After a conversation with Linghu Chong, Lin Heng knew that he could not tell him the truth. He could only tell him after he learned it, otherwise he would not learn it. So he told Linghu Chong that he had a way that might temporarily suppress Linghu Chong's injury, but
He didn't know what the effect would be, so he hoped Linghu Chong would go with him.
Originally, Linghu Chong didn't agree. After all, he still had his junior brothers and master from the Huashan sect. His wife was there, and most importantly, his junior sister was also there. However, Lin Heng made him agree with just one sentence. That is, if you die
, you will never see your little junior sister again, but if you are alive, then you can see your little junior sister again, and, don’t you want to know who wants to save you?
I don't know if it was the younger junior sister who played a role, or the mysterious person who was friendly with Linghu Chong, but he agreed. Then, the two of them sneaked away while no one was paying attention.
They walked very carefully, and the roads they chose were also very remote. In order not to be discovered along the way, they even walked on remote roads. Even when they entered Hangzhou, they stayed day and night and were cautious.
At midnight that day, Lin Heng and Linghu Chong came to a large village. Linghu Chong looked up and saw that the word "Meizhuang" was written on the plaque on the door.
"Brother, where is this place?"
Linghu Chong turned around to ask Lin Heng, but he saw a strange smiling face, then he felt a pain in his body, and then fainted.
"Brother Linghu, I did this all for you. Don't blame me, brother!" Holding Linghu Chong, Lin Heng made the two of them very embarrassed, and touched some blood on the corner of Linghu Chong's mouth, which looked like
It just flows out of the mouth.
After doing everything, Lin Heng held Linghu Chong half in his arms and carried a baggage, walked to the door and knocked on it.
Lin Heng didn't know the secret code for opening the door, but he knew that as long as he kept knocking, he would be able to open it. No, after knocking for three or four minutes, he immediately shouted. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise he would definitely be able to open the door.
Attracting people to watch.
"Who is it? Stop knocking!" A loud shout came from behind the door. Lin Heng felt happy when he heard it, but the play still had to be performed. He immediately said with a crying voice: "Uncle, please open the door, my senior brother
We are seriously injured, please let us stay for one night..."
Lin Heng said, the door frame opened with a sound, and the two old men walked out side by side. They originally looked unkind, but when they saw the embarrassed two people, they were stunned, and then heard Lin Heng say: "Two uncles, my senior brother is subject to
He was seriously injured, please let us rest for a night, otherwise my senior brother will die..."
The two people turned a deaf ear to Lin Heng's words. One of them walked directly in front of them, picked up Linghu Chong's hand and looked at it. At this sight, he frowned, because Linghu Chong's injury was really serious.
He returned to the other person and whispered a few words into his ear. Seeing this, Lin Heng continued to mourn. He reached out and took out a small wine bottle from the package and said, "Two uncles, I know I'm disturbing you."
, but there is no other place here except this village, please. I don’t have any good things here, only this pot of wine is good wine..." As he said, he opened the wine lid a little, and there was a strong aroma of wine.
He rushed out instantly.
The two of them smelled the aroma of the wine and both looked intoxicated. Then they murmured a few words together. One of them said: "Okay, but you can't disturb our owner, you can only stay outside for one night."
"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle!" With that, Lin Heng handed over the wine in his hand and kept thanking him. In his heart, of course, he was relieved.
In the original work, Xiang Wentian entered Zhuangzi with flattery and four treasures. Lin Heng did not know how to flatter, and could not flatter. After all, he looked young. As for the treasures, he had no more. He only had wine, and this wine
It was also specially prepared by him. It was brewed by combining pharmaceuticals with modern distilled liquor. It was absolutely fragrant and mellow. He believed that those who were close to the ink were the black ones. These two people had been in Zhuangzi for so many years, and they would have brought some good wine habits with them.
, so he came up with this method. And now it seems that he succeeded.
Walking into the village, Lin Heng and the two were arranged in a small room. Lin Heng was very anxious. After all, he only had one night. If he could not meet the four village owners, nothing would be possible. However, he could not
Urgent, because he was afraid of being watched by those two people. So as soon as he came in, he pretended to heal Linghu Chong's injuries, sitting cross-legged on the bed and putting his palms against his back.
About half an hour later, Lin Heng withdrew his palm and wiped his forehead at the same time. Looking carefully, Lin Heng had some fine sweat on his forehead and his face was a little pale. Of course, these were not true. This was because he was wiping the sweat away.
Just some makeup.
After putting Linghu Chong on the bed, Lin Heng walked out tiredly. He rubbed his belly and looked around. When he saw a room with lights on, his face lit up with joy, and he walked over.
Needless to say, this room was naturally where the two old men lived. When he saw the two old men, he immediately begged them to get him some food. He hoped that they could make him a bowl of gruel. When his senior brother woke up, he would feed him
Give it to your senior brother.
The two of them did not doubt that he was there. One of them immediately went to the kitchen and brought Lin Heng food. After thanking them, he returned to the room and started eating. However, when he was eating, there was an extra bottle of wine on the table.
, this wine is the same as the wine given to the two old men. It is extremely sweet and fragrant, especially the floating aroma of the wine, which lingers for a long time.
This is Lin Heng's method of attracting the fourth owner of the village with the aroma of wine, and he also believes that the drunkard of the fourth owner can definitely smell the aroma of wine.
