Three hundred miles west of Qingshuifang City, there is a small city called Anwenfang City.
Perhaps the name of Fangshi is auspicious. Practitioners who venture to the west all the year round often use this small Fangshi as a place for repair, departure and return, and the first or last stop.
This is the first time Ye Qian has come to this kind of market that does not rely on trading geniuses to find treasures, but is purely based on food and accommodation.
The market is really not big, just like a street. All the stores on both sides of the street are inns and hotels.
It took a while to wait for Wang Quanfugui to heal his wounds. It was already late at night, and there were some closed stalls on the street. A dim yellow oil lamp flickered in front of him, indicating that he was a food vendor waiting for the cultivators who returned home at night.
"Uncle Liu, two portions of noodles, a pound of green blood wine to drink here, and a pound to take away!"
Wang Quan Fugui brought Ye Qian to this stall with ease. He showed a rare warm smile and sat directly under the oil lamp in front of the stall, with a blood-red sword beside him.
"Boy Wang, I haven't been here for a year or two, right? You still don't want spicy noodles?"
There was a surprise on the hawker's face. The two of them were also practitioners, but they were not even in the Taoist realm. He looked young, but maybe he had been exposed to too much wind and sun, which gave him a look of vicissitudes of life.
"Are you married to the little lady of the Quan family? I haven't seen her for a long time. Did she go somewhere else?"
The vendor winked at Wang Quan Fugui, took out two cyan porcelain bottles from under the stall, and handed them to Wang Quan Fugui first.
"Yes, it was decided before I left..."
Wang Quan Fugui was startled when he heard the words, his eyes dimmed slightly, he looked back at the deep and dark city outside, replied in a hoarse voice, and then uncorked the wine bottle and took a sip of wine.
"Congratulations, when the little lady of the Quan family comes back, give me your wedding wine and treat it as part of the money..."
The vendor congratulated cheerfully, then placed another bottle of wine in front of Ye Qian and said:
"Senior, don't be offended. I've known Mr. Wang for many years. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's chat a few words. This wine is half a catty in a bottle. You can drink it first. I'm not bragging about it. I brew it at home. You can't buy it elsewhere. Drink it.
After this once, you will come back to the villain next time!"
Ye Qian didn't pay attention to this and took a sip. The wine was green-red in color and slightly spicy in the mouth. Starting from his throat, it spread like a small fire and became more and more spicy all the way. It entered his stomach and burned his heart.
“Really good!”
A strange place, a strange stall, drinking a glass of good wine with a dim oil lamp late at night. Ye Qian couldn't help but praise it. He praised the wine, the environment and his mood. He hadn't felt so comfortable for a long time.
"You don't know how much merit your father has made in his previous life, so that he can give birth to the few of you in this life. He is filial even if he is promising. If my son is half as good as yours, I can walk in the dirt with a smile..."
In the dead of night, the hawker was boiling noodles in a soup pot and talking about his troubles:
"Your father hasn't been back for more than ten years. Every time he comes here for repairs, you sneak over to see him. My boy has been out studying for more than ten years. When he came back, he went to Widow Zhang's house next door to peek at people taking a bath. He didn't say anything when he was discovered.
I plausibly said that it was fulfilling a childhood dream, but I was really pissed off. I didn’t dare to pass by Widow Zhang’s house for the past three days..."
"Pfft..." Ye Qian was delighted when he heard this. Many people had forgotten their dreams when they were young. This boy still remembered that although he seemed to be poor at studying and was caught peeping, he did realize it.
"Are you filial..." Ye Qian glanced at Wang Quanfugui, who was drinking silently and no longer making any sound, and felt that he was a slut.
"It's all over!" Wang Quan Fugui seemed to feel Ye Qian's gaze and murmured.
"What happened in the past? Widow Zhang's innocence was exposed. Someone sent me a message. If she doesn't find a good and auspicious day this month to come to propose marriage, she will jump into the river and kill herself early next month..."
The hawker thought that the king's power and wealth were talking to him, and there was a hint of sadness on his face, and he was mumbling angrily.
"Then go and pick it up..."
Ye Qian answered with a cheerful smile. It was not only a dream come true, it was simply overfulfilled. I just don't know if that kid could smile. It was really nice to spy on his older daughter-in-law.
"The boy ran away and left a letter saying that he was not good at studying and went back to the mountain to retreat. There is no point in running away. The villain has already written to him. The villain has the final say in the marriage. If it is done, you will bear it. If you dare to run away, the villain
It is as if one does not have this son..."
The vendor shook his head helplessly, added the cooked noodles with animal meat sauce, and handed them to the two of them.
"Please use it slowly!"
"hehe……"
Ye Qian smiled and said nothing more. Everyone was in charge of their own affairs. At least this vendor was responsible.
The noodles tasted good. Ye Qian was eating them in his mouth while thinking about other things.
Wang Quan Fugui asked him to help him get a certificate of sufficient weight to seek refuge in Snow City. In exchange, Wang Quan Fugui would take Ye Qian into Snow Country.
But Wang Quan Fugui did not say what constitutes a sufficiently weighty letter of nomination. If nothing else happens, this letter of vote will probably start from this stable market.
"Uncle Liu, go back. I'll look after the stall for you. It's windy tonight, so lock the doors and windows!"
