small rivers and lakes

At this time, it was sunset on the western mountain, and the two of them rode horses and galloped on the dusty official road. They saw the sunset from a distance, and a round of setting sun hung on the ocher-colored city wall. At sunset, Luoyang City, the eastern capital, looked like a majestic giant. However, the giant beast stands on the vast and magnificent Kanto Road.

Now the world is not peaceful, and the northern land has repeatedly suffered from military disasters. The two of them came all the way north from the beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River. Along the way, they saw only the city outlines and the people's livelihood.

But after entering the city of Luoyang, I was shocked to find that it was only separated by a wall, and it seemed like a small paradise on earth.

Fragrant cars, BMWs, and jingle bells, the bustling Tianjin Bridge is full of traffic, both sides of the road are crowded with pedestrians and vendors, and from time to time there are noble young men with silver saddles and white horses riding by. The group of bells held the reins loosely, allowing the white-hoofed crow to stroll slowly on the spacious avenue, turned to look at Le Wuyou, and said loudly: "Ayou, we only need one room tonight, okay?"

Le Wuyou lay on the donkey's back, wearing a broken bamboo hat, swaying with the donkey's movements, lazily said: "Not good."

Zhong Yi flattened her mouth: "Ayou, you don't love me at all."

"You're right," Le Wuyou said coolly, "What a smart little beauty."

"Oh...why am I so miserable?" Zhong Yi looked up to the sky and sighed, "There are countless handsome men and beautiful women in the world, but I just want to fall in love with such an enemy! Alas..."

He sighed three times, suddenly lowered his head, twisted out a candied chestnut between his fingers, and flicked it towards Le Wuyou.

Le Wuyou had sensed it a long time ago. With a slight movement of his head, the fried chestnuts flew over, brushing the brim of his hat, knocking the bamboo hat to one side, revealing his delicate side face underneath.

Le Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"It's all because of the bad bamboo hat, I can't even see your face," Zhong Yi said with a smile, leaning back with a very soft waist, hanging upside down on the side of the horse, looking at Le Wuyou face to face.

Le Wuyou never expected that he would perform such a difficult move, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Zhong Yi pouted, quickly kissed the left corner of his mouth, smiled brightly, and asked, "Ayou, tell me, what kind of woman is Aunt Le?"

Mentioning Le Qishu thoughtlessly, Le Wuyou was taken aback for a moment, forgetting about the stolen kiss, and asked blankly, "My mother?"

"En!" Zhong Yi kissed him again at the corner of his right mouth, Fang sat back on the horse and said happily, "I really want to know how amazing your mother must be to make you so handsome. "

"..." Le Wuyou touched the corner of his mouth that was still warm, and silently fell silent.

The afterglow of the setting sun is pouring down on Luoyang city, dyeing this majestic city in the east of the Kanto into golden yellow. The turbid smoke rises from behind rows of tall buildings and deep alleys. It's time for every family to make fire and cook.

The two walked into an inn, and the spacious lobby was full of diners. An energetic waiter greeted them, and said with a loud smile, "Do you want to stay at the inn, the two guest officials?"

"Stay in a hotel." Zhong Yi turned his head and said to Le Wuyou, "Look, Luoyang is indeed a magnificent city, and even the inn is decorated more brilliantly than other places... Eh... this is actually the shop of Mr. Meng."

Le Wuyou followed his gaze, and saw a circular ornament hanging on the wall behind the counter - a five-clawed black dragon soaring into the clouds, coiling around an ancient long sword.

The shop waiter cupped his hands: "This hero has good eyesight, the shop is indeed under the Tianxiameng."

"That's great." Zhong Yi was overjoyed, took out a seal from his bosom, and said boldly, "Please open me a room of Tian Zi, the most extravagant, most luxurious, most arrogant, most bully of!"

The waiter in the shop looked at the seal and was shocked: "It turned out to be the master Zhong of the Wangyou Hall! Oh, the villain has eyes but can't see Mount Tai, I hope the master will forgive me! Tianzihao room? No problem!"

Le Wuyou followed behind the two, and said slowly, "I live in the woodshed."

"What?" Zhong Yi asked in surprise, "Why is Ah You so out of touch? Didn't we agree to share a room?"

Le Wuyou stared: "When did you say that?"

"Just now," Zhong Yi said with an expression of "why do you have such a bad memory" on his face, "Isn't that the first topic we talked about when we first entered the city?"

Le Wuyou thought for a while, and said angrily: "But the old man didn't agree at all!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you clearly agreed."

Looking at his confident face, Le Wuyou almost wondered if he had lost his memory, but even if he lost his memory, it was impossible for him to agree to live in the same room as this guy!

