Master of the rivers and lakes

Chapter 162 Li Weiyang

Nanyang City.

This Nanyang City is under the Yuhong Mountain and is the northernmost city in Changxin County.

But the strange thing is that it is called Nanyang.

Nanyang is far away from the misty rain for thousands of miles, and the rivers, lakes and seas cannot be seen. It is an authentic mountain city.

It has been more than a day since Zhang Qiye returned to this mountain city, and now the second day is almost over.

There is only one day left before the deadline for him to find the truth. For him, he wants to leave earlier.

But at this moment, he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, without a trace of panic, and even a little leisurely.

The summer rain that suddenly came in the morning changed from rapid to gentle, and it stopped in the evening.

At this moment in Nanyang City, the gray sky is covered with layers of smog, but it seems to have a gentle feeling of misty rain.

Zhang Qiye pushed open the wooden window, fixed the window with a wooden stick, and poured himself a glass of wine leisurely, drank it slowly, and ate the simple dishes in front of him.

Looking out through the window in front of him, there is an alley outside, and there is a small fence around the inn, and some crape myrtle flowers are planted inside.

He looked down at the fallen petals of the crape myrtle that had been beaten by the new rain, and even the fragrance of the crape myrtle could be heard in the wind.

Usually, where there are flowers, there are women. After all, women are described as flowers, and at this moment, there is a woman standing outside the circle of crape myrtle flowers.

A woman who is neatly dressed and slightly cool.

To be precise, it should be a girl.

Zhang Qiye watched her pick a drooping, fresh crape myrtle flower, put it on her nose, and took a deep breath.

He watched her movements and unconsciously smiled.

The girl seemed to have heard Zhang Qiye's laughter, and when she looked up, she still had a smile on her face, but when she saw Zhang Qiye, the smile disappeared.

She pointed at Zhang Qiye and shouted: "I said, Zhang Qiye, can you do something serious? It's been more than a day, and you just stay in the inn to drink and practice swords.

Now it's almost the end of the second day, and you're still drinking here, how much do you like being in jail?How much do you want to go in and feel it? "

Zhang Qiye said: "Miss Li, I have my own arrangements for my affairs. Can you please stop following me and stop hanging in front of me?"

Li Weiyang smiled at the corner of his mouth, brushed the hair beside his ears, and said: "You can go wherever you like, Miss Ben, who said I'm following you? Shameless."

Zhang Qiye said helplessly: "Okay, it's up to you."

After Zhang Qiye finished speaking, he drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, went down to the second floor and walked out of the inn.

When he just walked out of the inn, he met a swordsman who just entered the inn, this swordsman is the one who has been following Li Weiyang.

According to himself, his name is Li Shanwang. When he heard this name, Zhang Qiye also said that his name is almost the same as Li Wangshan, the second owner of Qinglin Villa, "Excalibur Wuying", only in a different order.

Seeing Li Shanwang at this moment, Zhang Qiye also stopped and said, "Senior just came back from the east of the city?"

Zhang Qiye called Li Shanwang 'senior', that's because Li Shanwang was much older than him, he looked about 40 years old, and his martial arts were not comparable to Zhang Qiye, so he naturally deserved the title of 'senior'.

Li Shanwang looked at Zhang Qiye and smiled, lifted the purse in his hand and said: "The roast chicken of Liu Ji in the east of the city is delicious. If you don't eat it for a day, my Wu Zang Temple will protest. Why, Zhang Shaoxia is going out Have you investigated the case?"

Zhang Qiye said: "Go for a walk."

After the two talked a few more words, Zhang Qiye left the inn.

The Magnolia Inn is a small inn in Nanyang City. There are such inns everywhere in the city. The houses near the west of the city are almost all wooden houses, unlike other places where there are mostly stone houses. The Magnolia Inn is no exception. There are two alleys next to the inn, leading to A town in a mountain city.

As the new rain breaks, passers-by hiding in the arcades, corridors, and courtyards also poke their heads out one after another following the waking earth.

At dusk after the rain, the sky seems to have a newly washed beauty.

Li Weiyang stood under the crape myrtle flowers, looking at the door of the inn, when Zhang Qiye came out, the first thing Li Weiyang saw was Zhang Qiye.

It should be said that during these two days, no matter when Li Weiyang should see Zhang Qiye the most.

Zhang Qiye also saw Li Weiyang, but he didn't look much at it. He just bought an oil-paper umbrella with a Sanjiang flavor from a vendor on the side, patted his wrinkled clothes, and walked along an alley to the north of the city. Go.

Li Weiyang watched Zhang Qiye walk past her, she dropped the crape myrtle flower in her hand, and followed Zhang Qiye humming a tune.

The two of them were a few steps apart. In the crowd, Li Weiyang could clearly see Zhang Qiye's figure, and Zhang Qiye could also clearly hear Li Weiyang's voice humming a minor tune.

And on the second floor of the Magnolia Inn, where Zhang Qiye was sitting just now, Li Shanwang is now sitting. He also saw these two people walking towards the north of the city one after the other. After putting the sword in his hand on the table, he also shook his head and smiled Said: "I don't know what my elder brother will think if he finds out, alas."

In Li Weiyang's eyes, Zhang Qiye seemed to be walking aimlessly, sometimes stopping to look at the stall, and sometimes following the crowd to watch the excitement.

Zhang Qiye was not in a hurry, but Li Weiyang was in a hurry, but she just stomped her feet and was angry that she didn't know what it was.

After seven turns and eight turns, Li Weiyang followed Zhang Qiye to a narrow alley, this is a real narrow alley, the houses on both sides almost occupied the only road.

Walk to the end of the narrow alley, where it intersects with a main road, and there is a tea stall at the corner.

Zhang Qiye stopped when he saw the tea stand, and looked curiously at the two words written on the urn: "Bitter tea."

"Bitter tea?" Zhang Qiye smiled, and said, "Is there anyone who drinks bitter tea?"

The owner of the vendor, with wrinkles on his face, his mouth wriggling non-stop, showing two rows of red teeth, said: "Young man, you must be a newcomer."

At this moment, the boss's teeth seemed to attract Zhang Qiye's eyes more, Zhang Qiye looked at his teeth and said, "Oh?"

"Life has both suffering and happiness." The boss said: "If you want to enjoy happiness, you must first learn to endure hardship. Of course, if you want to learn to endure hardship, you must first learn to drink my bitter tea."

Zhang Qiye was also curious. This boss really knew how to talk, as if he couldn't have fun without drinking his bitter tea.

He was just about to say something with a smile, Li Weiyang poked his head out from the side and looked at the tea stall owner with a smile: "In my opinion, you must have drunk too much bitter tea and drank a mouthful of blood."

"Blood?" The boss didn't seem to understand.

"Your mouth is red." Zhang Qiye said looking at his teeth.

Li Weiyang followed suit: "Even the teeth are red, it's not blood, what is it?"

The boss suddenly looked at Zhang Qiye and Li Weiyang from beginning to end for a long time.

Then he laughed and said, "You two young people must have come from the countryside, but you two look so good together, the old man is so envious."

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Whoever is married to this uncle, you old man, do you still want to do business?"

As soon as the boss's words fell, Li Weiyang shouted loudly like a cat with fried fur.

(End of this chapter)