Wang Quanfugui picked up the chopsticks and spoke in a low voice with an air that could not be refused.
"good!"
Hearing this, the hawker was speechless for a long time. He seemed to understand something and hesitated to speak. But in the end he nodded without saying anything and said as if he was giving instructions:
"Go back early, don't let your family worry!"
After saying that, the vendor wiped his hands with a rag and left.
It’s interesting, I don’t know what will happen in a while! I’m really looking forward to it!
Ye Qian took a bite of the noodles. The noodles had a good texture and were very chewy.
"I loved noodle soup when I was a kid. A bowl of it would warm my heart more than this light..."
Wang Quan Fugui ate very quickly, and within a few mouthfuls there was only half a bowl of noodle soup left. Looking at the noodle soup, Wang Quan Fugui had a faraway look in his eyes, and talked about it as if he was thinking about it, as if talking to himself.
"One year, at this late hour, there was a little girl who ran away from home and was penniless. I gave her half a bowl of noodle soup. She said it was the best food she had ever eaten, so she combined the family's exercises with
I shared it and said that this is still her most precious thing..."
You have stories and I have wine, but it’s a pity that you are not a girl!
Ye Qian took a sip of wine and felt a little like tears. He exchanged half a bowl of noodle soup for a family-passed martial art. With this kind of luck, I could probably pick up the spot in the Gate of Heaven that fell from the sky while I was lying at home.
If you lied to a little girl about your skills like this, it’s really God’s fault that her family didn’t beat you to death!
"She said there was no place to go, and there was usually no one at home, so I took her home..."
Wang Quanfugui spoke calmly, but the people listening were not at all calm!
Half a bowl of noodle soup not only deceived people's skills, but also defrauded people. I really don't envy you at all, you bastard!
Tell the truth, you are here to show off!
Ye Qian felt a little internally hurt when he heard that. He never thought that Miss Yuan Xiaoxiao sent pill recipes and materials, and finally got herself involved. The quota for the Gate of Heaven was also transferred, but she was rejected by Ye Qian himself.
"It was also at that time that our big family felt like home. We practiced together every day, ate together, and went out to visit the mountains and rivers together. People in the city said that I had brought back a child bride..."
Wang Quan Fugui's eyes were full of memories, his hoarse voice surprisingly contained a hint of warmth and tenderness, he took a sip of noodle soup and continued:
"After more than half a year of this, she told me one day that this period was her happiest day, but the time had come and she should go home. There were still things at home that she had not finished.
I said she was my wife and her business was my business, but she said I was stupid..."
Are you feeding me dog food, you bastard!
Ye Qian complained silently, feeling that the persona of the king's power, wealth, aloofness, coldness and cruelty was a bit broken.
"I couldn't keep her, so I had to go back with her. When her family heard that I had learned her exercises, most of them wanted to kill me. It was she who held a dagger against her neck and saved me, and then she
From daughter-in-law to senior sister..."
Wang Quan Fugui fell into memories, and a cold and angry voice came from the darkness not far away, interrupting Wang Quan Fugui's words.
"I should have killed you with one slap right then, and so many things would not have happened in the future!"
The visitor was dressed in black brocade clothes with a circle of red blood drops embroidered on the sleeves. He had an old face and a strong and deep blood-killing aura around him. He held a blood-colored long sword in his right hand, which was almost the same as the sword placed by the royal family.
"You still dare to show up here. You are really impatient. Without the protection of your family, I wonder who can save you this time!"
Are you blind? You can't see there is another one next to you!
Ye Qian was a little hurt. It felt bad to be ignored. The royal power and wealth didn't speak, and he couldn't stand up. This kind of love and killing was the most troublesome.
"Thirteen years ago, it was here that I carried this lantern and sent Xiuxiu and you all the way to the outside of the workshop..."
Wang Quanfugui put down his chopsticks, put his sword into the storage ring, carried the dim yellow oil lamp on his stall in one hand, and walked towards the outside of Anwenfang City with the unfinished bottle of green blood wine in his hand.
"If Xiuxiu had not blocked your hand, you would have been dead a long time ago. You are an idiot. You have only practiced for a few days and you dared to attack me!"
The old man in black said with a disdainful sneer. He didn't seem to want to do anything inside Fangshi, so he kept a distance and followed all the way to the outside of Fangshi.
"Thirteen years ago, I couldn't defeat you and couldn't keep her, so I had no choice but to learn your skills and follow you.
Thirteen years later, my cultivation is still not as high as yours, and I probably can’t beat you, but I want to try again to see if I can keep you..."
"I will feel uneasy if you don't die!"
Wang Quanfugui glanced at the old man, his eyes were cold and cold, as if he were looking at a dead person, he turned to Ye Qian and said:
"Leave him to you, and I'll take care of the others!"
"I'm fine, don't die!"
Ye Qian nodded and said nonchalantly. He sensed that there were many people around him. Their cultivation was generally at the fifth level of Dao Realm, but they didn't come out. They seemed to be waiting for the order of the old man in front of him.
"Old man, why don't we take a look on the side first and see if your men kill him first, or if he kills all your men?"
Ye Qian came to the old man in black with a smile on his face and suggested heartlessly...