Chapter 8 Who understands the taste of the world
At this time, there was a sound of self-satisfaction from the bottom of the building, like a hoarse and cracked duck.
"The sonorous ββ I hit the horse to the White Tiger Pass, the guard will be called Yang Fan, and I will descend to the Tang Dynasty to take command of the seal......"
Chen Feng turned his head to look and didn't see the singer appear, but he heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs with "crack! The guy at the restaurant immediately knew who was coming, and jokingly shouted: "Kidnapper, who is taking advantage of today?"
Someone appeared at the staircase every other moment, and it turned out to be a "flying kidnapper" with a dirty mouth, with a half-cut slipper on his right foot.
The bulging eyeballs are rolling and rolling, the cunning pupils are swept around, the flat and convex mouth, and the deep sunken cheeks are reminiscent of the demeanor of a frog.
What is particularly striking is that the black and shiny hair is oily and greasy.
The kidnapper turned a deaf ear to the man's teasing, took out a delicate bronze mirror from his bosom and looked at himself, combing his hair attentively and carefully.
The ring and little fingers of the right hand are slightly cocked outward, and the index and middle fingers are carefully swept from the sideburns to the back of the head.
He doesn't seem to be satisfied with his hairstyle all the time, he is afraid of hurting his hair, and he is afraid of not taking good care of it.
The guests were not unhappy, some squirted a mouthful of rice, and some held their stomachs to relieve the pain. He still looked at no one and stinking his hair in front of the mirror, sometimes with his head upright and sometimes sideways.
It took a long time for a relieved smile to appear on his face.
After looking around the restaurant again, he walked straight to the old man's table and said politely, "Can I sit down?" and sat down unceremoniously without waiting for the old man to speak.
He stared greedily at the wine and food on the table, but he was not busy ordering something, and when he hesitated, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the dish with his dirty claws, and was about to send it to his mouth.
The old man exclaimed anxiously, "Hey, how are you going to eat my stuff?"
The beggar quickly withdrew his hand and said, "You have no objection to me sitting down." β
"But I didn't agree to you eating my stuff. β
The beggar rolled his eyes slyly and said, "Well, I can only ask one more question, can I eat?" If you don't agree, I'll go away. β
The old man looked at the beggar's dirty hands and looked at the plate, crying and laughing, and said helplessly, "Eat, eat, eat." β
The beggar grabbed the vegetables on his plate with his hands and devoured them into his mouth.
The old man's heart was so painful that he cried and pinched his thighs vigorously. He felt miserable, closed his eyes and didn't want to look, but he couldn't help but open them.
It's like ripping out his heart and drinking his blood.
A plate of vegetables disappeared like a whirlwind, and the beggar's eyes stared straight at the plate of braised pork that was full of color and aroma.
The old man was frightened, and his whole body was spread out, protecting the braised pork like a hen protecting a chick.
The kidnapper's saliva swallowed into his stomach and said with a wicked smile: "Idiot, I won't eat for nothing, I'll pay you a game of chess later, how about it?"
The old man's pupils instantly shone with a look of surprise, and he lowered his hands little by little, torn between Go and deliciousness.
He was fond of chess, and chose to play chess when he couldn't have both bear paws and fish and meat.
When he is addicted to chess, he doesn't care about the level of his opponent, as long as he is accompanied by someone, but he has no opponent in chess, others always lose, and would rather be with a low hand than accompany him, and he can't remember how long he hasn't played a game.
The kidnapper took advantage of his weakness and tricked him into eating again.
The old man couldn't bear to see it, and his heart hurt so much that his teeth bit his lips out of blood.
There are times when abductors love money like life and are bold and generous, and that is when others pay the bills. Look, the cups and plates are in a mess, the bones are all over the place, and some of the flesh on the bones is thrown away before they are eaten cleanly.
The old man shook his head and sighed in pity: "Alas, what a loser...... he is a loser." He spread out a piece of coarse cloth and lay down at the bottom of the table, picked up the bones without leaking, wrapped them and stuffed them into his arms.
