Cangsu Peak, Mingfeng Pavilion.
"鞥——!" Pan Alum said, not knowing how much perseverance it took to get up from the bed. He gritted his teeth and endured the physical and mental pain to grab the medicine stool placed in front of the bed. But this is only three inches away... In the end, Tianya is powerless. Not only is it difficult to reach, but it also falls off the bed.
Hooray!
The medicine stool fell over when people fell off the bed, and the noisy sound attracted people.
"Senior brother!" The two people who were standing outside pushed the door open in an instant. The so-called urgency meant that they could not hide their panic and worry. After seeing Pan Alum lying on the bedside with gnashing teeth, he The two of them stopped again.
At that time, the junior fellow apprentice was speechless when he saw Pan Mingfan clenching his fists in shameful pain and bleeding. Perhaps he was sympathetic, or he could feel the same, so he couldn't help but dim his eyes and lowered his eyes. lonely.
"Asshole...account..." Pan Alum glared at the broken medicine bowl under his eyes, his eyes splitting with jealousy, and the decoctions on the ground that overflowed from the medicine bowl would eventually infect his right fist, as well. The bright plasma turned his eyes crimson and ignited his hatred, so much so that he couldn't listen to other people's nonsense. When the two junior brothers opened their mouths to speak, he furiously shook his fist and said, "Get out!"
"division!"
"you!"
Human nature is different, moods are different, and the words and connotations are naturally very different, but no matter what, all they get is Pan Alum's glare and roar: "Go away——!"
Regardless of whether Pan Alum's ferocity at this time was due to anger or a twisted mind, his cathartic outburst achieved a certain sound effect - the two people whose expressions changed were held in place by him. However, this roar with all his strength... also caused Pan Afan to lose his body and fall to the ground when he was about to vent his anger.
"Bastard!" Pan Alum was so unbearable that he couldn't help it, but his bloody eyes that looked like a deadly enemy could only be exchanged for his own gnashing of teeth.
And this scene falls outside...
"..." Junior Brother Ma Wenping was silent. Perhaps he couldn't bear to look there anymore, so he slowly lowered his gaze.
As for junior fellow student Sun Hongliang... he was already angry because of Pan Alum's words and deeds, but now he slowly became gloomy while watching indifferently. Finally, he smiled coldly and left with a sneer: "Hi! - trash."
The word "waste" was so heavy that Pan Alum's eyes instantly turned red, but when he raised his head and stared, he found that the other party had already left the room. Only his junior brother Ma Wenping was still standing there with his head bowed and silent.
But, what if Ma Wenping leaves or stays? I saw him staring at the empty door with a ferocious face, and he clenched his fists on the ground and made a series of heavy and heart-piercing sounds: "Coward..."
"..." Ma Wenping listened more silently, but not long after, before the Pan alum across from him glared at him through gritted teeth, he suddenly pursed his lips and bowed respectfully to the other party, which was a heavy bow.
Pan Alum's eyes narrowed as he watched, while Ma Wenping only paid a long respect and slowly exited the room, and finally closed the door gently from the outside.
The so-called house is empty when people are gone, and when the hostility finally returns to peace, what is left in the place where the light is also taken away... what is left.
Just cold.
Just loneliness.
At the end of the matter, Pan Alum suddenly laughed: "Huh." But as soon as the laughter came out, he was silent for it, and looked towards the bedside unconsciously.
On the bedside stand and nothing else. There are only two long swords, crossed and hung.
"Huh." Pan Alum looked at the two swords and smiled again, and then he laughed happily: "Huh, 唪鞞鞞..."
The laughter was light, as if he had thought of something funny, but when he lay on his back and let nature take its course, the meaning of his smile changed, and where did the tears come from?
"Hahahaha...hahahahahaha..."
That day, the desolation in that corner was as dark as being abandoned in a corner. And that laughter, as light and smooth as Poria grass, may be just like the stars in the sky - twinkling and out of reach.
…
A month later, Lizhou and Yizhou areas.
Cangxi County, within a town in Yongning.
“Steamed cake~~, steamed cake~~, delicious steamed cake~~”
"Come on, come on, vegetarian porridge with sesame cakes, meat buns in pickle soup..."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, that's it. Is it suitable to be steamed in the steamer... lets not talk about it, ah?"
The so-called welcoming old customers in the early morning, there are not many in the morning market, and the restaurant street in this town is not long, but it is still a warm street. If it is not bustling, how can we see the hospitable shops?
At this time, Ling Ye had just entered the city. It's just that he slept in the open in the mud, and was as shabby as a beggar. Especially when walking behind the crowd, he lowered his head and said nothing, pursed his lips, and his eyes wandered away from others.
Perhaps he was observing and paying attention to all kinds of people and worldly experiences along the way.
"Baozi...baozi...hot steamed buns, fresh cold noodles, both meat and vegetables, no kidding~~"
The shouts coming from the front had a unique local charm, but it was not the local dialect and had no local accent.
When Ling Ye fell silent upon hearing this, the enthusiastic stall owner also happened to welcome a wealthy buyer.
"Take half of the drawer away and wrap it in oil paper." The buyer came with his hands behind his back. When he came closer, he just raised his head and threw three tongbao onto the group's table. Naturally, the three Tongbao are strung together with thin strings.
"Yo!" The stall owner exclaimed in surprise when he saw the wealth. Since he was so eager to see the money, he couldn't avoid the philistines who came to inspect the goods on the spot. However, the man's movements in collecting money were also very neat or smooth. Moreover, the cheerful smile afterward did not hinder him from packing food for the buyer at all, and he had the time to chat with the buyer: "That's right. - You bought so much at once, it almost scared me."
