Kaifeng Bistro

The young man dropped the steel knife, and the panic in his eyes continued to magnify.Tan Zhifeng realized that he hadn't dared to look at Zhan Zhao, but just kept staring at himself, which made Tan Zhifeng feel a little guilty, but Wen Hui kept waving at him from a distance, telling him to continue the performance.

At this moment, Zhan Zhao struggled to sit up, and gently pushed away Tan Zhifeng's hand on his chest, showing a gentle smile.

"It's you." Zhan Zhao said, "I guessed it a long time ago." He continued intermittently: "Look, I lost, and now... you have the final say."

"It's me." Tan Zhifeng didn't expect that the young man knelt down on one knee, his dark eyes were filled with tears, his face completely lost the arrogance just now, and his lips kept trembling in the cold wind: "I didn't mean to... ..."

"Listen to me," Zhan Zhao suddenly grabbed the other party's hand and said, "I know you must blame me. In the past, you and Mr. Yan came back to control the floods and made contributions, and then went to Xiangyang to take up the post. It was a good thing. So I have repeatedly discouraged you from going to Xiangyang, not because I don't know your skills, but because..."

Zhan Zhao frowned, and suddenly coughed a few times violently, which startled Zhifeng who had just come to his senses, thinking, Could it be that Brother Zhan was really injured?He carefully supported Zhan Zhao, and injected some spiritual power into his body. After checking, he found that Zhan Zhao should be in good health, but it seemed that he was experiencing joys and sorrows in this short period of time, and his mind was agitated. load, so it looks rather haggard.He just wanted to persuade Zhan Zhao to stop and have a rest, but when he heard "Wu Fusheng" laugh loudly, the laughter was shrill and desolate, even though Tan Zhifeng used his spiritual power to protect himself and Zhan Zhao, he couldn't help feeling sad.After he laughed, he stopped and said sadly: "What you said, isn't it right? I'm overestimated and insisted on protecting Mrs. Yan to go to Xiangyang. This is the first thing I did wrong..."

Hearing what he said, Zhan Zhao turned pale. Seeing him standing up, he quickly staggered to his feet and said in a low voice, "Now... is not the time to argue about who is right and who is wrong, and you don't have to blame yourself. If I had known that you must still be alive, this pebble..." Zhan Zhao said as he untied the string of jade around his waist, and said, "This pebble will appear on my case one day, I think, you You must still be alive, live well somewhere, I know, you are not such a cruel person, as long as you are still alive, one day, you will come back to see me."

Seeing that Zhan Zhao actually stood up, the young man hesitated for a moment, his eyes kept sizing up Zhan Zhao's chest, Tan Zhifeng was anxious, he didn't know whether to continue acting according to Wen Hui's script, or let the two protagonists play freely , After thinking about it, he still reminded Zhan Zhao appropriately: "Brother Zhan, you, why don't you just sit down and talk?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I..."

As the young man talked, his gaze gradually became cold: "...Also, your Master Zhan reminded me again and again that I should be careful in everything when I arrive in Xiangyang, and not to lose my temper casually. This is the second wrong thing I did..."

When Tan Zhifeng heard this, the guess in his heart had been confirmed. He saw that the two people in front of him were clearly suffering, but they were still in a stalemate. He was about to speak to persuade him, but he saw that Zhan Zhao accidentally stepped on the air, and his foot Tremble.With an idea, he took advantage of Zhan Zhao's fall and shouted, "Oh, Brother Ang, stop talking, Brother Zhan passed out!"

Zhan Zhao was recalling the past, he didn't pay attention to the rocks under his feet, and fell to the ground suddenly, he was really dazed for a moment, "Wu Fusheng" turned his head, seeing that Zhan Zhao had really fallen, he panicked, he lifted Touching the acupuncture points on Zhan Zhao's body, he said to Tan Zhifeng, "Quick, go find my master."

"Your master?" Tan Zhifeng asked knowingly: "Who is your master? By the way, Brother Wu, why did you change your appearance, you...are you still Brother Wu?"

"Alas!" The other party sighed: "I'm still... Wu Fusheng, I'll explain this to you later, you hurry to find my master, Master Wen Hui, and ask him to save you Brother Zhan, if there is something wrong with that bastard Zhan Zhao ..."

"Brother Wu," Tan Zhifeng continued to ask: "Didn't you just have to compete with Brother Zhan just now? You won just now, why are you not happy at all?!"

"Go!" "Wu Fusheng" was really in a hurry this time, he stood up and said to Tan Zhifeng: "If this bastard dies, I will kill myself with this steel knife right away, do you hear me? Your two elder brothers are gone, are you happy?! Hurry up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Zhan Zhao behind him had opened his eyes. Zhan Zhao's gentle and calm gaze was fixed on him, and there seemed to be countless kinds of affection in it. Tan Zhifeng felt relieved, and he Knowing that his mission was finally completed, he saw "Wu Fusheng" looked sullen, and got up and left without saying a word, but Zhan Zhao got up and gave him a faint smile, and followed behind with lightness kung fu, Tan Zhifeng turned around, kicking deep and shallow He ran towards Wen Hui with one foot.