The two walked to the stairs, and Le Wuyou walked towards the accounting room, but Zhong Yi grabbed his sleeves and reprimanded him adoringly and angrily: "With me by your side, you still have to live in the firewood house, you deliberately Are you mad at me?"

"You get mad so easily?"

"Of course it's easy!"

Le Wuyou was too lazy to play tricks on him, so she tugged on her sleeves: "Let go...you..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

I saw Zhong Yi's fingers tightly clutching his sleeves, the veins on the back of his hands were protruding, tears seemed to swirl in his eyes, the lantern on the wall illuminated his side face, and his pair of phoenix eyes twinkled in the candlelight, as if he had been hurt. What a grievance.

"Ayou bullied me." Zhong Yi sighed softly.

His voice was soft and gentle, like the misty rain of apricot blossoms soaked in the south of the Yangtze River in March. Such a soft sigh made Le Wuyou's heart numb for no reason, as if a fragile place in his heart had been poked, A strange feeling that has never been felt before quietly arises.

He opened his mouth blankly: "You..."

Zhong Yi turned her head away, stubbornly avoiding his gaze, stared blankly at the lantern by the wall, and said softly: "You don't know how many times I have imagined you coming back in the past ten years..."

"I think, Tianque Mountain is so high, you must be very painful, and it must be very painful for you after ten years."

"I think, if you come back, in the long years from now, even if I do my best in martial arts and spend all my wealth, I will still keep you happy for the rest of your life and calm for the rest of your life."

"I think, after this matter is over, I want to join hands with you, travel through thousands of mountains and rivers, and toast the east wind with wine. I want to take you back to my hometown, facing Jieshi to the east and watching the sea. From the sunrise like fire to The moon tide is born."

He turned his face, stared into Le Wuyou's eyes, and said seriously: "In this life, I will not let you suffer any more grievances."

Le Wuyou looked at him blankly, and murmured: "I..."

"Alas... After all, I was the one who ventured in," Zhong Yi sighed softly, the lost expression on his face was swept away, his phoenix eyes raised, showing a cynical and frivolous smile, and snapped his fingers at the waiter, "Two room."

After finishing speaking, he ignored him, turned around, waved his fan, and strode up the stairs.

Le Wuyou raised her head, looked at his suave back, blinked her eyes, and muttered in her heart: This... ran away after teasing, why the fuck did you get mad at Mr.

"This... this hero..." the shop waiter carefully apologized, "Please... please go upstairs, the shop has top-level rooms specially prepared for the knights in the league..."

Le Wuyou nodded: "Please trouble the little brother to lead the way."

"Okay, please go this way..." The waiter in the shop is well-informed, so he couldn't help but feel a little dazed at this moment. As he walked, he couldn't help but look at the young man in black next to him, wondering whether he should be called the hall master's wife?

Walking into the guest room, Le Wuyou couldn't help but marvel at how rich Tianxiameng really is. The carved beams and painted buildings in the room, the fragrance and mist, are more luxurious than the bedroom of the landlord who was full of wind on Tianque Mountain in the past.

He put his luggage on the table, looked around the room curiously, and when he turned around, a figure in fluttering white clothes sat silently on the window sill.

...Aren't you angry?Hall Master Zhong, you've lost your temper too quickly.

The setting sun outside the window was like blood, and Zhong Yi was dressed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and looked at Le Wuyou with a smile: "Ayou, I heard that the Buming Immortals in Luoyang are a very ecstasy nest, after dark, let's go for a walk, how?"

"Isn't it called Xiandu?" Le Wuyou thought about the name, "I came to Luoyang ten years ago, and I don't remember this place."

"It was only opened in recent years." Zhong Yi sat on the window sill, knocked on his forehead twice with the folding fan in boredom, and complained, "It's been a long night, I must have some fun to kill it, you won't sleep with me A room."

Le Wuyou vaguely felt that this guy was teasing him, so he walked to the window, thinking about finding an opportunity to push him off the window sill...

A mellow smell of alcohol floated from the air, Le Wuyou's eyes lit up, and all revenge was forgotten immediately, and he stared excitedly at Zhong Yi: "Did you smell it? It's Sangluo wine!"

Zhong Yi looked into his sparkling eyes and thought what a dog nose!Pulling his sleeve: "Go."

The two of them flitted out of the window, followed the smell of alcohol and landed in a deep alley, the setting sun slanted at the entrance of the alley, and a long figure was cast on the bluestone road.

The smell of wine was getting stronger, now, even Zhong Yi could smell it, turned his head and smiled and said to Le Wuyou: "Now I understand a sentence, the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, and it is about people like you, Ayou."