"Huh." The buyer couldn't help laughing out loud, and then he shook his head and chuckled: "Haha."
At that time, Ling Ye's stomach was not feeling as good as it should be, but it declared: "Ugh..."
The hunger in her belly made Ling Ye stop unconsciously, but looking at her ordinary belly... the belongings on her body were not even as full as that belly. So, he paused in silence for a moment and then left the place.
at the same time.
"Okay, please take it." The stall owner happily handed the big package of hot goods to the buyer with both hands. He didn't leave with a leisurely smile until the other party nodded, took the paper package, turned around and left the stall with his free hand on his back. With good posture, he picked up the table handkerchief that had been placed next to the steamer, threw it on his shoulder, and started a new round of singing and selling: "Baozi, Baozi, freshly baked hot buns, The fresh and fresh cold noodles, with all kinds of meat and vegetables, have everything you need, and the taste is one of a kind, but it’s really not bad.”
"Huh." A passerby shook his head and smiled in response, and then walked away from here, stroking his full belly.
"Baozi, Baozi..."
"Steamed cakes, steamed cakes, delicious steamed cakes..."
“Vegetarian porridge with sesame cakes, meat buns in pickle soup...”
"Salty bean juice, Kang vegetable steamed buns..."
As Ling Ye walked forward step by step, the shouts on both sides of the street were getting closer and closer. There were also many diners leaving after paying their dues. There were also many wealthy gentry with rich pockets ahead of them. Guests walked into the restaurant laughing and chatting happily or asking questions about Liu Chu. The customs and customs in a corner are just like the flying eagle passing by from the sky - they have their own trajectory.
In the city, on the streets.
Ling Ye walked slowly and slowly without raising his head. Yes, an unknown duckweed looks out of place no matter where he goes, and no one wants to pay attention to him. As for Ling Ye, neither the stone bricks on the ground nor the grass emerging from the cracks could make him stop. And they were just passing by in his eyes.
"Guh..." He stopped silently until another whimper came from his stomach that had not eaten for a long time.
"Bao-zi...baozi, freshly made hot buns, big and fragrant vegetable and meat buns, two cents for one cent, three cents for two cents, delicious taste, no bully." The slogan is close at hand. It not only made Ling Ye become more silent, but also made him salivate. When he couldn't help but listen around, he realized that he happened to be parked not far from the bun stall. The distance was so close that it seemed like you could touch the steaming steamer just by stretching out your hand. But in fact, he was still six or seven feet away from it. If not, how could this stall owner, who seemed hospitable but was actually bored and looked down on everyone wherever he looked, let Ling Ye, a beggar, stand in front of his stall and obstruct customers? ?
"Hi~~" The stall owner couldn't help but sigh in disappointment when he couldn't find any lucky customers. But it was precisely because of this that when he sighed, he happened to catch a glimpse of Ling Ye, who was standing motionless in the middle of the road. The wild boy.
"Tsk." The stall owner couldn't help but smacked his lips after casually scanning Ling Ye twice. Especially when he noticed that the other party had been looking at his stall in a daze, he couldn't help but curled his lips in disdain. , then he waved his hand and said: "Let's go, get out of here. Go play somewhere."
As soon as the sound of driving had died down, the man's expression gradually became strange and angry. However, he threw the table handkerchief he was holding on his shoulder and put it on his shoulder. It’s so fucking unlucky to stand here and get in the way. So early in the morning, I met a guy begging for food, and it was as if the uncle’s money was just as easy to make.”
However, the speaker is intentional, but the listener is unintentional.
"Tsk!" The man who owned the stall couldn't help but his eyes widened when he saw Ling Ye's indifferent expression. But before he could straighten his back and say something harsh, a man who clearly had to use a cane to walk steadily appeared. But the old man is quite arrogant and arrogant: "Who are you looking at with your damn big eyes here? Hurry up and give your uncle two buns. - Take them away."
…
That time, that place.
"Tsk!" The stall owner looked over angrily. He knew people by hearing their voices, so he looked with a hint of reluctance: "His uncle and grandpa met you, an unreasonable person, so early in the morning. Coarse old man, I am unlucky..."
Having said that, this guy didn't intend to stop doing the other party's business. He just deliberately slowed down the action of packing the buns, and because he was distracted by talking, he forgot to bring the steamer.
However, Tieniu admitted that he was unlucky, but the bad old man frowned, especially after seeing the other person's confused look when folding paper and packing it, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and look at him. Tieniu raised his neck and shouted: "You uncle, stop talking nonsense. I'm still trying to reason with you? What's your age? Huh? Your fucking ancestors had to take a detour when they saw me for eight lifetimes. Anyway, I'm a fool." Oolong crab.”
"Rolling, rolling, rolling." Tieniu got angry when he heard what the old man said, and sent him away with the buns, without even asking for money: "I got so damn angry when I saw you, hurry up and get the food Roll the meat buns around so you don’t have to stand here with a cane and block the sky."
When Tieniu was talking, the bad old man took the food bag away from Tieniu's hand with a look of arrogance. Although Tieniu didn't listen to what he said, he was considerate of this junior and exempted himself from the bill. For his own sake, he planned to give up and leave, but he didn't want to, but Tieniu took advantage of wiping his hands and added: "I'm not looking for this all the time, not that. There are so many people dying outside here every day, why don't I see you, an old man?" Smoke is rising from the boy's head and reaching the sky."
It was good this time. The bad old man heard this before he could turn around and walk away. It was really unbearable. He immediately turned around and stepped forward. He must have scratched his neck sideways and his eyes widened. The two bastards looked at each other: "Li Tieniu!"
