Legend of Fei Chapter 64: Rumors
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No matter how angry and angry Zhou Fei may be, once immersed in her own world, she will slowly calm down. As long as it is not deep hatred, she usually comes and goes quickly.
The Snow Breaker is worthy of being the “Master’s Knife”. Before the moon rose, she had already educated the Huangmao girl, who had never been six years old, into a sensible adult.
“The sensible adult” stood up and strolled in the room for two steps. He reflected on himself for a moment. He felt that Xie Yun’s temper was very funny, but he would actually be more honest with him, and also told him to eat the miscellaneous noodles. Full of support.
Zhou Fei took a look and saw that there were a few sparse customers downstairs, but the shopkeeper had already yawned. He gave Xie Yun a small pot of turbid rice wine, and then he wiped the table lazily.
The couple who sang music and storytellers sat lonely in the field. The woman’s voice was already muted, and the blind man fiddled with the slightly damp strings. The sound of the piano echoed in the empty lobby, and it was a bit depressing. Yan means.
Xie Yun doesn’t know where to get a small oil lamp, put it on hand, and follow the old paper and pen on the table. He writes for a while, and he will be out of mind for a while, and occasionally pick up a wine bowl to clear the mud. After taking a sip of the wine, the green shirt looked a little desolate.
Zhou Fei walked over lightly and saw that he was writing a new lyrics to the intermittent piano sound of the singing couple, she sat next to her, holding her chin watching. The previous part was suppressed by the paperweight, Zhou Fei only saw one sentence: “…and see that the old stone beside the bridge is so frosty, it is far away from people and never return.”
Xie Yun paused with the tip of his pen, glanced at her, and then lowered his eyelashes indifferently.
Zhou Fei turned over an empty bowl and poured a small bowl of rice wine from Xie Yun’s small hip flask. After a few sips, I smashed it. I felt that the wine was too weak to taste— -She is not a big surprise. Xie Yun seems to be casual and casual, but in fact has certain rules of her own, and she can’t do things like binge drinking and drunken drunkenness.
Zhou Fei stretched out **** and clamped Xie Yun’s pen.
The old barrel of the old pen stayed in the air, the ink on the nib was soaked a little, and a drop fell suddenly. However, Zhou Fei’s hand was faster, and instantly passed the empty wine bowl up in his hand, Dangdang neatly caught the round ink spot, and finished it in one go.
Xie Yun: “…”
Zhou Fei knew how wrong his mouth was, so he smiled flatteringly at him.
Most of the time, her face is a lone ranger who loves to answer, but because she is a young and beautiful girl, she occasionally sells a good-looking girl, but she doesn’t appear to be blunt. Out of temper.
Zhou Fei asked: “What are you writing?”
Xie Yun was a little depressed at her own lack of interest, while withdrawing the penholder, he gave her angrily: “Fear of death order.”
When Zhou Fei saw him open his mouth, he hurriedly went down the donkey and said, “Big Brother Xie, I was wrong.”
Xie Yun glanced at her.
Zhou Fei secretly lucked out, thinking that when Li Sheng was a child, he lost in a martial arts contest. He always went back and cried for himself. The next day, there was nothing wrong with everyone. How could he use someone to coax him? Thinking like this in her heart, a little bit of complaint “You are troublesome” appeared on her face. After searching her stomach for a while, she stammered, “Well, when I was in Hengshan, I said the wrong thing. Actually, I didn’t think so. .”
But there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.
Xie Yun put the penholder next to him and sighed: “I can tell with my nose that you are not sincere.”
What else do you want?
The igniting gas that Zhou Fei had been educated by Snowbreaker had a tendency to resurrect in an instant.
Fortunately, Xie Yun did not “get an inch”. After staring at her for a while, he said with a sullen face: “Girl, after you are a famous school, you can’t always catch my kind, honest and weak scholar bully.”
When Zhou Fei heard him start to be shameless and slanderous again, he knew that Xie Yun had calmed down, he was relieved immediately, the corner of his eyes curled, and he patted his face lightly: “Isn’t it? I’m not promising, just hit it for you-what are you writing?”
