Putting Peng Changsheng on the wooden bench, Quan Moxian shouted, "Shopkeeper, come and have a pot of strong tea."
The thicker the better, and you have to decant it!
The stall was set up by a hunchbacked old man, he had some ears behind his back, and Quan Moxian said it loudly again before he understood.
Along with the strong tea, there is also a bowl of steaming ravioli.
It turns out that this stall not only sells tea, but also some simple supper.
Quan Moxian said in his heart: I didn't call it wonton?
He glanced at the old man's smile and calloused hands, and couldn't bear to refuse.
Since he was behind his ears, he must have heard it wrong.
It just so happened that after a night of tossing, I was hungry in my belly.
The old man brought two empty bowls over and poured the smoke-filled tea into the bowls.
The weather is cold, and after a while, strong tea can be eaten.
Quan Moxian helped Peng Changsheng and poured him two large bowls of strong tea, which made his eyes straight.
After a while, he heard a gurgling sound in his belly, Quan Moxian hurriedly helped him to the ditch by the alley, and Peng Changsheng vomited over the river and the sea.
Fortunately, the winter wind was strong, and the cold wind carried away this unpleasant sour smell.
After vomiting, Peng Changsheng no longer talked nonsense, but his body was a little prostration, lying on the table of the tea stall, and he fell asleep.
Quan Moxian shook his head helplessly, forget it, he was hurt by love, let him sleep for a while!
The fairy of the Fang family was destined not to be able to get it.
After experiencing love calamity, he will mature.
The wontons on the table are a little cold at the moment.
He didn't care, picked up the chopsticks and ate them.
The black figure curled up in the corner of the wall saw all this in Quan Moxian's eyes.
When he finished eating, he moved to this side with great effort, and said hoarsely: "This master, it's cold, can you invite the grass people to eat a bowl of wontons?"
” Hearing this voice, Quan Moxian's heart struck.
He must have heard it somewhere, and the sound was a sign of danger.
It's just that he can't remember this moment.
Quan Moxian's gaze inadvertently swept over Peng Changsheng, who was sleeping at the desk, and the hunchbacked old man who was sitting by the stove to keep warm, and said quietly: "Naturally." ” There was an alarm in his heart, and Peng Changsheng and the hunchbacked old man had no power to fight back.
Can't risk them, Quan Moxian quickly made a decision in his heart and shouted: "Shopkeeper, another bowl of wontons!"
” The black figure slowly straightened up, leaning over and slowly walking towards the tea stand.
He was not tall, and his gray hair was tossed by the wind.
When he got closer, Quan Moxian found that he was amazingly thin, and the cloth robe on his body couldn't tell how long he had been wearing, it was worn and old, and there were holes in several places.
He looked like a homeless old beggar.
However, his intuition told Quan Moxian that this person was definitely not as simple as it seemed.
The steaming wontons were brought up, and the man took a deep breath before picking up the spoon and eating them one by one.
In an instant, a large bowl of wontons was at the bottom.
His hand holding the bowl was strong, and the joints were thick and distinct, looking like eagle's talons.
It didn't match his age and down-and-out situation.
Quan Moxian's gaze fell on his right waist, and then slowly retracted. found the location where Quan Moxian looked, he covered it and coughed violently a few times, and said with a desolate smile: "People are old, useless!"
” As he coughed, spit flew everywhere.
Quan Moxian didn't even frown, and asked gently, "Old man, how should I call it?"
” "Where else can a fallen person be called?
Just call me Old Man Liu.
His eyes were cloudy and shimmering with a dim light.
But from beginning to end, the hands are extremely stable, like mountains.
Quan Moxian finally remembered where he had heard his voice.
It was also a night, above the Luoshui Pier, and he was in the cabin and he was outside.
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He is the master of the rivers and lakes who escaped after the failure to assassinate Lord Liu at the Luoshui Poetry Conference, but he didn't expect to meet him again tonight.
His breathing was a little shorter, and Old Man Liu raised his eyes to look at him, and said slowly: "What, finally recognized?"
” No matter how depressed he is, the muscles and bones he has worked hard since childhood are still there, and his skills are still there.
Quan Moxian's voice, he heard it once and remembered that this was a necessary skill for Jianghu people to roll on the tip of the knife.
Those who do not have such ability will die long ago.
He saw Quan Moxian helping people over, saw his tirelessness with his friends, and saw that he was so kind to the hunchbacked old man he met in Pingshui, so he came over.
In his heart there was a temptation.
Otherwise, how could his self-esteem allow himself to do such a beggar-like thing?
Quan Moxian really didn't disappoint him, and recognized him from his voice, and Old Man Liu was looking forward to his next reaction.
Suddenly seeing a dangerous person like himself, did he decisively abandon his companions and leave, or did he take advantage of his weakness to subdue him?
He is a scholar who has not yet stepped into the official career, and if he can arrest himself and hand it over to the government, he will get unexpected benefits.
There was a cold flash in Old Man Liu's cloudy eyes, and the two hands on the table secretly accumulated strength and were ready to go.
Although he was seriously injured, he was not something that could be subdued by just one person!
The air became a little tense, but Quan Moxian didn't seem to notice it, only smiled slightly, and asked, "Old man, who is right and wrong, have you figured it out?"
This sentence refers to the first time the two met, and he said that it was a mistake for Old Man Liu to assassinate Liu Bocheng.
Old man Liu was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I was wrong." ” As soon as these words came out, his tense strength leaked out, and the sharp pain of the wound on his waist hit.
It hurt so much that he covered his wound, snorted in pain from his nose, and gritted his teeth to hold back.
"You and I can meet twice, that is, there is fate."
Quan Moxian said: "If the old man has nowhere to go for the time being, it is better to go to the next home to recuperate."
Although the home is simple, it can also be used by the elderly to heal their injuries before leaving. ” "What?"
Hearing him say this, Old Man Liu raised his head and looked at him in surprise, forgetting the pain in his body for a while.
He had a belly of words that he wanted to ask: how could he take him in to recuperate from his injuries even if he knew he was an assassin but didn't even ask where he came from?
This is the second time, if you don't catch yourself to invite credit, you are still willing to let yourself enter the house?
Isn't he afraid that he is a vicious villain who threatens the safety of his family?
He has been on the rivers and lakes for many years, relying on his excellent kung fu and eagle claw skills, he has done a lot of things that are wanted by the government, and he has seen a lot of betrayal.
But this time, the complete betrayal from the righteous brothers is heart-wrenching!
At present, he has almost no place to stand on the rivers and lakes, and even his family thinks he is dead.
He shrank in this dim alley, his heart was like ashes, and he vowed to avenge this blood revenge, but sadly found that if he didn't do the thing of chickens and dogs, he wouldn't even be able to eat a mouthful of food, so how could he talk about revenge!
However, this scholar, who only has two faces, dares to believe him?
He's not stupid.