Faraway Wanderers

Seven orifices and three autumn nails have a secret, this secret is known to no one except Zhou Zishu right now, and probably not too many people will know it in the future - if seven nails are nailed in one go, a person will not be able to do it at that time. Zhou Zishu, it was probably enough to let him leave the palace. I am afraid that he would not be able to reach the gate of the palace, and he would become a piece of rotten meat that could not speak or move.

But if you nail it in once every three months, let the nail grow into your body bit by bit, become one with yourself, and gradually adapt, although after three years you still have to burn the candle, you can still have five years left. He has achieved internal strength, and he can speak and act like ordinary people, but he has to endure eighteen months of pain like heart-piercing pain.

I heard that just that kind of pain can make people crazy, but Zhou Zishu happily thought that the rumors are not true, at least he is not crazy now, not only is he not crazy, he feels that he has never been so happy in his life when it's easy.

The skylight will naturally have follow-up monitoring for those who ask to leave. Who, when they left, where they settled down, and where they were buried are all recorded in detail. It is like a huge net. I can't get out for a lifetime.

It's a pity that he has worked half his life, but he still has a few confidants after all.

Zhou Zishu, the leader of the skylight supported by Emperor Rongjia in the past, has high martial arts skills and is very good at disguise. When he walked into the crowd and turned around, no one recognized him anymore.

And the most terrifying shadow wandering in the palace just disappeared from the world, leaving only one riding a skinny horse, humming country tunes with a thatch in his mouth all the way, down and out homeless man.

Became the No. 1 escaped from this terrifying net.

He wore a not-so-delicate human-skin mask on his face, which he smeared casually so that his face was blue and yellow. He looked like a sick man who might kick his legs at any time. When he was drinking water by the river, he looked at the water surface and thought it was quite appropriate. The more I looked at my real situation, the more satisfied I was, and I picked up a set of coarse cloth clothes from a farmer's house by the side of the road, took off the original brocade robe and burned it, and tied a half-rusted wine jug around my waist, which contained half a cup of wine. Pot of poorly made dirty wine.

He also remembered that he had been hiding in the palace all these years, and had never traveled across the rivers and lakes under his original name. He didn't even need to think about an alias, so he went on the road happily.

He had nowhere to go, he said that Jiangnan was good, so he wanted to go to Jiangnan to have a look, stop and go along the way, do some activities to rob the rich and help the poor to make ends meet, pass through Kaifeng, go to Penglai, slowly, more than three months, and finally arrived at Caoqing The lotus red Jiangnan.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he first sneaked into the wine cellar on the first floor of the world, tasted the sweet-scented osmanthus sweet wine over and over again, was drunk and dreamed of death, and was so beautiful that he felt that this day could not be better.

More than ten days later, I drank too much for a while and was almost found out. I also felt that although the wine was good, it was soft after all, and the taste was less, so I left the wine cellar and left the wine cellar.

After more than ten days passed, his image became even worse. He had the face of a tuberculosis ghost, and with the wretched facial features curled up on top of him, he had an incomparably authentic look on his face, coupled with his clothes soaked After more than ten days in the wine, it almost turned into wine lees, with messy hair hanging down in strands, like a beggar.

So when I was sitting on the side of the road basking in the sun with my eyes closed, there was a little chubby baby who bounced past him and then bounced back, looked at him, and took out a The copper plate was in my hand, but I didn't know where to put it. After searching for a long time, I asked, "Uncle, where is your bowl?"

Immediately he was taken away by the adults in the family, who only made him dumbfounded.

Many years have passed, and all the friends and people who cared about him in the past either died or went away. Zhou Zishu leaned against the corner, stretched his limbs, basking in the warm sun comfortably, with a smile on his mouth, So I started to think, after so many years, what are you trying to do?

When I was young, I always felt that I was an incredible talent, and I used all kinds of compliments on myself, such as being extremely smart, having a deep heart, being skilled in martial arts, and being well-informed. It was like a life in vain, but now that I think about it, what are you trying to do?

What is left behind?

However, he gave up his freedom and became a shady servant of the royal family. After going around and going around, he lost everything he had before, and now he has nothing and is alone, and he has made every effort to redeem himself with his life. I still feel that I have done a good job. Pretty smart.

He suddenly became sad again, only to feel that no matter how stupid people are in the world, they can't be more stupid than himself.

How many years has it been since you basked in the sun on the side of the road with your head empty?It's ridiculous that passers-by on the side of the road, all of them are in a hurry, back and forth as if they are in a hurry, and they are more anxious than him who is counting the days and belching farts.

I just heard a woman in the nearby restaurant say bluntly: "My lord, look at that man, if you say he is a beggar, but there is not even a broken bowl around him, if you say no, he has been sitting there all morning. , don’t do anything, just giggle, isn’t it a fool?”

Although Zhou Zishu's skills are only half left now, his hearing is still as good as it used to be. Although the woman is separated by a noisy street, her voice is not loud, but he still listens to every word.

Before he had time to laugh at himself secretly, the next moment, another man's voice said: "He is basking in the sun."

The man's voice was very nice, low and deep, and he uttered words very slowly, but not sticky.

Zhou Zishu couldn't help but looked up, and saw a very good-looking girl in purple and a man in gray sitting opposite each other on the second floor of the restaurant across the street. It was black, as if it had sucked in all the light. The black and white were distinct, and it seemed a little unreal. When Zhou Zishu raised his head like that, his gaze met him.

The man in gray lost his gaze expressionlessly, then turned his head expressionlessly, and concentrated on eating the food on the table.

Zhou Zishu couldn't help laughing, and said in his heart that there are so many people, and he even met a confidant.

The purple-clothed girl's big watery glasses were still spinning around him. After a while, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. After notifying the gray-clothed man, she bounced downstairs, ran to Zhou Zishu, and said: "Beggar, how about I treat you to dinner?"

