A sudden breeze ruffled the green branches of a tree, messed up the lame man's silk hair, and interrupted his wandering thoughts...
He chanted softly for a while, coughed a few times, then slowly turned around and left with his hands behind his back!
"Store, please stay!" Lin Feng called.
The lame man didn't seem to hear him at all and continued to stagger forward!
"How can the store owner leave before the payment for the wine is settled?" Lin Feng raised his voice.
"You're welcome, Young Master Lin. This drink is free of charge!"
"You don't want money? There is no such thing as a loss-making business in the Jianghu business. The store owner must be joking!"
"Someone has told me that as long as it's the wine that Shaoxia Lin likes, I won't take any money from it!"
"Oh? How can such a good thing happen? However, I, Lin Feng, never like to take advantage of others, especially this kind of unexplained advantage. I didn't buy the wine myself, and I will never drink it. Therefore, the money for the wine is still I have to pay you back!”
Lin Feng took out two pieces of broken silver from his arms and gently weighed them in his hands: "The price of a cup of osmanthus wine must not be cheap. These ten taels of silver should be about the same, right? If it's not enough, I'll pay you back another day!"
The lame man stopped but remained silent. At this moment, he clearly felt that Lin Feng's words were soft yet strong, and there was an unending murderous aura in them.
Suddenly, Lin Feng loosened his fingers, and the broken silver turned into two shining silver lights, which bounced out among the branches and leaves of the forest. "Swish...swish..." Two sounds broke through the sky and flew to the cripple's back. Just a thought In the meantime, the lame man had already fluffed his clothes and spun around. His broad sleeves were caught in a strong wind. His right palm drew two semicircular arcs, and his index finger pointed towards the silver light like a snake spitting a message. In the blink of an eye, that Two pieces of silver were already in his fingers!
"Young Master Lin, you have misunderstood!" The lame man's sleeves fell lightly, and a pair of blue-black eyes reflected Lin Feng's cold figure. He wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said calmly: "Young Master Lin, do you know that not long ago, a man A guest from the world bought this pot of osmanthus wine and handed me a bag of soul-destroying poison, asking me to wait for someone here!"
"Waiting for someone? What kind of person is the store waiting for?"
"Waiting for a hero who walks alone between heaven and earth, waiting for a swordsman in blue who never returns in the snow!"
"Waiting has always been an unknown result. When it stops raining, it won't stop. When he comes, he won't come. But I wonder what the store is waiting for?"
"He...should be here, because his name is...Lin Feng!"
"Since he's here, why not kill him?"
"Legend has it that he has superb martial arts and is an unkillable swordsman!"
"You are wrong. There is no martial arts in the world that cannot be broken, and there is no swordsman that cannot be killed. Shopkeeper, let's do it!"
"No need, I don't want him to die, so I..." The lame man coughed, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.
"So, you drank that packet of poison?" Lin Feng asked back.
"Yes!" The lame man nodded.
"Why are you doing this?"
"There are not many reasons for things in the world. There are three thousand prosperity and nine thousand desolation. People's hearts are unpredictable. The world is like frost. I have tried my best. Young Master Lin, I will see you again... indefinitely..."
"Oh, no, no, no, no, the wine is poisonous. I won't go to the Palace of Ten Kings. Farewell, farewell!" Seeing this, Mr. Li quickly bent down and saluted. When he found an opportunity, he turned around and ran away. The men in sackcloth caught up with them. He kept shouting: "Master Li, don't run, stop..."
The sky is filled with ever-lasting regret, and the lush vegetation buries a few strands of lingering fragrance; leaning alone on the lantern, dyed with black hair, a solitary lamp always shines...
"I heard that in a hundred gardens, there lived an amiable man with a peaceful face. He sat in the shop with a smile every day and sold osmanthus wine and osmanthus cakes. He did not do it for fame, profit or profit. He was humbled by the powerful, but he was deeply loyal to his friends and cut his own teeth. Someone gave him a nice name, Drunken Flower Immortal. I think that man should be this old man!"
"The Drunken Flower Immortal..."
"Well, Drunken Flower Immortal!" Mu Liuli looked as indifferent as ever!
"But, from now on, no one in this world can drink the sweet-scented osmanthus wine he brewed!" Lin Feng sighed in despair. He sighed desolately, but could not express his deep melancholy. He expressed his sorrow of separation, but could not express it. All his faint sadness!
"Shaoxia Lin, let's go. No matter how sad we are, we can't come back..." When Mu Liuli looked at him, his melancholy eyes were looking into the distance in confusion.
"Miss Mu..." He didn't know what to say. He was stunned for a long time before he said: "I am a wanderer from the end of the world. My life has been ups and downs, and I have been living in mist and rain all my life. Sometimes, my people and my heart are... It does not belong to me and exists. If you follow me, you will only suffer yourself. You’d better leave!”
