Stunning weapon

The drizzle in Shangjing continued, the weather was cloudy and cold, and there were more people in the taverns, and every house was packed to the brim.However, a new tavern was opened not far from Mo Mansion, but it was deserted and there were not many people there.It stands to reason that a newly opened restaurant is usually full of people on that day, but this tavern is really abnormal.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is easy to understand.The facade of this tavern is ordinary, the decoration is also very ordinary, dilapidated dining tables, and dilapidated rooms, all these seem to indicate that the wine here is very cheap, but in fact, on the contrary, the wine here is very expensive, so expensive that even the first restaurant in Beijing, Feng Buildings can't compare.

In this way, those who can afford to go to Fenglou will naturally not lower their status to drink here.People who can come here can't afford the wine here. Therefore, since it opened for three days, only two people have been drinking here.These two people have been here for three full days. A middle-aged man and a Taoist priest sit at the same table, but they rarely talk. Most of the time they drink separately, and the middle-aged man sometimes goes out Go for a walk, wander around for the first half of the day and then come back.The Taoist didn't move his nest at all, and kept half lying and half sitting on the bench, with his back against the wall, and his behavior was also very strange. Sometimes he would hold a wine jar in his hand and snored while drinking. After a while, he found his mouth Still drinking wine.

Three days passed, and the middle-aged man seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.Putting down the wine bowl, he said softly, "Why did the Taoist priest come here?"

The old Taoist carried the wine jar, stroked the wine from his beard, and said, "Why did Mr. Bai come here?"

"Bai is of course doing it for Qixin. It must be based on the wisdom of the Taoist priest. It is not difficult to guess." The middle-aged man is Bai Yifeng, the acting master of Qixintang. He hasn't appeared in half a year. His face has not changed, and he is still a Confucian scholar. Dressed up, with a gentle and elegant appearance, there was a natural light smile on the corner of his mouth when he spoke, and the palm of his hand was gently holding the wine bowl, with an unhurried appearance.

The old Taoist waved his hands, raised his legs, and put them on the table. The sound was so loud that half of a plate of beef kernels spilled out. As if he didn't see it, he said casually: "The old Taoist has no wisdom. , even if there is, I don’t bother to care about your Qixintang. There are two reasons for the old man to come here, one is for that..." As he spoke, he pointed to the wine on the counter, and after he finished speaking, he smiled and brought up He picked up the wine jar and said, "The second is for this." After that, he raised his head leisurely and poured wine.

Bai Yifeng obviously wouldn't believe it, but he wasn't impatient, and said slowly with a smile on his face, "The Taoist priest is joking. For such an expert as the Taoist priest, a few jars of wine are nothing."

The old Taoist put down his legs, looked serious, and said: "The old Taoist never jokes. The wine here is not bad, and someone pays for it, why don't you drink it?"

"If others know that Taoist Master Qingxuan, who was so famous in the world 20 years ago, has become an alcoholic, they don't know whether they believe it or not." Bai Yifeng looked at the old Taoist priest with a half-smile and said.If Mei Shichang had heard this name, he would have been shocked, because a large part of the reason why he was determined to recognize Mo Xiaochuan at the beginning was that the Taoist Qingxuan made a divination for him back then.

"The name is just a first name. The old Taoist has not had a name for many years. As for Qingxuan, it was just a wandering Taoist priest 20 years ago, and has nothing to do with the old Taoist." The old Taoist was unmoved, closed his eyes and smiled, Sipping the wine carefully, shaking his head slightly, he seemed to be enjoying himself, and said: "Besides, since Mr. Bai is not telling the truth, why should the old man tell you the truth?"

Bai Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled in astonishment, and said: "I have dealt with those hypocritical people a lot in the past, and I am used to it. Don't blame the Taoist priest."

"The old Taoist is not interested in your affairs. Why is it so strange? Besides, I drank so much wine from you in the past two days. Before I thank you, it was worth it." The old Taoist took two more sips of wine, put down the wine jar, stretched out Lazy and yawning, it seemed as if he was about to fall asleep again.

"Regardless of whether the Taoist chief is interested or not, Bai does not intend to hide it from the Taoist chief." Bai Yifeng took a deep breath, and said, "Bai came here only for the son of Prince Qi, and the Taoist chief must already know who this person is. There is no need to say it."

"Then you don't come early or late, why come at this time?" The old Taoist was unmoved.

"I'm ashamed to say it." Bai Yifeng shook his head, and said, "Bai didn't want to cause trouble for him, but also wanted to see if this son could inherit King Qi's legacy. That's why we delayed until now."

The old Taoist looked at Bai Yifeng, shook his head slightly, and said, "Since Mr. Bai has risked a confrontation with the Falcon Hall, he seems to be planning to do something."

Bai Yifeng shook, smiled wryly, his fair face was full of helplessness, and said, "The Taoist is laughing. That's it, can the Taoist tell me, the purpose of the Taoist's trip?"

The old Taoist waved his hand and said: "Old Taoist, I have ignored the secular world for many years. I just want to drink quietly. I came here today to visit a little friend. It's a pity that he is not at home. You have good wine here, so I will delay it a little longer." ri, that's all."

Bai Yifeng frowned, shook his head slightly, stopped asking, picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it.

Holding the wine jar, the old Taoist raised his head and took a few sips, smiled softly, and said, "Good wine. You're drinking with your thoughts, but you've ruined the wine..."

Bai Yifeng smiled, but did not speak.

Whispers from outside knocked on the ground, splashing a little bit of water, the door of Mo Mansion slowly opened, Lin Feng led a few people, got on his horse, and galloped away.The waiter at the tavern opposite had a panoramic view of the scene, quietly retreated, and whispered something to Bai Yifeng while serving the wine.Bai Yifeng's complexion changed slightly, and he stood up.

"Drink slowly, I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you." Bai Yifeng said something to the old Taoist, then turned his head and walked out of the tavern.

The old Taoist ignored it and drank wine on his own. After a jar of wine went in, he brought up another jar of unopened wine, hiccupped, and said, "Boss, the money for the wine is on your Mr. Bai's head." Go..." After saying that, he wobbled towards the outside.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the shopkeeper hurried around the counter and chased after him, but the partition of the counter passage couldn't be lifted up. He jumped out with a light leap, and his martial arts are not weak.He chased to the door, and asked loudly: "Where is the Taoist priest going, Mr. Bai came back and asked, so the little one has something to say..."

His voice fell, but there was no response, he walked a few steps quickly, came to the door, poked his head out to look around, but there was no sign of the old Taoist...