“A new play.” Xie Yun said, the small flame of the oil lamp next to him flickered, his eyes seemed to have a faint streamer, “Tell a story about a deserter.”
Zhou Fei can’t quite understand the fun of listening to the opera. She can understand a few passages occasionally. As for the singing, she doesn’t understand at all. No matter how well the opera lyrics are written, it reaches the people who sing the song. , Unity is a slender and long “Oh Wow Yeah”, and I don’t even know what it is calling.
It’s fine to talk about heroes. He also talked about “deserted soldiers.” Zhou Fei rubbed a corner of the wooden table with the soles of his shoes with a bored look, and asked: “What can I say about deserters?”
Xie Yun quickly wrote a few lines without raising his head, and replied casually: “What can a hero have to say? If a person becomes a world-famous hero, he must already have a part of him. No longer a human being. Everyone is blindfolded and praises half-knowingly, but no one knows him. Isn’t he alone? Besides, praise everyone is good, and the words used have been so few since ancient times. It’s been a thousand times, and it’s boring to write. After a meal, it’s better to talk about the story of greed for life and fear of death.”
Zhou Fei: “…Are you still taunting me?”
Xie Yun laughed dullly, and Zhou Fei kicked him under the table.
“Hey, you can kick me, don’t raise the table.” Xie Yun carefully guarded his mess of manuscripts.
Zhou Fei grabbed a piece of paper, looked at it twice, and squattedly said: “The bird is back…”
Xie Yun: “Hey, it’s homecoming, don’t you have words in your eyes?”
“Oh—come back to the emperor’s township, a thousand hooks and hundreds of corridors…Little girl, she said she has an eternal blade in her heart… Uh, no, eternal knife, who is the old one… Zhangtai?”
After Zhou Fei read two lines, he was snatched back by Xie Yun. Xie Yun balled the paper into a ball and threw it into the empty cup: “Auntie, please spare me. When you read it, I think I have to rewrite it. .”
Zhou Fei had no talent for chanting the wind and making the moon, and he didn’t care, and asked: “Are you saying that this deserter who is greedy for life and fears death has an eternal sword in his mind?”
“When he did not run away, he felt that he was a hero who stood up to the ground, and he would return home in splendor and marry his beloved girl. It turned out that the court did not use him to stand up to the sky, nor did he need him to stand up to the sky, nor did he take him. As a human, he was just a living bait to lure the enemy into deep. The mission was completed when he died, so he escaped. Unfortunately, he fleeed back home with many obstacles and failed to see his girl.”
Zhou Fei asked: “Why?”
Xie Yun rolled his eyes and stared at her for a while, smiling rather than smiling: “Because the girl is a waterweed spirit, she has already swam away on a carp.”
After he finished speaking, he regretted slightly, because it seemed a bit abrupt. Unfortunately, Zhou Fei didn’t hear it. She showed a simple surprise on her face, and sincerely commented: “What’s the mess?”
Xie Yun said that it’s not good to be lost or fortunate. He sighed silently, looked back, and said lazily: “Then you can leave it alone, anyway, you can sell money. We are going to Shuzhong, and we have to follow the Southern Dynasty. It’s a detour from Hengyang. It’s thousands of miles, and it’s not going to be done in a short while-do you know how the hidden piles in Guizhai are connected?”
Zhou Fei has no idea.
Xie Yun raised his eyebrows and said, “Look, we don’t even have a place to beat the autumn wind. I have to walk around and try to get around. This is not black and white, it’s silver. Tell you, brother will do it. It’s a profitable business. Learn to live a life. Dressing and eating is the top priority. What’s the use of dancing with knives and guns?”
Zhou Fei doesn’t know Chai Migui if he’s not in charge. He was taken aback when he heard this “Living Sutra”: “Are you still worried about this? Are you a prince, don’t you have any salary?”
Xie Yun smiled and said: “Do you still know what salary is called.”
Zhou Fei stepped out again. Xie Yun seemed to have expected this, and quickly flinched away, shaking his head and saying, “The loyalty to the emperor, the loyalty to the emperor, I ate my uncle’s meal. , I have to send him to go back to Jinling to be a mascot.”
