The two masters and apprentices traveled all the way south, eating and sleeping in the open air and suffered a lot. The spoiled Chen Ying was even more miserable. The two traveled through mountains and rivers for more than ten days and arrived at the edge of the Yellow River.
The two of them let the horses eat grass, while the man stood by the Yellow River and looked at the river coming from the sky.
Liu Yuan was not in a hurry to cross the river. He looked at the endless river with a happy heart. He spread his arms and chanted: "The Yellow River has nine bends and thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds blow from the end of the world."
The wind blew through the sleeves of Liu Yuan's robe, and the sleeves of his robe bulged. He was dressed in white again, and he looked really fluttering.
Chen Ying was not as interested as her master, so she said feebly: "Master, let's go eat first. I'm really hungry."
This was the third time within an hour that Chen Ying said she was hungry.
Liu Yuan pointed in a direction and said with a smile: "Girl, what do you think that is?"
Chen Ying looked in the direction Liu Yuan pointed and found a tavern by the Yellow River. Chen Ying was so happy that she pulled Liu Yuan and galloped towards the tavern, not even caring about the horses.
The tavern is not far from here, so it would be nice to let the horses graze and rest here. Even if you are worried, just ask the waiter to come over and lead the horse.
Liu Yuan was pulled by Chen Ying, but he didn't use his inner strength to open it. Instead, he directly pulled Chen Ying back. Under her puzzled eyes, he performed real Qing Kung and reached dozens of feet away in just an instant.
Chen Ying was so frightened that she just wanted Liu Yuan to let her go, but she never thought that Liu Yuan would take another step. Before she could react, the two of them had already arrived at the door of the tavern.
Chen Ying was so frightened that she became furious and said, "Master, can't you slow down?"
Liu Yuan looked innocent and said: "But girl, didn't you say you were hungry? This is for you as a teacher. If you arrive early, won't you be able to fill your stomach early?"
Chen Ying was speechless.
It makes sense, but it always feels like something is not quite right.
Chen Ying rolled her eyes, changed the subject, and said, "Master, how did you know there was a tavern here?"
Liu Yuandao: "Because I came here before I went to Fan Yang. Speaking of which, the shopkeeper here is kind to my teacher. Girl, you should be more respectful when you see him later."
Before Chen Ying could answer, a man walked out of the tavern and said, "I told you, I owe you a favor."
The person who came was young and looked similar to Chen Ying. He was dressed in black robes, which was somewhat incompatible with Liu Yuan and Liu Yuan's white clothes. It seemed that he and Liu Yuan were not born to deal with each other.
When Liu Yuan saw this person, he immediately became very happy, and there was unconcealable joy in his tone. Liu Yuanchang raised his hand to Zhang Mo and said, "Brother Zhang, long time no see. How are you doing lately?"
Zhang Mo said: "Thanks to Brother Liu, everything is fine."
After the two exchanged pleasantries, they fell into silence in a very tacit understanding, just staring at each other.
Liu Yuan rarely talks, and Zhang Mo is even more withdrawn and rarely talks to others. When the two met, they didn't know what to say other than greetings.
Chen Ying looked at Liu Yuan and then at Zhang Mo. Her eyes kept moving back and forth between the two of them, and she felt that this period of silence was a bit scary.
After half a cup of tea, Chen Ying, who was about to suffocate when she saw that the two of them were still silent, finally couldn't help it anymore and timidly said: "Master, how about we go in first."
Since Liu Yuan said that Zhang Mo was kind to him, the relationship between the two would not be too bad. In this case, Chen Ying would not hide it.
Liu Yuan and Zhang Mo looked at each other in silence, feeling a little embarrassed. They wanted to speak several times, but didn't know what to say. Hearing Chen Ying's words at this time, it was like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw and said: "Brother Zhang, are we welcome?"
Zhang Mo said: "The banquet is ready, please come."
Liu Yuan walked into the tavern and immediately saw a sumptuous banquet table placed in the center of the lobby. There were no guests in the tavern at this time. There was no doubt that this banquet could only be prepared for Liu Yuan's master and apprentice.
Liu Yuanqi said: "Brother Zhang, don't you prepare a banquet every day just to wait for me?"
Zhang Mo rolled his eyes at Liu Yuan and said, "Don't be so shameless. You are the only one who has not allowed me to spend so much money and set up such a banquet day and night. How can I still open my Yunyan Tavern?"
Liu Yuandao: "Then you found out the whereabouts of the two of us in advance?"
Zhang Mo said: "Stop guessing. I did know your whereabouts, but it was not through detection, but through calculation."
Liu Yuan and the other three sat down at the wine table. Liu Yuan said: "Don't talk nonsense. If you can calculate the whereabouts of the master of creation, I'm afraid even Wen Tianji in Tianji Tower will be embarrassed, let alone you?"
Zhang Mo's face was always expressionless, but at this moment a smile finally appeared: "Wen Tianji? He is still half of my apprentice."
Liu Yuan sneered and said: "Brother Zhang, this is not your joke. Wen Tianji is almost a hundred years old, and your bones are about the same as my apprentice. Can you be his master?"
Zhang Mo didn't bother to explain, and said, "Believe it or not."
Liu Yuan smiled bitterly and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Brother Zhang, you saved my life last time, and you said you were paying me back half a favor, and you will pay back the remaining half a day later. But these days I have been Think about it, you and I have never met each other, when did you owe me a favor?"
Zhang Mo said: "You already asked this question last time, and my answer is the same. You don't need to know."
Liu Yuandao: "What if I want to use the remaining half of my favor to ask you to answer?"
Zhang Mo said: "Then I'm afraid I can't do it."
Zhang Mo was very serious, not like he was joking. It is difficult to study Liu Yuan's situation in detail.
Anyway, Zhang Mo had no ill intentions towards him, and there was no need for him to know it now. Maybe Zhang Mo would take the initiative to tell him in the future.
Zhang Mo poured Liu Yuan a glass of wine and said, "I brewed it. Try it?"
Liu Yuan was not in a hurry to drink, but took a sip and praised: "What a good wine. Taibai has a cloud: 'Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink Pipa, hurry up.' Brother Zhang, this is wine."
Zhang Mo raised his eyebrows and said: "You are quite knowledgeable about the goods. Yes, it is really wine. I named it 'Duying'."
Chen Ying lowered her head and chanted softly: "Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people face each other."
Chen Ying thought her voice was very soft and would not be heard by Liu Yuan and Zhang Mo. She didn't want to wait until she raised her head and found that both of them were looking at her. A blush appeared on her pretty face and she said: "Master, Senior Zhang, Why are you drinking to see what I do?"
Liu Yuan smiled and said, "Because you are right, girl."
Zhang Mo disagreed and said: "Brother Liu, you are wrong. My word 'opposite shadow' does not come from this."
Liu Yuan thought for a while and said, "Is there anyone else in the world who has the word 'opposite shadow' in their poems?"
Zhang Mo said: "Of course there is. There is a poem that mentions: 'Stop the cup and look at the shadow, waiting to be invited to rely on the bright moon.'"
Liu Yuan felt a little ashamed and said: "I originally thought that I had learned a lot, but in the end I was still a bit arrogant. I have never heard of such a good word. I don't know which talented person wrote it. If I were still alive, I should pay him a visit. yes."
Zhang Mo said: "This phrase comes from the Southern Song Dynasty poet Xin Qiji. It's not surprising that you don't know it. Maybe no one in the world knows it except me."
