After eating, the two of them went to the street. After a few twists and turns, they came to a commercial street.
Along the shopping street, there are old people selling stalls and smiling at each other, there are children standing at the door and shouting, and there are also tall men cutting grass and selling knives.
Over there, several people lined up to plan their future, and over here, several people lined up to prepare snacks.
When I turned around, I saw people crowding around the nobles who were walking with their heads up. A group of children were chasing each other at their feet, and two or three female companions in the boudoir were greeting each other, laughing and accompanying each other. There were also many lone walkers with different expressions coming and going.
Gu Yucheng and Wang Zhiwei strolled in the bustle.
Once I saw a strong man pulling out his sword, a piece of silver snow was revealed, as clear as water, "Here! Look, what does this sword look like? It is inferior to the previous sword? I swear to Lord Zhaoming, this is an ancestral sword."
The thin man watching smacked his lips, "Mr. Zhaoming is from Changli Province. Just tell me, southerners don't lie to southerners!"
The strong man immediately closed the knife and said, "Southern people don't bully each other! Just tell me, do you want this knife?"
The thin man clapped his hands and shouted, "Yes! Why don't you want it? Bring it! How many spiritual jade..."
When Gu Yucheng saw this scene, he made a mental note.
Wang Zhiwei also saw this scene and sighed, "Southern people? What does this mean?"
Gu Yucheng and Wang Zhiwei walked aside and said, "Southern people probably means people from the three southern provinces."
Wang Zhiwei was stunned, but Gu Yucheng frowned slightly: "The three southern provinces are far from what we thought."
"How to start?" Wang Zhiwei asked.
Gu Yucheng pondered for a moment, "The three southern provinces are not as backward as we thought... and the people here are by no means uneducated. These are all unexpected by me.
What surprised me most was that the recognition among the three southern provinces seemed to be much higher than we thought. At least I have never seen any business in China mention that Chinese people do not bully each other. "
Wang Zhiwei was quite shocked when he recalled it.
Gu Yucheng said with relief, "We have only peeked at a corner of Anlong Province. The whole picture of the three southern provinces has yet to be seen in detail. Let's go and take a look ahead."
Wang Zhiwei nodded in a daze and followed.
Gu Yucheng and Wang Zhiwei soon came to a slope.
There is a hotel in front of you. There is a broken plaque hanging in the store with the words "Back to Mapo" written on it.
An apricot-yellow dragon-wrapped flag hangs outside the store. The flag is old and damaged, and its corners are worn and sticky.
However, in the apricot yellow, the dragon soared with energy, and the tips of its claws were powerful, as if it was about to swoop down, which made people's hearts tremble.
Next to the dragon flag, there is a blood-red horse stone. There is no carving on the bolt horse stone, it is a whole piece.
On the front, there are two lines of ordinary words written: "The general is walking back to the slope, stopping the wine and slaying the dragon to strengthen his army."
The writing is so weak that it makes people feel that it was written by an alcoholic who loves to talk nonsense.
But against this apricot-yellow flag, Gu Yucheng and his two men also went in.
Gu Yucheng doesn't drink and plans to ask Wang Zhiwei to buy some wine for later use. Asked for eight altars.
When the waiter saw that Gu Yucheng didn't order wine, he pointed at a guest and said dissatisfiedly, "There is tea over there. You two can go and wait next to that guest. I will go and carry a few jars first."
So Gu Yucheng and his two men came to the guest.
As soon as I saw the guest, his long hair was disheveled, he was wearing a bright yellow Hanfu, he was open-minded, and he seemed to be sleeping. Can't see through the realm.
A closer look revealed that the guest was missing a small finger on his left hand, and there were hundreds of scars on his chest, including a large diagonal scar on his face.
Gu Yucheng was shocked and stared at the guest.
The guest suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Gu Yucheng.
But after seeing Gu Yucheng's golden eyes, the guest suddenly became speechless, "...to! to..."
After a long pause, the guest slowly asked, "Why are you staring at me?"
Gu Yucheng was also shocked, but after he had calmed down, he asked tentatively, "Has the Battle of Hangu been fine so far?"
The guest's wrist trembled slightly, and then he laughed and said, "I haven't drunk yet, but I'm a little drunk. ——You are so weird? What does Hangu Pass have to do with me?"