Zhou Fei asked: “Why don’t you want to go home?”
She was not talking about “going back”, not “going to Jinling”, but “going home”. This is a warm and subtle term, because in Zhou Fei’s mind, there is always such a place in the world, maybe Not much comfortable and prosperous, but it is the end of all the detention.
Xie Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly: “Go home? Jinling is not my home, my home is in the old capital.”
As dull as Zhou Fei, he felt that his smile contained a lot of other things, but before she thought about it, Xie Yun bluntly blocked the topic and asked, “Why do you want to go back? …Home?”
When Zhou Fei mentioned this, she was a little ashamed, but the facts are facts, she said honestly: “I am not at home with kung fu, so I have to go back and practice.”
Xie Yun’s expression suddenly became very strange.
Zhou Fei: “What?”
Xie Yun dipped a bit of wine, drew a hill on the table, and drew a line near the top of the hill, and said: “If the masters are divided into different ranks, then you will block Zheng Luosheng in a small narrow passage. The person who killed him can slash his palms and retreat all over…Although it is a little bit cheap for the opponent to underestimate the enemy, but you don’t even have a weapon to take advantage of, you can do this step. It proves that your current skill is enough to be ranked second-rate. It’s just that you’re a “second-rate” whose luck is exceptionally bad. You’ve never run into a world full of people, and you’ve met with daunting big-names, and it looks a bit embarrassing.”
When Zhou Fei heard this flattery, he didn’t take it seriously, and thought with disapproval: “You, a scholar who writes a small song, can sing as long as you can, why are you twisting?”
Xie Yun turned his brush upside down again, and the slightly cracked barrel stroked the wine stain again, and said, “But don’t be complacent. This way is like climbing a mountain. After one heavy, there will be another. Many first-class masters, such as some famous seniors… For example, they are about the Taoist master of Qimen, the fortress master of Huojiabao, etc., the top masters are top masters, rare, no matter what the reputation, but as long as Speaking out, the north and south martial arts are bound to be thunderous.”
Zhou Fei heard a little bit of spirit here, because this is not a martial arts technical evaluation, but an anecdote. In this regard, there is no person she knows who can match Xie Yun’s right, so she asked: “Top Are the masters like the Big Dipper and the Four Saints?”
Xie Yun let out a “hmm” and raised his eyebrows: “Mu Xiaoqiao counts, Zheng Luosheng doesn’t count, Shen Tianshu counts, Qiu Tianji might not be enough. Although Zheng Luosheng ranks first among the Four Saints, it’s because He has a bunch of doglegs who can fight and kill, and he has a deep mind and an endless stream of small tricks. This kind of person is very dangerous. If you don’t pay attention, you can kill you. But if you want to say that he is a top expert, I’m afraid you don’t need to mention others, the Four Saints. The other three people in China will sneer.”
Zhou Fei heard it unknowingly.
Xie Yun said again: “Above the top masters, he is a master-level figure. Do you know the difference between the two?”
Zhou Fei asked: “What?”
Seeing her leaning forward, Xie Yun couldn’t help but feel eager to move. He deliberately poured himself a bowl of wine, until Zhou Fei’s hands started to itch, and he dragged his feet. Said: “The difference between the two is that there are top masters in each generation, but not necessarily grandmaster-level figures.”
“The pair of brothers and sisters in the hands of Ku Rong’s sword went slanting forward, both righteous and evil, and the two of them were part of a unique knowledge, a little worse. Beidao Guanfeng returned early, leaving a disciple who has not yet become famous, and has fallen. It’s a bit worse. But the sword of mountains and rivers is the uncrowned respect of martial arts. Nandao established sects and established sects and complemented the masters. These two people can be regarded as masters. Twenty years ago, the Central Plains martial arts talents came out in large numbers. In the heyday, how many unique studies reappeared in the world, and how many anecdotes are still talked about today—”
Zhou Fei was trembling with goose bumps when he said in a few words.