Zhou Zishu glanced at her lazily, shook his head and said, "Little good man, you might as well buy me a drink."

The purple-clothed girl laughed coquettishly, turned her head and said loudly to the upstairs: "My lord, this idiot calls me a good man!"

It's a pity that the gray-clothed boy didn't seem to hear, he didn't give her a look, he just ate with great concentration, as if the world is falling, and his love for food can't be erased.

The purple-clothed girl asked, "Everyone else wants food, why do you want wine alone? What's so good about wine, can you keep you full?"

Because of her beauty, Zhou Zishu couldn't help but want to say a few more words to her, so he half-jokingly said, "By drinking, you can get your beauty."

The girl in purple was taken aback for a moment, and then she couldn't help but couldn't stop laughing. She laughed as if the flowers were trembling. Zhou Zishu felt that he was lucky. Jiang Nan was really beautiful, so he admired her while shaking his head and sighing: "Send a message to Quansheng Hongyanzi, and take pity on the half-aged Pulsatilla. It's not kind for a girl to gloat like this."

The girl was surprised and said: "Yo, you are still very elegant." Then she squatted down, quickly reached out to untie the wine pot from his waist, ran to the restaurant, and came back after a while.

Zhou Zishu was about to reach out to pick it up, but the girl withdrew her hand quickly and said with a smile, "I'm going to ask you something, if you're right, I'll give you the jug and buy you a drink, if you're wrong, I'll put poison in it, and make you drink your guts."

Zhou Zishu smiled wryly. This young girl is beautiful, but she is also troublesome, so she asked, "I won that flagon from an old beggar, and I don't know how many corpses of lice were soaked in it." , if you like it, you can take it, if I don’t want it, it’s okay.”

The purple-clothed girl rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "You told the girl to run away for nothing, I will be angry, and if I get angry, I will kill you."

Zhou Zi Shuxin said, where did this little magic star come from, Bai looks like a fairy, so he had to say: "Tell me."

"Let me ask you, you are begging here, why don't you even have a broken bowl with money around you?"

Zhou Zishu raised his eyes to look at her, and said, "When did I say I was a beggar? I just took up a corner to bask in the sun."

The purple-clothed girl was startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the man in the restaurant. The gray-clothed man obviously had excellent hearing, and when he heard them talking, he paused his hands for a moment, and then said nothing else. Putting down chopsticks like flying and continuing to concentrate on eating.

The girl looked up at the bright sky, a little confused: "Why can't I see that there is something good to bask in the sun?"

Zhou Zishu shook his head with a smile, stood up, stretched out his hand to fish it out, and fished out his broken wine jug lightly and skillfully. To him, I only heard this beggar-like man say: "The girl is young, naturally she has a lot of things to do, she must hurry to eat and drink enough, and nourish her energy. I am a person whose neck is buried in loess, Apart from drinking, the rest is eating and waiting to die, what do you do without basking in the sun?"

He raised his head and took a sip of wine, smashed it twice, and praised loudly: "Good wine, thank you girl!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, the girl in purple subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab him, she thought she was pretty good at it, but who knew that the person she thought she could catch with a single stretch of hand swayed in front of her eyes out of thin air, and missed him by an inch. When I met it, I looked again, and the beggar had already wandered into the crowd and was never found again.

She wanted to catch up, but she heard the man in the restaurant whisper: "Ah Xiang, you're not capable, and your eyesight is not good? It's still embarrassing."

His voice seemed to be whispering, and he didn't deliberately raise the volume, but the voice passed through the noisy crowd from the tall building, and reached the girl's ears accurately. , took one last look at the crowd, then turned and went upstairs.

Zhou Zishu swayed and drank from the jug all the way. There was a lot of water in the south of the Yangtze River. He walked by the small bridge and flowing water. He glanced at himself from the water, and felt that this honor was a bit unworthy of this place. Guessing that there would be no inn willing to stay with him, he walked along the river all the way out of the city, where there were small fishing boats ferrying passers-by.

This meeting was full of tourists in spring, and he had no time to take a turn around. Finally, he saw an old fisherman with a boat leaning on the shore, so he walked over.

The old woodcutter's black-covered boat was parked at one side, and everyone else was very busy. For some reason, they seemed to be idle when they arrived at his place. They lay down and dozed on the shore, with a straw hat on their faces, only showing their full faces. dry white hair.Zhou Zishu walked over, not in a hurry, and didn't call the old Yuqiao, just sat down beside him, waiting for him to wake up.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the old Yuqiao couldn't lie down by himself, and angrily pulled off the straw hat covering his face, stared at him bitterly, and opened his mouth to curse: "Grandma, no Did you see me sleeping?"

Zhou Zishu was not angry either, and said, "Old man, business is here."

The old Yuqiao scolded again: "Damn, do you keep your mouth open for venting or farting? If you want to take a boat, won't you say a word?"

After saying that, he stood up, twisted his waist twice, patted his buttocks, and saw Zhou Zishu still sitting on the ground when he turned around, and immediately became furious again: "Your buttocks are on the ground?"

Zhou Zishu blinked and understood why everyone else was busy ferrying the ferry, but he was the only one who was idle.

Standing up disheveledly, followed behind the old man, while listening to him swearing and swearing, he asked cheekily: "Old man, is there anything to eat? Leftovers are fine, give me a bowl."

The old Yuqiao said gruffly: "It's still a starving ghost reincarnated."

Then he took out a half-bitten cake with tooth marks on it and threw it over. Zhou Zishu didn't mind it, and while following him on the boat, he took it with a smile and opened his mouth to bite.

The old Yuqiao rowed the boat out, glanced at Zhou Zishu, and said viciously, "Your mother."