Chapter 10 Another Spring

Bright moon and cool breeze.

Chen Jiu and Lao Cao were sitting outside the pavilion, holding a small pot to stew the little bastard.

Chen Jiu kept pouring salt into it, always saying it was tasteless.

The old man let him go and drank the wine by himself.

After the bastard was finished stewing, Chen Jiu took a sip and stood there for a long time, then suddenly yelled, "It's delicious, it's really delicious, and he hurriedly called Lao Cao to come over and have a drink together."

The old man didn't doubt that he was there, and he drank it in one gulp, his complexion instantly changed, it was as salty as if he was eating salt directly.

The two looked at each other, Chen Jiu turned away and whistled.

The old man took a sip of his wine and thought he was just rinsing his mouth.

In the next few days, the two often went fishing by the Huai River, and they always caught some weird things, such as women's clothes, tattered shoes, and of course some water fish.

The food of the two has also improved, and they can often eat some grass carp, so the old yellow dog is also lucky, and can eat rare things in the water.

Lao Cao can't run out all the time. In the afternoon, he will wait in the pavilion. When some rich and noble lords come on tall horses, he will lead the horses to the stables.

Those who ride the most horses are the descendants of the Xu family in Qingfeng City. The Xu family is a wealthy family that has existed for a long time in the Daying Dynasty. It also has a good influence in the capital city of Daying. Earth emperor.

The disciples of the Xu family usually act arrogantly and domineeringly. Lao Cao has suffered from them. Sometimes he will lead the horses of the disciples of the Xu family. If they go too fast, they will be whipped by the leader, a young man named Xu Wu.

After being whipped, the old man dared not make any movement, but would slow down his pace.

Another time, when Xu Wu got excited, he asked the old man to bend under the crotch of the horse and urinate on the horse head-on.

Lao Cao didn't say a word the whole time, that's all, he just wiped his face gently with his hand, and continued to show that flattering smile.

Xu Wu only smiled and cursed, "Bitch." Then he turned around and entered the Goulan with his arms around the pretty woman.

The old man bowed his head and went back to the pavilion. He didn't drink that day.

Autumn and winter are coming, and it is getting colder and colder.

Qingfeng City occasionally has some light snowfall, covering the Huai River, stacked on the shipyard, top and bottom white, full of beauty.

Chen Jiu often asks the old man to come out for snowball fights and make snowmen.

The snowman stacked by two people was originally next to the pavilion, but it was kicked to pieces by a rich kid passing by, so they switched sides and piled one next to the stable.

The snowman is not big, but very cute. Chen Jiu often talks about something in front of the snowman, which seems to mean playing the piano to the cow.

As the days go further, it will be the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the sky will change from light snow to heavy snow, and it will become a real white.

Chen Jiu suddenly wanted to practice boxing in this snowy day, along the banks of the Huaishui River, punching towards the sky!

He continued to fight like this for half a month, and the practice time became longer and longer. At first, he only practiced in the morning and evening, and in the end he only practiced in the evening.

On the contrary, Lao Cao was quite surprised, not knowing what happened.

One day in the heavy snow, Chen Jiu practiced boxing as usual. He fought all the way along the Huai River until he reached the stable. Blast into the sky!

The heavy snow within a few meters of the world was knocked back by ten feet with one punch!

Chen Jiu entered the second realm of physical training with one punch!

A man in white clothes who was tasting tea in a restaurant in the city suddenly raised his head, looked at the Goulan, and said firmly.

"Someone has martial luck!"

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After Chen Jiu broke through, he didn't practice boxing anymore, and ran around with Lao Cao every day. The two of them were wearing big padded jackets, and they ran by the Huai River, which was very funny.

Even Chen Jiu had a whim, and wanted to take Lao Cao on a winter tour together.

He was still serious, and said to Lao Cao in a dignified manner.

"Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter. Face it with a smile. The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear and persevere! It is victory. Come on, Ollie!"

Lao Cao looked blankly on the side.

In the end, he didn't go on a winter tour because it was too cold. As soon as Chen Jiu took off his cotton coat, he was stunned for a while, then put it on obediently, shook his head, and took Lao Cao back to the pavilion for a drink.

As the year approached, Qingfeng City became more and more lively, and the busiest place in the city was naturally the Goulan.

There were so many people right and wrong, and there were many conflicts, big and small, several times more than usual. Chen Jiu took a small bench and sat outside the pavilion, watching with relish.

This kind of conflict, most of the time, will not cause trouble. It is nothing more than a competition between the two parties for their own background, power and wealth. If you are better than me, then I will naturally apologize.

Seeing that Chen Jiu shook his head, brought back the small bench, and exclaimed that it was boring.

In the next two days, Chen Jiu bought a pair of couplets and red lanterns and hung them on the pavilion to celebrate.

During the reunion, the two ate hot pot in the pavilion. Chen Jiu borrowed the pot from the kitchen of the shipyard, and also borrowed some seasonings. They kept cooking and borrowed some dishes.

Chuanfang also set off fireworks at night, soaring into the sky, colorfully reflecting the heavy snow and bright moon, it is really beautiful.

The two of them held a small bench, drank a small wine, sat by the pavilion, clinked glasses from time to time, and watched the fireworks.

The old man's old face was very rosy and full of smiles.

In the middle of the night, the old man suddenly entered the pavilion and found a bracelet from nowhere. The style was plain and the material was not expensive.