The kidnapper smiled incomprehensibly: "Idiot, what are you doing picking up these rotten bones?"
The old man showed a shrewd and smug expression and said, "You should know how to live a careful life, these bones may be able to make a few bowls of fresh soup!"
The crutch was also full at this time, and his eyes rolled up several times. This guy eats other people's things, and he never swells up. The kidnapper seemed to be out of his body and rested for a long time before he slowly regained his breath. He glanced at the old man secretly, and thoughtfully wiped the oil and water on his lips to look at the opportunity and twist to slip away.
The old man quickly grabbed the crutch's clothes and said eagerly: "I want to be a sala!
The kidnapper cried out in his heart and cried with a sad expression, he stayed for a moment and turned his head helplessly to smile and beg for mercy.
"Hey, hey, spare me! It's not that you don't know me, I'm the most afraid of using my brain, I have a headache when I think about the problem, besides, you are a famous chess master, I can't play you even if I have a thousand heads, it's not interesting to play chess with me, spare me, I can't call your ancestor Lao Tzu?"
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart. Chen Feng couldn't help but be moved: it turned out to be the only "chess saint" in the world, superb in Go, and he had not met a real opponent for more than 50 years.
The only sheep beard trembled, and said angrily: "No, you have eaten my things and want to scatter, and you have to play with me today if you don't want to." β
He immediately pulled out a soft chessboard from his chest, threw it into the air, and quickly grabbed his chopsticks and shook his wrist.
The chessboard is flat against the wall, and the four bamboo chopsticks are nailed to the four corners of the chessboard and fixed to the stone wall.
Chen Feng secretly exclaimed: What a deep internal force! Imagine that it is not easy to use an iron hammer to nail an iron nail on the wall, and you will be able to experience the difficulty of bamboo chopsticks penetrating the wall.
Again, the lone line picked up a cane of sunspots, flicked his fingers lightly, "Smack!" The chess pieces seemed to be magnets drawn into the celestial star position of the chessboard. This kind of idea can be called groundbreaking, assuming that the player does not have strong strength, he will never dare to start like this.
The "flying kidnapper" turned out to be hidden, and he was able to play chess with a flying child. The chess move is very tricky, far from the black chess, and the starting style is a double swallow.
The two attacked and defended in an orderly manner, fought fiercely, and their chess skills were perfect. Chen Feng was fascinated.
The forehead of the abductor gradually secreted beads of sweat the size of beans, and the white child gradually began to turn unfavorable.
Chess diagram omitted. White did not play well, and black maintained an absolute advantage. The kidnapper's eyebrows furrowed, pinching the chess pieces to make it difficult to bet, and pursed his lips into scoops.
Watching the situation evolve, Chen Feng couldn't help but fall into deep thought. His eyes lit up, and he suddenly had a clever way to resolve it.
Maybe immersive, maybe competitive, Chen Feng unconsciously got up and picked up a white piece and raised his hand to attach the chess pieces to the board.
The only one and the crutches took a closer look at the situation. Hit by white on the head, black suddenly becomes dangerous. If black and white compete for this calamity, they may turn at a disadvantage, and if they do not, it seems to be even more disadvantageous.
The only line blurted out softly.
The kidnapper looked at the old man proudly as if he had come up with a trick.
The only line thought calmly, his thin face looked grim and resolute, and his deep pupils shone with wisdom.
Chen Feng regretted his blind moves, and fortunately the chess players were addicted to the chess game and didn't care much.
He reproached himself for being reckless and quietly left.
With a special identity and mission, he feels that more is better than less.
It was night, a transparent gray cloud, faintly obscuring the moonlight, and the scenery seemed to be shrouded in a light smoke, hazy and blurry, like a dream.
Chen Feng flew into Ma Shiying's mansion from the wall, and the scope was very large, and there was a rockery fish pond in the Heaven and Earth Qulang Painting Workshop.
He grabbed the family and asked the master's bedroom, and pretended to be a family member to find his destination.
