[Comprehensive martial arts] The correct domestication method of the first killer

The beginning of the story is probably a painting boat on the Qinhuai River, brightly lit and mixed with streamers, I can’t remember it clearly, but I only remember the actor playing the pipa and singing softly, with a sweet voice and a graceful figure.

The early sun on the leaves and the rain, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and lotus are lifted one by one.

Fenghe didn't, but he lifted someone out of the water.

Everyone laughed at the banquet, and someone casually decided on a name for him.

Su Muzhe.

The man also said that when you get on the boat, you are the guests, so there is no reason not to entertain them well.

So the music started again, and I was dragged aside, unconscious and surrounded by people.

High-knot cloud clothes and palace-style makeup, a spring breeze of Du Weiniang.

Hua Niang leaned against him with a charming smile, the smell of sweet powder made people dizzy, and the colorful clothes and decorations were so bright that only an outline could be seen under the light.

Have a drink, have another drink~~

Hot wine is three qian, and you can only rest when you get drunk!

If you don't drink it, the slave family will not follow it~~

Wet like a dead fish, he was fished out of the Qinhuai River and drank glass after glass of wine. The smell of low-quality wine poured into his intestines and rushed into his brain. He was thrown into the river again, and the icy water flooded his head, trying to drill into his body, the smell of alcohol was poured into his lungs, and the dirty river water was poured into his lungs, surging and undulating, engulfing the past that he hadn't had time to recall Sink into the bottom of the river together.

cold...so cold...can't breathe...so painful...

Probably... dying soon...

Panting heavily and waking up, Su Muzhe realized that he had fallen asleep again. He rubbed the two vertical and horizontal scars on his face, but couldn't find any relevant memories.

When he woke up dying on the bank of the river, there were only two things left in his empty head, one was killing people, the other was brewing wine, and everything else was blank.

"Brother! Another two liang of wine!" The guest shouted loudly, Su Muzhe responded, poured two liang of wine on his head and sent it up. In the big rough pottery wine bowl, the aroma of the clarified wine was intoxicating.

No matter what, there is no need to keep all the past, and it is a blessing that many people can't dream of.

The cicadas were singing, the summer wind was sultry, it was already midnight, and the guests in his cramped small restaurant gradually left, only a few were sitting and chatting.

The elegant fragrance hit, Su Mu covered his face, and he could see that the flowers above his head were all over the building, accompanied by the fragrant and moving summer wind.

This is the boundary of Jiangnan, the downstairs of Baihua.

Today, the lights of Baihualou are still off in the middle of the night, it must be that the host has a visitor, and happily talks with candles at night, but unfortunately, although this visitor is hospitable, he is quite absent-minded.

There was no response even after two or three sentences, Hua Manlou smiled and said: "You look like this, could it be that you are sitting on a pegboard?"

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly came back to his senses, and sighed a long time: "If it's a nail board, maybe I can still sit still, but after this good wine, I really can't sit still!" Saying so, he couldn't help but stretched his neck and looked out the window Look, I wish I could suck up the fine wine downstairs.

Hua Manlou knew why Lu Xiaofeng was restless. Although he was not addicted to alcohol, he had a good friend who was dead drunk. As soon as the wine stall downstairs opened, he knew that it would attract countless drunkards—such fragrant wine, The taste must be very good too.

That being said, he has little communication with the boss downstairs. He grows his flowers, he sells his wine, and they don't interfere with each other and they live in peace.

The wine downstairs is really fragrant, so fragrant that Lu Xiaofeng's heart is scratching his heart and itching unbearably. Seeing that there are fewer and fewer guests downstairs, and the boss blows out the candles to prepare for closing, he still can't hold back, and turns over from the window, " Store wait! I still want to buy wine!"

Hua Manlou shook his head and laughed, got up and went downstairs, kept Lu Xiaofeng here for a long time, let him see that he couldn't drink, sat on pins and needles, enough teasing.If he was really asked to wait until tomorrow, this chick might not be able to sleep tonight.

