I am the leader of the capital

Under the moonlight, smog shrouded the water surface, and the night was deep. A quiet and elegant boat dispelled all the gloom.

The boat stopped at the pier by the river, and a gentle young man in white clothes like snow came down. There was a wooden hairpin on the young man's head, and he held a wine gourd in his hand. The young man didn't love wine before, but these two days he couldn't leave the wine gourd. hand.

"Knock knock."

The shops by the river were closed, and the street of Yangzhou City under the moonlight was very quiet. The knock on the door of the restaurant was heard far away and echoed on the street.

"Who is it?" There were footsteps in the house, and an old man's voice came out with a loud voice.

The young man put down his hand knocking on the door, and said gently, "Boss, get some wine."

"Whoa!"

The door opened, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant was stunned when he saw the figure standing outside the door. The young man standing under the steps had a face like jade, eyes like stars, and the shopkeeper with a big arm and a round waist subconsciously looked up at the moon in the sky. The gods descended to earth.

"Excuse me shopkeeper, I'll order some wine." Seeing the dazed shopkeeper, the young man said it again softly.

The shopkeeper, who was wearing a brown sackcloth, came to his senses, and hurriedly said, "Oh, let's make wine, so good."

The young man smiled understandingly, and the shopkeeper walked into the room quickly, and after a while, the window beside the door was closed, and the shopkeeper stretched out his head and waved to the young man under the steps in front of the door, "Master, this way. "

The young man walked to the window unhurriedly, and passed the wine gourd in his hand. Although the bamboo window can't see through the light, it is better than it is strong, and can prevent some petty theft.

"We have all kinds of wine in our store. What kind of wine does the young master make?" The shopkeeper smiled, with an expression unique to ordinary people who have everything going well except for the need to earn some money to support their families every day.

The young man tilted his head slightly, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "What is the best wine you sell here?"

"Here, we are all our own small workshops, and we don't have any good wine. The most sold on weekdays are the dredging that the poor people drink." The shopkeeper explained with a smile. Originally, it was extremely unpleasant to be woken up at night. Things, but the unpleasantness swept away after seeing that the customers were not very nice.

The young man nodded, with memories in his eyes, and said: "I know about dredging, I have been to the easternmost, westernmost, northernmost, and southernmost parts of the empire; except for the southerners who don't like to drink this, people in other counties drink it." , especially those who carry things on the wharf or in commercial firms, those who forge iron in small workshops, those who work in the fields, as long as they do some physical work, basically no one does not drink this."

"Yes, sir, you have traveled a lot. I haven't been anywhere, but I heard from some peddlers that, except for the southerners who don't drink this wine, you can't buy it. People drink it everywhere, and you can buy it wherever you go. Get clearing wine." The shopkeeper was originally a wine brewer, and now he was overjoyed to see the young master who had traveled around and knew something about wine.

The young man smiled, "I haven't drunk clearing wine yet, how about this, fill this gourd with clearing wine, and then bring me a jar of the best wine."

"Okay!" The shopkeeper yelled, turned his head to get some wine, and chatted in his mouth: "This wine, clear silt wine, has all the ingredients and so on. Basically, it tastes the same wherever you go."

The young man in white saw that the shadow under his feet was rather abrupt in the moonlight, and said casually: "This is thanks to Master Sun of the Excalibur Sect."

"That's right." After handing the wine gourd to the young man, the shopkeeper went to carry the wine, and said while moving: "I heard that Master Sun's reputation in the Jianghu is not very good, but he really has nothing to say to us poor people. Look at this silt clearing wine, which relieves pain and disperses blood stasis, ordinary people who do hard work, which one has no minor injuries or bumps?"

"Well, yes, Master Sun does often help the common people." The young man opened the lid of the jug, took a sip and thought carefully. This is the first time he has drunk Qingyu wine. Although he has seen it before, he has never drunk it. .

The shopkeeper moved a jar of dusty wine to the window sill, clapped his hands and said: "I heard that this clear wine was specially prepared by Mr. Sun for the poor old Baixin."

The young man is Qiu Chan who has traveled all over the world. He is not in a hurry to take the wine jar, and takes another sip of the clear wine poured into the wine gourd. Lang Lang explains:

"Master Sun received many favors from poor people when he was a child. At that time, he was still young and grew up eating a lot of food. He had seen many kind-hearted men who did some hard work and were hurt when they returned home.

So after I had time and ability, I spent several years of hard work, tasted all the cheap herbs in the world, and brewed a very low-cost desilting wine that can cure silt, and published the formula for free, man Drinking a cup or two at night can relieve the tiredness of the day. "
The young man who saw Yushu's wind and gentle jade seemed to know something about it. The shopkeeper said: "It is said that some kind-hearted doctors will kindly recommend this to poor people when they treat bruises. I don't know if it is true or not."

"It's not fake wine, it's actually medicine, so it's true that doctors recommend this to patients with bruises. It's not only effective, but also cheap enough." After finishing speaking, the young man asked the shopkeeper, "Do you have anything at home?" Food? I'll tie it up for you too."

