along.

Himself, should he be killed.