Hearing the sound, Su Muzhe kept tidying up, and said, "I have already put away the tables and chairs. If the guests don't mind, they can just sit on the cabinet."

The cabinet he mentioned refers to the row of small cabinets placed against the wall, inside which are placed wine bowls and jugs, etc., the height is no more than about the waist, and it can be used to sit on.

"It's a great thing to be able to sit next to fine wine." Lu Xiaofeng laughed, and jumped to sit on the low cabinet, next to which were neatly stacked wine jars, so close together, the alluring aroma of the wine was even more The wine bug in his stomach was ready to move, and he swallowed hard, "I won't say much else, the store will bring two jars of wine first to satisfy my hunger?"

Su Muzhe moved a chair for the later Huamanlou, without turning his head, "The wine is next to it, guests can take it by themselves."

Hearing what he said, Lu Xiaofeng hugged the jar of wine without even thinking about it, opened the mud seal and took a big gulp, the mouth was clear, a raging fire seemed to be ignited from his throat, it rolled all the way to his stomach, burning his whole body It was all hot, and the heat penetrated into the limbs and bones, and the aftertaste was tumbling with a very mellow aftertaste.

"Good wine!" Lu Xiaofeng's eyes brightened, and he praised.

With such words, Su Muzhe's ears were almost callused these days, and he didn't answer his words. He squatted down and took out a small wine jar from the cabinet and handed it to Hua Manlou, "Please drink."

Hua Manlou smiled and said: "The shop owner is too polite." He wanted to decline politely, but after living next to him for so many days, he also knew something about this person's temperament, so he just reached out and took it.

The rough pottery wine jar is not meticulously made, the mud seal firmly locks the aroma inside, and a shallow mark can be felt on the corner, which is probably the mark of the store.

Hua Manlou touched it carefully, and vaguely discerned a word Su.

Lu Xiaofeng drank up a jar of wine, and came over, "The shop actually has good wine hidden away, Qi Tong, you said that you don't know the shop well, are you lying to me?" While talking, his eyes rolled on the wine jar, licking His lips were itchy.

Not to mention that he is not promising, the wine in this store is really good that he has never tasted in his life. Taste the temptation.

Su Mu covered her lips and said after a while, "You saved me."

Hua Manlou was stunned for a moment before realizing, "It's you?"

"Yeah." Su Muzhe was a little shy, and turned his head to hide the blush on his face.

He was washed to the bank of the river, and if Huamanlou hadn't rescued him when passing by, he would have died long ago.But at that time, Hua Manlou sent him to the hospital because he was in a hurry, and left some money for him to spend and recover from his injuries. Later, he asked someone to inquire about it, only to find out that Su Muzhe woke up the next day and took advantage of it. He left in a hurry at night, and there was no more news.

Su Muzhe had nowhere to go after leaving the medical center, followed his instincts to do a few life deals to save up some capital, relied on his vague memory to find Baihualou, and opened a wine stall to spend his days.

Fortunately, he still has the memory of wine in his mind, so he can dig out a lot of hidden wine in the ruins covered by poor mountains and rivers.

The ruins may be my past residence. In my memory, I still have the scene of the peach groves that were burnt by fire, but there are only trees full of flowers, and under the trees are buried hundreds of altars of wine that were once brewed.

I don’t remember why it was brewed, and I don’t remember why it was hidden.

In the blank past, only wine and blood can be found.

Huamanlou opened the mud seal, and the soaring aroma of wine rushed out from the mouth of the small jar, condensing into wisps of white gas in the air, and exploding the endless mellow aroma.

If it wasn't for some rationality left to force himself to control himself, the moment Lu Xiaofeng smelled the aroma, he would have rushed up, picked up the jar and poured it vigorously. It was the most difficult thing to watch. He covered his nose and took a few steps back, squatting on the ground with a sad face, his whole body was itchy. I have to be clamoring for a drink.

