"I have friends all over the world, girl, please wait a moment and come back to pay the bill right away."
At night, bustling travelers passed by, and a vulgar middle-aged man came to Hongchen Inn. When he had no money for food and accommodation, he turned his eyes and took a fancy to Zhang Liang sitting on the second floor.
The middle-aged man glanced at the girl proudly, took the three dimmed copper coins back into his hand, shook them, and then strode upstairs.
Zhang Liang looked carefully at the man in the flowing singlet. He had a pair of amber eyes, a strong nose, and bronze skin. His hair as black as ink was braided on his shoulders, thinking that he had never interacted with this man in his life.
After meeting him face to face, if his reputation as one of the Three Great Masters of Qi and Lu spreads far and wide, it is possible for that person to recognize him.
Xiaoyaozi beside him had a faint smile on his lips, and he couldn't help but admire him again. The charm of this ovary was really extraordinary. This time, even the poor owner fell in love with him.
The man walked up to Zhang Liang in a grand manner, then flicked his sleeves and sat down gracefully. Then he poured a cup of tea for the two of them. His every move, every frown and every smile was very heroic. It could be said that he was closer than anyone with a legitimate name.
Zhang Liang cupped his hands politely and reminded him righteously: "This is Zhang San!"
The other party poured a sip of tea down his throat, squinted and said in a stern tone: "I don't care about Sun San, Li San, etc. You still don't know if you call Zhang San your brother? Hey, brother, you clearly just didn't
You saw me, why don’t you come over?”
What a tactful tone! What a kind person! Sure enough, he came here to eat and drink! Zhang Liang used a pseudonym, firstly to test the other party, and secondly because the current situation was serious, and it was not allowed to reveal his real name when traveling around the world. Zhang Liang met his gaze, his face
He put on a joking smile and said, "I saw you were busy, so I couldn't disturb you!"
The man didn’t know whether he was deliberately trying to get closer, or he was just on a whim, or he was telling his real name. He was also named after San in his words, “Hey, it’s not like you don’t know. I, Liu San, have such a temper that quarreling with others is just a waste of time.”
You have to be reasonable in everything." It wasn't until the stern-faced Xiaoyaozi coughed that he looked at Xiaoyaozi again and asked: "Brother Zhang, sitting next to him is a man who is cautious in his words and actions, and unpredictable in his behavior.
Why don't you introduce such a capable person to your brother?''
On the second floor, this shabby guy in slovenly clothes had a golden line drawn along the side of his face. He spoke in a very crisp tone, as if he was talking about the breeze passing by on the roof in front of him, and his words were also precise.
, but Xiaoyaozi laughed disapprovingly at Liu San's compliment. He was not as polite and polite as Zhang Liang. He bluntly stated his name of "Xiaoyao", then drank a sip of tea by himself, and stopped talking to him.
Liu San chatted.
Although Liu San was bored, he still had a smile on his face. The enthusiasm mixed with his throat and spread to the entire wine table: "Don't just stand there in a daze. Move your chopsticks quickly, otherwise they will get cold. Hurry up."
Come on, I'll pour you some wine." At the dinner table, Liu San dramatically changed his position as the guest.
"I won't eat it, you can use it first." Xiaoyaozi had a half-smile expression on his face. He lowered his head and blew away the tea leaves floating on the water. It seems that there are all kinds of guests in this inn.
Zhang Liang looked at him calmly. Although this man named Liu San had an unruly appearance, he had an indescribable feeling. It was not danger, but a kind of unprovoked closeness. After thinking for a moment,
Thinking that if this person is not a gangster, just think of him as a destined person who met in this mortal inn. Next, let's hear how he should smooth over his "brother" gimmick. In order to fit in with his "brother" status
, Zhang Liang did not ask him about his identity, origin, or whereabouts.
"Then...then...hiss...hehe", the air was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Tumo Xingzi could still be vaguely seen, but his words still did not stop.
, the drunken words became even more unscrupulous.
After three rounds of drinking and binge eating, Liu San's cheeks were completely red. During this period, he talked about everything from north to south, but the topic was extremely dull and nothing new could be heard. Just when Zhang Liang and Xiaoyaozi were losing interest, Liu San
San suddenly burped and felt that his breath smelled bad. He quickly fanned it with his hands and felt better. However, his mood suddenly became heavy. As if he had thought of something, he sighed for a long time and used a word that was not suitable for his appearance.
