While raising land, Xu Yi thought of Xujiacun, a place that did not bring him too many happy memories.
Inadvertently, it became his concern.
"I am becoming more and more in tune with this world!"
Saying silently, Xu Yi's body swayed and he entered a pond. He washed himself and felt much refreshed. However, his clothes were torn and there was no replacement. He had to cover himself with a torn piece of cloth. He stretched out his body again and faced the nearest The village shot away.
His cultivation level is so high now that even if he is running around naked, it would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to see him.
He sneaked into the village, searched the courtyard, changed into a short jacket full of patches to cover his skin, and then slipped out. More than ten miles to the west was the official road.
Xu Yi, who had long been dissatisfied with the rough cloth, started to make a living by cutting paths. With his current level of cultivation, he would be able to make a living by doing robbery, and he would be able to catch him easily.
In less than half an hour, the rough farmer transformed into a scholar rushing to take the exam, wearing a white horse in green clothes, a square scarf covering his head, and an origami fan. With an air of elegance blowing on his face, he meandered westward along the official road.
Summer is about to come, and everything is sprouting again. The grass on both sides of the official road is luxuriant, and the trees are among the flowers. Sometimes a breeze blows, the trees sway, and the fresh air blows on the face, which is very pleasant.
After a killing, it was rare to find this leisure time. Xu Yi did not hit the horse and let it go slowly. He thought of the booklet in Xumi's ring in Xia Zimo, and with a thought, it was now in his palm.
Opening the title page, rows of beautiful light-ink small characters come into view, which is exactly what was written in the Duke's Mansion: the end of the world: withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and the thin horse on the ancient road, the setting sun in the west, and the heartbroken people. End of the world. "
Reading it again, it is still his poem.
After Psalm. It is Xia Zimo's annotation, or an extension of the poem.
After all, these are some poems. Although the artistic conception is profound, the words are simple and concise.
Xia Meiren put pen to paper. &1;&;Expand a poem into touching stories.
For example, the rivers and lakes were exaggerated by Xia Meiren into a beautiful and sad rivers and lakes story, and even gave birth to a pair of male and female protagonists, holding hands and smiling proudly in the bloody storm, which was a bit more delicious.
"I will keep my eyes open all night long to repay you for never raising my eyebrows in my life!"
Xu Yi sighed and closed the book. Take it into your arms.
After walking for a while, we arrived at a fork in the road, and we found a rather large thatched shop. Three spacious thatched huts were lined up at once. The awnings in front of the door were set high, and there were more than a dozen thick tables and thick stools lined up. In the low sheds on both sides, there are several cauldrons big enough to cook a whole cow or bones. Or stewed with offal, heavy with oil and spicy, half the pot filled with bright red spicy pepper.
The strong aroma even prompted Xu Yi to hit his horse hurriedly. He rushed forward and flew directly from the horse to an empty table. He took out a gold coin and said loudly. “Good wine and good meat!”
The shot is gold coins, and the store owner knows that he has hit a high-roller. Don't dare to be negligent, don't bother urging the waiter, and do it yourself.
Soon, the table was filled with hot steamed buns, large basins of beef bones and beef offal, golden sticky pot, and large jars of sake.
Xu Yi was already very hungry. He opened his mouth from left to right, and the meat buns, cowboys, and beef bones rushed into his mouth like running water. He huffed and puffed like a whale swallowing water. Even the thick beef bones were chewed directly. In a blink of an eye, he slowly filled the table, counting. Ten kilograms of food was put into his belly. Then he opened the mud seal, picked up the wine jar, and poured it directly into his mouth. In a moment, a jar of wine was also put into his stomach.
Hundreds of kilograms of stuff passed through the entrance, but Qingshan was still upright, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and his belly was not bulging at all.
After not eating for half a month, Xu Yi was so hungry that he fell asleep. At this moment, he was so aroused that he could swallow a cow.
Fortunately, in today's world, there are so many warriors, and they all eat in this way. Although Xu Yi's eating appearance is fierce and evil, it is not surprising.
The owner of the shop is not afraid of pot-bellied men. The fat shopkeeper, who is as round as a meatball, has his eyes fixed on the gold coins on Xu Yi's table. He is afraid that he will eat less and will have to find a lot of them later. Silver, seeing him finishing his meal, he approached him diligently to ask. &1;&;
"Let's take another seat."
Eating is one of Xu Yi's few hobbies. Just now he ate it to satisfy his appetite, but now he eats it slowly to satisfy his appetite.
The fat shopkeeper quickly removed the table and changed the table. After the table was reset, Xu Yi really stopped eating and stuffed himself slowly.
Not long after, several more tables of guests came to Lu Xu, most of whom were strong men with guns and swords. They occupied the tables and chairs in groups of twos and threes, clapped the tables loudly, and scolded the store for serving wine and meat.
The fat shopkeeper is able to operate in this important place, so he is a well-rounded person. He is flattering and scolding the waiter for serving the food.
Xu Yi frowned slightly, but remained calm after all. He hoped to collect some useful information while the group was chatting.
Unexpectedly, he did not cause trouble, but trouble came to find him. When An Ran was eating and drinking, a fat and strong man with a bushy beard sat down opposite him, picked up the gold coins on the table and said, "Red gold coins, tsk tsk." , I was willing to take out this treasure while having a meal in this thatched cottage in the wilderness. Brother, I am very rich. But I am afraid that it will embarrass the store owner. How can he get gold coins in this shabby store? It doesn’t matter if he meets me. You're lucky, I'm in charge of this meal, you can just eat whatever you want!" After that, he turned around and left.
"Ah ha, you're inviting me to dinner, why are you taking my money? Stop!"
Xu Yi stood up and chased after him hurriedly, "I only have five gold coins left. Take one. How can I make a living along the way? Give it back to me, lest I report it to the Yamen and make your ass explode." He staggered after Fatty. The big, fat man reached out to grab him. The big, fat man raised his arm slightly, and Xu Yi fell out and hit the ground. He rubbed his buttocks and whined endlessly.
The fat shopkeeper hurriedly bowed, confessed everywhere, and hurriedly came to help Xu Yi. In fact, he cried out in his heart, "Amitabha, God bless you." Later, these people did not know the background of this white-faced scholar, but he saw this person dismounted. He is so cool and unrestrained, eating mountains and seas with ease. He knows that this man must be a warrior, but at this moment he does not argue with the fat and strong man, which shows his intentions. &1;&;
Although he had to find out what was going on, the fat shopkeeper never thought of interfering with the situation. He just hoped that the two sides would not start a fight here. Even if they had some wine and meat, he would admit it.
Xu Yi shook his head slightly, causing everyone to burst into laughter and even murmur with ill intentions. Xu Yi could clearly hear that they were trying to get his so-called other four gold coins.
After all, this place is a strategic location, with people coming and going all the time. Those who have ideas don't dare to act openly, and they only make secret plans.
Not long after, everyone's attention turned to the meat and wine market, shouting and shouting, and then what Xu Yi wanted to hear was told.
He acted patiently, but he didn't want to tear down everyone's drinking place, just to hear some news. After all, the impact of the battle at Canglong Mountain was definitely not small.
To be continued.
