[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

According to the "suicide note" left by Tan Zhao, his body was buried on a high cliff, and the wind blowing over the hills can also carry the thoughts of friends far away.

Yu Yiba lay on his back in front of the tombstone with a root of grass in his mouth.

And on the tombstone, there is impressively written the tomb of Yu Tianbao, a rather simple tomb. Those who don't know it may think it is the cemetery of a rural man, after all, the name has a rustic flavor.

"Second Uncle Stinky, do you think you can buy me off with a jar of wine? Who do you think I am, Yu Yiba!" The more I thought about it, the more irritable Yu Yiba became, and Yu Yiba sat up suddenly, looking at the tombstone and wishing he could dig it open have a look.

But in the end he still shrugged his shoulders, and his voice was slightly mournful: "I'm eighteen this year, tall and straight, I can hit ten of you with one punch, isn't it amazing!"

Ximen Chuuxue is really not a good father, but he really doesn't know martial arts and swordsmanship. As a person who even used martial arts secrets in Kaimeng, it's not surprising that Yu Yiba can achieve a little at this age.

The wind blew, as if it really answered his words. He was very proud of hearing this, and slapped the mud seal of the wine jar with his palm, and the clear aroma of wine came to his nostrils instantly.

There is no doubt that this is a good bottle of wine.

This was his first time drinking alcohol, so Yu Yiba began to ramble on about his experience of living all over the world in these years, and also talked about a person he met a few days ago.

"My father has improved his swordsmanship again. He said he wanted to see you, but I said you didn't want to see him, so he didn't come. He's nothing but swordsmanship, and his life is quite boring."

"When we were six years old, we went out to sea and met a huge fish. Second Uncle, you love fish the most. At that time, I even hid a piece for you. Unfortunately, it stinks and turned into dried salted fish."

"When I was ten years old, I secretly ran to Mount Emei. Uncle Meimei said that it was not that my mother didn't love me. I wanted to surprise her, but she was doing well, so I went back the same way."

"..."

"On my birthday, I received a letter from Uncle Meimei. Second Uncle, your handwriting is still so ugly, but which Second Uncle do you think has you so carefree? On my nephew's birthday, I only send jars of wine..."

"That night, I went out for a walk and met a strange man. He was wearing a bamboo hat and I couldn't see his face. I heard the man say a word from a long distance away."

"Guess what?"

Seems to have sold out, Yu Yiba finally said: "He said—after all, you won."

"Second Uncle, are you happy?"

"It should be happy, because I still like the name Yu Yiba better than the name Ximen Rui. It would be better if it is called Tan Yiba, but I was afraid that you would look for me in the middle of the night, so I didn't change it."

"Also, I don't learn swords."

"Actually, I know that you are not my second uncle."

"..."

There is no logic, as if to tell all the experience of the past fourteen years, the sun is gradually setting to the west, and the wine in the wine jar is quickly exhausted, the young and handsome little knight is flushed, and suddenly his face blooms. He smiled, as if he saw the person he had always wanted to see in his dream.

He muttered, and the night wind carried it far away, as if to say: Second Uncle, I will live a good life, and so will you.

"Tsk, this damn child actually spoils good wine like this!"

On the hill, at some point, two figures appeared, the redness in the distance dyed the sky, reflecting the faces of the two people, they were naturally Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou also held a jar of wine, which was exactly the same as the empty one on the ground.

——This is the plum blossom brewed by Tan Zhao many years ago when he was bored in Wanmei Villa. There are only two jars in the world. Now, after the precipitation of time, it has become a dense and long-lasting fine wine.

14 years have passed, time does not seem to have left too many traces on the two of them, Lu Xiaofeng is still the same Lu Xiaofeng, and Huamanlou is still the same Huamanlou.

"Tan Zhao, long time no see."

As the only two people who knew that their old friend was not actually dead, the mood of the two of them was obviously more relaxed, not like they came to visit a grave, but more like they came...to have a drink.

"Hey, I said how stingy Second Uncle is, so there's still another jar! Uncle Eyebrows, you're not real!"

I don't know when, Yu Yiba, who was drunk next to him, jumped up and headed towards the wine jar with a tiger pounce. Uncle, look at the good friends you made!"

"Hmph! He has the ability to make him come to me in the middle of the night!"

The two are clearly more than 20 years apart in age, but when they started arguing, they seemed like people of the same age. Hua Manlou held a glass of wine and silently moved away from the two of them. At some point, the moon quietly climbed into the sky.

He looked up, the cool moonlight was beautiful, like the scene in his dream.

Speaking of it, he didn't know why he was able to see it, but one day suddenly, when he woke up and opened his eyes, he could see the curtain above his head. The purple curtain with tassels was really beautiful.

But there are not many times to see it, about thirty days a year, with a certain randomness, but even so, he is very happy.It is a good thing to see this world in your lifetime.

Hua Manlou naturally understood that such a miraculous thing was probably done because Tan Zhao had listened to what he told about the past before he left.

This man's heart was unexpectedly soft.

The turbid wine entered the intestines, sweet and sweet, and had an endless aftertaste. Before Hua Manlou put down the wine glass, he was dragged in front of Lu Xiaofeng: "Come on, hurt each other! I can't drink it, and you don't even want to drink it." !"

"You little bastard, isn't it enough to swallow a whole pot! With such a dark heart, no wonder no little girl likes you until now!"

"Do you think everyone is like you, you big radish!"

"..."

Huamanlou suddenly missed Tan Zhao even more.

In the end, I was tired from the quarrel, and I finished drinking all the wine. The three of them lay side by side in a tomb, the sky is boundless moonlight, and the cliff behind them is far away. After today, these thoughts will be carried away with the wind.

"Hey, how are you?"

In another time and space, Tan Zhao woke up from a dream. He opened his eyes, suddenly smiled, and said silently: Well, I'm fine.

Afterwards, Mr. Tan, who was tired of investigating the case, fell into sleep again.

**

On the second day, another person stepped up the hill.

The man was wearing a bamboo hat and a scholar's uniform, and he could tell that he was a gentleman with good manners as he walked.

He walked extremely slowly, but his back was very straight. When he reached the tomb, the gentleman took off his bamboo hat, revealing a dark face. facial features.

He doesn't speak.

After a long time, he sneered slightly at the tombstone, then turned around and left leisurely.