...Mountains are a journey, rivers are a journey, rivers and lakes are on their own paths. After bidding farewell to Qin Shuang, Xiaoyu followed Luoyao back to the north, and the three of them had someone to look after them all the way.
Two more days passed, and it was already the afternoon of April 9th. In an inn, Luo Yao and Xiao Yu performed acupuncture to remove toxins for the last time.
Xiao Yu calmed down her inner breath and cheered up. After putting on her coat, she hurriedly prepared to help Luo Yao wash the silver needles that contained poisonous blood after acupuncture.
Luo Yao waved his hands hurriedly and replied in panic: "Xiaoyu, don't wash it! I'll do it! You have the old man's seventy or eighty years of deep internal strength, and you can't control your strength these days. My silver needle can't stand up to you. Don’t worry! You should take a good rest. After seven or eight hours, you can take a bath to wash away the smelly sweat. This is the last acupuncture. All the remaining poisons in your body have been removed, so there will be no more serious problems." Xiaoyu heard this, hehe He smiled and replied: "Okay, Brother Luo, then I will get you another basin of water." After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to soak one end of the wooden basin with card cloth on one side of the desk, but he didn't know that he had just used the power to adjust After finishing breathing, the strength in his hands was still restrained. As soon as he raised his hands to hold the basin inward, with just a slight exertion, he broke several wooden boards of the wooden basin inwards.
A wooden basin for washing one's face was rotted all over the floor.
"Hey, tsk..." Luo Yao was sitting on the edge of the desk, spilling boiling water from the teapot on the desk to wash the needles. Seeing such a situation, he couldn't help but frown, looking at Xiao Yu with an expression of embarrassment, and wanted to say something. Stop again.
Xiao Yu smiled awkwardly and muttered: "Brother Luo, I'm going to sweep it up with a broom!" Luo Yao quickly shouted: "Xiao Yu, stop it, you ask our Yun'er to come over and clean it up, don't break the inn's broom again!" "Yes. You sit there for a while and adjust your inner breath. You have just finished exercising your energy and detoxifying. Your inner energy has been released and your strength is strong. If you don't restrain your breath, the strength in your hands will be terrible." Xiao Yu could only reply: "Okay then. Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law." Luo Yao nodded, and then called to the door for his wife Peng Yun to come in and help.
"Brother Luo, the Dan Ying Kung Fu that this old guy can practice is an evil technique. Do you think I have gained this inner strength for nothing, will there be any side effects?" Xiao Yu frowned on one side and asked. .
Luo Yao frowned and muttered: "What side effects can there be? You kid, just have fun! It's a shame that Wen Jinchun wanted to use you to detoxify, but he didn't kill you halfway. You have to thank those people The bandits came at just the right time! As long as Fan Wen Jinchun doesn't go crazy at all, you guys won't be able to get even the slightest advantage." After hearing this, Xiao Yu smiled reassuringly, clasped his fists, and replied to Luo Yao: "Haha, thank you too. Brother Luo, help me detoxify!" Luo Yao smiled knowingly, pointed at him, and replied: "Haha, you kid!" Peng Yun said from one side: "I heard Master said that Wen Jinchun is a master of the Demon Sect. Elder, practice Danying Kung Fu. This technique is an extremely powerful internal power cultivation technique. Now that Brother Xiaoyu has obtained his internal power, I am afraid that his seventy or eighty years of internal power is far better than the seventy or eighty years of internal power of those monks. Much more tyrannical." After hearing this, Luo Yao nodded and said with a smile: "My little brother is very lucky. First he escaped from the desperate valley of Moyun Mountain, and then he got the true biography of Mr. Feng Yi, and now he has a whole body. With his profound internal strength, I'm afraid he is now a top-notch master in the world." Hearing this, Xiao Yu smiled and said, "I have to thank Brother Luo for saving my life." Luo Yao replied: "Hey, you kid, Why are you being polite to me? Thanks again, I won’t save you next time." Xiaoyu laughed and said,
"Okay, then I'm welcome."
"Brother Luo, I have recovered from the sword poison in my body now, so let me tell you straight, I plan to turn east tomorrow." Xiaoyu clasped her fists and replied, "I plan to go back to Moyun Mountain first, this time After a few days, it’s time for me to go back and see my master and brother. I wonder what you and your sister-in-law have planned?" Luo Yao was startled when he heard this, then he was relieved and jokingly replied: "Of course Yun'er and I will go back to Luokong Mountain first. , you know how to go back to find your master, we also have a master, haha." Xiaoyu hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, but you asked me to be rude, I told the truth, you are so arrogant, okay, what do you want? I’ll give you whatever you have for the consultation fee.”
"Hahaha, I was joking with you." Luo Yao was already packing the medicine box at this time. After packing, he turned to smile and said: "Have a good drink tonight, and tomorrow we will go our separate ways."
"I guess it's time to have dinner at this time. You go to the living room and sit down first. I'll go down and order you a table of food and wine for you two brothers to have a good drink." Peng Yun understood and said to the two of them with a smile.
Luo Yao nodded. Xiaoyu clasped her fists,
"I'm here to help you, sister-in-law." In the evening, after three drinks, several people chatted happily over the wine and talked about anecdotes along the way. It was a farewell drink.
The tenth day of April. morning. Xiao Yu gave the carriage to Luo Yao and the others, bought a good horse at Ma Yi, and prepared to head east back to Dui Yi Valley.
After leaving the town, the three of them said goodbye with fists in their hands and went their separate ways. to noon. The light rain has reached the eastern border of Ningzhou, which is called Dajun.
The main city was called Dacheng, and Xiaoyu was going eastward across Dacheng. He happened to be hungry, so he entered the city, found a small tea shop in the city, and prepared to have a meal.
The tea shop is called "Mianzhou Tea Shop", and it specializes in Mianzhou tea and Mianzhou wine, and its main food is braised vegetables. Naturally, Xiaoyu didn't come here for the Mianzhou-style wine, food, and tea, but just because when he passed by, he saw the old man in the 'Mianzhou Tea Shop' telling stories.
The tea shop faces the street, surrounded by bustling shops, either restaurants or brothels, silk shops or tailor shops.
This tea shop is in a good location, in the middle of the three intersections, protected by a towering yellow horn tree. It has a small green brick courtyard and an open-air tea shed set up at the door. It is very lively.
Xiaoyu led the horse in, tied it up, turned over the railing and landed under the tea shed, calling to the waiter: "Brother, please bring a pot of Mianzhou soft wine and half a catty of beef."
"Okay, sir, I'll wait a minute." The second brother heard it from a distance, waved his hand, turned around and ran to the backyard to get ready.
Xiaoyu leaned against the pillar with squinting eyes, listening to Mr. Shu's storytelling. After a burst of allegro crackling, the storyteller raised his voice and said: "Let's talk about the Tang general walking on the south slope, waving the halberd in his hand, and stabbing the northern barbarian leader Hu Yanguanyong..." Xiaoyu knows storytelling. What he was talking about was "The Legend of Generals of the Tang Dynasty", but after listening to it so many times, I still love to listen to it. While listening, I would shake my head and take a rest. It seemed to be more beautiful than the dance music in the hook bar.
'Of course, when the old man took him around, he didn't have the money to sit here and listen to books. The two of them, one old and one young, were squatting at the door, wearing rags, eating the steamed buns they asked for, listening to the storyteller...' Xiao Yu gradually remembered many things from the past.
When I heard about the book, I heard about my childhood wandering around with the old man. Recalling the bitter and thinking of the sweet, life is meaningful.