Chen Jiu leaned over his head to have a look, and asked curiously, "Which sister gave it to you?"

The old man scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "This is left to me by my nanny. Every year I take it out and take it with me when I go to the mountain to worship the nanny."

This wet nurse was the woman who carried Lao Cao back to Goulan back then. She suffered from Hualiu disease, her appearance was mediocre, and she had no money for medical treatment. She died very early, not more than forty.

Lao Cao also said these words to Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu didn't say much, just took a pot of wine and went up the mountain with Lao Cao.

The tomb of Old Nurse Cao is on a barren hill outside Qingfeng City, next to the Huai River, which can be regarded as a boundary with mountains and water.

That tomb was also extremely crude, just piled up with a few stones, and looked very old.

The two of them sat by the tomb in this snowy day, enjoying the snow and drinking wine.

Finally, when the wine was finished, Lao Cao's face was rosy, maybe he was really drunk, and he muttered there.

"Actually, I don't like Goulan at all. It's too lively. I want to find a place in the mountains with an acre of fields and a hut where I can live quietly..."

The old man's eyes were a little hazy, "I dare not, dare not say, dare not go."

The flurry of snow was a little bit heavier.

The old man flicked the wine bottle, stood up stooped, stared blankly at the brightly lit Qingfeng City nearby, and said only one sentence.

"This life is enough."

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On the tenth day of the lunar new year, there was a flash of sword light across Qingfeng City, pressing down the wind and snow in the air, not daring to fall.

No one in the city dares to take care of them, even some respected Taoist gods.

A man in white held a folding fan, walked out of the tea house, stood on the top, and said with a smile: "The woman Jianxiu from Fuyao Mountain is here."

In the open space beside him, suddenly a black-robed man with a gloomy complexion stepped out, with his sleeves folded, expressionless, "It's a trouble."

The man in white spread out his folding fan, and fanned it twice in this cold winter weather, and said with a smile: "It's a matter of chance, and if she doesn't rely on fighting, even if she has high killing power, so what? Is it possible that she can win the battle in the academy?" saint?"

The man in white chuckled amused by his words, "If she can really win against the Academy Saint, then I wouldn't dare to take this chance with her if I had ten guts."

He put away the folding fan again, shook his head, "It's a pity that she doesn't have this ability."

The black-robed man with gloomy eyes glanced at him, and said coldly, "Do you dare to say that in front of her?"

The man in white smiled and said, "Brother Liao was joking, the woman in Fuyao Mountain is unreasonable in her sword cultivation, but she is famous in Tianguang Prefecture."

Fuyao Mountain gifted woman Jianxiu Baizhi, one of the top ten young people in Tianguangzhou, as a swordsman, has great killing power and a strong temperament. She once asked about swords in a small sect on the mountain. The incense of this small sect will be completely cut off.

The mountain monk named Liao Zhiye said indifferently: "You and this woman are not even a little bit behind in sword cultivation."

The man in white stood on the top floor, blowing the cold wind, with his sleeves swishing, "I know this, so what?"

Liao Zhiye stepped back, and when he disappeared, he left a sentence, "Yuanying's destiny, everyone wants to fight for it."

The man in white leaned over the wooden railing, suddenly took a step forward, and fell sharply in the heavy snow, with the sound of the wind whistling in his ears.

He stopped suddenly, only a foot away from the ground.

He tapped the ground with his forehead, and said with a light smile, "If I don't become a Nascent Soul, who will become a Nascent Soul?"

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After the cold winter passed, spring began in February, and the weather became warmer day by day. Chen Jiu took off his coat and started to run outside again every day.

Lao Cao just guarded the pavilion, drank small wine every day, and refused to go out.

The old yellow dog is dead.

While begging for food, he came across the clothes of a rich and noble boy, and was beaten to death by his servant. When he died, the old yellow dog barked miserably and whined.

When Chen Jiu wasn't there, Lao Cao was standing by the side of the small pavilion, drinking wine non-stop, his small eyes squeezed together were blurred by the wind and snow.

The old yellow dog died a terrible death, bloody and bloody.

Lao Cao was in charge of collecting the corpses, holding a pool of flesh and blood, in a trance in the snowy day, he walked to the barren hill where his nurse was buried, dug a hole, and buried the pool of flesh and blood.

Before leaving, Lao Cao took another sip of wine, looked down at the newly dug tomb, shook his head, and laughed at himself.

"Don't blame me, my life is not worth much more than yours, maybe one day, I will come to accompany you together."

In the dusk of a snowy day, he walked down the mountain, a little numb, without the quickness of the past.

The old yellow dog has never been to the pavilion since then.

Chen Jiu sometimes asked about it, and Lao Cao only said that it is normal to not survive the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, and it is fate.

Chen Jiu was a little sad, but he felt that birth, old age, sickness and death were common things in the world, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Since then, Lao Cao rarely went out with Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu didn't force it, so he started to practice boxing. He often punched while fishing. As soon as the fishing rod moved, he would pull it up immediately to see the goods.

At dusk that afternoon, there was a violent noise from his fishing rod.

Chen Jiu hurriedly closed his fists and ran over excitedly, feeling that he must have caught a big fish.

He retracted the rod and reeled the line, pulled it suddenly, and his face paled instantly.

It turned out to be a swollen corpse of a woman!