He said in a straight tone: "Brother, have you ever thought about it, in this world of mortals, you and I are not destined to be a tease of fate."
;amp;#8226;amp;#8226;Brother, I can somewhat see your sincerity hidden under your gorgeous appearance''.
Zhang Liang and Xiaoyaozi's movements suddenly stopped, and they both glanced sideways at Liu San.
Liu San chewed the vegetables vulgarly, took a sip of wine, poured everything in his mouth into his stomach, and then said unhurriedly: "It's like being alone in the sorrow of loss after a cloud has dispersed.
With a sharp edge, I analyze the long thoughts in the quiet night, and the melancholy is somewhat similar to being a brother. In my sleep, I want to find a green sprout from the mediocre dark night!"
These words were like wind and thunder, like the sound of despair falling in the valley, and they were sent to the ears of the two people unstoppably.
Zhang Liang's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked directly at Liu San in confusion. He had never revealed his true feelings easily in his life. How could such an unruly, wild man who ate and drank easily penetrate his thoughts?
, this person is really incredible!
Xiaoyaozi also changed his outlook drastically, and became wary unknowingly.
Eager to elicit his next words, Zhang Liang smiled with him and pretended to be relaxed: "Since you are meditating in your sleep, why not listen to the sound of rain in May and wake up your sleepy eyes until the break of dawn?"
, watch the new swallows holding their nests in their nests, watch the crows on the branches, and see the dust and fragrance of the purple road?"
''You want me to toss and turn, unable to sleep at night? Hey! Forget it, dreams are useful to a certain extent. When I wake up in the morning, I feel sad and lost, but I can still enjoy watching the spring swallows in the daytime.
"The new mud that has come to build a nest, peach blossoms are blooming on the branches." Liu San's bright black eyes were shining with a pure and bright light. Although he had an inelegant look on his face, it was hard for people to recognize him at this moment.
He was associated with the gangsters of the city.
"It's rare for a brother to have such an open mind." Zhang Liang agreed softly, with an imperceptible sly smile flashing at the corner of his mouth. His feelings began to become clearer. If this person hadn't been hiding too much hostility,
The molecule is the astonishing Shen Mingqian Shou. I never expected that I would meet Master Xiaomeng and the person in front of me tonight at the Hongchen Inn. It can be regarded as a coincidence.
While thinking, Liu San reached out to Zhang Liang's waist unexpectedly. Zhang Liang suddenly reacted and quickly stopped him. However, the bright Lingxu Sword made a sound like a dragon's roar when it was unsheathed, accompanied by a dazzling cold light.
Astonishingly captivating, seeing Zhang Liang looming with a strange look in his eyes, Zhang San just smiled slightly, took back his hand, and sighed, "The blade is only an inch wide and more than three feet long. It must be natural to swing it freely and freely, twisting the back of your fingers."
With the sword, the energy is calm and the mind is calm, and the wielder of the sword becomes the most dashing gentleman in the bloody gladiatorial battle."
Zhang Liang calmed down, smiled implicitly, and explained: "Literati mostly practice sword practice for self-defense and physical fitness. When the mood comes, they can draw their swords and dance a few times to express their emotions and find peace outside."
"No!" Liu Sanzui waved his hands in confusion, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes were blurred, and said in deep thought: "If it were someone else wearing such a delicate sword, firstly, it would only show off their status and temperament. Secondly,
It is only used to defend the enemy. Therefore, how could those people know that many things cannot be solved with fists and kicks. Only people like Brother Zhang San can achieve the great cause of changing the world. Unfortunately, why do you just
Do you want to ride up the wind with a burst of autumn rain? In this way, you will lose some of your nature. The wise man has his hands and feet tied, and the sword encounters chaos. How can it end calmly? It is better to let go of some attachments and follow my brother to wander the green mountains and rivers.
Looking at the extension of the times, I want to be free and easy. If I were you, I would not let the darkness accompany me from the beginning to the end, hahahaha..." Liu San gently played the following on the Lingxu Sword.
, after the crisp sound, the shining sword illuminated Zhang Liang's pursed-lipped face.