Kaifeng Bistro

Seeing the two of them arguing there, Tan Zhifeng almost died of anxiety. He spent a long time climbing over the collapsed wall, came to the front, and said to Wu Fusheng: "Brother Wu, you want to compete in martial arts!" When can't we? We said it well before we came here to get... to get what we want, why don't we shake hands with Big Brother Zhan first, settle the matter properly, and then you two, and then compete... "

"No!" Wu Fusheng said decisively: "I said that if you want to compete now, then you must do it now! Zhifeng, you stand far away and watch from the side. If this imperial cat refuses to exert all its strength, then it will be regarded as him." Lose, no... I have to make him swear, if he doesn't take me seriously, he will leave the Juque sword in the ruins! From now on, don't lie around under the name of Nanxia people!"

Zhan Zhao saw that there was no way to dodge this battle, so he held the scabbard in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Okay. I will fight with you, but let's make an agreement. If I win, we will shake hands and make a deal as Zhifeng said." Let's solve the case together; if I lose..."

"If you lose, then listen to me." Wu Fusheng swung the steel knife horizontally, and that half-smile expression appeared on his face again, but this time, his eyes were not so indifferent, but Tan Zhifeng Tan Zhifeng couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the persistence that he had never seen before, and he couldn't find anything to persuade him.

Zhan Zhao responded, and the two jumped up into the air at the same time. The Juque sword came out of its scabbard with a long roar, and collided with Wu Fusheng's short knife with a "Zheng". As soon as their feet touched the ground, they jumped up again and landed on the eaves On the paper, pieces of rubble fell one after another, swords flew, and Tan Zhifeng saw white light bursts in front of him, and he couldn't even see the figures of the two of them clearly.

Tan Zhifeng originally wanted to use some spiritual power to end the fight quickly, but Wu Fusheng's eyes appeared in front of his eyes, and he suddenly realized that this was a grievance between Zhan Zhao and Wu Fusheng, and he should definitely not intervene.

He looked at Wu Fusheng's figure like a wandering dragon, and the words he said sounded in his ears: "...Don't mention anything else, I think you must know that a few years ago, the King of Xiangyang subdued the law, and his gang of minions also Let go..."

"...This is a few years ago, in order to save my life, an expert injected his own spiritual power into these jade stones..."

"...she saved me, I am grateful to her, I worship her as my teacher..."

"Could it be that he is..." Tan Zhifeng took a few steps back, almost tripping over the pile of fallen wooden beams, but fortunately there was a soft but strong hand supporting him behind him, and said with a soft smile: "Shopkeeper, you guys But it’s really not worrying, I have to receive uninvited guests once every three days in this place of pure Buddhist cultivation, how can I do business if this goes on like this?”

Tan Zhifeng thought of Wu Fusheng's words just now, and looked back in surprise and suspicion. It really was Wen Hui looking at him with a smile, admiring his flustered appearance.He unconsciously looked Wen Hui up and down. Although he didn't know whether he was a man or a woman, Tan Zhifeng felt the heat on his face, and stammered, "Master, really... We really didn't intend to disturb you." , just for the official business a few days ago..."

"Hehe..." Wen Hui looked thoughtfully at Wu Fusheng, then at Zhifeng in front of him, and said with a smile, "What? Could it be that my disobedient and self-willed apprentice said something to you? Why are you doing this? Look at me?"

While Tan Zhifeng and Wen Hui were talking, the fight between the two became more and more inseparable.Tan Zhifeng vaguely heard Zhan Zhao asking repeatedly: "Where is Mr. Wu's family name? Why did you come to Kaifeng City?"

Wu Fusheng didn't intend to answer at all, he swung his dagger and stabbed at Zhan Zhao.Zhan Zhao twisted his waist and wrapped himself up to hide, the Juque sword brushed along the steel blade, and a series of sparks flashed out.

Wen Hui sighed softly, and said: "'Avoiding misfortune lies in eliminating resentment.' My apprentice never understood this truth. He only knows how to fight hard, not only suffers for himself, but also often hurts others. Shopkeeper Tan, you are kind-hearted, you are a People with Buddha nature, do you want to work with me to resolve this enmity?"

"Of course I want to..." Tan Zhifeng hurriedly said, "But you see that they are fighting hard, how...how can this be resolved?"

"I have a solution." Wen Hui smiled softly, Shi Shiran took Tan Zhifeng's hand, and led him to the corridor.Tan Zhifeng pulled his hand away in embarrassment, but Wen Hui blinked slyly and said, "Why, why are you shy? Could it be that you don't like men, but women?"

"This, this is not a matter of liking men or women..." Tan Zhifeng muttered softly, "I..."

"You only like your brother, don't you?" Wen Hui asked with a relaxed tone and a smile.

"You..." Tan Zhifeng stumbled again, managed to stand still, and asked in surprise, "What did you say?"

"You should be asking me how I know." Wen Hui took his hand again with a smile, helped him across a piece of ground that had already been cracked, and said, "I've said it before, I'm your old friend, there's nothing I don't want know things."

Tan Zhifeng frowned, thinking about Wen Hui's words.old friend?So... how old should it be?Did it start from the very beginning, or when did it start...they have passed so many days, Tan Zhifeng tried to recall, but he thought of Xu Gan who had disappeared. Life and death refused to continue to provide him with information.

