Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

Wanting me to eat it, I opened my mouth and he put it in.

It tastes neither good nor bad, it's not so much like food, it's more like some kind of tasteless metal, which melts in my mouth abruptly, and I can't taste what it tastes like until I swallow it.And almost the moment it entered the throat, the pungent warmth from the way it passed through the throat spread to the whole body, making me even hotter.

"This is a pill that can increase internal strength."

strangeness.I asked: "Is there still such a shortcut pill?"

"It's useful anyway. I didn't expect you to eat it without asking."

I said that I didn't realize that he meant to harm me, and smiled disgustedly, and said, "Don't worry, it's a good thing for you."

"Want to play? The truth game." I asked.

"It might be fun to tell the truth once in a while."

Taking that as affirmation, I opened my eyes and asked, "Are you in the business of killing people?"

He was taken aback, but did not deny it. "Simply put... that's exactly it. However, I didn't take the initiative to engage in this business, I just took over the affairs of my predecessor."

"How many people did you kill?"

"It's not good. Quite a few. I don't have any impression. The one I remember most is the enemy who killed me." He asked, "Do you think heroes exist?"

"Maybe some."

"I have never seen it. My enemy, and many people call him a hero, is still an old dog under the knife. When I skinned her daughter's calf, he cried hard; I cut out his eyeballs After he came down, he didn’t care about crying anymore, and howled like a pig. I ripped him apart like a pig, and he was not a hero at all at that time.” Yan Wu said, “That kid Xiuwen used to think there was one, but now When he was the youngest, he still thought I was a hero, he would think so, and he deserved it if he was killed by me someday."

"Do you love him?"

"No." Yan Wu said.He is observing me with that kind of eyes again, that kind of scrutiny but with a very secretive and apprehensive gaze. I appreciate his words, but he will despise me and cater to me because I think I am afraid; I scold him angrily, he Will be unhappy, as if betrayed.He thought it was good to hide his psychology.

I lowered my eyes in distaste and said, "Too bad, he looks like he needs a lot of love."

"People can't get what they want, it's his fate, and he should suffer, unless there is another way to vent."

"do you have?"

"What about you?" Yan Wu asked back.

"Maybe now," I said, "I love seeing the two of you get along, it's interesting to me."

"You don't want to go?"

"Not going." It's not that I don't want to.

Yan Wu slowly poured cold water on me.When the time was up, I came out of the water. I don't know if it was an illusion or the elixir was really effective, and my body was unprecedentedly light.

The usual medicated baths make people feel refreshed, but they have never reached the current level.It seems that a layer of cloud in front of me suddenly dissipates, and everything around becomes brighter and brighter. Usually, only light yellow roads and brown branches blur with the white sky in the distance, but now I can see clearly, the boundaries It was clear; the voices in my ears were very noisy, twice as loud as usual.

Weariness of martial arts is said to be a normal phenomenon, after taking this elixir, the effect will soon be revealed.

In addition to teaching the essay, he taught me to practice according to the steps in the exercises.He said that martial arts cannot be achieved overnight, body skills, senses, and skills must be honed through years of practice and actual combat. For a rookie like me, entering the rivers and lakes is just to gain experience for others.

I don't feel overwhelmed.Obtaining internal strength for nothing is already a rare benefit. I don't have the lofty ambition to become a master of a generation. I learn as much as I am tired of martial arts. Memorizing acupoints and meridians bothered me a lot, but after I got used to it, everything gradually became better.

In contrast to the smooth sailing on my side, Wuwu still treats Xiuwen unsmilingly, even if he smiles, there will always be sarcasm mixed in, as usual, he looks down on this younger brother very much.Xiuwen complained to me about this many times while Yan Wu was not there, saying that whenever he saw Yan Wu's face, he was frustrated and annoyed.

"You still say that he is jealous of me? Every time he sees me, he treats me as mud, dirtying the lintel of his house."

"Hurry up and practice."

"I don't want to do it anymore."

"I don't know how he was before. Last time you wrestled, I think his physical strength is not very good. If you work hard, you may not be able to catch up from behind." I said.

"That's why he let the water in on purpose."

"It's not impossible. But why are you so sure?"

"Because I haven't caught up with him since I can remember."

"No," I said, "you talk a lot more than he does."

Xiuwen ignored my sarcasm, and was still immersed in his troubles. He really didn't want to practice martial arts, but he didn't have the guts to go against his distaste for martial arts.

He is like a weak soldier under Yan Wu's subordinates, or a child bride-in-law, with patience developed since childhood.However, as we grow older and see each other for a long time, it is difficult to estimate how many changes have taken place in each of the two sides. I doubt how long his obedience can last, or in other words, his rebellion has secretly sprouted.

