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Chapter 407 Drinking with old things (12)

Wang Anfeng's body was a little stiff.

It was as if he had returned to the time when he had not practiced martial arts, and stood there blankly.

Even the sound of his own breathing was subconsciously slowed down, but his perception was maximized, and even the soft sound of the breeze blowing through the dead branches in the distance was clearly captured.

That voice was not his illusion.

After confirming this point, Wang Anfeng's eyes moved, and the depressive world he had just perceived became alive in an instant. He took a deep breath, turned around abruptly, and walked to the door with a few strides. forward.

He raised his hand and put it on the wooden door.

After a pause, he then used all his strength at this moment to forcefully pull open the wooden door. This door had been used for a long time, and with a sound of kerala, he almost pulled it down directly, knocking down a lot. Dust, sprinkled on his green shirt.

Wang Anfeng stared wide-eyed, looking at the old man dozing on the bed.

The old man seemed startled by the sound of him opening the door, and trembled violently in his sleep.

Opening his eyes, he turned his head to look at the young man whose facial features had grown. The young man stood at the door, the shaken dust shimmering in the backlight, and the silhouette in a green shirt came back against the light, like a dream.

Abandoned Dao's eyes blurred for a moment.

In fact, Wang Anfeng's facial features are not very similar to his father's. His eyebrows and eyes are more like his mother's. Overall, he is two points softer than the towering scholar back then. Dressed in a green shirt, Abandoned Dao still couldn't restrain the sudden memory.

He was still young back then, there were ten miles of peach forests, and the water was flowing. He was a little drunk, sitting on the trunk of the peach tree, holding the wine cup in one hand, and there was also a green shirt standing in front of him, smiling at him.

In the backlight, the scholar opened his mouth, and the whispered voice was shattered in the memory and has become blurred.

"Li Bo!"

"You're back?!"

After being dazed for a few breaths, Wang Anfeng took a step forward and swept directly from the door to the side of the bed. His clothes fluttered and rattled. Some look at a loss.

Abandon the Tao and come back to God.

Looking at Wang Anfeng, Wang Anfeng got closer, and he also saw the boy's features. He was not the tall and handsome scholar in his memory. Then he remembered that the scholar who had been a golden and iron horse all his life had passed away, and he saw that guy with his own eyes. Closed eyes.

I feel a little empty in my heart.

Immediately, the joy and relief of reunion rose again, suppressing these emotions no less than that of the young man, the old man just raised his hand, rubbed Wang Anfeng's head heavily, and said with a grin:
"Yeah, I'm back..."

"Look how you little guy has been doing for three years."

Wang Anfeng also just laughed, Li Qidao grabbed the young man's shoulders with both hands, pushed him back, looked up and down his eyebrows, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and said:
"It doesn't look bad."

"Not bad!"

Wang Anfeng grinned, and tightly grasped the hem of Abandoned Dao's clothes.

The return of Apostasy was a surprise.

The New Year's Eve is only a few days away, neither Wang Anfeng nor Wang Hongyi expected that the old man who had been away from Daliang Village for three years would come back suddenly at this time.

Wang Hongyi was overjoyed, the efficiency of killing pigs increased by [-]%, and he shouted, if he hadn't given birth to a son, he would have to dig out his daughter Hong who was buried under the tree today and get drunk.

In exchange for these words, Abandoned Dao rolled his eyes.

That is to say, only those who don’t have a daughter dare to say that. If there is a daughter in the family, whoever dares to think about the girl in the jar? Wang Butcher probably can play tricks with that pig-killing knife, and give it to whoever dares to come Make a knife.

Wang Hongyi had no choice but to scratch his head and put on a silly smile, saying:
"Where can this be?"

Abandoning Dao let out a laugh, too lazy to talk to this duplicity butcher.