"Good job." Wen Hui smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, do you want to go and see how couples reconcile after a fight?"

"No, I don't think it's necessary..." Tan Zhifeng waved his hands desperately, but Wen Hui supported him with a gust of warm wind, and the two of them chased along the bamboo forest like flowing clouds.As the two figures got closer, Tan Zhifeng vaguely heard their voices.

"He... he is Bai Yutang, right?" Although Tan Zhifeng was a little curious and couldn't help but ask, in the end his inner rationality prevailed. He raised his hand and grabbed a bamboo beside him, and said to Wen Hui : "Master, no matter you are a man or a woman, eavesdropping on the corner like this is... not very moral, let's go back?"

"Hush." ​​Wen Hui whispered a little on his lips, and Tan Zhifeng couldn't make a sound immediately, he could only keep waving his hands and staring at Wen Hui, and at the same time, the conversation between the two not far away floated into his ears clearly.

"...I didn't expect that even Zhifeng was on your side!..."

"...If I haven't even figured out this point, all these sins will be in vain, Zhan Xiongfei, I have never resented you, nor am I angry with you, I am angry with myself..."

"...I heard that Nori Changrong had sneaked into Tokyo. I couldn't help but send you a few of the spiritually powerful black jade flying locust stones my master gave me...Hmph! Since I, Bai Yutang, didn't What a cover up... I can do whatever I like! I..."

Zhan Zhao responded with a low and soft voice, but Tan Zhifeng couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.Seeing Bai Yutang worriedly looking at the blood stain on Zhan Zhao's chest, he gestured to Wen Hui twice. Wen Hui smiled and raised his hand to wipe the blood on Zhan Zhao's front. , as smooth as ever.

Bai Yutang's expression changed immediately, but it wasn't sullen, but joyful and relieved. He raised his hand and carefully touched Zhan Zhao's front to confirm that he was not injured, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.On the other side, Zhan Zhao raised his hand, wrapped it around his waist, and bent down gently. In front of his eyes were the silvery light falling on the bamboo leaves, trembling slightly in the night wind. Even Tan Zhifeng felt as if he was in the Among the stars.Those two figures that were close together made his cheeks feel hot, he used all his spiritual power to break through the shackles of Wen Hui's mana, turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Wen Hui flicked his robe and followed him with a smile. Tan Zhifeng suddenly felt a gust of hot wind blowing in, and the scenery in front of him changed. In the blink of an eye, they returned to the Buddhist hall where they had just lectured.

Tan Zhifeng felt weak all over, and sat down exhaustedly: "God, master, you are really in a good mood. I would rather fight face-to-face with Yeli Changrong than do this kind of thing of helping people get back together again."

"This is a merit and virtue. Benefactor Tan, you have done a good job, so why be modest?" Wen Hui smiled again, and he called out. A monk outside the door came in and served the two of them the tea they just ordered. With a move of his hand, he said: "Zhifeng, this is the royal tribute tea 'Beiyuan Xianchun', I specially took it out to entertain you, an honored guest, why are you still so sad and not happy at all?"

Tan Zhifeng raised his head and stared at Wen Hui in front of him. He tried his best to find out who Wen Hui was. When he was entertaining everyone in the tavern that day, Wen Hui's words still echoed in his ears when he left: "Don't talk about the sea, just stop talking." Tianzhong... Farewell, shopkeeper!"

There was a vague shadow in Tan Zhifeng's heart. It was really a long time ago. Before he turned into a human form, someone had indeed visited him and Ying Long's habitat. The only guest, Tan Zhifeng closed his eyes, and there was only a misty cloud of light blue smoke in front of his eyes, with his skirt fluttering. Someone also smiled and asked: "Ying Long, you and I can't return to the heaven, do you regret it? Do you regret it? "

How did Ying Long answer?Tan Zhifeng couldn't remember clearly.When he opened his eyes again, Wen Hui's blue monk robe was also shrouded in the same faint halo among the hundreds of bright lights in the Buddhist hall.

Wen Hui stood up, and her green robe fluttered with the wind: "'Plucking weeds, picking weeds, and weeds stop. Every day returns, and years never stop... In the past, I went, Yangliu Yiyi. Now I come to think about it, rain and snow Feifei...'Zhifeng, have you ever thought about what the fate of Yinglong will be after thousands of years?"

"You...you know Ying, Yinglong?" Tan Zhifeng murmured and repeated, but didn't ask further. He began to think about this question that he had never thought about before.He always thought that Yinglong would be able to return to the heaven after reincarnating for ten lives, and all his efforts were to help Yinglong's life return to its original track, but now that he thought about it, no one had ever done this to them promise.Where is the heaven?Where are the gods?In the reincarnation again and again, no matter how much despair and pain they experienced, the things that should have happened and should not have happened happened one by one.