He was just about to search everywhere when he heard the sound of slow footsteps outside the room, so he quickly hid under the bed.
The door was gently pushed open, revealing his feet in white-soled official boots, and there was no doubt that Ma Shiying was coming, and it was estimated that he had just returned home from a party outside.
Chen Feng immediately recognized Ma Shiying as the middle-aged prostitute, whose appearance was deeply impressed, with sinister and obscene eyes, and a beard bent into a crescent moon.
Ma Shiying walked straight to the collapse, turned around and sat down, leaned over and took out his casual shoes, changed them, and then sat down at the round table and poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
It was indeed a thrill, Chen Feng was almost discovered, but fortunately, Ma Shiying leaned over a little higher.
Ma Shiying latched the door and turned around and sat down, took out a huge night pearl from his arms and played with it comfortably, this is a gift from someone for promotion, the night pearl is shining brightly, and it is absolutely precious.
After enjoying the game to his heart's content, Ma Shiying carefully wrapped it in red brocade.
He took off a picture of "Winter Cold Mountain Dwelling", pressed his index finger on the wall, and a dark drawer appeared on the wall.
He put the night pearl in the dark drawer to restore its original state, and then left to wash his face and soak his feet to prepare for good night, and he always forbade his subordinates to enter his bedroom at will.
It is estimated that no one will disturb him for the time being, Xie Chenfeng will definitely start the secret drawer and search meticulously, but he did not find the "Military Defense Map", only rare treasures and letters of fornication with the Manchu Dynasty.
Chen Feng had to return empty-handed with confusion so as not to startle the grass.
Where is the "Ming Military Defense Map" hidden? He even wondered if it was in Ma Shiying's hands.
Chen Feng was anxious but at a loss.
He was extremely depressed: I am really useless, I can't even get a military defense map, but I still talk about the grand ambition of rescuing the common people, ridiculous, ridiculous, Xiaochuang Wang, I am not a talent to help the world but Zhao Kuo who talks about soldiers on paper, you have seen the wrong person! I have delayed your great plan to establish the Central Plains and drive the Tartars.
He looked haggard, his hair unkempt, his eyes glazed over, and his emaciated face had a sickly paleness.
He did not go out all day, sometimes sleeping, sometimes drinking, sometimes dropping objects.
Wanzhen's emotions are like ups and downs.
Previously, she silently watched Chenfeng change into Xuanyi and come out at night, and her clear pupils couldn't help revealing deep suspicion.
But she remained silent, believing that Tatsukaze was doing the right thing.
When Tatsukaze returned, he became restless and became angry for no reason.
She meekly endured and took care of him without complaint, Xiuqi's eyebrows quietly moved, and her eyes showed grief and sadness.
Tatsukaze is getting haggard and emaciated.
She felt sorry for him and felt sorry for him, and finally couldn't hold back her emotions and held Chenfeng's hand drinking.
She looked into his eyes melancholy and pleadingly, "Brother Chenfeng, if there is anything sad to say, it will be better in my heart, don't carry everything by yourself, you torture yourself like this and hurt yourself, it is only your body and mind that suffers, and- I look at the heartache and discomfort, do you know?
Chen Feng wanted to open Wanzhen through wine, Wanzhen's expression made him feel sad and warm, and his sensitive heart couldn't help but soften.
Her face exudes a poignancy of beauty and sorrow. A few beautiful wisps of green silk fluttered vaguely in front of him, and the clear and smart eyes looked bleak and sad, and the delicate curtains showed a slight puffiness. How accustomed Chen Feng is to seeing her smiling face of youth and liveliness! Her sad expression strongly impacted Chen Feng's weak heart with the power of shock.
Chenfeng's indifference suddenly collapsed like a destroyed bunker, and his hands hung down limply.
He muttered to himself in a daze: "I'm useless, I'm useless." Holding the table with both hands, he supported the center of gravity of his entire body, and seemed to collapse to the ground as soon as he let go.
