give me a chance to be a good person

The fight lasted for several days.

During this period of time, Shang Shijing traveled all over the city to inquire about the book sales situation, and found that the author Xuehai Master was actually very famous, and the books were sold out very quickly.The owner of the bookstore loves to roll his eyes to eat melon seeds, and naturally there are also enthusiastic ones who drag him on for a while, so Shang Shijing learned that Master Xuehai is very famous among the female monks, and many daughters of the rich family took "He" fantasizes as a modest gentleman who knows women well and is considerate, so he is highly sought after.

Well...fantasies are always good.

The qin player in the opposite inn didn't know what happened to him recently, the sadness in the sound of the qin became more and more intense, he no longer sang, occasionally accompanied by the melodious xiao sound, but he was quickly defeated, gradually do not smell.Shang Shijing developed a habit of opening the window to listen to the piano every day, but he also discovered one thing, whether he was talked to by the patrol army, that the piano player never played the piano late at night.

Another interesting situation is...

Every time soon after Wu Lang came back, the qin player would start playing the qin.

The people living in the opposite inn should also be monks who came to fight, but they are just people in the right way.The situation of this fight was very tragic, both sides were killed and injured, the player of the piano might be Song Wuhe, or it might just be a disciple of the Zhengdao sect who found it difficult to accept life and death for the first time.

Today is the end of the martial arts fight. Shang Shijing knew well that after this martial arts fight, the righteous way won miserably. Although it looked better, the treasure of the Kunlun Palace has never been returned, and many elite disciples have been damaged; the evil way The casualties were similar, especially Yue Wuchang's son died, but there was no damage to the magic weapon.

Among monks, life is as thin as paper.

Whether the qin player is Song Wuhe or not will be known after tonight.

Wu Lang has been very concerned about Shang Shijing these past few days. I don't know if it's because he always goes out to help out during the day, which makes him feel like he has neglected Shang Shijing. He always brings back something to eat and play with. After discovering that Shang Shijing was reading that day, he would often bring him some strange novels.Shang Shijing knew well that the other party was only caring for Shang Shijing, but he still couldn't control his closeness to Wu Lang.

Sometimes when it was late at night, Wu Lang would even take him to bypass the patrolling army, and the two of them would go to a small restaurant that was still open in the middle of the night to get some drinks and food, and listen to ordinary people bragging.Many people in the world have their own bitterness, hotness and sourness. Those who go to the wine shop include gamblers who were kicked out of the house by their mothers-in-law, and homeless old alcoholics who get drunk all day... All living beings, laughing and cursing, are all here. Inside a small restaurant.

Wu Lang seemed to be very familiar with some old drunkards in this restaurant, those people often came to borrow Wu Lang's money, although they didn't have much money, but their attitude was very rude.Shang Shijing is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, he looks knowledgeable and appropriate, but his heart is as solid as ice, and there is a layer of separation from everyone. He treats others politely, and he also sees others treat him politely, neither Make trouble for anyone, and don't want anyone to make trouble for him.

There were many friends in the previous life, but they were not very affectionate.

As for now...he and Fat Whale are grasshoppers bound together on the same boat, and he still has to weigh three points of Fat Whale's habits in his heart. Forget about these strangers.

Tonight is very important, Shang Shijing thought that Song Wuhe might go to collect "Zhu Cheng's head" in the middle of the night, so Wu Lang repeatedly invited him to go to the wine shop again, but he also refused.

Shang Shijing stood by the window for a long while, but the sound of the zither did not sound today, maybe he was wrong, that person was not Song Wuhe at all, he retreated from the room after the fight, or Song Wuhe didn't leave today Intend.The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, he turned around and rushed down the stairs, looking for it along the road he had traveled so many times, but seeing Wu Lang walking alone in the night, he felt awkward all over. up.

In the past, Wu Lang was not such an entangled character. He was very considerate and gentle, and he would not let others encounter even a little trouble. If he had rejected him once, he would never say anything more.

This time, Wu Lang repeatedly invited, maybe... maybe there was something very important.

Shang Shijing also felt that he was in a daze. The troubles between Song Wuhe and Zhu Cheng were bound to cause trouble if he missed it. He was still wondering if there was something wrong with Wu Lang. Big deal.

but……

But for many days, there was only Wu Lang who cared about his loneliness, cared about his lack of appetite, and even worried about his upset mood.

No matter how terrible Wu Lang once made him feel, these days, Shang Shijing could feel this person's considerate care and care.For so many days, I didn't fall into fear and distress and go crazy, at least Wu Lang should take most of the credit, no matter whether it's because I got these things through this body, I can't deny Wu Lang's contribution.

It was as if Wu Lang didn't want him to be disappointed and sad.