Gu Yucheng looked directly at the man and affirmed in his heart, "In addition to following
Among the soldiers of the Supreme and the Lunar Calendar, very few people have scars like this...and...what you wanted to say just now was the Supreme, right?
After all, the Supreme Being and I both have golden eyes. "
But Gu Yucheng didn't point it out. After all, the person in front of him had experienced four hundred years. This was not someone Gu Yucheng could treat casually.
Gu Yucheng then chose to respect it, not expose it, and changed the topic, "The flag outside the hotel is really surprising."
The man squinted his eyes and replied nonchalantly, "You have been hanging for four hundred years, sucking the murderous aura from the wine. How can you not have a spiritual image?"
Gu Yucheng thought of the murderous drunkard, so he asked, "Murderous intention? What murderous intention?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, "The owner of this shop is a good friend of mine. He brewed a batch of wine four hundred years ago and it was stained with murderous aura. This apricot-yellow flag was moistened with murderous aura and gained strength."
Gu Yucheng understood clearly. At this time, the waiter brought eight jars of wine and shouted to the man dissatisfied, "If you don't buy wine or drink, don't keep coming to our shop for tea!"
The man glanced at the waiter, sneered, and made no reply.
When the waiter saw this, he cursed and left.
Gu Yucheng put away the wine, "Aren't you a friend of the hotel owner?"
The man nodded, "He hasn't come back all year round. It's normal that these people don't know me. - I know where that bastard has gone, but I have to wait here so I can drink wine here."
Gu Yucheng then asked, "Oh? Why are you waiting here?"
The man smiled and said, "Wine. I want to drink the wine he brewed himself. - According to him, except for the wine he brewed, all other wines are called water." The man seemed to suddenly react, "Really, I have said so much to you. What."
When Gu Yucheng saw this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm disturbing the senior. But I still have something I want to ask."
The man was a little impatient, "Why should I say that?"
Gu Yucheng pondered a little, "The senior should be from the Yang family?"
The man frowned and said, "Yes. - So what?"
Gu Yucheng nodded and smiled and said, "It's nothing. This junior passed through Anlong Province and came into contact with the Yang and Xie families, and suddenly became very interested in the Yang family."
The man smiled coldly, "Don't ask me if you're interested." After saying that, he stood up and left. Apparently, he was a little angry.
Gu Yucheng didn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.
Soon, a waiter came up and said with a smile, "Guest, what do you want?"
Gu Yucheng's thoughts changed, he nodded and said, "Yes! Eight more bottles of wine!"
The waiter immediately agreed happily, "Okay, I'll..."
Gu Yucheng grabbed the waiter and said, "Don't leave yet. Just ask someone to carry the wine. Tell me about the guest just now, and then talk to me about the Anlong Yang family."
The waiter nodded cautiously, carefully sat down on his buttocks, and cautiously said, "Well, I'll talk first. Let's talk about this guest first."
Gu Yucheng nodded, "Okay, you go ahead."
The waiter then started to complain, "I don't know this guy, either. He said his surname was Huang, and he was an old friend of our shop owner."
But every time he comes, he only drinks tea and never orders or buys wine. ——He also said that he wouldn’t taste the wine unless it was brewed by the shop owner. What a strange person! I read! He's just here to drink!
Our shop owner hasn’t been back for many years! Don't know where. "
Gu Yucheng was thoughtful and then asked, "How are you sure that this person is not an old friend of your shop owner?"
The waiter immediately waved his hand, "Hey! Our shop owner must not know this person. We have never heard that the shop owner has any old acquaintance."
Gu Yucheng nodded, and then asked, "What do you think of the Anlong Yang family?"
The waiter suddenly showed a troubled expression.
Gu Yucheng coughed, turned to Wang Zhiwei and said, "Zhiwei, are you thirsty?"
Wang Zhiwei was stunned, "Huh? - Ah, yes."
Gu Yucheng quickly said to the waiter, "Let me carry eight more jars of wine! No, eighteen jars!"
The waiter almost slipped off his seat when he heard this and quickly approached Gu Yucheng: "Oh, this guest officer, you are truly blessed, oh
Oh, I mean, a generous person like you will definitely be blessed - I will talk about the Yang family with you later, but please, sir, let’s talk it over. What I say comes from my mouth. , it may flow to your ears, I don’t know the rest. "
Hearing this, Gu Yucheng smiled and nodded, "This is natural, this is natural."
