Brewmaster

Huarong opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Shi Mu's face.Then, on the roof of the carriage, a small sachet was hanging on a beam in the middle, which was gently placed.

At the same time, there was a familiar shaking from under her body, and Huarong's face turned pale and she was about to turn over and sit up.

Shi Mu pressed Huarong, and said: "You just woke up, and when you turn over like this, I don't guarantee that you will kneel down with weakness." After finishing speaking, Shi Mu let go of his grip.

Hua Rong sat up at once, her eyes flickered for a while before leaning against the carriage and panting deeply.

"Where are we going now?" Huarong asked after a while.

"I don't know." Shi Mu also leaned against the carriage, feeling a little cramped, leaning on Huarong's shoulder.Due to long-term martial arts training, Huarong's shoulders are not as thin as ordinary teenagers, but rather thick, muscular and tough, but not painful.

Shi Mu moaned comfortably, closing his eyes as if he was sleepy.

"Aren't you going to the capital? Anyway, as long as you go south, you will always arrive." Shi Mu made a raving voice.

Shi Mu's hair hangs down to Huarong's chest, Huarong picks up a strand and twists it in her hand, it's slippery like water.

"How long have I been asleep." Hua Rong simply changed the subject.

"Obviously passed out." Shi Mu said softly, shaking his head, the strands of hair in Huarong's hands fell, and Huarong picked up another strand and rubbed it in his hands.

"You haven't slept for long. After you fell down, I took you to find a carriage, and you woke up not long after." Shi Mu opened the curtain and looked, "It wasn't long after I came out of the forest. It will take a while for the coachman to go to the nearest city in the south."

After coming out of the woods and going up to the right road, the road became a lot smoother, Hua Rong didn't feel dizzy anymore, she got used to the shaking of the carriage a little bit, her face looked better, and she no longer leaned on the side with her eyes closed.

Huarong felt better, so she was free to do other things.Shi Mu leaned on Huarong's shoulder in a daze, with his hair loose, Huarong picked up Shi Mu's hair and twisted it in his hands, like an addiction, until the burrs of Shi Mu's hair were blown up.

When the carriage entered the city, the sky became dim, and a bright red fire cloud in the sky was about to stain the top of the carriage.

There was noise all around, and the hawkers selling snacks on the street shouted even louder.

The various buildings in the city look very outdated. There is no night market in such a small town, so the vendors try their best to sell out their goods before the sun goes down, so they can pack up and go home early.

Shi Mu frowned, rubbed his head on Huarong's shoulder and slowly woke up, sat up in a daze, with his messy hair on his head.

Looking at Shi Mu's watery eyes, which were half-opened because he had just woken up, coupled with his bristly hair, Huarong, who was the culprit, smiled unkindly.

Shi Mu hadn't fully woken up yet, but he seemed to have sensed Huarong's malicious intentions, so he cast a glance at Huarong.

"I remember you bought a comb before, take it out." Hua endured a smile, and decided to comb Shi Mu's hair kindly.

Shi Mu's mind was still chaotic, subconsciously he opened his hand, and a wooden comb appeared in his hand, Huarong reached out to take it, lifted Shi Mu's hair, and combed it gently.

Shi Mu's hair was easy to comb, and it was smoothed out quickly, and Huarong let go of her hand, and it fell down like silk.

Shi Mu stared blankly at the movements of Huarong's fingertips, gradually came to his senses, and suddenly blushed a little.

Huarong's fingertips passed through Shi Mu's black hair. Because he held the sword for a long time, his palms were a little calloused, which was not ugly, but very textured.The face is very white, the faint blue veins are protruding, and the bones on the back of the hand cast light shadows on the back of the hand from time to time with the movements of the fingers.

Shi Mu didn't know if it was because he didn't wake up, but he actually felt that these hands... were a little sexy.

No one has ever combed Shi Mu's hair, Shi Mu doesn't need it, and no one has the honor.

After all, he is a fairy.

Huarong can be regarded as the first ordinary mortal in Kaitianpidi who can comb the hair of an immortal, and the immortal opposite him doesn't even want to avoid it at all.

After Huarong combed her hair smoothly, she put the comb back in Shi Mu's hand, stretched out her hand to stroke it, and then put it down.Seeing that Shi Mu was still in a daze, and moved her fingertips, Huarong suppressed the urge to ruffle Shi Mu's hair again.

A fairy who has woken up is not easy to mess with.

"You're back to your senses," Huarong shook her hand in front of Shi Mu's eyes, "Why are you so sleepy today?"

"Ah?" Shi Mu almost jumped up as if startled, "What are you talking about?"

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Shi Mu suppressed his inexplicable panic, patted his cheek to cool down the heat on his face.He didn't care what Huarong said again.

The carriage slowed down.

Shi Mu avoided his face with some unease and opened the curtain to take a look.The coachman took people directly to the inn in the city, saving Huarong and the others.

Hua Rong and Shi Mu got out of the car, sent the coachman away, and went directly to the inn.

This inn can be regarded as a relatively "luxury" place in the city, otherwise the coachman wouldn't bring people here directly.

There are still many people sitting on the first floor of the inn, and they seem to be eating.There were also quite a few bandit-like men who were drinking. There were big pots of meat on the table, and big knives were placed on the side of the table.

The other guests sat in the corner of the hall as if they were being bullied, talking in a low voice, interrupted by the laughter of those big guys from time to time.

Huarong frowned, obviously not liking such a scene.

Shi Mu didn't care, after leaving the small space of the carriage, he felt that he had come back normally, and he didn't feel awkward anymore, so he grabbed Huarong and walked in: "I saw the sign just now, I want to eat wontons. "

Huarong could only follow in.