Wanzhen didn't say anything, didn't know what to say, her eyes showed comfort, trust and encouragement, and looked at him quietly.
The power of silence over sound gradually calmed down Tatsukaze's mood.
Wanzhen asked him about the confusion in her heart.
He had already taken her as a bosom friend, so he told her the ins and outs of the matter without concealment.
Wanzhen listened intently, quietly opening her two eyes that seemed to be glowing jewels. She was born delicate and lovely in her own right, and with these eyes that seemed to be able to speak, her whole body was alive, and every place invisibly revealed a certain indulgent charm that conquered everything. Her gaze can easily dissolve into the heart, making people feel like a dream, and people are far away from the world, and they just envy her beauty.
Time trickles like a stream, and Chen Feng tells his own experience in a manner.
Her gaze was frightened at first. Gradually, the beautiful and clear pupils reveal longing and admiration.
Wanzhen seems to have reacquainted with Chenfeng. He is an admirable man, with great ambition and perseverance.
The ideal he pursued was the dream of many sentient beings: to live and work in peace and contentment, and to live in harmony with his family. In the hearts of the common people, this is the life of heaven.
However, for their own selfish desires, the heroes of the past generations have destroyed the homes of the people in successive wars.
Wanzhen sighed that it was not that the male body could not follow him to achieve his ideals, but could only try her best to encourage him to restart his faith in pessimism.
The two discussed a plan to knock the mountain and shock the tiger.
Chen Feng regained his confidence and decided to visit Ma Shiying's mansion again.
He sneaked into Ma Shiying's bedroom and set it on fire, and deliberately left a fake "Military Defense Map" for the family to see and hurriedly pick it up.
The guy with the upturned beard, Ma Shiying, rushed over in a hurry.
The family hurriedly reported to him what he had seen and heard.
Ma Shiying rushed straight into the bedroom to snatch the property and shout at the family to extinguish the fire.
He judged that Ma Shiying would definitely rescue the most important thing, the "Military Defense Map", and then wait for the opportunity to snatch it.
Smoke billowed from the room, and the fire glowed red.
Ma Shiying ran out of the sea of fire in embarrassment with a wrap of things in his arms.
Chen Feng felt that the opportunity could not be lost, and took advantage of the chaos of the situation to start.
He threw an ecstasy pill at the sole of Ma Shiying's feet, and suddenly a green mist swelled up, and he couldn't see his five fingers.
Ma Shiying waited for the fog to disperse, and was horrified to find that the things in his arms were missing, and secretly complained bitterly. The package contained letters of fornication with the Manchus, and rare treasures were secondary.
Chen Feng and Wanzhen opened the package with anticipation, searched carefully several times, and did not see the "Military Defense Map".
Tatsukaze couldn't help but be a little frustrated.
Xia Wanzhen tried her best to comfort that she had a way to obtain the "Military Defense Map", but asked Chen Feng not to ask about anything that happened.
She wanted to use the beauty trick to steal the "Military Defense Map" from Ma Shiying's body, if it means that this plan Chenfeng may not agree with it, why bother with it.
There are many things in her heart that Chen Feng doesn't know, and she doesn't feel the need to say it.
Ma Shiying asked her to assist in the investigation of the "ruthless swordsman" on the condition of redeeming herself and conforming to her conscience half a month ago, and waited for an opportunity to eradicate it.
The thrilling scene of falling into the rejuvenation building is just a fake play.
Ever since she knew that the ruthless swordsman was Xie Chenfeng, her position had changed.
Xie Chenfeng attaches great importance to love and righteousness, Ma Shiying sells herself for glory, and she finally chooses to strike a counterattack on Ma Shiying in public and private.
Wanzhen was thoughtful, her bright eyes flickering.
Chen Feng asked suspiciously, "Wanzhen, you seem to have something on your mind?"