"Young Master Lin, in fact, the splendor of the world is ever-changing, with ups and downs. Who is not the same? When the poison in your body is detoxified and the injuries on your body are healed, I will leave!"
"Don't worry, Miss Mu, my injury has healed and the poison has been cured..."
Mu Liuli was silent for a while and said softly: "If Young Master Lin goes to the Ten Kings Palace, I will complete the last journey with you. Even if the prosperity is gone, I will have no regrets in this life!"
Lin Feng suppressed the sadness in his eyes, but said somewhat contentedly: "It's just that along the way, I will wrong Miss Mu!"
Mu Liuli smiled calmly: "You're welcome, Young Master Lin. If you have one more person, you will have more strength. I only hope that after this, you and I will return safely!"
Lin Feng nodded happily: "I hope everything will be happy and peaceful, as you wish!"
The ancient town of Huanjiang where the Osmanthus Liquor Shop is located is the only access to the Palace of Ten Kings. However, the ancient town is remote and desolate and sparsely populated. Compared to the war-torn Mobei, the people here have long since disappeared and are in a peaceful corner!
After leaving the south gate of the ancient town, the two of them walked a few miles and saw a mighty river running from east to west like a long jade belt. The banks were overgrown with weeds. On a dilapidated stone tablet, the words "浵江" were engraved. The word, the surface of the river is gentle, the water color is like jade, the clouds and mist are steaming in the rays of the sun, the microwaves are flowing, and the sparkling water is just like the Milky Way falling on the world.
The two of them looked across the river and saw a lone boat floating on the vast river. On the boat, a man was lying on his back with his elbows under his head...
"Hey, boatman..." Mu Liuli waved to the boatman on the boat and shouted.
"Girl, are you going to cross the river?" The man who looked like a boatman turned his head and asked her.
"Yes, please ask the boatman to ferry us over."
"Wait a minute, girl!" The boatman picked up a long bamboo pole and pushed it hard in the water, then slowly turned the bow of the boat and rowed towards the shore. When the boat got closer, he saw clearly that the man was about fifty years old. , a bamboo hat slung over his shoulder, his thick curly beard floating randomly on both sides of his mouth, like two sickles hanging high in the cool night sky.
"Where are you two going?" The boatman smiled modestly at them.
"Ten Kings Palace!" Lin Feng replied.
"What, the Palace of Ten Kings?" The boatman's sly eyes wandered around him, and he smiled secretly: "Haha, my little brother is not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue when he speaks. Where is the Palace of Ten Kings? It is a hell on earth. , the devil’s paradise, you two must have taken the wrong path, it’s better to go back as soon as possible to avoid losing your life!”
Mu Liuli just glanced at the boatman with a cold eyebrow, and said nonchalantly: "Ten King's Hall, you can't be wrong, the boatman only needs to sail the boat!"
"The girl is really quick to talk. I wonder if her words can be counted?"
"I'm a girl who makes good promises and makes promises worth thousands of dollars. How can I not keep my words!" With a smile and a smile, Mu Liuli jumped onto the bow of the ship. The river breeze blew her gauze. She put her hands on her hips, looking graceful and arrogant. Lingren.
"Young Master Lin, get on the boat soon!"
Lin Feng responded, tapped his toes, and stepped onto the board of the ship.
"Young hero, wait a minute, wait a minute!"
The boatman pulled up his bamboo pen and rushed to meet it. He blocked the bow of the boat with his arm and said with a smile: "Young hero, please stay. If you get on the boat, the boat will not be able to sail!"
Lin Feng was puzzled: "It's a good boat, why can't it sail like this?"
The boatman bent down and submerged his bamboo pen into the bottom of the water, measured the depth of the water, and rocked the boat left and right. The boat swayed leisurely twice. He scratched the wind-blown hair on his forehead with his hand and licked it. Pursing his lips: "As the saying goes, there is no wind and waves are three feet high, and there is continuous rain. The south and the north are lined up at both ends. The gangsters walk sideways, and the white roads stand aside... This is the Minjiang River, where three generations of ancestors have established Boat regulations must not be broken. There are boat lanes for rowing, and there are lanes. Therefore, you must follow a lane when riding a boat. Only one person can sit in a boat. Look, the bow of the boat is pressed against you before the boat sails. Come on, if we encounter some strong winds and waves along the way, wouldn’t it mean that the whole army would be wiped out, and we would all have to sink to the bottom of the river to feed the fish, the turtles, and the bastards!”
These words seemed to be quite humane, but the corner of Mu Liuli's mouth evoked a sneer: "Everything has its own way, and everything is a black way and a white way. In this place where birds can't lay eggs, the stinky rules of our ancestors should have been broken long ago!"