No matter which empty table you are going to, you must pass by those reckless men, Shi Mu grabs Huarong and calmly walks through them.

The smell of wine and meat mixed with the sweat of those people permeated the air, and those reckless men didn't care about it, and they still talked about some nasty jokes, bursting into loud laughter from time to time.

The blue veins on the back of Huarong's hands popped up, jumping chugs, Shi Mu patted Huarong's hand, glanced at the few reckless men, and said, "Don't worry, these people won't live long."

Shi Mu's voice was not loud, but I don't know if it was because of bad things about people, but those reckless men heard it all at once, and stood up one after another, trying to surround Shi Mu and Huarong.

"It was you who spoke just now? How dare you say that your grandfather and I will not live long?" one of them spoke.

"Brother, you see that the boy is beautiful, like a little girl, maybe he is deliberately trying to attract your attention." Another big man next to him laughed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he flew out.

With a "click", Huarong's sword in the umbrella returned to the scabbard.

As soon as the big man came to his senses, someone around him immediately chased him to see the situation, and the big man wanted to do something when he got angry.

Shi Mu "hummed" for a while: "It's just..."

"It's just that you don't have a long life! Wei Dahu makes it easy for me to find you!"

Before Shi Mu finished speaking, another voice intervened.

Shi Mu and Hua Rong looked in the direction of the door. The person who came was about 20 years old. The lavender robe was embroidered with gold trim, and he wore a jade crown on his head. Like a rich man, he wore a sword, and the hilt was covered with Gold and silver jewelry, sparkling.

The rich young man was about to rush forward as he spoke, but suddenly a small hand stretched out beside him to hold him. Hands stand aside.

In this way, the person behind him was immediately revealed, it turned out to be a young girl, the young girl walked up to the front, cast a glance at him, and he stood up straight as if frightened, pretending nothing happened.

The girl also seemed to be furious, and actually walked towards Wei Dahu.

The original guests all left when they saw that the atmosphere was not right, Shi Mu looked around, pulled Huarong to find a table and sat down, and waved to the shivering Xiao Er who was hiding under the table.

Xiaoer hesitantly walked over to Shi Mu's side step by step, when Shi Mu saw it, he burst out laughing "puchi" and said, "Go, make me two bowls of wontons."

Xiao Er, as if he had received an amnesty, disappeared without a trace.

Shi Mu actually planned to sit and watch a play while eating wontons.

It is said that the girl stood in front of Wei Dahu with her arms folded, and said loudly, "Wei Dahu, let me ask you a question! Did you take the skylark away!"

Wei Dahu glanced obscenely at the girl, and then said, "Huh? Skylark? Who is that—" Wei Dahu glanced at the reckless men standing behind him as he spoke.

"Skylark, didn't the little girl brought back by my brother two days ago, I remember her name, right?" One of them said, looking at the people around him.

The rest of the people nodded.

"Yes, brother, that's the one."

"Ah! She looks pretty, but it's a pity..."

Wei Dahu made a voice of sudden realization: "Ah—I see, why? I, Wei Dahu, want her to be Mrs. Yazhai, but who knows if she will die, then I have no choice but to satisfy her and let her die. "After Wei Dahu finished speaking, he still smiled, and he didn't seem to care.

The girl became angry at once: "You are a fucking scum!" The girl said, and took out a bell with her backhand, flicked her wrist, and a thin thread was thrown from the bell and cut at Wei Dahu.

Wei Dahu grabbed the big knife on the table to block it, unexpectedly, the girl took out a few bells earlier, weaving thin threads into a net in her hand, and rushed towards Wei Dahu.

That thin line is no ordinary thing.

The girl rushed over to Wei Dahu, and the thin thread wrapped Wei Dahu all over him. Wei Dahu became furious as soon as he realized it, and roared like a wild animal.

The rope was tightened, Wei Dahu kept struggling, but the girl's strength was no match for such a strong man, the bell in her hand was jingling, and the girl was almost unable to hold it.

With a "swish", the bell flew out of the girl's hand, and Wei Dahu was free at once, turning around and rushing towards the girl with a big knife in his hand.

But someone was faster than Wei Dahu, a cold light flashed, Wei Dahu fell down with blood on his neck, a "bang" sound shook the dust all over the ground, he didn't get up for a long time, and he died.

The girl stomped her feet angrily: "Lingling!"

Another voice said: "I'm sorry, my hands are a bit heavy." It just sounded insincere and even resentful.

In fact, no matter whether it is a rich man or a young girl, they don't care about such a life, let alone they are obviously looking for revenge.

Walking in the rivers and lakes is not playing tricks. People who are too naive will not live long.

The girl's panic was only because someone had interfered in her battle.

When the other big men saw this scene, they scattered like birds and beasts, and at most dragged Wei Dahu's body away.

Human feelings are warm and cold, but that's all.

All of a sudden the hall was empty, except for Shi Mu and Hua Rong, there was only a girl, a rich man and another boy left.

Speechless for a while.

Shi Mu's wontons were served as early as when the girl and Wei Dahu were confronting each other, Xiaoer ran over in a panic and nearly toppled the wontons, apologized hastily, and then disappeared again.

Shi Mu pushed a bowl of wontons in front of Huarong, but Huarong didn't move.

At this time, Shi Mu was swallowing a mouthful of wontons, and said faintly, "Look, I said he won't live long."

The sound was not loud, but it was quiet at this time, and everyone in the hall could hear it.

The rich young man looked at Shi Mu all at once.

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