Cloud of the Qing Dynasty

The sky gradually darkened, but Zhang Chi and Lao Li became happier the more they drank, and the more they chatted, the more speculative they became. They exchanged a lot of information and opinions all over the place. Zhang Chi's sweet mouth coaxed Lao Li to take one bowl after another. There was nothing wrong with the wine until the glass was dry, and when Lao Li finally had his fill and said goodbye to them, he was already walking like a crab.

Zhang Chi watched him walk down the stairs, and rolled down grumblingly. He hurried over to check, but he saw Lao Li get up nonchalantly, continue to walk on the ecstasy crab walk, humming a little song with a ridiculous tone and walking away. .

Zhang Chi heaved a sigh of relief, and when he came back, he saw Mu Liuyun still sitting there, looking at him with his chin propped on one hand, his cheeks that were usually as white as suet, now shining brightly under the light. A faint blush.

Zhang Chi felt his heart skip a beat: "Liu Yun, are you okay, did you drink too much?"

"A lot?...It doesn't seem like a lot compared to yours." Mu Liuyun's voice was low and hoarse, which is unique to drunk people.

Zhang Chi shook the wine jar in front of Mu Liuyun. The jar of sweet-scented osmanthus brewing was almost empty at the moment. Although it was only a small jar, this kind of wine had relatively strong aftertaste. Said that the amount was still a bit too much, Zhang Chi was a little annoyed: "You said you didn't drink too much, how about it, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"...It's pretty good." Mu Liuyun looked at him suspiciously, "Why do I feel uncomfortable?"

It seems that Mu Liuyun's sanity is basically clear, not too drunk, Zhang Chi heaved a sigh of relief: "It's good that you don't feel uncomfortable, you can rest here for a while, I will reserve a room."

"I don't need to rest." Mu Liuyun stood up, and walked towards the stairs with a somewhat vain footstep, but when he was about to go down the stairs, he missed his foot. Zhang Chi was so nervous that the pores of his body exploded, and he quickly stretched out his hand to pull him However, Mu Liuyun grabbed the handrail of the stairs to stabilize his body, and waved his sleeve to block Zhang Chi's hand.

After blocking him, both of them froze for a moment.

Zhang Chi thought to himself that it must be his sneak attacks these days that made Mu Liuyun get used to being wary of him, so he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Cough...you don't have to be so nervous, I didn't want to sneak attack you."

"I know..." Mu Liuyun turned around and said, "I just don't like people touching me."

As he said that, he grabbed the handrail of the stairs, and took every step he took to go downstairs carefully.

Zhang Chi looked at Mu Liuyun's back from behind, and was actually a little sad, but he also knew that Mu Liuyun was not targeting him, but did have such a habit. A certain distance, unless necessary, never let people close.Every time Zhang Chi touched him intentionally or unintentionally, no matter what the reason was, he could feel Mu Liuyun's obvious tension and resistance.

If other people have been with Zhang Chi for such a period of time, let alone shaking hands and patting shoulders, even hooking shoulders and backs, or even riding on other people's backs after fighting, it is not uncommon, but Mu Liuyun has always exuded such Zhang Chi always dared not make any mistakes because of the aura that strangers should not get close to acquaintances.

Zhang Chi didn't know if Mu Liuyun would get used to being touched by him one day in the future, so he could only cheer himself up in his heart and say, it's okay, take your time. not reach the corner.

... This encouragement even made him feel a little powerless.

***

After going downstairs, Zhang Chi went to the counter to look for the shopkeeper: "Give me a double room."

The shopkeeper shook his head: "Sorry, there are no double rooms."

"Those two single rooms."

"There is only one upper room left in the single room, except for this upper room, there are only a few places left for the bunk."

Zhang Chi thought for a while, he absolutely couldn't let Mu Liuyun suffer this kind of grievance in a place full of people from all walks of life with smelly feet, sweaty feet and lice and fleas. It's all right to live in Tongpu by himself, but Mu Liuyun was not alert at first, and now he is a little drunk, and he just encountered an assassination during the day, so he was worried about letting Mu Liuyun be alone.

Zhang Chi said to Mu Liuyun, "Why don't we go look elsewhere?"

Mu Liuyun snorted noncommittally.

"Two guest officers, to tell you the truth, a lot of people are rushing to Jinghong Villa to join in the excitement of this martial arts conference. The inns in Rongzhou are all packed, and it's the same situation when you go to other houses. Turn around and come back, I’m afraid this last single room will be gone.” The shopkeeper said, “Anyway, the bed is quite big, why don’t I give the two extra beds and quilts, so that we can make do with one night.”

Zhang Chi hesitated, he could make do with anyone, only Mu Liuyun...

Two dusty guests came in from the door, and they asked, "Shopkeeper, is there any room available?"

Zhang Chi quickly said, "I want that private room!"

After he finished speaking, he carefully glanced at Mu Liuyun. The half-drunk and half-awake Mu Liuyun still seemed to be wandering away, without any expression of agreement or disapproval.

***

That single room is indeed a luxury room of Tianzihao, the key point is that the bed is really big.

When the man came to deliver hot water, Mu Liuyun sat at the end of the bed, leaning his head against the bedpost in a daze. Zhang Chi twisted the towel and handed him to wipe his face. When he squatted down and wanted to help him take off his shoes, Mu Liuyun refused. :"I will do it myself."

