Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Traversers

Chapter 176

Chapter 176

After the dispute was settled, the man in blue chose a seat at will.

It was not far from Qin Mufeng and the other two, about three tables away.

I saw his throat rolling secretly, and rummaged through his clothes. Then he finally found out what seemed to be the last coins, and then ordered a small plate of peanuts and five steamed buns from the shop. And a bowl of muddy wine.

Muddy wine is the muddy lees that floats on the surface during winemaking. It was originally something that the winemaker did not use, but some inns and taverns kept it and sold it to the poor at low prices.

Although the muddy wine is not clear enough and very difficult to drink, the wine is rich enough and the price is very cheap, so it is still very popular among poor people.

Qin Mufeng had been looking at the blue-clothed man, and gradually, he seemed to feel a sad mood from the blue-clothed man.

The sadness of the man in blue is not because he is in a state of poverty at the moment and can’t even afford to pay for his meals.

But…

A kind of rich temperament that has been through too many vicissitudes of life, the years are difficult, and after seeing all the joys and sorrows, this has been able to settle down.

This kind of temperament is like wine and tea, it is very eye-catching, and people can’t help but want to find out!

“This guy… feels like Xuan Daozi, very strong!”

At this moment, Su Wanlian was also concentrating on the blue-clothed man, and couldn’t help but speak to Qin Mufeng with a voice transmission.

She has stepped into the fate of the soul in her palm, and she feels that she is not the opponent of this man in blue!

Moreover, the Cultivation Base shown by the man in blue is obviously only the early stage of Bailian Zhengang, but she has the feeling of facing Xuan Daozi!

“so smart?”

Qin Mufeng was stunned when he heard this. After all, his Cultivation Base was still low, and he didn’t have many masters. Unlike Su Wanlian, he just thought the man in blue was very interesting, and Mi saw that his Cultivation Base was so powerful.

“Yeah! He is a man with a story! Especially the sword on his waist, although dust is in the sheath, it gives me the feeling that it is full of stories!” Su Wanlian stared at the sword on the blue man’s waist, her tone of voice. It was already with the curiosity and excitement that Qin Mufeng was most familiar with.

“Don’t move, let me come.”

Qin Mufeng immediately knew what Su Wanlian wanted to do, and said quickly.

Su Wanlian’s personality is very similar to that of Nie Qingshuang before. If she was asked to find out the details of the man in blue, she would have offended people just like Nie Qingshuang when she opened her mouth.

Immediately Qin Mufeng didn’t wait for Su Wanlian’s refusal, got up directly from the mount, and asked for a pot of “burning knives” that was the most suitable for drinking on a snowy day from the inn shop Xiaoer, and sat directly opposite the man in blue.

Looking at the blue man carefully at this moment, he saw that his face was thin, his eyes wilted, and his expression was decadent. There was a simple and unpretentious handle hanging obliquely from his right waist. The scabbard seemed to have ragged gaps, and the hilt was also very ordinary and mysterious. Sword of the color of iron.

And the dust on his face and clothes all showed that he had driven a long, long way, and only then passed this snow-covered inn.

After this close and close scrutiny, Qin Mufeng felt that this person was full of stories.

He is like the ruined sword on his waist.

Obviously Cultivation Base is strong enough to be comparable to Xuan Daozi, but all the sharpness and sharpness are as tattered like that sword, even…

All broken!

Although Qin Mufeng came uninvited, and sat opposite him very unceremoniously.

But the man in blue did not pay attention to Qin Mufeng, did not speak, still bowed his head to eat his peanuts and drank his turbid bitter wine.

The so-called bitter wine hurts in the throat, maybe…

The reason why he ordered these muddy wines was not only because of not enough money, but also because he wanted to taste the bitterness of the wine carefully.

Drinking wine, tasting loneliness, probably that’s it!

“Muddy wine is bitter and hard to swallow. You are like someone with this type of wine.” The two were speechless, after Qin Mufeng looked at it, they suddenly spoke lightly.

“The world is miserable, and the years are passing by. Whether it is turbid wine or fine wine, it is just a desire in the mouth. If you can drink it, you will be content. Why do you want it?”

