"What?" Luo Yu asked
The old winehead stared at his trembling eyes, grinned and pointed the cigarette rod into the distance.
Suddenly ~ the roar of heaven and earth is deafening
Luo Yu turned his head and looked surprised, but he saw the direction pointed by the old wine head, and the heaven and earth were neatly divided and revealed as empty as an abyss.
Immediately, it was natural for the old wine head to gently suck at the cigarette holder, and the cracked world was instantly closed as before!
Luoyu was shocked and pale. Sweat rained down on the blue.
A finger and a suction are actually called … Heaven and earth are far away; Heaven and earth are extremely closed!
This ….. is waiting for terrorist forces?
I finally got white … The old wine head really doesn’t need a sword, because heaven and earth are nothing in his eyes, and he is still a little swordsman who doesn’t even have a sword.
In the past, I always thought that the old wine head was a little weird and should be hidden, but I never thought that this exposure was earth-shattering!
But how can you have such a’ forget to make friends’?
I must have forgotten some important memories!
At the moment, the old wine head has looked at the face, rain or shine, and Luo Yu is bad. He smiled and approached his face and asked, "Do you feel very weak? Oh ~ that’s because of your mouth … "
"mouth?" Luo Yu doesn’t understand
The old winehead said with disdain, "Because you begged for help from others, you probably told others that you are … very capable, very useless, and stupid. Hahahaha ~"
Laugh at him at will and then say, "People around you stay away from you in disgust or step on your foot with a smile because you are stupid and poor, not only penniless but also worthless."
Los feather forehead the veins stood out uplift eye anger deep setting teeth forbear, word for word "what did you say? I don’t understand! "
Old wine head’ cut’ a look very disdain still didn’t stop "you angry you know! ….. because begging for stupidity is full of stupid questions. If you are still weak and weak enough to survive in the shelter of others, what is your meaning? "
With that, the cigarette rod of the old wine head has been hitting his side with a grin. "You’re so poor that you don’t even have a decent sword. You’re so poor that you don’t know you’re so poor that you dare not say who you are … you’re as weak as a fool …?"
At the same time, Luo Yu’s breath is short and his breathing is red like bellows.
It also struck his hateful cigarette rod like a fig leaf, slapping his ridiculous dignity again and again.
The old wine head has stopped the cigarette rod before he said his word, and suddenly his fists clenched and cracked!
I don’t know I really wanted to punch this thing, but he put up with it.
Gradually … Spit out one mouthful depressed gas in the chest and look gentle slowly.
He sat back in the bar and looked at the distant scenery with the old wine head for a long time without saying a word.
The breeze slowly messed up his hair and his lonely cold heart.
After a long time, his dim eyes were fixed, and the soft light in his eyes, which was quietly leaning against the bamboo fishing rod, was glittering and translucent.
His sad face is full of melancholy and he is muttering to himself, "… it is hard to show mercy and stay; Until parting … Tears have been shed to know that I am worried? Hate is also caused by resentment; The past is like a dream … It makes people worry and worry. "
"pa ~!" The old winehead suddenly patted his thigh and stretched out his thumb, praising "it’s so wet, so wet!" "
Luo Yu smiled at himself and stood up and turned to look at the direction of the stone mound. "Incense … I must split the sky … and it must be me!"
The old wine head stands with his hand to show that you are welcome.
Luo Yu turned her head and seemed a little tired. "I’ve never drunk your wine, have I?"
Seeing that the wine head didn’t answer for a long time, he nodded and smiled "I don’t believe you"
This time, the old wine head said, "What about now?"
Los feather stuffy snorted spat "~ old things"
Then he picked up the wicker and turned away.
Behind him came the old winehead and sighed to himself.
"It’s so small here ~ as small as dust; It’s so big here ~ it’s too big to see the end … Hey ~ silly old man, is this poem as good as mine? "
Luo Yu’s footsteps don’t stop and don’t return to the bad comment "shit"
The wine head is not only not angry, but quite satisfied with this evaluation, with an eyebrow eye smile.
"Well ~ it’s good that it’s not nonsense …"
As he spoke, he looked into the distance and blew out a mouthful of misty smoke. His voice was full of vicissitudes, as if it had been polished by years.
"… misty clouds dream a dream to steal all the spring and autumn; Incense is divided into ten points. My way … out of thin air "
The trembling side echoed with water and sky.
The stone hill came to lash.
Compared with the past, the rhythm is much slower but much faster.
……
It’s still sunny after seven days.
The old winehead always looks at the distant scenery by sitting on the porch and smokes his pungent cigarette.
The blue boy in Shiqiu still insisted on the sunrise and the sunset, but … the wicker in his hand still failed to touch the incense column.
The morning light is stained all over the water, and the sky is orange and white as gold.
The felt cloth of the arbor is floating like silk in the breeze, and Jin Hui dances and shines on the cheek of the blue teenager.
Luo Yu opened her tired eyes and it was another silly day to split incense.
The old wine head seems to have never left the corridor, still stretching his legs and sitting on the edge of the colonnade, smoking a cigarette endlessly.
Looking through the misty smoke, Luoyu suddenly found that the thick, tall, gray and withered willow tree seemed to be turning green …!
Maybe it’s an illusion that I’m too tired to split the incense myself.
After a simple wash, when he came out from the backyard chewing a half-baked cake, he found that the old wine head had quietly fallen into the stone mound.