Seeing that the young man was not short of money, the shopkeeper didn't think about cheap pancakes and steamed buns. He thought for a while and said, "I still have two pieces of sauced beef today, what do you think? But it should be cold, do you want to give it to me?" Would you like to heat it up?"

The young man nodded and said with a gentle smile, "As long as you are familiar, it doesn't matter if you are cold or not."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you, my lord."

Watching the shopkeeper enter the inner room, Qiu Chan was waiting under the window. The shopkeeper hadn't come out for a long time after entering. The young man showed no urgency or impatience on his face, and heard a few barking dogs from a distance. , someone must have passed by.

When the shopkeeper came with empty hands, he smiled and said to the young man: "In this weather, I am afraid that the meat will spoil, so I put it in the well cellar. When I took it just now, I found it was colder than I thought. It must be hard to swallow. So I called the guy at home to warm up the sauced beef."

"That's troublesome." The young man nodded slightly.

Looking inside and outside the window that gradually became quiet, the shopkeeper said to go to the kitchen to have a look, and there was only a figure in white clothes like snow left in front of the restaurant. Look, it's like a fairy descending to the mortal world.

"Come on, son, here you are."

The shopkeeper handed two pieces of sauced beef wrapped in oil paper to the young man, and Qiu Chan took it with one hand, then took out a piece of silver and threw it into the shopkeeper's hand.

"Sir, wait a moment, I'll get you some change." The shopkeeper caught the silver and glanced at it, and then walked back after speaking to Qiu Chan. After the young man said no, he walked slowly across the street to the water. sideways.

The shopkeeper looked at the back of the young man in white with a wine gourd hanging on his waist, a wine jar in one hand, and two packs of sauced beef in the other, and couldn't help saying: "Everyone in the Jianghu said that the character of Master Sun is not good, it's true. ?"

Didn't the young man turn his head back? He smiled and said, "Even if you don't bully ordinary people from small families like you, how bad can your character be?"

"Yes, you must repay your kindness. How can the character of a person who is kind to ordinary people be bad?" The shopkeeper looked at the young man who was walking away, clapped his hands excitedly, and then waved to the room: "Come on, hurry up!" Come."

Seeing her husband waving, the shopkeeper's wife was a little puzzled, but thinking of what the husband said just now that a fairy came outside, she probably called herself to see a fairy, so she walked over while complaining about what kind of fairy was there to see.

"what?"

Seeing the back of the young man in white, the woman was stunned. The old couple looked at each other, and the shopkeeper said, "Didn't I lie to you?"

"It is true that I have never seen such a person. I can't find such a handsome young man in all directions." The woman asserted.

The shopkeeper said confidently: "It's not just that I can't see it in ten miles and eight towns, I don't think I've seen it in Yangzhou City, it doesn't seem like a person that can exist in the world."

An empty voice came into the window where the old couple was staying: "Does the shopkeeper want to say something: I am a man in heaven, and I despise myself to enter the mortal world. Why should the gods in the sky despise me to come to the mortal world?"

The couple who were looking at the back of the young man nodded. The voice in their ears seemed to come from far away. The sound bumped against the walls and echoed countless times, but you could hear it clearly. every word.

The young man in white suddenly stopped in his tracks, as if he was facing an enemy. He remembered the barking of the dog just now, and kept thinking that Yangzhou City had been peaceful for a long time, so he ignored the fear and whine in the barking of the dog. Someone should have come, but he do not know who.

With the slight sound of footsteps, a gloomy and cold air rushed to his neck across the street, touching every hair. It was the first time in his life that he felt such a strong dead air. Men, women and children suddenly shrank back.

The old couple stuck their heads out of the window and heard the voice just now, but they didn't see anyone at this time. Coupled with today's unusually handsome young man, everything is so weird.

The shopkeeper pinched his thigh hard and felt pain. It was not a dream. If it was not a dream, it was a ghost. The two of them looked at each other, their foreheads were sweating, and their four legs were trembling uncontrollably.

Holding the wine jar and sauced beef, Qiu Chan turned his head to look at the place where the barking sound came from. He guessed who it was from the breath of the dead. The killer in the world was second only to the red-clothed and white-haired Zhou girl in the palace.

Under the moonlight in the distance, a tall figure in black was getting closer and closer. After seeing clearly, the woman fainted on the spot. The wine jar suddenly crackled inside the window, and the wine was left all over the floor.

The skull of the bald monk was directly exposed, and half of the ear was missing, leaving only a black hole, and the bronze-colored bones were still exposed. On the bare feet, only the bones and the tendons connecting the joints could be seen.

Anyone could see this as a dead man, but he was still alive.

Looking at the gradually approaching figure, Qiu Chan's warm eyes did not change at all, and he said softly, "Eighteen Masters."

"My Buddha is merciful."

A sound of the Buddha's name spread throughout the street, and the figure in black with his bones exposed walked closer and closer. Qiu Chan, who suddenly closed his eyes, listened carefully to the Buddha's name, and the troubles of the past two days dissipated little by little.