Sure enough, the fourth owner of the village lived up to Lin Heng's trust. When he was about to finish eating, a dark figure came outside his room and shouted: "Who are you?"
Lin Heng pretended to be frightened and knocked the wine bottle in his hand. The small amount of wine flowed outside, and a stronger aroma came out. As soon as the visitor smelled it, he immediately jumped in through the window and yelled: "What a waste!
What a waste, what a waste..." He shouted, but he grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. The remaining wine entered his mouth.
"Good wine, good wine. I have been drinking wine for so many years, and I have never had such a good wine. It is sweet, spicy, and the taste of this wine is really unique!"
The fourth owner of the village said, looking at Lin Heng with a fixed look. It was not like he was asking who he was, but he said, if you still have this wine, bring it out to me.
At this time, the two elders who heard the noise came over. When they saw the fourth village owner, they quickly saluted. Dan Qingsheng, the fourth village owner, also asked about Lin Heng's origins, then walked to the bed and took Linghu Chong's hand.
pulse.
"Yes, this kid's injury is indeed very serious. But why is his injury so weird?" As he said that, he looked at Lin Heng with questioning eyes. Lin Heng immediately said: "I don't know, we
I was walking in the woods when six weirdos suddenly appeared. They said they saw that we were good at light kung fu and insisted on competing with us. If we didn't agree, they attacked directly. During the fight, my senior brother was beaten by six people at the same time in order to save me.
Medium, so..."
"Six weirdos...that's the Six Immortals of Peach Valley..." Dan Qingsheng nodded slightly and stopped asking about this matter, but asked: "Where did you get your wine?"
"That was brewed by the boy himself..."
"Do you know how to make wine?" Dan Qingsheng was quite surprised. Lin Heng saw this and immediately explained: "Yes, I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Later, with the help of my senior brother, I became a disciple of my mentor, and then I had the opportunity to learn martial arts. But I am not familiar with martial arts.
I don’t particularly like it, I prefer to study medical skills. I tried making wine because my senior brother is good at wine. I didn’t expect that the brew was pretty good.”
Hearing this, Dan Qingsheng nodded again, and then asked rather coyly: "Little brother, do you still have that wine?"
Lin Heng raised his eyebrows and said with a shy expression: "The wine is gone. Originally, my senior brother had some in his baggage, but he missed it during the fight, so..." At this point, Dan Qingsheng's face darkened, and Lin Heng
Knowing that the heat was almost done, he continued: "But don't worry, owner, this wine was made by me, so I naturally know how to make it. As long as the owner prepares the materials for me, I can help you make wine."
"Okay, okay... we've settled on this!" Dan Qingsheng was overjoyed. He immediately ordered Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei beside him to carry Linghu Chong to the wing, while he took Lin Heng to discuss wine making.
matter.
The two of them talked about it all night, and it wasn't until Linghu Chong came to find them that they came to their senses. However, Lin Heng was pretending, but Dan Qingsheng was really attracted by the winemaking concept Lin Heng said.
"Brother, you're awake. You're really worried about me!" Lin Hengchong grabbed Linghu Chong and glared at him. Linghu Chong was smart and said immediately: "Brother, you don't have to worry, senior brother is fine." As he said that, he saw
Lin Heng's index finger pointed to the wall nearby, where a painting hung. He immediately slowly turned around and then stood in front of the painting.
He looked at it for a while, but he couldn't understand the painting at all, but he saw the difference in the last character "Dunqingsheng splashed ink after being drunk" and said: "Junior brother, look at this painting..."
"Little brother, do you know how to draw?" Dan Qingsheng was slightly surprised and stood up and walked in front of the two of them.
Linghu Chong clasped his fists at Dan Qingsheng and said, "I don't know how to paint, but I know swordsmanship. When I saw the word 'drunk', I felt that it contained a set of extremely profound swordsmanship."
"Haha...little brother, you have such a good eye!" Dan Qingsheng was overjoyed when he heard this. This painting was his proud work. Immediately, he explained the process of creating this painting and said that he could not
Never create such a painting again.
"Haha... Compared to the paintings, I am more interested in the things in the owner's hands..." As he spoke, Linghu Chong took a couple of strong breaths with his nose and said: "Bai Letian's Hangzhou Xiwang poem goes: 'Red Sleeves Woven Silk Praises Persimmons'
Ye, Qingqi sell wine while the pear blossoms are blooming. You should use an emerald cup to drink pear blossom wine. The four owners of the village are indeed great drinkers."
Dan Qingsheng was even more happy when he heard this, and immediately laughed out loud, saying: "Yes, yes, little brother is really good. Just now your junior brother said that you are good at drinking, but even if you drink, I still don't believe it, but now I have to believe you. Let's go.
, let’s go, the three of us are going to drink three hundred cups...” With that, Dan Qingsheng pulled the two of them out. The three of them went to the backyard and came to a basement. Lin Heng knew that this was Dan Qingsheng’s.
Wine cellar.
As soon as he came in, Linghu Chong played his role. He simply told several good wines collected by Dan Qingsheng, which made Dan Qingsheng happy and admired. Then the three of them sat in the wine cellar and drank with the eight steamed and eight brewed wines.
It’s a pity that after drinking the fine wine made by Lin Heng, I don’t feel it tastes right when I drink it with wine again.
Therefore, he sighed: "Although this wine is beautiful, it is not incomparable with Junior Brother Ling's wine!"