The pen in Xie Yun’s hand suddenly scratched on the table. The half-dry hill was painted in a ball by him. He spoke quickly: “But this era of shining stars is too short-lived. In the past, Shanchuan Jian and Nan Dao died one after another, Ku Rong hand disappeared, and Bei Dao sealed the blade. Even if there are descendants like Lingtang, they are also tired from the turbulent and complicated affairs of Forty-Eight Village. These years have not made much profit. It’s probably not easy to take a step forward. Shen Tianshu attacked Huojiapu viciously, and his desire to swallow the wonders of the world is clearly revealed, but also because he wants to go to the next level—it’s a pity that he can come up with such a bad idea. And dirty means, I think he should be pulled down.”
He let go of his hand and let the cracked old pen fall on the table with a “slap”.
Zhou Fei followed in his heart.
Xie Yun whispered: “The thief moved to the country and Jinling collapsed. The mountain collapsed, and it was the fortune of peril, the spring and autumn iterations, there must be sadness to go away (Note)… Do you think it is God’s will or man?”
At this moment, the blind man’s piano sound stopped for a moment, and Xie Yun’s voice also stopped. He turned his eyes, as if he had walked out of the ancient and modern counted just now, and took a little out of his arms. The change was handed to Zhou Fei and said: “I think those two are going to close the stall too. Let me give them a ride.”
Zhou Fei finally came back to his senses, wondering: “Aren’t you still poor and down to write a small song? How can you go where you are?”
Xie Yun waved his hand and said: “The things outside of the body and expedients are indispensable, but they are not so important. It is not as precious as the fate of meeting in the red. Let’s take it.”
Zhou Fei was immediately confused by this sour voice, and realized that Mr. Xie was indeed a competent verse writer, grabbed the change, poured a cup of tea, and served the singer who sang her hoarse voice. In the past, said: “Sister, you can rest for a while.”
The showgirl hurriedly got up and thanked her, and took the money she handed over rather cautiously, and whispered: “Since the girl has given her a reward, please order a song.”
Zhou Fei didn’t expect that the money would not be finished, so she suddenly became worried.
Don’t talk about the tunes, she hasn’t even heard a few folk songs. The disfigured singer has a sad face, and everything she sings is miserable. It’s really not a good pastime in the middle of the night. She is wondering how to stop people. Realizing that she didn’t like it, Xie Yun also collected her pen and ink and walked over, interjecting: “You can’t hear anything good at the kid’s house, and the lady doesn’t have to talk to her in vain and tell her a lively story to make her go early. Just go to sleep.”
Zhou Fei: “…”
She realized that she didn’t know when she had offended Xie Yun again, because this sentence still sounded like a sarcasm.
The singer saw that they were so polite, a little flattered, and after thinking about it, she gently pressed her throat and said, “In that case, let me talk to the two of you about a current event. Hearsays may not be true, Bo Zhujun. A smile—In recent days, I heard that at the junction of north and south, several major events have actually happened, and there is an incredible figure.”
Zhou Fei and the others came here from the north-south border. Hearing this beginning, they felt very substituting, and immediately became interested. She picked up a bowl of rice wine, drank it slowly, and listened carefully.
“It is said that this person is a female fighter who lives in seclusion in the mountains. She has learned magical skills and is alive when she shows up.”
While listening, Zhou Fei thought: “The heroine, great, she’s still near the north-south border… Isn’t it Duan Jiuniang?”
The singer’s voice was soft, but it was very fascinating. She continued: “…As soon as she left the customs, she encountered the Big Dipper attacking Huojiapu and surrounding Huarong City. At that time, the people in the city were panicking, that is, With her own strength, the heroine defeated the Big Dipper, killed Lu Cunxing, rushed out of a **** road, unscathed, and drifted away, and then traveled to Hengshan alone for thousands of miles. Intercepted at the foot of Mount Heng, everyone applauded-after you tell who she is?”
Zhou Fei choked into the trachea with a sip of rice wine and coughed to death.
The singer thought that Zhou Fei was too engrossed in listening to the story, so she smiled: “It is said that after this heroine was a southern sword, the Snowbreaker has reappeared again in twenty years.”