Wanzhen suddenly woke up and glanced at him in a panic, and seemed to hide and seemed to reply perfunctorily: "No, it's nothingβI just suddenly thought of Ma Shiying's funny hue, and when I saw a woman, I seemed to want to swallow it in one gulp, and the white saliva flowed along the corners of my mouth, like a greedy wolf dog that has never eaten fatty meat." β
This vivid and gray metaphor made Tatsukaze laugh. He never thought that Wanzhen had already made an almost tragic decision at this time.
Xia Wanzhen secretly sent a message to Ma Shiying to show her goodwill.
The next day, Ma Shiying came to the Huichun Building with five or six attendants, still dressed in plain clothes like a gentleman.
Chen Feng was about to go out to buy something, when he suddenly saw Ma Shiying walking into the Rejuvenation Building with his servants.
Chen Feng showed a little nervousness and quickly retracted into the room, and asked Wanzhen not to go out at will.
The opportunity finally came, and Wanzhen was nervous and a little excited when she heard Ma Shiying's name, and the changes in complex emotions were irrepressibly revealed on her face.
Qingli's pupils quickly flashed a cold light, and her fair face revealed a hint of determination, she was already determined to do whatever it took to achieve her plan.
Chen Feng was very surprised, looking at Wanzhen's complex and changing expression, and had an ominous premonition.
There was a lot of noise outside, "I want a lily!" Lily is Xia Wanzhen's stage name.
Then the old bustard whispered and helplessly begged for mercy: "Guest officer, Lily has never been a performer, and she has redeemed herself and will no longer accept customers, and the owner will take it away in five days, I really can't help you, or order other girls - there are many good girls here, Lanxiang, red plum, spring apricot, and white lotus have all competed with Minchan, compared to Xi Shi, and you will be ecstatic tonight, unforgettable." β
Ma Shiying said indifferently and firmly: "I only order lilies." β
The old bustard seems to want to play with the lotus tongue.
One of the attendants turned to the bustard and slapped the table gently, "Fuck, don't be unaware!" A black smoke came from the place where his palm touched the table, accompanied by a scorching smell.
The attendant removed his palm without healing, and a black, sunken palm print was clearly burned on the table.
The old bustard was so shocked that his face was bloodless, and he felt that the cold air had been rising from his spine to the back of his neck, and he immediately nodded his head and hurriedly said, "Okayβyes, uncle, wait a minute, I'll go and call Lily to serve you." β
Ma Shiying sat silently, and his obscene pupils quickly flashed an imperceptible smile.
The bustard didn't care about morality, and cheekily begged Lily to help relieve the siege.
Wanzhen unexpectedly agreed, and smiled: "Oh-it turned out to be Lao Jiu." With a smile, he asked the guests to enter the wing room in dog-crawl style.
The old bustard looked at Lily's face hesitantly, and there was no doubt about it, so he had to go back to the customer without saying a word.
The bustard is particularly aware of Lily's stubborn character, and the things she decides are difficult for anyone to change.
The frost sword and snow sword persistently destroyed the skinny plum blossoms, but the plum blossoms bloomed more and more on the ice and snow field, like shining stars dotting the blue sea and blue sky.
Tatsukaze cried out her name in a confused and worried voice.
Wanzhen's fair and indifferent face was like frost, and her bright pupils revealed an awe-inspiring cold light.
She smiled reluctantly and lonely, and sighed bitterly and bitterly: "Since ancient times, the red face has a lot of life, not to mention the fireworks woman, the spring breeze is cold, the human affection is shallow, the sunset flowers are scattered, the old pavilion, the idle pond pavilion, the wind and snow and the moon dream are empty, why not cherish the sunset red." β
Chen Feng seemed to want to see through Wanzhen's thoughts, and then stopped: "But-this guest is Ma Shiying, your enemy who does not share the sky." β
"I know. β
Chen Feng said with some emotion: "Since you know, why do you have to change your original intention?"
Wanzhen's language was cold and treacherous, "I have my own reasoning, you don't understand." β
Chen Feng asked again and again melancholy.