I am not only close to fellow practitioners, but also close to Wu Yan, in the middle position, impartial.Instead of mediating like his parents did, I pushed them in opposite directions.The more who believes in me, the stronger the push will be.

"Xiuwen, how did your brother treat you since childhood?"

"Not personally."

"Is it bad?"

"We slept together when we were young, and when I got up at night, he shut me out in winter with only my unlined clothes on; whenever I cried, he hit me on the mouth and blamed me for being noisy; everything I liked, as small as meals, Storybooks, as big as birthday presents and friends, he would grab them all, and he would not leave any of them to me, so when we were young, we ate at the same table, and we had to make two dishes of favorite dishes, even then he still had to fight."

"Then you have nothing?"

Xiuwen grinned: "How likable I am! Even if I gave it to him, my parents were afraid that I would not be full, so they secretly stuffed me with food. Whatever was taken away by him, they would always make up for me, often afraid I’m sorry for the noise. As for friends, Yan Wu hates others so much, everyone is afraid of him, how can I be his friend.”

"So he didn't take anything away."

"He is so much better than me. If I still have everything, I really can't live." Xiuwen said so many words, he didn't dare to say a word to Wu Yan, and he tormented my nerves all day long.Pulling himself together, he immediately brewed a new complaint: "I told you not to get too close to him. Now you can't wait to stick together on weekdays, and ignore my kind words."

"He's guiding me, so it's normal to be closer." I sneered, "Don't you be afraid that I'll get close to him and ignore you?"

Xiuwen rolled his eyes, looking dismissive. "If you don't know anything, just ask me."

I immediately asked him for advice on a point that I didn't understand. He concentrated on studying for a long time, but failed, and closed the book sadly.

"It doesn't matter," I comforted, "There is a specialization in martial arts. Your brother may be better at martial arts..."

"Then in what field do you think I have achieved something?"

I pondered, using his evaluation of myself, "In terms of gaining others' favor?"

Xiuwen immediately became happy and insisted on buying me a drink.

I laughed at him seeing Wu Yan like a mouse seeing a cat, Wu Wu wants him to practice martial arts, how dare he buy wine and go up the mountain.As a result, he was so overwhelmed that he not only wanted to drink, but insisted on making it himself.

"Have you brewed wine?"

"I've seen it," he said unequivocally.

I echoed his idea.This is my consistent policy with respect to writing.This person is very stubborn, and it is obvious that refusing will make him obsessed with it until the person agrees; if he continues to say it, he will forget it himself when he is busy in a few days.But this time he made up his mind that he must do it.

75. Twins 13

One day when Wu Wu took a lunch break, Xiuwen went down the mountain to buy glutinous rice, fermented rice and a few small wine jars. He hid those things and waited patiently for Wu Wu to go down the mountain.Nearly a month later, Yan Wu went to deal with business again, almost as soon as he disappeared, Xiuwen shouted to me to act quickly. "We must deal with it before he comes back!"

I proposed to use mountain spring water to make wine, and Xiuwen readily agreed. It just so happens that there is a spring water high on this mountain, which is considered to be the right time and place.He picked up two buckets with a pole, and I just had to follow beside him without any effort.

When I went there, the two barrels were empty, and I walked lightly. The woods were full of the kind and fresh smell of wood, and the ethereal birdsong could be heard from time to time, making the surroundings more and more quiet.The spring eye of the mountain spring is on a cliff, and the clear water gurgles down, splashes on the protruding rocks, falls into a curved stream at the bottom, and flows zigzagging to the other end of the forest to go deeper and farther.

Xiuwen took two buckets of clean water from the spring and put them on both ends of the pole. When he returned, the two buckets fell heavily on the pole.

After all, brewing wine is troublesome. Even if we cleaned it up as quickly as possible, it still took two hours. Xiuwen and I sealed the glutinous rice and fermented rice into the wine jar one by one, and buried them under a tree by the stream.It is said that after five days, the wine will be ready.

Five days later, we picked a jar of wine. Xiuwen didn't know when Yanwu would come back, but he only opened this jar because he was afraid that he would smell the wine.The alcohol content is not high, but the taste is rich and mellow. One person takes one bowl alternately, and they drink it up quickly.Xiuwen was unusually excited, and solemnly agreed with me not to tell Wu Yan.

I smile, no answer.

"Don't say it." Xiuwen repeated, then yawned, and staggered back to the room to sleep.

He seems drunk.

There's a little little ant hole somewhere.The hole changes with the growth of the ant colony, and the inside is bitten, decomposed, transported, and hollowed out.