The charcoal stove was burning with fine charcoal that the firewood store had just delivered yesterday. Xiaoyu picked up some with tongs and threw some in.
It was getting dark, and there were two candle lamps with newly lit lampshades on the table. In addition, the red charcoal in the charcoal stove on one side was burning vigorously, so the yard did not look dark.
There is no moon or stars in the sky, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and there are no insects in the winter. It is peaceful and peaceful.
After eating a chopstick full of red fish, Xiaoyu murmured: "Living alone in such a big village, you don't mind worrying about being miserable."
Uncle Liu laughed and raised a glass of old wine.
"Haha, so many years have passed, what's the point of complaining, brat, come and have a drink."
The two of them had a glass of wine, and the wine was very sweet.
"How are you, brat? What are your plans next?" Uncle Liu asked.
Xiaoyu muttered: "If we can have any plans, we have to go back to Daguishan first. We still have two bad old men to support at home!"
Uncle Liu replied: "You really don't want to go to the southwest? I heard that many children are lost there, why don't you go and take care of it?"
Xiaoyu chuckled and replied: "Who do you think I am? Can I care about everything?"
Uncle Liu replied: "Others don't know who you are? Do I know that your kid is Ji Ruge, shouldn't I take care of it?"
Xiao Yu replied: "Ji Ruge is a big devil in the world. He comes out every three years, so this year can be considered passed."
Liu Bo said: "Haha, where is the hero Yunzhou? Why don't you take care of it?"
Xiao Yu smiled slightly and replied: "There is a hero everywhere. It doesn't matter whether I am or not. As long as people are kind, everyone is a hero. But since you said so, I really might go there. In the southwest, Mr. Kongge, the chess doctor in Fenghuating, was kidnapped by the demon sect. Luo Luo...
I think they will go to the southwest, and I want to help them.
As for the problem of the missing child that you mentioned, I might as well take some time to deal with it, but I won’t use my identity as Ji Ruge. After all, we are now Feng Yi’s second disciple, and sooner or later we will be troubled by my stinky master. A famous person. "
Uncle Liu smiled slightly, "Why, go alone?"
Xiaoyu replied: "And my senior brother Yu Liufei."
Uncle Liu said again: "Do you mind having multiple partners?"
Xiaoyu glanced at Uncle Liu and muttered: "You old man, you don't go fishing anymore?"
Uncle Liu looked at Xiao Yu meaningfully and replied: "Even if you catch a big fish, you can't kill it. It's better to hang out with the fish. People who are half buried in the ground have little hope."
Xiaoyu heard this and said with a smile: "Hahaha, I know you, Uncle Liu, are also a good person."
Uncle Liu replied: "I'm not a good person. I'm just old and have no sense of direction. It's better to follow your boy around the world. When I'm old, it's better to have someone to make wine for me and collect the corpse."
Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Your muscles and bones are still in good condition, old man. There is no need for me to collect the body for you."
Uncle Liu smiled and said: "Okay, okay, let's have a drink. We will meet again tonight. I really miss you. I will rely on you tomorrow. I will also go to your hometown to see what kind of guy can Teach me a brat like you."
Xiaoyu asked: "Why, you, the old man, won't go to Muyun Mountain this year?"
Liu Bodao: "When people get old, there is always a time to leave. My long-cherished wish in life is to be the number one killer for once. But the number one spot on the killer list belongs to Ji Ruge. I can't beat him, so I give up."
Xiaoyu chuckled: "It's not that you can't beat me, why don't you stop fighting?"
Liu Bo said: "Kill you, I'm afraid that when the world is in chaos, countless people will suffer. I don't want to fight for the first place."
Xiao Yu raised the wine glass and said to Uncle Liu, "Thank you for not killing me."
Uncle Liu waved his hand, "Can't kill, can't kill."
