Blood Dragon God

Chapter 58

The night wind blows the mountains, and the stars shine on the plains.

Wang Liang was slightly drunk, and his steps were a little wobbly.

The whole body exudes an extremely strong aroma of wine.

After bidding farewell to the group of Duanmu teenagers, they walked quietly in the deep night alone.

The qi and blood flowed, continuously expelling the wine in the body, and as the wine evaporated, the whole air was filled with a smell of wine.

Blossoming flowers bloom in the night, the intoxicating fragrance of flowers comes with the wind, intertwined with the fragrance of wine in the air, the smell is mixed with the breeze, rippling wantonly.

"You only sit in front of the flowers when you are sober, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers."

Slightly intoxicated, Wang Liang recalled a verse he read from a book, and couldn't help feeling proud, and began to chant freely.

"What is the whole content of this little poem?"

With a slight turn of the mind, I remembered it in my heart.

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortal in Peach Blossom Temple. The Peach Blossom Immortal planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms for wine money. When drunk, he only sat in front of the flowers, and when he was drunk, he came to sleep under the flowers. Half drunk and half awake day after day, The flowers fall and the flowers bloom year after year. I hope that I will die when I am old, and I will not bow before the chariots and horses. The chariots and horses are full of joy for the rich, and the poor are destined for the poor. If you compare the rich and the poor, one is on the ground and the other is on the sky If you compare the poor to chariots and horses, he has to drive me to be free. Others laugh at me as crazy, but I laugh at others who can’t see through. I don’t see the tombs of heroes in the five tombs, and there are no flowers and no wine to hoe the fields.”

Singing freely, the clear and clear voice resounded under the quiet night sky, the bright moon frightened the magpies, the breeze blew the cicadas in the middle of the night, and the sound of frogs diving into the water was startled.

"The Peach Blossom Immortal, laughing and cursing, all become essays, the flowers fall into the water, a piece of nature. Treating the chariots and horses, the dignitaries as dust, and the wine cups and flowers as heaven, they have their own pride. Whether it is crazy or crazy, the flowers Sit alone, drink and pour yourself, and enjoy yourself."

"I'm really envious, these sect members live a carefree life."

Wang Liang read from a book that this poem was written by a great sect named Peach Blossom Immortal when he was playing in the world.

Between the lines of the poem, it is unrestrained and unrestrained, describing all kinds of human emotions in the world.

"The ancients said that if you have poetry and books in your stomach, you should read more books when you have time. You should read some books of all kinds to enrich your knowledge."

As the smell of alcohol evaporated, Wang Liang's body became a little weak. He wobbled and refused to fall.

A shadow flashed in front of my eyes, I stretched out my hand to hold it, but I saw it was a tall and strong green pine, patted the tree with my hand, and said with a smile: "When you are drunk, you are greedy for laughter. It takes time to worry about it. There is nothing good about it. Last night I fell drunk by the pine tree, and asked me how I was drunk? I only suspected that Song Song would come to help me, so I pushed Song Song with my hand and said, "Go."

And chant the previous words without feeling tears.

Under the empty night sky, there is only one person, standing against the pine tree, feeling lost.

Ask the breeze between heaven and earth, would you be willing to overcome the eternal sorrow with me?
"dad!"

"mom!"

"I miss you!"

"You wait, I will find you soon."

In his drunken eyes, the shadows of his parents seemed to appear. Wang Liang stood beside the pine tree, crying and laughing, happy and sad.

When the breeze blows, dark clouds gather, covering the sky full of stars and moons, and wisps of light rain, I don’t know when, it starts to fall, misty, boundless, pattering, and enveloping the mountains.

The rain hit his body, and there was a bone-chilling chill. Wang Liang woke up a little bit, let the drizzle hit his body, and the slanting wind blew gently, walking alone in the wind and rain.

When passing by a pond, I picked up a lotus leaf, put it on my head, used it as an umbrella, and walked away.

There was the sound of rain and wind blowing in my ears, and everything was rustling.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating leaves. Why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are light than horses. Who is afraid? A cloud of mist and rain will make you live forever."

Wang Liang, who was slightly drunk, seemed to have become a poet. The lines of poems he had seen once came out from his mouth, and the sound moved the mountains and hills.

Braving the wind and rain, he traveled quickly all the way, and soon arrived at Dingjiazhuang.

Stepping into the house, it was dark. Fortunately, Wang Liangtian's vision, earth and hearing skills have been practiced well. It seems that the bloody pupil technique is used, and the inside of the eyes is as bright as electricity. When it shines out, it can be seen clearly.

In the empty yard, a sycamore tree stretches its branches and leaves in the wind and rain, looking down on the sky, the crystal raindrops roll on the leaves, it is really cute, but the straight main pole is letting the wind blow and the rain blow. , I stand still.

The tree is still the same tree.

The courtyard is still the same courtyard.

Familiar place, familiar taste, but without the familiar person.

Although the world is big, but now I am the only one here.

Infinite loneliness came from all directions. Wang Liang felt that his spirit was very exhausted. He closed the door and did not practice. He slept with his clothes on and slept until dawn.

The sky was hazy, and when the east was about to dawn, Wang Liang had already woken up, got out of bed, stood in front of the window, and looked out of the room. The rain that night still didn't stop, but it was getting heavier and heavier.

The night blends with the surrounding fields, and the rain is everywhere.

Looking into the distance, the water smoke rises and the breeze blows slightly in the far away place, so I can't see clearly.

However, nearby, there are colorful fallen flowers covering the ground, and the green leaves are even more green. The wind and rain were drastic last night, but now when I wake up, it becomes green, fat, red and thin.

After watching for a while, Wang Liang washed his face.

In the room, I started my morning exercise.

This time, the practice did not mobilize Qi and blood, but moved the body, moved the hands and feet, and fought with moves, one move after another, very proficient.

And when practicing the moves, images appeared in his mind, and he remembered the martial arts moves that many young warriors had seen in the hero meeting last night.

Following the memory, in Wang Liang's mind, villains seemed to appear one by one, and these villains were constantly performing a set of different martial arts.

"Let me break these moves one by one."

Wang Liang was full of pride, standing there, thinking quietly.

From the nine-story stone pagoda, the contents of many martial arts cheats that he had read also roiled in Wang Liang's mind.

One move after another, slowly unraveling, thinking of the subtlety, he couldn't help but put a faint smile full of confidence on his face.

Immediately hang the knife, ask the hero who is the opponent, sing to the wine, and wait for the scholar to rule the roost!
At this moment, Wang Liang was full of confidence and his eyes were bright.

He turned back from the fugue, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable and unexplainable charm, as if there was a vigorous atmosphere that everything was under control.

"Heaven, it's already bright!"

Looking around, the universe is bright, but the rain still keeps falling.

"It's raining. I'm afraid the rain won't stop. I have to hurry to the refining shop today to make the utensils on the order. However, there are too many orders. If I do it alone, I don't know what to do." When the time comes, we have to think of a way.”

While Wang Liang lowered his head and pondered, outside the courtyard, there was a chaotic noise of footsteps and rainwater when a group of people rushed in.

(End of this chapter)