Le Wuyou was born addicted to alcohol, raised his head slightly, took a deep breath of the wine, and happily hummed absurd little tunes.

Zhong Yi looked at him, his gaze was as gentle as water, Le Wuyou felt his gaze, couldn't help but look over, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

The setting sun sprinkles gold, the eyebrows are picturesque, the breeze is drunk, and the smile is sweet.Suddenly, Zhong Yi's heart missed a beat, and he grabbed Le Wuyou's hand, trying to pull him into his arms.

Touching his cool wrist with her fingers, Zhong Yi forcibly controlled the urge to embrace, let go of his wrist, and shook her head angrily: "Sorry, I was abrupt again..."

Le Wuyou had enough wine to do everything, smiled freely, flicked his fingers on his forehead, and said with a smile: "You... idiot, there is still a shortage of women. Take a trip to Xiandu to get rid of your dementia."

"Squeak..." A murmur sounded from the side.

The two turned their heads and found that they had come to a gate with mottled vermilion paint. The gate seemed to be in disrepair for a long time, and even one of the auxiliary capital rings on the gate had fallen off.

But at this moment, the door opened halfway quietly without any wind.

The rich aroma of wine gushes out.

"Interesting." Le Wuyou laughed.

Zhong Yi stopped him behind him, looked into the dark and dark door, cupped his hands, and shouted loudly, "I'm Wangyoutang Zhong Yi, I smelled the good wine here with my best friend, and I'm so addicted to alcohol, so I came to visit. "

An extremely old voice came from the shadows inside the door: "Yuelai Inn is the largest inn in Luoyang City."

The two were startled.

The man said again: "The inn is ten miles away from here, are you dog-nosed?"

"..." Zhong Yi looked at Le Wuyou sadly.

The wooden door creaked and made a strange sound, and it was fully opened, revealing the winding backyard with overgrown weeds. The last ray of the setting sun receded into the sky, and the bright moon climbed up the east wall, illuminating an old woman in the courtyard.

She is very old, so old that she should have lost her gender, but she is wearing an extremely gorgeous pomegranate dress, and her head is full of emerald greens. There is a purple peony in full bloom on the hairpin.

Such an old and tender woman sat with her legs outstretched among the weeds under the moon, holding a huge wine jar in her right hand, and was steadily pouring fine wine into the wine dish in her left hand.

Le Wuyou strode in and praised repeatedly: "Good wine! Good wine!"

The woman glanced at him, raised her hand, and threw the porcelain plate full of fine wine over.

Le Wuyou took the wine dish, raised his head and drank.

The woman said slowly: "You brat, are you not afraid of poison in the wine?"

"So what?" Le Wuyou finished drinking a plate of fine wine, returned the plate to the woman, and said with a smile, "With such fine wine as company, even poison is worth getting drunk."

Zhong Yi waved her fan, walked over, crossed her hands, bowed to the bottom, and said calmly: "I think, with the reputation of the hairpin mother, I don't even bother to use such a despicable method as poison."

"Hahaha..." The woman laughed loudly, took a big gulp of wine boldly, and threw the wine dish to Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi took the wine plate, drank the wine in one gulp, and said with a smile: "After the moon is dusk, it is really a pleasure in life to drink a glass of Sang Luo wine."

The courtyard has not been lived in for a long time, and it is full of weeds everywhere. The three of them sat on the ground, each taking a sip, and slowly finished a jar of mulberry wine.

From the bright moon to the sky.

Le Wuyou felt a little drunk, looked up at the bright moon above her head, her eyes blurred.

Zhong Yi's eyes were clear, he looked straight at Granny Hairpin, and asked softly: "I heard that senior lived on the coast of the East China Sea for a long time, why did he appear in Luoyang at this season?"

The mother-in-law said indifferently: "Didn't your boss invite all heroes from all over the world to this gathering?"

"Senior is going to the martial arts conference?" Zhong Yi was surprised.

"What? Can't I go when I'm old?"

"Of course we can go." Zhong Yi said, "One of the martial arts conference this time is to rearrange the five masters of the world; The first two seniors must not be interested in the power of the Demon Valley, so that is the third one? The Demon Valley has harmed the martial arts, and the senior has been hidden for many years. It is really a blessing for the world to appear in Luoyang to uphold justice."

Grandma Zanhua raised her old eyelids and looked at him. She couldn't see any expression on her face, which was so old that she had lost her gender. After a long while, she unconsciously raised her hand to wipe the rouge on her lower lip, and snorted coldly: "You are too noble! , I don’t want to go anymore.”

Zhong Yi: "..."

Le Wuyou swayed her body twice, looked at Granny Hairpin with drunken eyes, imitated her movements, wiped her lower lip, and suddenly shook her head and laughed.