Only after Liu Bo knew that Xiao Yu was Ji Ruge and that Yunzhou Hero was also Xiao Yu did he realize that this big devil in the world was actually a chivalrous boy who earned all his money to help the suffering people all over the world. Okay, this kid's behavior is comparable to those famous people in the world.
You are a hero, I admire you very much.
Not greedy for fame and fortune, this alone is already more than many people.
The two drank for a while and talked about various experiences in Jiangnan. They were very happy. When they were half drunk and half awake, they went back to their rooms to sleep.
The next day, Xiaoyu met another old friend on his way back to Daguishan.
Xiaoyu carried all the remaining several thousand taels of silver notes in his package on his back, and Uncle Liu had no idea how many silver notes he had on him.
Xiao Yu is happy to take Uncle Liu to travel around the world, feeling happy. Uncle Liu has been among the top killers on the Seventh Floor these years, and I'm afraid he has a lot of money. If he meets a disaster victim, he would be happy to fall into a trap.
All the food and drinks along the way were paid for by Uncle Liu, Xiaoyu dug in and out, without spending a penny. Uncle Liu knew the virtue of this boy, so he didn't mind spending money to treat this boy to food and drinks.
Most of the tasks that Uncle Liu took on on the seventh floor were bad guys with public faces in the world. He killed them as soon as he could, and kept the rewards he earned. He was doing harm to the people, but he never thought about rescuing the people. In terms of his state of mind, he Looking at Xiaoyu riding a horse in front of him, he felt a little ashamed. This time he tricked Xiaoyu into going to the southwest to check out the hauntings, hoping that there would be someone on the road who could help. This guy was smart and a good helper.
The hinterland of Daguishan.
Hejiacun.
Sunset.
Inside the dilapidated hut, two old guys and a middle-aged strong man were cooking beef and drinking wine.
The room was a bit messy, with wine jars everywhere.
Xiao Yu frowned and looked at the people who were having beef and drinking wine at the table, cursing in her heart that Brother Yu had just followed Master Feng Yi's temper. He had only been away for a few days and the whole house was already in such chaos. .....
"Cough cough cough..."
Xiao Yu coughed heavily, and the three people at the table turned to look at Xiao Yu, as well as Uncle Liu, who was standing behind Xiao Yu and carrying a fishing rod.
"Xiaoyu! You're back! Who is this old man? Is he the old friend you mentioned?" Yu Liufei looked at Xiaoyu and said happily.
Xiaoyu nodded and said apologetically to Uncle Liu: "The house is a bit chaotic. Uncle Liu, come on, come on. Sit inside and let's eat first."
Uncle Liu frowned and followed in. He added two pairs of bowls and chopsticks to the table and drank the wine before talking about anything else.
Everyone had met each other. The old man and Yuan San knew that Xiao Yu's friend had an extraordinary origin, and Yu Liufei just regarded him as Xiao Yu's friend.
Xiao Yu and Liu Bo mentioned Yu Liufei's matter. Everyone present, except Yu Liufei, knew Xiao Yu's true identity. When they were chatting happily, they would carefully avoid talking about Xiao Yu's true identity.
Yu Liufei only thought that Xiaoyu was an orphan raised by two bad old men and became his junior brother because of opportunity.
After the meal, Xiaoyu touched the several thousand taels of silver notes in her arms and looked at the entrance of the village in a daze. The wife he left behind originally planned to come back and buy a house to marry Xiaofang from Father He's family. At this time, the plan fell through. Xiaofang married the second best kid in the village, so she had no choice but to give up.
Xiaoyu drank a pot of wine and drank for a while, muttering in her heart, knowing that these two bad old men at home were unreliable, saying that this trip back was to propose marriage to Father He's house, now it's better, Xiaofang After all, why should I propose marriage after marrying Er Gouzi?
Regardless, I can't really call her love for Xiaofang. If one day my identity is exposed, I don't know how much suffering Xiaofang will suffer if she really marries me.
The melancholy gradually dissipates at some point, and the sun sets over the snow in the deep dusk. This is the most peaceful time.
