Chapter 159

The seafood soup in the small copper pot was bubbling, and there was a strong fragrance. Four men sat around, staring at the fire under the pot in a daze.

The little sister is cooking in the kitchen. Before she comes to the table, the men have to chat to pass the time.

Li dingxun's waist is surrounded by a Taoist robe provided by friendship, and his upper body is bare. In the light of the fire, he is like a piece of oily honey barbecue.

He didn't mind his image. He endured hunger and turned to the Taoist priest: "why do you call someone an enemy of ten thousand people?"

"The pure land has spread. The eldest son of the leader of the Shixiang sect bravely rushes into Longtan, and his whereabouts are unknown." The Taoist priest's tone was hasty. "What you've done is really amazing! One is equal to the other! well! That is, the original Buddha can do it. Because of this, we ran Shan also made an exception to let go of our grudges with you. Master Qinglang specially divined a divination for you and figured out that your life was not finished yet. Ha, your parents have been staying with us for the past three months. They want us to calculate your position every day. If we can't figure it out, we'll make a lot of trouble. "

The Taoist took a breath of saliva and said, "your life style is very strange. Even master Qinglang can't see through it. It seems that the previous life must be very great. My master said he knew you. He went to Guangdong more than ten years ago and was caught by shixiangmen's disciples to tell the children's fortune. That's you. But... "

Li dingxun let out a "Oh". I have the impression that the wretched old Taoist at the full moon said that Li dingxun was a broken army star.

The little Taoist laughed awkwardly, "but my master said that you are a lonely star of Tiansha, who died early."

The old man glared his eyes bigger than a cow. Can this kind of bad luck be said directly in front of others?

Bai Zimo stares at Li dingxun's thoughtful expression. He can't help but sweat for his best friend. If he feels offended, he and others will die.

However, Li dingxun is actually feeling that fate is really wonderful. Shi xiangmen and ran Shan can be regarded as a pair of enemies, but coincidental stories often happen between them.

The Taoist continued to chatter.

My younger sister has come out with the dish case. When you come, you will naturally have to add six hot dishes, two cold dishes and one soup.

Fried lobster in wine, fried chicken in soy sauce, braised pork with plum vegetables, carved fish, steamed crab, fish flavored tofu.

Qinggong bamboo shoots, mushrooms cold panning.

Song Sao fish soup.

The Taoist held his sleeve robe in his mouth and couldn't stop singing, "ah, ah! Fu Xi Xi, little sister, is really a life-saving Bodhisattva. It's so rich! "

The younger sister kicked the tired and lazy Taoist priest with her foot, "let's take a seat. People want to sit down." Then she was sitting quietly beside Li dingxun, with star eyes open, "brother, do you want to taste my craft?"

Taoist shriveled mouth, holding a chopstick carved fish - really sour!

Bai Zimo calmly poured wine for everyone. Originally, he didn't intend to pour wine for his younger sister, but the girl put the bowl to the side of the jar, so she had to have a bowl.

After a circle of pouring, Bai Zimo was about to hold a bowl of toast. Unexpectedly, little sister stood up directly.

"Oh, I've come to toast you!" Little sister put the wine bowl between her eyebrows, a pair of shining eyes at the bottom of the bowl looming, "first bowl to our brother Li! Heroes are enemies to thousands of people

Li dingxun sprinkled a smile, "Jing Fu Xi Xi, my little sister is clever, beautiful and kind-hearted. If I take in Li, I will be rewarded in the future."

The Taoist priest frowned and his expression was distorted. My younger sister had never been so enthusiastic to him Also, this strange fish is really sour!

They drank it all in one gulp. Bai Zimo kept pouring wine.

"The second bowl to my grandfather, I wish you a long and healthy life!"

The old man's eyes wandered and unconsciously looked at Li dingxun. He said clearly, "girls, take care of yourself first. The old man is fine

Drink again, pour again.

Fu Xi Xi's face is ruddy, with a thin layer of sweat on the thin hair. It looks like polished pink pearls. "The third bowl, to Taoist Ping'an and elder brother Bai, help each other and be brothers all your life!"

The Taoist didn't forgive, "Yo Yo, when it comes to us, we'll be together. It's a perfunctory murmur

That's what he said, but his eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles. The fish was really strange, sour and astringent, and then sweet.

Fuxi swallowed her last sip of wine and immediately sat down, shaking her head like a rattle, "no, no! I'm drunk. " Then she changed her sitting posture, holding her legs in her hands, chin in her knees, and looked askance at Li dingxun's dinner.

After drinking three bowls of wine, the Taoist finally flushed the taste out of his mouth, rekindled his curiosity and began to ask questions.

"Master Li, can you tell us what you have been doing in the past three months?"

Li dingxun chewed slowly and answered in a flat tone, "sleep."

"Where is it?"

"The bottom of the sea."

When people stare, will they sleep at the bottom of the sea?

"Ha, that's creative." The Taoist said, "never wake up?"

"Well, I had a long dream."

"What are you going to do next?""Explore overseas and see the end of the world."

The old man said with a dry smile, "if you want to go to jueyu, I'm afraid you can't catch it with the old man's boat."

"You may as well, someone will go."

As soon as he said this, the smile on the old man's face lightened.

We continued to eat and drink. We drank five jars of yellow rice wine and one jar of Shaojiu. On the pretext of too much wine, the old man asked his younger sister to go back to the cubicle to sleep. He also lay down on the bed board in the corner. Not long after, the swordsman said he had enough to eat and drink, and he also fled to the bed board to meditate.

On the tablecloth, the scraps were cold. Beside the tablecloth, the two men continued to drink.

The Taoist was staring at the charcoal fire under the copper pot and pouring it into his mouth with a bowl in his hand. Li dingxun took a sip of wine and cold dishes with chopsticks.

After the storm, the sea was as calm as a corpse. The salty smell changed its tone, like aloes mixed with rotten wood.

Three months.

……

Countless eyes.

There are so many eyes that people feel dizzy, frightened and disgusted. They are distributed in the dark, in the flesh and blood, in the shadow wilderness, in the dead bone forest, in all crevices and non crevices, in everything that should have eyes or should not have eyes.

* these are illusions. Li Dingxun walks on the half dry wet soil. A lot of sludge is absorbed on the soles of the feet, dried up and hardened, and there are stones and insects in the sludge.

Walk in unclean places.

All around the eyeballs, they emit very stingy light, completely did not illuminate the road, and seems to be extremely evenly distributed, so that Li dingxun almost lost his way.

Out of here, he knew, he had to leave.

Every step, is the same distance, seems to have a ruler at the foot of the measurement.

Ignore the malice of those eyes, in fact, there is no difference walking on the sky.

Li dingxun walked in silence.

Slowly realize that it doesn't work.

Take a step, if it takes half a second.

His journey is longer than the history of human origin.