My brother is from Datang (1)

At the foot of Songshan Mountain, there is a small valley ten miles west. Fruit trees are planted everywhere in the valley. Just after the summer solstice, the weather is already hot and the fruit trees are shaded. Pink fruits are faintly visible in the night. When I took a closer look, I found several peaches with poor appearance.

Through this forest in the ravine, I saw a simple wooden house, which looked shaky from a distance. The night has not completely receded, and I can't see the details, but I can hear the creaking sound in the room.

The man on the bed covered his head with a quilt, turned over irritably and stuffed his head under the pillow. After a pause, the man suddenly pushed open the quilt and sat up. The quilt fell off the head, revealing a furry head.

I saw the owner of the head staggered to the ground, walked to the edge of the window and flung it away. It was the last darkness before dawn, and there was silence outside except for the shrill cry of the damn chicken.

The man rubbed his face hard and grabbed his hair, revealing a young face that looked only seventeen or eighteen. His eyebrows are very neat, and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised on his temples, but his eye sockets are a little deep, which seems to bring a little Ren Hu blood. Looking down, this person is obviously afraid of heat. He only wore the pants that he slept on the first night, and his naked upper body muscles were distinct. At first glance, it is martial arts that has been practiced for a long time. I saw him pick up a pen from the table and gently raise his arm, but the pen pointed in the direction of the cock crow.

"Dead chicken, see leaves today don't kill you! Let you disturb your dreams! " His wrist slightly hard, gently send forward, the light pen like an arrow, with the sound of surprises at the phoenix in the dark.

"Pa", a light sound, a powerful wave of the tiger's hand, like a soft-footed shrimp caught by the neck, fell to the ground halfway, and a shocking roar almost shook the people in front of the window back to bed: "Tang Xiao! Lao Tzu, don't get up and practice boxing! "

Tang Xiao bullet, put on clothes, wear a belt, and went out.

The person who spoke before didn't know where it was, the yard was empty, and even the chicken that had been called by ghosts before was quiet. Tang Xiao grabbed a peach and wiped it on her clothes. Three or two of them swallowed it. Slowly, he got lucky and started boxing.

By the time he finished boxing, it was already dawn. Today, the weather is very good. The warm sunshine shines on Tang Xiao's face, and Zhu Shazhi between his eyebrows stands out. He wiped his sweat and strode to the back of the house. He picked up the axe beside the firewood, weighed the wood under his feet, and then put it away. With a click, the wood split in half from the middle, and there was no sawdust at all.

After chopping firewood all day, Tang Xiao walked out of the Woods with a bucket in his hand. Out of the Woods, there is a downward path to the right, and there is a spring 100 meters down. Tang smiled and drew water from there. Two wooden barrels filled with water made many marks on the ground. Tang Xiao didn't seem to notice the weight at all. Holding a bucket of water in one hand, he soon went up. Looking at his pace, he can almost be called as light as a swallow.

When Tang Xiao boiled water, cooked porridge, set chopsticks and leaned against the wall to catch his breath, an old man with a beard came out of the left room with his eyes half open. He sat down on the stool beside the table, bowed his head and smelled the tea eggs on the table, which were lifted to his forehead by Tang Xiaoxiao.

Bad old man stared at Tang Xiao: "Lao tze, against you! Master, I have to find out if you are waiting for the poison master to destroy your ancestors! "

Tang Xiao sneer at a way, grabbed two tea eggs into his mouth. He chewed the bowl in one hand. He said vaguely, "Datura, you will ascend to heaven!" "

Bad old man's body to Tang Xiao attack in the past, the wind swept Tang Xiao chin, eyes are aimed at the tea eggs in Tang Xiao bowl.

Tang Xiao failed and evaded the punch, gently threw the bowl up and punched it up. In a blink of an eye, the bowl has not been poured, and the two have already dismantled more than a dozen tricks. Bad old man turned slightly, flexible as a loach, leaning to one side, right hand on Tang Xiao's waist, left hand up, straight to the bowl of tea eggs.

Tang Xiao's face flashed a surprise, and he recoiled sharply. He was still swept to the waist by the old man's palm wind, and he felt burning pain. In a rage, he covered the injured place, looked at his master and swallowed the tea eggs: "smelly old man!" You'd better leave me a bite! "

Tang Xiao chewed dry steamed cakes and stared at the teacher who was drinking porridge from time to time.

The Chu people wiped their mouths and grinned: "smelly boy, I didn't try you in January, and my skill has improved again." It seems that an old man like me should retire. "

Tang Xiao finished his porridge and looked at his master strangely. The old man hasn't spoken so seriously for a long time: "What's the matter?"