Yu Zudi hugged another jar of wine, he silently comforted himself that this would be good too.

Huamanlou heard Lu Xiaofeng sigh, and couldn't help laughing, knowing that his old friend might be addicted to alcohol.

Bow your head and take a sip of the wine in the altar. The aroma of this wine is so domineering, but it is very warm in the mouth. The aroma fills the mouth and spreads carefully on the taste buds. It is very light and clear at first, and it will become more and more mellow after a while , can vaguely distinguish several kinds of floral fragrances, mixed together speciously, forming a more sensual aura, that is the aura that flowers can only have when they are in full bloom, and when they are almost decayed and withered, the most charming and charming, It also reveals the sadness that the end is coming.

The longer the wine is kept, the hotter it will be, and the place where it flows feels cold when it is boiling hot. The flowers are about to wither, no matter how bright and warm it is, it is impossible not to feel desolate. Come back from above, soothing everything softly, harvest in autumn and store in winter, everything changes, the flowers fall, and new shoots sprout in the coming year, and it goes round and round, year after year, without stopping.

"Good wine." Hua Manlou sighed softly, and he already felt that all the wine he had drunk in the first half of his life was in vain.

Su Muzhe smiled happily. When he smiled, two dimples appeared on his face, which added a little childishness.

"Qitong..." Lu Xiaofeng stared at the wine in Huamanlou's hand, squatting on the ground rubbing it, feeling tired all over, with wrinkled brows and eyes, looking pitiful.

Hua Manlou turned his head to Su Muzhe, and said with a smile, "My friend is really pitiful, shopkeeper, would you like to share with him?"

Su Muzhe took a glance at Lu Xiaofeng, and lightly put away the smile on his face, "You can do whatever you want."

Only then did Hua Manlou pass the wine jar to Lu Xiaofeng, making him eager to take a sip.

Before drinking, Lu Xiaofeng frowned, but after drinking, he frowned even more and sighed.

"Such a good wine, why are you sighing?" Hua Manlou asked.

"It's because this wine is so good that I have to sigh." Lu Xiaofeng made a bitter face, and couldn't help but smack his mouth in recollection, "After drinking such a good wine, all other wines will turn into slop, what do you tell me in the future? manage?"

"Wouldn't that just make you quit drinking?" Hua Manlou said narrowly, "Alcohol wears your intestines. If you drink less, you may live a few more days."

"I'd rather die in the wine jar, and being a ghost in the fine wine jar is also romantic." Lu Xiaofeng curled her lips, stood up straight and reached out to pat Su Muzhe, "It's fate to meet, can the shopkeeper do you a favor and have a drink with me and make friends? ?”

Feeling a palm wind coming, Su Muzhe shrank and slipped under his palm without even thinking about it, his steps were light and easy, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help praising: "Good skill!"

Su Mu brushed the dust off his clothes, and said, "Don't touch me casually." God knows how hard it took him just now to restrain himself from directly choking his neck.

"Hey..." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, feeling a little embarrassed, after careful observation, he saw that there was no angry expression on Su Muzhi's face, and then he said, "I was abrupt, please forgive me."

Hua Manlou divided the wine in the altar into three bowls and handed them to Su Muzhe, "Make friends?"

"Okay." Su Muzhe took the wine in his hand and drank it down in one gulp, his brows and eyes were a little more gentle.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, honestly took his share of wine and drank it.

The author has something to say:

This pit... I... finally... going to attack the male god...

Thinking about it, I'm still a little shy [cover face]

According to the old almanac, it is advisable to break ground today, dig a hole decisively without explaining

The name is very casual, so please don’t worry about it. When I named it, I happened to be discussing Su Muzhe with my friends, so I came up with such a name. As for what the discussion is about...

Ye Shang Chu Yang Gan Su Yu... We have always commented that it is the most obscene Song Ci ever memorized in high school [laughs but the male lead is still very serious [Er Kang's hands]