Chapter 297 The waning moon is like a hook, singing to wine
The young man on the Changkong Plank Road slowly rubbed forward with small steps, muttering and talking to Xiang Que behind him. The two of them kept chatting from the Six-Meridian Divine Sword until when Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and Yang Yuhuan were sleeping.
Will you accidentally call out your daughter-in-law?
Why do Xiangque and the young man favor each other so much? They chatted with each other openly. That's because both of them are so nervous. Xiangque's calves are not trembling, but his heart is already beating and hyping frequently.
While comforting the young man, I also received comfort.
After a long period of time, more than a month of memory was lost, and this incident became a deep thorn in Xiang Que's heart. His heart was so painful that he always felt.
Since the young man got off the Changkong Plank Road, he has a problem. He is nervous and afraid and wants to chat with someone, and he can't control his mouth as if he is winding up.
Later, the young man accidentally saw the sketch performed by Uncle Benshan, Fan Wei and Gao Xiumin, and then understood what was going on.
Gao Xiumin said nervously to Fan Wei: "Brother, you can't mention the word "ill" to my old man."
"What's wrong with the conversation?"
"I've talked, he's going to suck it in a moment."
That's right, a long talk with Xiang Que on the Changkong Plank Road made the young man suffer from conditioned reflexes. When he was nervous and trembling, a figure would definitely come to his head.
After getting off the Changkong Plank Road, Xiang Que's mood became much more relaxed. Occasionally challenging his inner fear is very helpful in expressing his inner emotions.
After getting off Huashan, I walked more than 20 kilometers to Xiangque and arrived at the closest place to Huashan, and settled in Huayin City, Weinan, Shaanxi.
When it was dark, he used the only 100 yuan he had to find a barbecue restaurant to order some skewers and a few bottles of beer to drink and drink alone.
For more than 100 yuan, why didn’t Xiangque find a place to sleep but had to eat skewers and drink beer first? That’s because in Xiangque’s consciousness, if you find a place to sleep, you can use the sky as the quilt as the quilt as the ground as the bed.
He slept until the sky was dark, but he hadn't drunk for more than a month, which was absolutely unforgivable to him.
So for more than 100 yuan, you have to be happy to drink. As for sleeping, it’s different where to sleep if you drink too much.
After drinking six bottles of beer, Xiangque felt a little confused. He looked up at the sky with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes blurred.
At this time, three young men walked in from the barbecue shop. They were not old and were dressed in twenties with dragon tattoos and tiger tattoos. They looked like they were young and dandy who were still struggling.
A young man with a cicada tattoo on his arm has been staring at Xiang Que with his eyes in a barbecue restaurant. Two friends beside him shook their hands in front of him and asked, "What's wrong? Not yet
Drinking too much has changed the most primitive origin of human beings? Brother, can you not look at him with the eyes between the legs of a big girl and a little wife? You will follow us in the future if you are so slandering us.
Do you have to glue your pants with glue when you lie on the bed? Otherwise it will be very dangerous.”
"Oh, don't make a fuss." The cicada opened the hand in front of him, blinked his confused little eyes and said, "Oh, don't you see him familiar?"
The two of them looked at Xiang Que with their heads tilted for several times, then took out a piece of A4 paper from their bodies, and there was a picture of them on the paper, which was actually similar to Xiang Que, but the difference was that it was on the paper
The hair on his head is white, while Xiangque's hair is completely black and translucent.
This piece of paper was drawn by Su He based on his memory after Xiang Que and Zhao Lijun separated, and Zhao Lijun assisted in adding modifications.
Those who study Taoism and those who paint ghosts are quite Picasso's style. Even if you draw a personal portrait, you can simulate a 70-80-eight-point similarity. The main thing is that Zhao Lijun and Su Ha deliberately put a white hair on the portrait.
The description is then quite detailed as the main feature.
The little eyes full of wisdom turned around for several times. He took a bottle of beer and sat on the table in Xiangque. Then he sipped half of the beer in a very bright mouthful and asked, "Brother, do it."
What?"
Xiang Que held a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at him, continued to look outside the window of the shop, and said lightly: "Watch the moon"
The cigars that had just drunk half a bottle of beer naturally didn't drink too much. He turned his head and turned around and said, "Brother, today... it seems to be cloudy."
"The mind and eyes penetrated the clouds, and I saw the waning moon like a hook." Xiang Que murmured in a low voice.
The cicada was completely confused and continued, "But brother, today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. Even if you can see through the clouds, it should be a full moon. Why is it still like a hook?"
Xiang Que took a breath of cigarette and said slowly: "People have joys and sorrows, separations, and the moon has its phases, and I feel sad in my heart. The moon in my eyes is naturally the waning moon."
"I'll go, brother, who are you? You're a philosophical person." The young man said with integrity and admiration.
Xiang Que glanced at him, fucked a big mouthful of wine and slapped his mouth and said, "Look at whoever I look like, I can be anyone, I'm all strangers anyway."
The cigar raised the wine bottle and fucked Xiang Que and bowed and said, "Brother, I admire the person who speaks in a organized and philosophical way the most. I really envious... When I see now, you look a little like I am separated.
My mentor for many years, really big brother, I’m not a human being, you really look like you, come on, let’s have one soon.”
The citrus picked up the bottle of wine and touched Xiang Que again, and then the two of them raised their heads and sipped a bottle of wine.
Xiang Que asked with an illusion: "Young man, you are so nice to talk and chat. You can really get close to it. This wine makes people feel less lonely."
"Brother, are you thinking that I'm having fun with you? Haha......" The schizophrenic had another bottle of beer and said, "Let's have another one, I'll tell you where I can see you from
Like my mentor”
Xiang Que said speechlessly: "What are you planning to drink me to death? If you drink like this, it's too late to urinate while drinking."
The cicada smiled and said, "Drink, drink, I will solve the mystery for you after drinking."
Xiang Que raised the wine bottle and drank it again, and then his body kept shaking left and right, and he was about to fall head-on.
"Brother, we both hit it off at first sight. This table is mine. We shouldn't drink another one for this?"
"Ah, how embarrassed that's that." Xiang Que reached out and took a bottle of wine and shook it, and continued to sip it.
After drinking this bottle, Xiang Que completely entered a state of glare, his eyes were floating, and he couldn't focus at all, and then he "splashed" and directly loaded it on the table., cool $; Jiangwang first hy sent b0
The sci-cigarette turned around and hooked his fingers at the two friends, then asked them to sit over and hold the a4 paper printed with the avatar in their hands and said, "Look at the bi he drank, let's study it quickly.