"Lao tze, I'm serious. What's the matter? What's the matter! "

"Good good, you say you say."

"Tang Xiao, when the master saved you from death, I didn't expect you to get ahead, so I think someone will give me a pension. However, you have made some achievements in mathematics in recent years, but remember, if you travel in the rivers and lakes in the future, don't try to be brave and try your best. Anyone should think twice before doing anything. "

"What's the matter with you?" Tang Xiao frowned a little impatiently.

Chu Renmei stretched himself and said with a smile, "I ordered two Jin of rock sugar spring in town and asked Boss Lin to pick it up today. You can get it back for me and buy three Jin of preserved mutton by the way. Go! "

Tang Xiao rolled their eyes and lamented that, strangely enough, the recruits at the back were waiting here.

He took out the wine gourd from the kitchen and went to town.

The sun was still in the east when I left, and it was already low when I came back. Tang Xiao waved the full gourd, resist the desire to steal a drink, but still can't help but speed up the pace. It's hard-won spring in this ice hall, and the old man doesn't know how much he spent with boss Lin.

Go to the edge of the forest, Tang Xiao found something was wrong. He paused at his feet and then rushed in quickly.

The yard is quiet. When the chicken in the cage saw Tang Xiao, he suddenly shouted, and his voice was very harsh. Tang Xiao's heart sank. He rushed into the room with a pile of things entrusted by the old man, and then froze at the door.

Truman sat in a chair for breakfast in the morning, facing the door, with his eyes closed, his face blue and his chest full of blood.

Tang Xiao carefully put the wine and meat on the table. If it is broken, the old man will be angry. Then he walked slowly to the old man, shook his hand and gently touched Chu Ren's arm, then touched Chu Ren's neck.

Tang Xiao's eyes were blank, and he plopped down on his knees and shouted, "Master!"

The Chu people were wounded in the chest by a sword and died. Tang Xiao helped him change his clothes and found a letter beside his body.

Book: chuckle.

Tang Xiao knelt on the ground and opened the letter. The letter is very short, just a few lines: laugh at my son, my disciple, for the death of the teacher, for the old debt, don't take revenge. My bone graft can be buried in the back of the house, and the second one can go by himself. People in Jianghu are sinister, think twice before you act, remember to remember.

Tang Xiao looked at the place where he had lived for nearly ten years with a straight face, holding the hateful chicken in his arms.

Tang Xiao doesn't know where to go. It is said that Chang 'an is full of flowers and peanuts. He felt the small silver coin in his arms and then went to the west.

A month later.

It's already midsummer, and the hottest season in Chang 'an is coming again. The ladies in the city put on thin dresses, and the rich put ice cubes in the hall to cool off the heat. There are many big trees in Chang 'an city, but they are all fools by the scorching sun in June, and no wind blows out. Tang Xiao wiped her sweat and shuttled through the alley. His travel expenses are running out, so he has to find a cheap place to live. He put the chicken in a bamboo basket and carried it on his back. Maybe it's too hot to make a sound all day. Tang Xiao patted the bamboo basket, and the goods moved lazily in it, proving that they were not killed by heat.

Tang Xiao looked at this rather shabby frontispiece painting, next to which stood a tattered signboard. The word "inn" was almost illegible.

The middle-aged man, the eldest brother and the second child, glanced lazily at Tang Xiao, who was covered with dust, and waved: "Go, go, don't let beggars in here."

"I'm not a beggar, I want to stay in a hotel." Tang Xiao smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

The boss straightened up and looked at Tang Xiao for a long time. He stretched out his palm and flipped through it: "Ten articles a night."

Tang Xiao took out the copper coins and put them on the counter: "I'll stay for one night first and bring me something to eat."

Tang Xiao is lying in bed. He took a bath, put on clean clothes and looked at the top of the tent with wide eyes. I am alone in Chang 'an. Then he touched the money clinging to his body, sighed, and went out to find a coolie to take care of food and shelter tomorrow.

Sleeping in a daze until midnight, Tang Xiao was awakened by colic in his stomach. I wonder if the rice is fresh. He ran to the toilet behind the house, clutching his stomach. I finally got comfortable and was about to lift my pants when I heard a muffled sound.

It was seventeen or eighteen when curiosity was heavy. Tang Xiao hurriedly lifted his trousers and walked along the direction of the sound to the low wall behind the toilet.

I didn't know it was on the other side of the wall. It looks big, and there are many trees. They run at night. Not far away, you can see the wrong fire, and there is a weak voice, as if someone is begging for mercy.

Tang Xiao sneaked away, hid behind a big tree, looked at the burning place, suddenly opened his eyes and covered his mouth.

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