Even when he was drunk, he had to be orderly. He took off his coat and shoes and socks at a much slower speed than usual, and put his shoes in order before climbing onto the bed.

Soon, a clerk from the inn came over with a quilt. Zhang Chi had just put the quilt on the big bed that was not too short to lie sideways, when Mu Liuyun said, "I'm not used to sharing the bed with others."

"Ah..." Zhang Chi was a little embarrassed, and just about to say "Okay, I'll sleep on the floor", but Mu Liuyun wrapped himself in the quilt and moved himself in: "Don't sleep next to me."

"...Okay." Zhang Chi carefully lay down beside him, feeling a little complicated, nervous mixed with excitement and joy, thinking that he and Mu Liuyun were sleeping on the same bed, Zhang Chi's palms were a little sweaty up.

He began to feel that he was breathing too fast, his heart was beating too fast, and he couldn't calm down from his excitement. Would Mu Liuyun feel that something was wrong?

If he asked, presume it was all because of the alcohol.

Zhang Chi was so nervous that he kept thinking wildly, and even thought about how to answer, but how could the drunk Mu Liuyun notice these details, he just turned over on the bed, and turned over again after a while.

"Can't sleep?" Zhang Chi lay motionless with his head and feet against the bedposts facing Mu Liuyun, feeling that he would not be able to sleep tonight.

"Hmm..." Mu Liuyun's alcohol was getting stronger at this moment, and finally he began to feel hot all over, dizzy, and a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Chi sighed: "You should try not to drink alcohol in the future. In this state, it will be dangerous if someone tries to harm you."

"Well... I will drink less, but I think what you said is right. People who have never been drunk will never know how much they will get drunk." Mu Liuyun couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply sat up and sank into his dantian After practicing for a while, he condensed his energy between his fingers, raised his middle finger and suddenly released a burst of energy, accurately extinguishing the oil lamp three steps away.

"It's amazing!" Zhang Chi exclaimed.

"I'm still a little dizzy." Mu Liuyun lay down and let the alcohol subside by itself, "But at least to this extent, I can still protect myself."

Zhang Chi also felt relieved, but he still blamed himself a little: "It's all my fault, I only cared about chatting with myself, and didn't care about you."

"It doesn't matter, I really like to hear you chatting with others..." In the darkness, Mu Liuyun's voice was still hoarse with drunkenness, "When I was in Shangqing Palace, no one talked to me. They are also very respectful in front of each other, not even daring to speak loudly when chatting with each other."

"It must be boring." Zhang Chi felt a little distressed for him. With Zhang Chi's personality, he felt like he was going to suffocate if he didn't talk to anyone for a day. It was impossible to imagine that such a life was also lived by human beings.

"Fortunately, I'm used to it." Mu Liuyun's tone was a little bit disappointed, "Do I look fierce?"

"It's nothing. Although you are a little fierce when you fight with people, you are usually very gentle. You will neither be arrogant or unreasonable, nor will you quarrel with others."

"Arguing?... I don't understand why there is a quarrel." Mu Liuyun said, "Speak up if you can reason, and fight if you can't. What's the use of arguing?"

Zhang Chi smiled: "Only with your strength can you dare to say such things."

Everyone behaves differently after drinking. Some people will go crazy after drinking too much, and some people will fall asleep after drinking too much. Mu Liuyun seems to belong to the type that talks more after drinking too much. Look at him There was no intention of going to sleep at all, and Zhang Chi was happy to talk to him more.

On weekdays, Mu Liuyun would only look at him quietly, listen to his chatter, or express a few words of his own opinion along with his words, but rarely take the initiative to talk to him.

"Alcohol is not a good thing, I don't like it." Mu Liuyun muttered.

"Actually, I don't like it either. I just go out and walk around the rivers and lakes. I really can't eat without drinking. There are always so many people who think that you drink a lot and drink to give them face, and you can accompany them to get drunk and ugly. A true friend."

"It's really inexplicable..." Mu Liuyun said, "Jianghu is not a good thing, it's better to live in Shangqing Palace."

Zhang Chi followed him and asked, "Then why did you go down the mountain?"

"Because the sect needs me." Mu Liuyun sighed helplessly and said, "The brothers are all getting old, they need me to become famous in the world, and they need to use my martial arts to frighten those young people."

Zhang Chi understood what Mu Liuyun meant.

The Shangqing Palace is now in its heyday that has never been seen since the establishment of the sect, and all this is maintained by the illustrious reputation of the Seven Sons of the Shangqing.But they are old after all, although the disciples they accept are all one-in-a-million martial arts geniuses, there are also some mature, steady, shrewd and experienced people who are good at handling interpersonal relationships and managing sect affairs, but after all, they still lack the most crucial thing to become a top master That bit of talent.

The deterrence of force is the key to survive in this bloody arena.

Among the next generation of disciples, there is no master who can stand up to the stage. Although the third generation of disciples has a large number of disciples, they have not yet grown up. In addition, Daoist Tianyou, who ranks fifth among the seven sons of the Shangqing, has been ill in bed for the past two years. The "Big Dipper Array" that is famous all over the world for killing the peerless devil is already incomplete, so it's no wonder that people from Jinghong Villa dare to move the ground on the head of the Shangqing Palace, and maybe take advantage of this great opportunity that is still in the past to make a move. Eat the idea of ​​Shangqing Palace.