Chapter 22 It is difficult to vent hatred by cutting off the head and breaking the corpse

Seeing the situation, all the villains raised their weapons to help, and Cheng Coral hurriedly jumped behind Zhou Lishui and said, "Senior brother, be careful" and fought with the villains.

In the crowd of onlookers, Zhou Lishui and Li Fuchang, Cheng Coral and the villains fought fiercely, which was very lively, making people dazzled, just watching the passers-by shouting and shouting.

There is also a person in this crowd who is watching the battle seriously, that person is full of red light, about sixty years old, a hat covers half of his face, wearing a white robe, the others are no different from ordinary people, but there is an extra bronze wine jug in his hand, this wine jug is much larger than the ordinary wine jug is very eye-catching, he is a drunken immortal, the people of the rivers and lakes call the old drunkard - Xie Wei

Feng Xuanjian had a pair of angry and sad eyes hidden in his messy hair, and those blood-red eyes fell on Wang Liao suddenly, and he suddenly came to Wang Liao with a smile, raised his fist and landed on Wang Liao's face, Wang Liao suddenly had a nosebleed flowing through his jaw.

"Looking for death" was a punch to Feng Xuanzhi, Feng Xuanjian turned around sharply to avoid Wang Liao's attack, the chopping knife only cut Wang Liao's forehead, Wang Liao shouted: "Young master save me" and immediately ran away, shouting while running: "Help, help"

Li Fu often heard Wang Liao call for help, took back the pig-killing knife and ran to Feng Xuan's blade, but Zhou Lishui was entangled behind him, and it was difficult to get out for a while, so he could only chase Feng Xuanjian while entangled with Zhou Lishui.

But he didn't want Feng Xuanjian to have come behind Wang Liao, Wang Liao was nervous for a while, he didn't want to step on a piece of watermelon skin on the ground, and fell to the ground with a puff, this watermelon skin was just thrown out of the window of Yihong Courtyard just now, and he didn't want this to be the melon skin that killed him, it was really self-inflicted.

Wang Liao called for help while moving behind him: "The hero spares his life... Heroes spare their lives" Feng Xuanjian looked up to the sky and laughed: "Daughter, my father avenged you" After saying that, Wang Liao hurriedly fled, grabbed the groceries around him and threw them at Feng Xuanzhi, Feng Xuanjian suddenly saw a blur, and the machete in his hand also fell short.

At this moment, Wang Liao crawled behind him and fled, Feng Xuanjian saw that he was in vain, and took two steps forward and threw the iron knife in his hand.

I could only hear: "Ah" A muffled sound, the iron knife only passed through Wang Liao's body, and Wang Liao suddenly fell there, spitting pus and blood in his mouth and dying.

Feng Xuanjian smirked and pounced on the dead Wang Liao, pulled out the iron knife violently, and cut off Wang Liao's head with a "poof", and then raised the knife and slashed indiscriminately, only to cut the flesh and blood, and the blood stained Feng Xuanblade's entire body, scattered flesh and blood from head to toe, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was meat or clothes.

Li Fuchang and Zhou Lishui in the distance were fighting in a hurry, and they were suddenly stunned by the scene in front of them, and the two of them walked quickly to Feng Xuanjian, and Li Fuchang, who only listened, said: "Crazy... It's really crazy..." Dropping his weapon, he hurriedly fled the crowd and disappeared.

Zhou Lishui and Cheng San, who came in a hurry, were dumbfounded, and the more they stopped, they saw that after Feng Xuan's blade slashed for a while, he ran out of the city with a laugh and didn't know where to go······

Feng Xuanjian came to Feng Lingling's grave with a cloth head that had been red with pus and blood, lifted the iron knife and dug a big pit in front of Feng Lingling's grave, and threw Wang Liao's head in the pit······

It took a long time for Feng Xuanjian to leave, and when he left, all the love for his daughter and his ruthlessness towards the enemy were vented to Wang Liao······

Feng Xuanjian lost his wife at an early age, his family was poor, and his daughter was the only reason for him to live.

In the dead of night, the father and daughter were looking forward to a better future and planning to return to their hometown in Shandong one day, but they didn't want all these good wishes to be ruthlessly taken away by Wang Liao, the villain, and it was no wonder that Feng Xuanjian hated the villain to the bone.

Feng Xuanjian laughed wildly and disappeared into the night······ I don't know where I went, but the only thing left in the peach blossom forest was a lonely grave······

Zhou Lishui and Cheng Coral returned to the inn with pity for Feng Xuanjian, the inn was a lively scene, and the bloody scene on the street just now was completely different, Xiao Er saw the two come back and went to greet them with a hippie smile, but unexpectedly, Zhou Lishui's wooden expression completely ignored Xiao Er, and walked straight towards the guest room, until after entering the guest room, Zhou Lishui raised the wine pot given by Feng Xuanjian, looked at the wine pot in his hand, and felt a tingle in his heart, hating the loss of this like-minded friend, regretting Feng Xuanjian's madness, and making fun of the troubled times of the rivers and lakes, he couldn't help but drink most of the pot with a bitter smile, and his eyes flowed with sad tears: "I don't know what happened to Brother Feng, I hope he is alone and safe," he took another sip.

I don't know when a person outside the window was writing poems and only heard: "When you sing about wine, what is life? Be generous and unforgettable. How can we solve our worries? Only Du Kang ······"

Zhou Lishui's eyes lit up and his heart lit up: "Who sings poetry, this pair of wine is a song, and life is geometric······ Life is short······ What can I rely on to relieve my depression by losing my friend? I can only be relieved by binge drinking, isn't it just me? I don't know who is so high? "The meaning of this poem is admirable? Who knows that my heart only has good wine!"

In fact, this is exactly Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing", which is "······ Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far. Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples. I have guests, drummers and shengs. It is as clear as the moon, when can it be resolved? The more strange it is, the more vain it exists. Talking about the old kindness. The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south. Three turns around the tree, what branches can be followed? The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep. Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart. ”

Zhou Lishui slowly came to the door and opened the door, only to see an old man drinking alone in front of the table in the hall, toasting from time to time.

Zhou Lishui walked quickly to the old man's table, and saw that it was the people in the rivers and lakes who called the old drunkard - Xie Wei,

Zhou Lishui came to the table and did not go to talk, but sat down at random next to the old man in an empty seat, picked up the old man's wine jug is sip, Xie Wei squinted at the young man next to him, did not answer, snatched the wine jug from Zhou Lishui's hand and drank it.

As the saying goes, there are a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, and there are many words without speculation, why do you need to talk too much about knowing a person.

After Feng Xuanjian seeking revenge and slashing Wang Liao just now, Zhou Lishui helped these experiences have long been seen in Xie Wei's eyes, so Xie Wei basically has a general understanding of Zhou Lishui, and the two are very speculative because of the age difference, at least until now, the two have a common hobby, that is, fine wine. The two of them were shouting happily, but they didn't want the pot to be empty.

Zhou Lishui shouted: "Xiao Er, come to the altar for good Jiangnan rice wine" The little two heard the sound and sent a wine jar over after a while, and the red background on the wine jar had the word "rice wine" in the black book on the red background.

Zhou Lishui couldn't wait to tear off the seal and poured a copper cup for Xie Wei, and poured a glass himself, and was about to serve the wine when he saw that Xie Wei sighed.

Xie Wei sighed and said: "The little brother meets the old man today is also a fate, and the little brother is also a refreshing person, but it's a pity that people who are good at wine don't understand wine, alas... Sad..."