Chapter 2

Winding around, Lu Fan came to a shop.

This is a shabby little shop. It has no name. Its customers are desolate. They usually make a living by selling small wine and vegetables. The boss is a bad old man. Lu fan has always called him Lao Wu. This old man is always drunk. Today is no exception, Lu fan has come to his door, he is still holding the wine jar to sleep.

Shabby tables and chairs, with a rotten smell. There was dust all over the ground, and a few mice could be seen playing in the corner. But Lu Fan liked this place because it was quiet, there was no ridicule, there was no ridicule.

"Lao Wu, give me some wine."

Lu Fan knocks on the counter, and Wu opens his dim sleep.

Looking up at Lu fan, Wu first reached out and Lu Fan took out the copper plate and threw it on the counter.

Old Wu put away the copper plate first, and then unexpectedly handed the wine jar in his arms to Lu Fan. In a slightly murky voice, he said, "half of it is left. It's cheaper for you. If you can't finish, bring it back to me. "

Lao Wu smiled and took out a bowl with a missing mouth and put it on the counter.

Lu Fan takes away the wine jar and bowl, finds a table to sit down casually, fills a bowl of wine, looks up is a big mouthful.

Strong wine from the throat into the abdomen, and soon Lu Fan felt his body hot, as if there was a flame burning in his body.

"Good wine."

Lu Fan exclaimed. The second reason why he likes this shop is that the wine here is strong enough and different from other places.

Lao Wu said with a smile: "that's, and I don't want to see whose wine it is. Lu fan, have you been hit again? "

Lu Fan said with a wry smile, "I will not be hit one day."

Lao Wu said, "don't say that. Don't you think it's a miracle that you can live till now? I remember when you first walked into my shop, you were as thin as a little monkey. It's almost dead. Look at you now. Everything is normal. "

Lu Fan laughed, but Lao Wu was right. When he was a child, the doctor diagnosed him. He could not live to be twelve, but now he has lived to seventeen, and he is still good. It's a miracle indeed.

Lu Fan turned to Lao Wu and said, "that may be your wine."

There was a strange light in Lao Wu's eyes, and he said with a smile, "of course, my wine is the best."

Lu Fan sighed, "my woman abandoned me because I was a waste."

Old Wu narrowed his eyes and said, "she will regret it later."

Lu Fan chuckled and said, "Lao Wu, thank you for comforting me."

"Believe me, it's not comfort," Wu said with a smile

Lu Fan poured another bowl of wine and said, "unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't drink your wine again later."

The smile on old Wu's face converged and he came over from behind the counter and said, "what's the matter? Are you leaving? "

Lu Fan nodded and said, "yes, I'm going. I haven't passed the Wudao college test this year. I'm 17 years old, and I still have the chance to take the last test next year at most, but the family will never let me lose my face. After this year's annual sacrifice, they will release me. I don't know where I will be put, but I will never come back. "

Old Wu staggers to sit down in the opposite of Lu fan, way: "so miserable?"

Lu Fan nodded his head and said, "yes, it's so miserable. Lao Wu, I will buy you more jars of wine when I leave, and I will drink them on the way. "

Lao Wu said, "no problem. I'll get you some extra jars. But I don't think you need to leave. Why don't you try again next year? Maybe you can pass the exam? "

Lu Fan smiled, but the smile was a little sad.

"In the exam? I don't expect that anymore. "

Lao Wu said, "then you won't practice martial arts anymore?"

Lu Fan's eyes suddenly sharpened and said: "I will practice martial arts. Martial arts is everything to me. Even if I can't form vigorous force in my life, I'm proud to be a martial arts practitioner.

There was a slight change in Lao Wu's look, as if he didn't expect Lu fan to say something so heroic at this time.

Old Wu began to sing.

"Last night the cold wind and the waning moon, and now the rain and the snow are sad. When will the waves of the bitter sea rest? A drunk will solve a thousand sorrows. Ten years of martial arts, tears flow to the cup. The heart has the firmament person to go first, who knows, who stays

Lu Fan listened to Lao Wu's poems, eyes with sad, raised the wine began to drink.

Old Wu softly chanted the last two sentences, stood up and walked back to the counter.

Take out a small jar of wine slowly from under the counter.

"Come, Lu fan, drink this jar of mine. I have kept this jar of wine for 20 years. Today, let's get drunk. "

Lao Wu put the small jar of wine on the table.

Kaifeng is full of fragrance. Lu Fan looked at Lao Wu and poured him a bowl of wine. He said with a smile, "how can this wine be green?"

Lao Wu's face was calm, and he was not drunk at all. In a soft voice, he said, "you drink too much."

Lu Fan said with a smile, "yes, I have drunk too much. Let me have a taste of your bowl of wine. "

Looking up a bowl of wine into his throat, Lu Fan felt like a fire going straight into his chest and abdomen. Lu Fan's whole face turned red.

Lao Wu poured another bowl for Lu Fan and said, "keep drinking, this wine is strong enough."

Lu Fan felt that he was almost speechless. For a while, he choked out two words and said, "enough strength."

Finish saying, Lu Fan drank a bowl again, this time feeling more violent.

Lu Fan seems to be able to hear his bones clicking, Qi and blood billowing, and his eyes are beginning to blur.

Standing up, Lu Fan said: "Lao Wu, it seems that I'm really a little drunk. I can't. I have to go back first."

Lu Fan staggers out, and Lao Wu looks at Lu Fan's back and says, "remember to come and drink it in a few days. I'll keep this jar of wine for you."

Lu Fan waved and said, "don't worry, I will come."

"Of course you will come," Wu said with a smile

Lao Wu waved gently, only to see the wine jar float up like a ghost, and then fall back into the counter.

Lao Wu's fingers beat the table regularly, shaking his head and singing softly.

"Eight thousand li mountain river sword and wine, nine thousand li sky dream and wake up. Three cups will lead to the road, and one bucket will lead to the combination of heaven and earth. Yin and Yang cup in fun, life wine in love. I don't know where to go in the Ming Dynasty, who laughs at me, who I laugh at... "

On the way home, the north wind howled, and the flying snow hit Lu Fan's face like a knife, but he didn't realize it.

His body swayed back to Lu's house, and he could see the gate from afar.

But at this time, the center of gravity at his feet was not stable, and Lu Fan fell to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Lu Fan felt that he had no strength, only the heat flowing through his body.

Gradually, Lu Fan didn't get up and the snow covered his body.

A light came from him and disappeared in a flash. His body murmurs, his pores open, and a stream of air swirls around him, visible to the naked eye.

If a martial arts expert happens to be here, he will scream out. Because Lu Fan's current situation is just like the rebirth of martial arts legend.