reluctantly

"Your sword is broken."

Xiao Yuan, who was lying on the rockery, said without raising his eyes.

Facing the young Hu Mingzhi who came here by chance, he thought about what the master said not long ago, and smiled wryly two or three times.

"Ms. Hu is talking big, it's a disaster!"

His hand caressed the broken sword, as soft and affectionate as touching a lover's skin.

Then, he talked a lot, during which Xiao Yuan didn't interrupt a word, he lay there quietly, as if he fell asleep.

"... My mother once said that this sword will be with me for the rest of my life. It can be seen that what people say is not as reasonable as heaven."

"Enough is enough? Your nonsense is worse than my home on the road, and——you disturbed a tired man to sleep."

But his voice was not angry, it was quite peaceful, and he uttered these words as if what he was going to eat today.

None of his eyes were opened.

In this regard, Hu Mingzhi laughed, he smiled a little sadly and then turned into a happy one, finally threw away the broken sword, and looked at Xiao Yuan——his appearance was even more embarrassing than the previous few days, as if he was A certain straw rolled three, four, five or six times, and the hair was even more messy, but the beard was less, completely revealing the mouth that said the merciless words.

Even so, he is still a charming person.

"Master Xiao, you are right, but if what I say is really detrimental to your ears, you might as well cover your beggar-like clothes, and you might as well interrupt when Hu Mou said the first sentence--in this way, your Excellency may You are willing to listen to me."

"... Ha! Who listens to you knights who are full of brains? It's just that I've annoyed you all the way, so it's like listening to a song! The one who sang to me is still a nobleman, and I can make a lot of money Already!"

After he finished speaking, he moved away from the side, still closed his eyes, but patted that spot with his hands accurately.

"Now that you've finished speaking, you should shut up. Now that you've shut up, you should also close your eyes. I'll save a seat. You can lie down or leave directly—please."

He is really a typical person who is unreasonable and unforgiving, but Hu Mingzhi shook his head with a smile, lifted his robe and sat down.

At this moment, it was not yet dark outside, but it felt like night had entered the cave.

His eyelids were shaking up and down, it was time to go to sleep.

So, he had a good night's sleep. In this extremely simple environment, when he woke up, the person next to him had disappeared.

It was also dark.

Dabai told a very funny story.

He said: "I know that rich and noble people always have to experience some labor, and they also humbly ask the peasants who offer offerings to them on weekdays. Once, I saw a landlord who was as fat as a pig with his The concubine came to Yizhuang and said that she wanted to see how Master Jinjian made up the corpse. His concubine saw that the makeup was so wonderful, so she begged the landlord to ask someone to give her a try. Guess what? ?”

Xiao Er asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"Master Rujian said, Xiaosheng puts on makeup for the dead but not for the living. If the pen messes up the yin and yang, the living dies and the dead live, wouldn't it be a mess!" After finishing speaking, Dabai sighed, "Landlord, of course the master is angry. As a result, when he joined Jianshi, he lost his job and went to paint for living people."

"Brother Dabai! Could it be that there are some ghosts!"

"No, it's just that the landlord and the concubine died violently after Master Jianjian disappeared. Didn't the concubine finally get the makeup she wanted?"

"...Brother Dabai, this is not funny!"

Dabai ignored Tianqing's complaints, turned around, opened the bowls and chopsticks with his flexible body, and quietly finished with one sentence.

"The beauty of an adult, what a waste? Happy!"

The author has something to say:

Really cold.