They finally came to a slightly secluded corner, facing the two still fighting diagonally.Wen Hui whispered a few words in Tan Zhifeng's ear, and Tan Zhifeng hesitated and said, "This...is this okay? If...if it really stabs Brother Zhan, then, then..."

"Then I'm still here? Just cooperate." Wen Hui poked his forehead: "Do you want to help?"

"I think, I think!" Tan Zhifeng nodded quickly.Only then did Wen Hui happily shake his sleeves and sit cross-legged, flipping his fingers, Tan Zhifeng suddenly felt a wave of heat around him, and a dark blue flame burst out behind Wen Hui.The dilapidated stone pillars around were rumbling, Zhan Zhao put away his sword first, and shouted, "Yu... Mr. Wu, I can't hit anymore, look, this place is about to collapse!"

At this moment, a light blue light shot out from Wen Hui's slender and white fingers, and landed on Wu Fusheng's face.Both Tan Zhifeng and Zhan Zhao were taken aback. Seeing Wu Fusheng's bluish blue light flashing like flowing clouds, his face instantly became blurred, and his eyebrows and eyes turned into an unrecognizable fog of light.

Wu Fusheng also felt that something was wrong, he staggered back a few steps, and was about to stand still, Zhan Zhao had already dropped the giant gate in his hand, and ran forward to reach out to help him, at this moment, there was another faint A blue light flashed across, and blood splattered on Zhan Zhao's chest.

"Hurry up!" Wen Hui stood up and pushed Tan Zhifeng violently.The hot wind in his palm brought Tan Zhifeng to Zhan Zhao.Seeing that Zhan Zhao didn't notice it at all, Tan Zhifeng still wanted to step forward and grab Wu Fusheng's sleeve. He quickly pulled Zhan Zhao back, then raised his hand to touch the bright red patch on his chest and shouted in pretended panic: "Uh , Zhan, Brother Zhan, you, you were stabbed by a knife..."

At this moment, Zhan Zhao suddenly felt dizzy. He took Tan Zhifeng's hand and looked down. He saw that Tan Zhifeng's hand was covered with sticky blood, and his chest was also cold. Although it didn't feel the same as when he was injured before. Same, but he couldn't think anymore, he quickly raised his hand to cover his chest, but his eyes still fell on Wu Fusheng.

Tan Zhifeng also followed his gaze, only to see that the ugly weirdo just now had disappeared, and in front of him was a young man with a jade-like complexion and impeccable beauty.The beauty of this young man is different from that of Zhan Zhao—his sword eyebrows fly into his temples, his eyes are like the deep lake water in a cold pool, shining with cold and dazzling light in the night light, his nose bridge is high, his lips are bright red, and his gaze is heart-warming He is full of unruly and unruly nature, even Tan Zhifeng, who has seen countless celebrities and beauties for thousands of years, couldn't help being shocked when he saw his face clearly, and forgot for a while. With the role I played, it was difficult to take my eyes off his face.

Zhan Zhao's hand on his chest dropped, and he struggled again to stand up and walk towards the young man. Tan Zhifeng came back to his senses, held him down with all his strength, and said, "Brother Zhan, Brother Zhan, you're injured. Can't move anymore..."

The surroundings gradually returned to calm, and the young man on the opposite side looked around as if he had just woken up from a dream, and at a glance, he saw that a few steps away from him, Tan Zhifeng supported Zhan Zhao who was lying on the ground, and the color of the ink coat on Zhan Zhao's chest gradually faded. Deep, Tan Zhifeng's snow-white hands were also covered with dark red blood.

He suddenly looked down, and saw a bright red stream of blood dripping down from the blade of his steel knife, and blood stains were also spattered on the blue rocks under his feet.He was a little at a loss, his eyes widened and he was stunned for a while, before he lifted his feet and staggered towards this side step by step.

Tan Zhifeng looked at Wen Hui in the distance, Wen Hui raised his finger to point to his eyes, and then wiped his eyes again, Tan Zhifeng understood now, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes a few times, but still couldn't cry.However, as the blood on Zhan Zhao's chest became darker and darker, and the cold wind blew past, Tan Zhifeng was anxious and frightened, and his head began to ache.He looked at the blood on his hands, although he didn't know whether it was true or not, but this scene reminded him of many years ago, when he and another person went through a lot of hardships and presented the found sword to the throne, Suddenly, a sudden sternness flashed across the face of the normally dignified and steady emperor, he drew his sword in his hand, and stabbed straight at himself.

The red eyes were magnified endlessly in front of Tan Zhifeng's eyes. He didn't realize what happened, but he saw that the familiar face in front of him was full of fear that could never be let go, followed by despair, hatred, He didn't feel that the blood was flowing out from the wound, nor did he feel that his life was disappearing. He felt an unspeakable pain in the depths of his soul. He tried to raise his hand, but he only caught a drop of cold water. teardrop.

Time and space changed, and everything disappeared again. Tan Zhifeng felt his face hurt terribly, and it was cool from the night wind.He wiped his face with his hand, and sure enough, his face was already full of tears.