Wanzhen simply said in an unusually calm tone as if it were a showdown: "There has been a proverb since ancient times: water flows low, birds fly high, if I can perch on such a high branch, why worry about future wealth." β
Tatsukaze stared sharply and sadly at her cold pupils and unfamiliar face. The soul is brutally ravaged by pain, and Ran Ran arises desolate and pathetic.
This emotion made him cold and shivering, desperate and depressed.
For a long time, he was speechless.
Finally, he seemed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "Even if I am blind, I actually see the crow as a phoenix." β
He had already been so disappointed and broken that his heart was weeping and his heart was broken when he said this.
Wanzhen was not like that, his words were like lightning striking her body, making her tremble and despair.
She almost wanted to tell the truth, but she held back.
She pretended to be calm and held on to the table, but she didn't fall down.
The cold face was written with desolation and loneliness, and she said with sophistication and weariness: "I really see through, I really see through, this world is full of hypocrisy and sinisterness, what is said that the warmth and loyalty of people are just entertainment when the rich are full of wine and food, the years are long, and life is the true meaning of life." β
He was speechless and knew that whatever he said was superfluous, and no one could change people's minds for a while.
This concept is formed by long-term exposure and immersion, like vigorous weeds taking root in moist soil.
Her words were a reflection of the way of the world today, and in a hurry, he couldn't refute it in a hurry.
The old bustard was anxious and said Wanzhen's conditions, thinking that it would provoke the guests to be furious.
The guest smiled unexpectedly and agreed without hesitation.
He had already coveted Lily's ice muscle jade bones.
Ma Shiying looked like a greedy and hungry old wolf looking at a rabbit at the end of the world. Lily was always cold to him.
Ma Shiying always remembers the beauty and temperament of the lily, and her primitive desires are like endless waves surging irrepressibly.
He felt that his body was like a volcano, his desires were like molten lava rushing and rolling, and his accumulated energy was expanding, ready to vent at any time.
There was no shortage of women around him, but none of them were truly satisfying to him. Those women can also be described as natural, but they seem to lack a natural temperament, which is boring.
He needs a woman with charm to let him regain his male style. The woman next to her changed and changed like a marquee.
Since seeing Xia Wanzhen for the first time, Ma Shiying felt that this elegant and pretty woman was the woman he had been striving for.
He could use violence to force her to submit, but he didn't want to. He is well versed in love, and only a woman in her natural form will be more amorous and ecstatic.
He was so ecstatic that he didn't expect Lily to be willing to see him.
Although she suggested that dogs lying on their stomachs among prostitutes were not new.
What's wrong with dogs, docile, cute, faithful.
What does it matter to learn a dog, no one knows that he is a general anyway. The attendants are confidants who will not divulge the scandal of their master.
He was full of ambition and set off towards Gentle Township with a spring breeze on his face.
When he was still more than five meters away from Lily's room, Ma Shiyinghuo knelt down, his hands on the ground, his face was back, his neck was shrunk, and his ass was shrugged, and his appearance was very similar to that of a dog.
Lying down is a dog, standing up is a human, the difference is only a different way of living in the world.
Ma Shiying should be an actor, it's really condescending, and his imitation of dogs is vivid.
Sometimes crawling, sometimes kicking and shaving, interspersed with a few loud barks, it was almost possible to make a real difference, the dead fish-like pupils revealed a debaucherous and fierce light, and viscous phlegm flowed down the corners of the mouth.
Ma Shiying climbed into the room and saw Chen Feng inside, and his eyes couldn't help but shoot a vicious and cold light. He was jealous of the goddess and other lovers.
Tatsukaze turned a blind eye to him with disdain.
He looked at Wanzhen for a moment, and this look had written the deepest emotions of his soul unabashedly.
The dark, bright eyes exuded deep sadness and lingering sadness, even mixed with a hint of pity and heartbreak.
That moment of unforgettable eyes made Wanzhen unforgettable for the rest of her life.
Wanzhen felt as if a thin needle was coldly piercing the weakest part of her heart, making people tremble and chilling, and the pain gradually spread through her body like a tidal wave.