So the waiter looked around with a sly look, and whispered, "The Yang family is very controversial."
"Some people think that the Yang family is guilty of evil, but some people think that the Yang family is far superior to the Xie family. However, in the entire Anlong Province, the Xie family has a better reputation." The waiter looked at Gu Yucheng, "My lord, do you know why this is?"
This waiter is deliberately trying to show off his feelings, which makes people feel itchy.
Seeing Gu Yucheng's expression of eagerness to know, the waiter said mysteriously, "We have to start talking about this matter in front of Sanbai. - Even though I didn't exist at that time, this matter has been spread all the time. Still waiting."
The waiter lowered his voice and deliberately acted as if he was telling a long-lasting story: "At that time, it was the time when the Luoyang calendar was being besieged and massacred by the world.
A group of Luoyang Li fled to Anlong Road. The four major sects in the Central Plains sent people to chase him, and then Luoyang Li had a dispute with his pursuers.
Originally, Luoyang Li was able to escape unscathed, but in the end, he was surrounded and killed by the Yang family with hidden weapons. "
Gu Yucheng was extremely surprised, "The Yang family is using hidden weapons?"
The waiter nodded quickly, "Hey, in our three southern provinces, which family doesn't have a special skill?
The Yang family monks can make weapons respond in a special way, which is really miraculous. The Xie family is a medical family.
In the past, the Yang and Xie families slandered each other. The Xie family claimed that the Yang family used hidden weapons to hurt people, and the Yang family accused the Xie family of poisoning people. ——This is nothing, it’s normal.
It's a pity that the Yang family later changed the Lunar calendar, and was despised by everyone.
But it's much stronger now. Probably, the influence of the solar calendar is getting weaker and weaker. After all, they are antiques from four hundred years ago. "
Gu Yucheng felt a little regretful in his heart and smiled, "Luoyang calendar, immortality. They have always been there, but no one understands them."
After hearing what he wanted, Gu Yucheng clapped his hands with satisfaction, stood up, put away the wine, and turned around to leave.
The waiter wanted to say something else, but Gu Yucheng led Wang Zhiwei out of the store.
Wang Zhiwei noticed that Gu Yucheng looked a little disappointed, but he didn't know why Gu Yucheng was lost.
In the end, Gu Yucheng could only sigh slowly and said, "I seem to know where the guest named Huang is from. Moreover, I am also very confused about the Yang family."
Wang Zhiwei asked in confusion, "Confused, why is this?"
Gu Yucheng was silent for a long time, and then replied, "Because Luoyang Li - you don't know, Nan Bo is a person who has followed the Supreme. Because of him and other factors, I have a particularly good impression of Luoyang Li.
The Yang family didn't give me the impression that they would take action against the Luoyang calendar... However, just looking at Yang Huang who refused to go outside the city does not represent the entire Yang family. How exactly that will happen is yet to be determined. "
Gu Yucheng felt sad and longing for the lost solar calendar and his fellow travelers who had lost their way.
In Gu Yucheng's heart, the Lunar Calendar represents a belief...
The apricot-yellow flag blew slightly, and the Zhuma Stone glowed with scarlet light, seeming to be telling something together.
Relying on his advanced cultivation, he sent out guests lying on the roof of Hui Mapo Inn but no one noticed him.
He slowly raised the wine gourd, swallowed a sip of wine, and murmured, "Slaying the wine man, killing the wine man, you said back then that you would bring those hundreds of jars of wine to the battlefield, imbued with murderous aura and righteousness, and wait for me to follow the supreme slaughterer." After seeing the big dragon in the merchant's house, he drank hundreds of pots of wine in Mapo... It's a pity that things in the world are like the bright moon in the sea.
But... there are still people who remember my solar calendar. There are still people who remember..."
Taking off his bright yellow shirt, Huang Wupei slowly held the wine glass in his mouth and hummed, "Yellow birds, yellow birds, don't gather in the corn, don't peck at my millet. - In the past, we wanted to build a world where no one else would peck at me." Millet, peeling liposuction cream life.
It's a pity, will I, Huang Wupei, still have the chance to see everything in my dream come true in this life? "
There is no answer, only silence, endless silence, and the endless wind...
