Chapter 77: Cooking wine in West Lake

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The clear blue water, the gentle evening breeze, and the bright lights reflected on the lake were occasionally scratched by the paddles.

The largest painting boat rowed to the center of the lake and stopped without anchoring. It was left to drift in the lake water.

The guqin on the piano table had been taken away by two maids, and then two more maids came out of the cabin, holding trays and placing wine and tea.

The woman playing the harp and the man in white sat opposite each other, chatting happily over wine, smiling and sipping lightly.

"You seem to have something on your mind, and you look a little unhappy." The woman playing the piano frowned slightly, her eyes filled with resentment.

"No, haven't I always been like this?" The man in white took a sip of wine, but looked at the boats traveling in the lake.

It was the peak of sightseeing at this time, and there were boats sailing by everywhere in the lake, but the man in white only stared at a small and broken fishing boat.

The woman playing the piano followed his gaze and saw the fishing boat getting closer and closer to their boat. There were two people on the boat, one person and one oar.

The boat came very quickly, but stopped three or four feet away from the boat.

Of course these two people are Xiao Ding and Sikong Zhaiyue.

"I went out to the middle of the lake at night with my friends. I was attracted by the sound of the girl's piano, and was shocked by the young master's Qinggong. I was still in shock. At this moment, I suddenly smelled the aroma of wine, and I couldn't bear to go to it. I wanted to ask for a glass of wine to satisfy my greed, but I was afraid of disturbing the two of them. I am very happy, but I feel very hesitant." Xiao Ding stood on the bow of the boat, laughing loudly.

Sikong Zhaiyue secretly scolded Xiao Ding for being too arrogant and too thick-skinned.

Xiao Ding was indeed thick-skinned. He and Sikong Zhaiyue were in an old fishing boat, covered in fish smell, but they could still talk. It seemed that what he was stepping on was the dragon boat and phoenix chariot.

The man in white didn't move his expression and said calmly: "During the Lantern Festival, wine is brewed in the West Lake. I have no rivals. Since you are a wealthy guest in the wine industry, please come on the boat and have a drink."

The woman playing the piano chuckled and said: "The water in the center of the lake is deep. You two should be careful. Don't fall in, get your clothes wet, and ruin your enjoyment."

Xiao Ding laughed loudly and said: "That's okay."

After saying that, he and Sikong Zhiyue looked at each other. The two of them put their feet on the bow of the boat at the same time. They also shot out like strings. They changed their body movements in mid-air and used eight steps to catch cicadas. They floated on the boat.

The two landed at the same time, and the man in white didn't even sway the wine in his hand.

"What a light kung fu!" the woman playing the piano praised.

Xiao Ding said with a smile: "Miss Qiu has given you the award, I will show my shame later."

The woman playing the piano was slightly surprised and asked, "How do you know my last name?"

Xiao Ding smiled and said: "Qiu Ruoli, the daughter of Xiao Qiu, the hereditary waiting general of Zuo Shangwei in Hangzhou City, is known as the most beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River. Who knows? But if I come on a fishing boat to see the girl, it would be too shabby and abrupt. . In fact, I just caught a glimpse of this young master unintentionally displaying a peerless light skill, which looks like my friend, so I came here to see it. It's really offensive, and I hope you two can forgive me."

Xiao Ding has an extraordinary appearance and elegant temperament, and is elegant in conversation. Qiu Ruoli does not look down on him. Plus, after the two of them showed off their superb Qinggong just now, she has no doubts about what Xiao Ding said.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and Xiao Ding's Qing Gong is already astonishing, so his friend's Qing Gong must be equally impressive. It's natural for him to want to make friends with someone who is good at Qing Gong.

Qiu Ruoli tapped his palms, and immediately several maids came out to serve him wine.

The man in white smiled calmly and said: "The two of you are extremely skilled in Qinggong. No one in this world can match you. I admire you very much and I would like to propose a toast to you both."

"I've been awarded too much, but I don't deserve it." Xiao Ding and Sikong Zhaiyue said with a smile.