The blue-clothed man still didn’t look up at Qin Mufeng, as if no one was sitting in front of him, he was very casual and very indifferent.

“Life has been a hundred years, coming and going in a hurry, and eventually returning to the loess. If there is no pursuit, wouldn’t it be in vain?” Qin Mufeng filled himself with a cup of burning knives, raised his head and drank it, and said again.

“When you have seen all the scenery and tasted all the drinks, you will understand that the world is nothing more than this.” The man in blue finally put down his hand and then slowly raised his head and began to examine Qin Mufeng.

If you can say these things, you shouldn’t be the enemy.

Qin Mufeng smiled and said, “Since it’s all the same, isn’t the wine better?”

The blue-clothed man looked at the turbidity in the cup: “Everything is fate, I can’t help anyone. No one loves fine wine, but I can only drink this cup of turbid wine.”

“But I don’t believe in fate, so let’s forget about the dirty wine, try my burning knife!” Since the invitation is kindly invited, then it is disrespectful! ”

“It’s nothing more than a small pot of burning knives, how can I say it kindly!”

“Little brother, refreshing!”

“Miao Zan!”

“Hahaha!!! Good wine!”

“happy!!!”

…

As the two talked, they laughed inexplicably.

Laugh freely, laugh boldly, laugh freely!

At this moment, the two seemed to be good friends for many years, strangers who had never met for the first time.

This world is so wonderful.

The two people who met by the water, but the fate of one side, because of the dirty wine and the fine wine, in a few words, they all have a general understanding of each other.

Qin Mufeng means that your Cultivation Base is extraordinary, and your status is not simple. You can’t get turbid wine into your eyes, but now you can only drink turbid wine in a glass, which is not in line with your identity.

The blue-clothed man said: You are too young, immature, do not understand life, cannot drink the sorrow and bitterness of dirty wine, nor can you taste the vicissitudes of life, and the years have settled. Not in the middle of the song, it is difficult to understand the meaning of the song!

The conversation between Qin Mufeng and the blue-clothed man seemed to be arguing and full of disputes, but it was precisely because of this that they could understand each other’s meaning!

Will laugh too!

Because they also appreciate each other very much!

Especially Qin Mufeng, his smile has more profound meaning.

Every teenager has dreamed of drinking and talking about Rivers and Lakes, and walking around the world with swords.

At this moment, the conversation between him and the man in blue is full of the rich Rivers and Lakes atmosphere.

This feeling is like the scene where Qiao Feng and Duan Yu Inn compare wine in “The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils”!

Think of it all!

After laughing, Qin Mufeng put his gaze on the waist of the man in blue, or on the very ordinary, even some broken ancient sword, and asked aloud: “Your sword is full of stories, you Do you understand swords?”

“I used to understand very well, but now I don’t understand it, and it…now is no longer a sword.” The man in blue looked down at the ancient sword hanging from his waist, and sighed in surprise.

“What does this mean? Why don’t you understand? And it used to be a sword?”

“It used to be… the king! The king of the sword!”

“Why do you dare not even call the sword now even though you are the king of the sword?”

“The winner is king, and the loser is Kou! If you are not a king, what is a sword!”

“So, it lost?”

“Yes, it was defeated, and it was a terrible defeat, a terrible defeat.”

“But it’s not dead yet!”

“But it is still defeated! It is defeated and dead, although it has tried its best.”

“You are wrong! Only the person who holds the sword will die, not the sword! Even if the sword is dead, the heart will not die! Even if the heart is dead, righteousness will not die!”

Hearing Qin Mufeng’s last words, the blue-clothed man’s face was startled.

He looked at Qin Mufeng carefully again, and suddenly laughed: “Hahahahaha!! Good! Good point! So a person does not die with the sword, the sword does not die, the heart does not die!”

“Thank you! This glass of wine is not fun enough!” Qin Mufeng smiled lightly, then shouted at the table, “Little Er! Drink! Yes, it is the most expensive one written on your sign, the one named Ren Shenlu Wine!”