Start crossing from the love apartment

Chapter 343 What's up
After drinking with Zhang Sanfeng for seven days and seven nights.

"Old Zhang, I'm leaving."

Standing on the top of Wudang, seeing the rolling clouds, Yang San was filled with emotions.

The world has never changed, only the world is impermanent.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his glass behind him, some of the fine wine spilled out of the glass, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but look bitter.

I don't know if it's because of Yang San or because of the wine.

Soon, the fine wine was put into his mouth again, and the already endless aftertaste seemed to add another layer of flavor to the fine wine.

"Leave? Where?"

Yang San turned around, smiled lightly and gave Zhang Sanfeng another top-up.

Although the two have not been together for a long time, they are like old friends who can always see what the other is thinking.

"Where does nature come from, and where does it go back?"

In fact, since Yang San came down from Zhongnan Mountain, Yang San has no nostalgia for this world.

It was only when I heard about Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday that I prepared to give this old friend some farewell gifts.

Among them were Zhang Cuishan and his wife. If Yang San hadn't been there, they would have both gone to hell again.

The other is Zhang Wuji, who not only lost his parents, but also had to suffer from the insidious torture of Xuanming God's Palm, and he had to suffer once every three days.

Of course, Yang San didn't tell Zhang Sanfeng that Zhang Wuji had been hit by Xuanming God's palm, but just passed the "Nine Suns Manual" to Zhang Wuji.

With the poisonous yin and cold in his body, Zhang Wuji practiced the "Nine Suns Manual" as if he was assisted by a god, and made rapid progress.

Zhang Sanfeng silently picked up the wine glass and drank it down again.

"Brother Yang, Shigong, you are hiding here drinking again."

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji rushed over from the path, and when he saw Yang San and Zhang Sanfeng drinking again, he immediately teased him.

"Hahaha, it's Xiao Wuji, do you want to have a drink together?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook the wine glass in his hand for the old disrespect, and poured the wine into his mouth when Zhang Wuji felt a little moved.

"It's still not right, you are too young to touch alcohol."

"I have grown up, not small."

Zhang Wuji's face suddenly swelled up, and he glared at Zhang Sanfeng angrily.

"Little ghost, why are you here if you don't go to play with your little friends?"

Yang San looked at Zhang Wuji with a smile, and he still had a good impression of Xiao Wuji, of course he couldn't rule out the reason why he was cute.

"Hmph, what fun do they have, a bunch of brats."

That's what he said, but both of them saw the look of expectation in Zhang Wuji's eyes, and couldn't help but smile at each other.

"Brother Yang, I still like to listen to your stories. Tell me about a girl who was taken into the woods by seven middle-aged men. You were halfway through the story last time, and you are now talking about the exciting part."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's innocent words, Zhang Sanfeng's face became more and more strange, and the eyes he looked at Yang San were also full of jokes.

Hearing that Yang San was going to tell such a strong story yesterday, he almost flipped the table, but when he heard it, he realized it was actually a fairy tale.

Who is Yang San, and said to Zhang Wuji without changing his face.

"Little ghost, let's not tell that story first. Today I will tell you an inspirational story."

Zhang Wuji nodded thoughtfully, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Yang, what inspirational story is that?"

"This is about two poor brothers, about your size, each with a pair of underpants, from the equator to the North Pole on a journey to discover wisdom."

Yang San said to Zhang Wuji in a persuasive and persuasive manner, Zhang Sanfeng on the side rolled his eyes again and again, he was still going from the equator to the North Pole, it would be great if he could get out of town.

"Really? They are so pitiful, Brother Yang, can I share my clothes with them?"

Zhang Wuji believed it was true, and seemed to realize that he had lived on a small island near the North Pole for nearly ten years before, so he couldn't help but look at Yang San sympathetically.

"Okay, next time I meet them, I will convey your thoughts for you."

Yang San nodded with a smile, and then talked about his improved "Haier Brothers" that incorporated martial arts elements, which made Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji stunned.

"Okay, the story is over, don't bother me today."

"Okay, goodbye Brother Yang, goodbye Master, I'll come and tell you a story tomorrow."

Zhang Wuji reluctantly bid farewell to Yang San and Zhang Sanji, after getting along these few days, he knew that Yang San would not change what Yang San said.

Looking at Zhang Wuji who was getting far away, Yang San suddenly shouted nervously.

"Little ghost, if you meet a girl named Zhao Min in the future, treat her better, or I will fuck you."

Zhang Wuji turned his head in surprise and asked in doubt.

"Brother Yang, who is Zhao Min?"

Yang San waved at him impatiently, and shouted while pouring wine.

"You don't care who she is, you'll know when you meet her in the future."

After Zhang Wuji said "Oh", seeing that Yang San had nothing to say this time, he turned his head and left.

"Oh, Sun Da doesn't want to stay, Xiao Wuji only has you in his eyes, without me, no matter whether he greets or leaves, I'm the one who goes by the way."

Although Zhang Sanfeng was also curious about who Yang San was referring to as Zhao Min, but Yang San obviously didn't intend to reveal it, so he didn't want to be bored.

Yang San looked at Zhang Sanfeng contemptuously, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

"A good-looking handsome guy, and a bad old man, if it were you, which one would you look at?"

"..."

Zhang Sanfeng was speechless for a moment, he couldn't answer these words, if it wasn't that he couldn't beat you, then he wouldn't give you a few punches in the face.

"Why didn't you bid farewell to Xiao Wuji just now? He is the closest to you, even closer than me, my own master."

Yang San looked at the wind and clouds that kept turning around the sky, and said calmly.

"What's there to say goodbye to, tell him I'm leaving, maybe you'll be a bad old man like your master when we see you next time?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang San helplessly, and after getting along with him for a few days, he also knew Yang San's character quite well, so Zhang Sanfeng, who felt that he couldn't hurt Yang San, had no choice but to keep silent and respond to all changes without change.

"If it weren't for the fact that you, a bad old man, have lived a long life, and you would not be able to cry if you were made to cry, see if I would say goodbye to you."

Although I knew what Yang San said was the truth, why did it sound so awkward to my ears?
After thinking for a while, Yang San took out a blueprint from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Have you heard of the Valley of Unrequited Love?"

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded in response:
"I've heard, I used to look for it back then, but it was too hidden, and I had to give up after many hard searches but failed."

"Ah."

Yang San understands this very well, otherwise he would not have gone deep into the enemy camp to ask for the route.

"This is the road map to the Valley of Unrequited Love. Most of the orphans in Xiangyang City lived there back then. Oh, yes, they have changed their name to Taoyuan Valley now."

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes became brighter, which meant that it was a Lieshi village.

"Taoyuan Taoyuan, a good name."

"It's none of your business. If it wasn't for the fear that you would starve to death if you didn't drink, I wouldn't want to give you this map. Taniguchi is guarded, just mention my name. It's easy."

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng swallowing saliva non-stop, Yang San laughed loudly and got up, and drank the fine wine in his hand.

"I'm leaving, Lao Zhang, try to live as long as possible, don't be dead when I come back next time."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the mountain step by step, and walked towards the sky slowly, and disappeared after a while.

Zhang Sanfeng stared blankly at the direction where Yang San disappeared, not even knowing that the wine in his hand had spilled all over his body.

(End of this chapter)