He also didn't want Wu Lang to be so lost.

"Brother, if you don't wait for me, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time." Shang Shijing settled down, and then said to Wu Lang in front of him.

Wu Lang turned around abruptly, with surprise in his eyes, he paused for a moment, then quickly returned to his usual expression, and asked Shang Shijing, "Is your business not urgent?"

Shang Shijing said indifferently: "There is still time to drink a bowl of wine."

Of course it's tight!

If you don't show such a lonely appearance, my affairs can be more urgent!

Shang Shijing scolded in his heart that beauty misleads others, annoyed himself for not living up to expectations, while honestly followed Wu Lang to the wine shop.Those old drunkards who often came to borrow money had set up tables early on. On the table were salted peanuts and fennel beans, as well as a plate of sliced ​​lotus root, with sticky shreds of sugar, which seemed sweet.

When Wu Lang and Shang Shijing came to sit down, an old alcoholic surnamed Yue laughed and said, "Today we won't just eat wine, we are in a good mood and things are ready, I invite you to a banquet today."

This statement is a bit ingenious. These drunkards don’t have much money, and they even spend money on drinking on weekdays, let alone any appetizers. They call it eating wine, which means that they only drink alcohol wholeheartedly and have nothing else to do. When you have some money, you can buy a few dishes of food and drink, and each person will gather a plate to save money and have more dishes, which is also called a banquet.

The words are particular, but the person who speaks is not. Shang Shijing doesn't get along well with people in the market. In modern times, even the aunts who sell vegetables in the vegetable market can comment on the country's major affairs and speak out. You can see the information The era of the Big Bang is not false; however, the common people here have limited vision, vulgar speech, and no idea what etiquette is.

Shang Shijing is not someone who would embarrass others, every time he came with Wu Lang, he didn't talk too much, just drank quietly, if someone wanted to bring the topic up to him, he would dismiss it with a few words, the post was gentle, but a little bookish After a while, these old drunkards also sensed that he was different from Wu Lang, they knew Shang Shijing was a scholar when they heard Shang Shijing's gentle and kind words, and couldn't help feeling awed, so they didn't dare to talk to him.

Among the common people, the status of scholars is still very high. The old drunkard felt that Wu Lang was closer to him, but he also felt that his words were well-spoken. Shang Shijing, who looked polite but indifferent, was the real powerful scholar. .

After drinking for three rounds, everyone was a little bit drunk. An old alcoholic with small eyes narrowed his eyes and grinned, showing his yellow teeth. He put a lame foot on the bench and sated Hiccup was full of wine, but let out a breath.Shang Shijing was sitting next to his hand, feeling sick because of the fish in the pond, couldn't help feeling the urge to leave as soon as possible, and heard the small-eyed alcoholic say: "This time, we three old bastards have been thinking about it for half a year, and finally It's over, the old man Guan is not serious, a concubine who is still thinking about his age, making such a big noise just to make the little girl smile, he is really shameless, but it is also fortunate that he is shameless and gave us a space to let us do whatever we want Try it, so as not to flood the city, this time is just right, you are lucky."

Another calmer old man Su smiled, pinched a fennel bean, rubbed it between his fingers for a long time before peeling off the outer skin, threw it into his mouth and said: "I see, you have no choice but to be shameless, Be jealous of others."

The small-eyed alcoholic chuckled and said: "That little girl is like a little white sheep. The old man stripped her naked, which is probably similar to a boiled old white sheep. I have nothing to be jealous of. If I take off my naked body, that's a big deal." A good guy who is as powerful as a dragon and a tiger!"

Old Yue Jiugui sneered and said, "Do you know what is dragon spirit and tiger fierceness? Listening to the old man Guan say a few words about his nephew, you still have to follow suit."

"The spirit of a dragon is as powerful as a tiger." The drunkard with small eyes showed an obscene smile, "Can I not know this word to describe a half-year-old?"

Shang Shijing took a sip of wine calmly, and he didn't know how Wu Lang endured this. The other party was squinting his eyes to enjoy the faint smell of water and wine, as if he didn't hear anything, waiting for this weak smell of wine After passing, he said slowly: "Then let's go and have a look."

The three old men took out a cloth bag from their belts, and they didn't think it was dirty, and poured their own vegetables into it. And again, in the end, he didn't say anything, just followed Wu Lang, led by the three old men, to the unknown road ahead.

In fact, upon hearing this, Shang Shijing probably understood that Wu Lang probably needed these three old men for something.

But why, it happened to be these three mortals.

The author has something to say: I feel that everyone should guess what it is 23333333

In ancient times, there were indeed drunkards who only drank alcohol, at most with salt grains.

But the three old men here are just poor