The four of them raised their glasses together and drank it all.

Xiao Ding discovered that when the man in white raised the cup, he used his left hand and his right hand was hidden in his sleeve to hold the cup lightly.

Xiao Ding smiled and said: "Brother, you are so majestic and elegant. I don't know your surname."

The man in white smiled lightly and said: "Recently, there are rumors in the martial arts world. During the martial arts competition, a young man broke through the Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation of the three Shaolin elders with just one move. He uncovered the spies of the Blue Dragon Society with just a few words. He was extremely brave. Listen. Said the boy’s name was Xiao Ding.”

Sikong Zhaiyue laughed and said, "I didn't expect that your reputation has spread throughout the south of the Yangtze River. You are so powerful."

The man in white stared at Sikong Zhaiyue and said with a smile: "In the past, there was an amazingly talented thief named Sikong Zhaixing. His lightness skills were unparalleled in the world. Except for the four-eyebrow Lu Xiaofeng, he could compete with him. Today, there is also a thief in the martial arts world. The all-powerful thief is named Sikong Zhaiyue, and I think your Qinggong skills are no less impressive."

Xiao Ding clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's amazing. I didn't expect that you have already seen our origins, but we know nothing about you."

"I'm Bai Yunfei, just a prodigal son." The man in white smiled lightly, looking lonely.

"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Bai. I see that Mr. Bai is left-handed. Could it be that he is also good at using left-handed swordsmanship? I heard that there are not many people in the world who are good at using left-handed swordsmanship. They are all top masters. Except for Mr. Hu Ba and Nangong Crane, I can't think of anyone else." Xiao Ding looked at Bai Yunfei, stared at his right hand, and said slowly.

Sikong Zhaiyue poured a glass of wine by himself and said with a smile: "In the early years, there was a master who wielded swords with his left hand, named Jing Wuming. But in the end, others discovered that the sword in his right hand was faster. I heard that he was also like Your Excellency likes to hide his right hand in his sleeve."

Bai Yunfei's eyes suddenly flashed, then disappeared, and then he smiled lightly and said: "Because the weapon I have is this hand."

Bai Yunfei said, slowly stretching out his right hand from his sleeve and placing it on his chest, turning his palm over, his eyes full of passion and pity.

From the elbow down, the whole body of the hand was a light golden yellow, and the tendons and bones were almost transparent.

Bai Yunfei made a lightning-fast move and grabbed a candlestick on the piano table. The candlestick was made of fine iron, but it shattered into pieces between his fingers.

Bai Yunfei said slowly: "You have to admit that this hand is a weapon."

Of course, Xiao Ding and Sikong Zhaiyue can only admit that this hand is not only a weapon, but also a sharp weapon that can kill people. The candlestick made of fine iron is difficult to cut with ordinary swords, but in this hand, Soft as slush.

If this hand lightly scratches a person's neck, it will naturally make a cut easily. If this hand pokes a person's chest, it will naturally make a hole easily.

If this hand is used to catch a concealed weapon, it will naturally be easy and even more handy, because this hand itself is a weapon.

If you use other weapons to catch concealed weapons, or use other weapons to kill people, there will be an invisible process, but it will not happen with this hand.

Because this hand is originally on the body and is an integral part of the person. As long as the mind rises, the hand will rise.

Xiao Ding sighed: "Whoever dares to say that this is not a weapon, I will fight him to the death."

Sikong Zhaiyue also sighed: "Who dares to say that this kind of weapon cannot kill people, I will fight him to the death."

The three of them looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly laughed together.

Qiu Ruoli also smiled and said: "We are destined to meet each other. If we are destined, we should drink freely. During the Lantern Festival, cooking wine in the West Lake is also a beautiful sight. I will present a song to the three of you."

A long time ago, the maid brought up another piano table, Qiu Ruoli flicked her jade fingers, and the song "Mountain and Flowing Water" was heard clanking on the vast West Lake.

In the high mountains and flowing water, it is hard to find a close friend. I push the cup to change the cup, and I am so happy that I forget to go back.