The pork belly that Wang Butcher gave to Wang Anfeng only lasted for less than half a day, and Wang Anfeng packed up a table full of meals, and waited for Li Qidao to sit down before turning back to the house and abandoning himself. The wine prepared by Dao was taken out from the Shaolin Temple.

This was fought at the wine shop at the foot of Fufeng Bulao Pavilion at that time. After beheading a sixth-rank elder with a sword, he changed his name to Daokuang, slapped his horse with wine, and walked away.

It's just that the name 'beheading and washing the sword for three thousand miles' which was very proud at that time, but when faced with abandoning the Tao, he couldn't say it at all.

After thinking about it, it is better not to mention the name that was given when the spirit of war was boiling. Wang Anfeng hid the dangerous part of his business, but only briefly explained the origin of the wine.

Li Qidao patted the mud off the wine jar, closed his eyes and smelled the aroma of the wine, then smacked his mouth in disdain, and said with a smile:
"It's just ordinary roadside wine, with an earthy smell."

"I thought you prepared some good wine for the old man."

Wang Anfeng scratched his head in embarrassment.

He doesn't know much about wine either, but he just thinks this wine is a little bit better than the usual ones bought with money.

Li Qidao shook his head again and again, and with a few words, he criticized the jar of wine as worthless.

Then he ran out of words, opened the wine jug beside him, shook his palm, held the wine jar with his right hand, and clasped his left hand inwardly. An internal force absorbed all the wine in the wine jar without spilling a drop. All of them were collected in the jug, and then the wine cork was carefully put on.

Looking up and seeing Wang Anfeng, the old man was a little guilty at first, and then he became confident and shouted:
"It can't be wasted."

"Furthermore, this wine was obtained in exchange for the heads of a few sixth-rank warriors. The Daqin Jianghu is big, but sixth-rank warriors are not leeks. Cutting a crop and growing a crop has such a meaning. This wine can also be regarded as You can take a bite."

The old man shook the wine jug in his hand, put the wine jug around his waist and tied it, went to get another jug ​​of wine, poured it into a bowl for himself, raised his neck and drank it, picked up his chopsticks and ate several pieces Rou, took a long breath and said:
"Hey, I've been outside for so long, and I can only eat the food you cooked."

"What are the things outside, are they eaten by people?"

"You boy, how have you been these three years..."

Wang Anfeng filled up the wine for the old man, and sat aside, answering questions about abandoning the Tao, including the experience of these years and the progress of martial arts.

Although Abandoned Dao had already guessed when talking about the origin of this wine before, but when Wang Anfeng said that he had stepped into the third grade, the old man's movements were still stiff.

He didn't say much, but the speed of drinking was much faster.

Bowl after bowl.

The spirits that Wang Anfeng brought back were poured down his throat almost like pouring water.

After abandoning the Tao and drinking the third jar of wine, Wang Anfeng slapped the seal of the fourth jar of wine for the old man. The young man hesitated for a moment, but still asked:
"Uncle Li, where have you been these three years..."

For a full three years, Wang Anfeng returned to Daliang Village several times, but each time he never saw Abandoned Dao. If Wang Hongyi hadn't been looking after him, the courtyard would have already turned into a wilderness. If it wasn't for the occasional letters coming back Wang Anfeng almost thought that something happened to the old man in front of him.

Li Qidao paused for a while to drink.

After a moment of silence, the old man looked outside and wrote lightly:

"It's nothing."

"Just went to meet some old buddies."

"I've stayed in this small village for too long, and I haven't seen them for too long, heh, one of them even lost his temper."

Thinking of the raging waves, Li Qidao laughed.

Drank the added spirit in the bowl in one gulp.

Wang Anfeng filled up the wine for Abandoning Dao again, put the black wine jar on the table, thought for a while, and said:
"Since he is Li Bo's friend, he should also be my elder..."

"If there is a chance, I should also pay a visit."

Abandoning Dao nodded silently, then looked at the sky, and said with a soft smile:
"of course."

"If they know that you are going to visit them, they must be very happy to come."

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