Brother Peng picked up a piece of mutton that was fat but not meaty and chewed it deliciously.
What a fat pot of meat, it would be even better if there was wine to drink.
It's just that he is injured now, and Lao Liu has given doctor's orders not to drink. Brother Peng didn't have the guts to go against Lao Liutou's medical advice.
Still drinking under his nose.
You don't want to die, right?
If Old Liu Tou dares to smell the slightest bit of alcohol on Brother Peng, Old Liu Tou will twist Brother Peng's head off!
Although Lao Liutou looks skinny, his hands full of veins are quite strong.
Old Liu Tou is someone who can carry Brother Peng with one hand!
Brother Peng silently swallowed the mutton in his mouth and gave up the idea of drinking.
Wouldn’t it be nice to eat more meat? What to drink?
Brother Peng glanced at Old Liu with a guilty look, immediately put a piece of mutton chop with bones into his mouth, lowered his head and spit out the bones.
Bai Guzheng was chewing a piece of fat and thin mutton belly, and suddenly remembered something, "Grandpa Liu, I brought your words. Mr. Wu asked me to tell you something."
"Tell me about it." Old Liu Tou picked up the bowl and took a sip of the mung bean soup inside.
Mutton is warm and greasy, while mung beans are cold and refreshing, so they complement each other perfectly.
"My family has a big business and we have a lot of cotton-padded clothes. I'm not afraid of this winter. Dr. Liu also needs to keep warm. If you don't have enough cotton-padded clothes, you can come over and get them from me." Bai Gu paused, "This is Mr. Wu's reason. talk."
Old Liu was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly.
This old guy still sounds like he deserves a beating.
"Eat first, eat first, and then talk after you finish." Old Liu Tou smiled and waved his hand, picking up the chopsticks to pick up the mutton again.
These two boys are really good at eating. They have almost finished the meat and are not full yet.
This guy A Peng has started to eat sesame seed cakes. This appetite...
Being able to eat is a blessing, being able to eat is a blessing.
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On a slope, the original green clothes were replaced by white cotton robes. The cool breeze was like the soft words of a mother coaxing a baby to sleep, and the whole scene was peaceful.
Standing on the slope and looking eastward, there is an endless sea. Part of the water near the coast has frozen, like a piece of white crystal in a deep cave. The seawater in the distance is still turbulent, setting off waves of large and small sizes, and then sinking to the bottom of the sea.
It is an excellent place to watch the sunrise.
There is a small stone standing on the slope, followed by a small mound of earth.
The style of the stone is very ordinary, the edges are not polished well, the edges and corners are prominent, and the holes are uneven. The words engraved on it were simple and scrawled, with only two words.
Small words.
An old figure rose from the far horizon and slowly walked towards the slope.
The old man walked very slowly, as if he was about to fall down with every step he took.
But the old man came to the stone in the next second and stared blankly at the two words on the stone.
He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, his eyes full of regret, and a tear rolled down from his eye.
The old man is the old beggar who came to Dongyang City from Yunshui City.
The old beggar stretched out a trembling hand and caressed the rough stone as if caressing his lover's skin, his eyes as gentle as water. Wherever the fingers touched, the originally bumpy stone surface instantly became extremely smooth, and even the fluttering snowflakes could not stay on it for a second.
It seemed as if what the old beggar was stroking at this moment was not a hard stone, but tofu that broke into pieces at the touch of a touch.
The old beggar stroked the stone meticulously, not missing any part, and did not stop until he "touched" a strange-shaped stone into a straight stone tablet.
He blew gently to blow away the lime chips on the ground. He glanced at the stone tablet and said, "That's true. Xiaoyan, brother Lin is more casual in his actions, so don't blame him, that's how he is."
With that said, the old beggar sat next to the stone tablet.
The old beggar looked at the surging seawater in the distance, his eyes full of sadness, "Xiaoyan, I told you to walk slower before. Old man, I am old and can't keep up with your footsteps. Why are you disobedient? …”
The old beggar's vision began to become blurry, and the past flashed through his mind.
For a long time, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then he looked in a certain direction and said helplessly: "You've been watching for so long, why don't you come out?"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures wearing green leather and brocade clothes appeared, staring at the old beggar warily.
The leader among them took a step forward with a loud voice and an arrogant expression, "Where did you come from, a crazy old man? You dare to trespass into my private forbidden area in Dongyang City. You should be executed!"
The old beggar glanced at them and said, "If I remember correctly, this place is still a little far away from Dongyang City, right? Is your Dongyang City reaching out so far now? Aren't you afraid that other cities will be dissatisfied?"
"Hmph! I said this is Dongyang City, and this is Dongyang City! You should think about how to apologize!"
The old beggar sneered, "Apologise? Are you people in Dongyang City so arrogant now? I remember when the old city lord of Dongyang knelt at my door and begged to see me, but I didn't even pay attention, and now you are so prosperous?"
"Presumptuous! You dare to speak rudely and tarnish the reputation of the old city lord. Your crime will be increased!" The leader pointed at the old beggar and yelled angrily.
"Is it true? Why don't you just go back and ask? Besides, I just said something rude, and I just tarnished the reputation of your old city lord. What, you come here and beat me?" The old beggar looked indifferent.
The leader was so angry that he immediately pulled out the sword from his waist and rushed forward to chop off the old guy's head.
But just as he pressed his hand on the hilt of the long sword at his waist, the gentle cool breeze around him instantly turned into a biting cold wind, and began to rotate rapidly around the small mound. In just the blink of an eye, a wind ring formed, rising in the wind, separating the old beggar from the group of people.
The wind ring roared harshly, making the leader and the sword at his waist whimper, as if they were being suppressed by some powerful force.
If you look carefully, you will see that there is no wind ring here. It is clearly a ring of sword energy formed by countless cold sword energy!
This is actually a sword formation!
The old beggar looked at the sword array and nodded with satisfaction, "Brother Lin is not bad. This sword array is a must-have."
Then the old beggar looked at the leader and the others again, and said with a smile: "Why, didn't you say that this is your private sanctuary in Dongyang City? Shouldn't you have set up this formation? Why is it targeting you now? ah?"
The leader looked ugly, "So you and that evildoer and thief are in the same group!"
evildoer? Thief?
The old beggar knew exactly who these two names referred to.
The former was lying in front of him, while the latter was drinking heavily in Yunshui City.
The old beggar took a deep breath and slowly rubbed his index finger with his right thumb.
If Bai Gu were present, he would know that the old beggar was angry now.
This is the harbinger of his anger every time.
It doesn't matter what other people call an alcoholic, let alone the old beggar.
Call it whatever you like.
But Xiaoyan, a monster?
hehe!
The thumb of the old beggar's right hand stopped at the end of his index finger, and then he flicked it. An invisible wave of air rolled out and knocked the leader and others away. A rain of blood instantly fell from the air, staining the white cotton robe on the slope red. .
With a snap of your fingers, you can kill like crazy!
When everyone fell, except for the leader who was slightly stronger and barely managed to save half of his life, everyone else was dead.
The leader stood up with difficulty. Although he saved his life, he also lost all his cultivation and became a disabled person.
His expression was no longer arrogant, his eyes were full of fear, and his voice was weak and trembling, "You, you, who the hell are you!"
The old beggar stopped looking at him and turned to look at the stone tablet. His eyes were gentle, but his voice was extremely cold, "Go back and tell your city lord to wash his neck clean. I will unscrew his dog's head in two days! Remember! Serve me a feast and welcome me, so that he may also eat at his own table.”
