Chapter 18: Dongting

Dongting was really lively. Overnight, countless people from rivers and lakes rushed here, men and women, young and old, three teachings and nine streams, together under a name, and then each had their own ghosts and their own affairs.
Just one day, Zhou Zishu and others have eaten at two restaurants in total and have watched three or four clashes.
Zhou Zishu felt that this place was like a dog market, barking one by one, playing fiercely, and biting each other's hair for three days because of trivial matters, but in the end I do n’t know what these heroes will do. .
Deng Kuan and Gao Xiaoli first took a few people to meet Gao Chong. There are only three in the world. Shaolin is a martial arts fighter. He wins with strength. The ancient monk of Changming Mountain sees nothing at the end and wins with martial art. Majors, the widest and most influential.
He wasn't a chic and elegant hero in Yushu's style. He didn't look handsome and fierce, but he was an elderly, two-spotted, white, short and fat man. When speaking, he was full of energy and spirit, and his laughter was particularly bright.
When Zhou Zishu saw him, he understood why Gao Chong had the status he has today.
Each person has a unique temperament, and then people will automatically based on these invisible and intangible temperaments, and things are grouped by type, and people are grouped by group.
For example, people like Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu, others may think that it is just a scolded ghost called Huazi, or a hooligan who likes male tongues and tongues. It may not have any characteristics, but once you make a deep friendship, you are keen , You can feel the subtle difference.
Whether it is Zhou Zishu or Wen Kexing, they may be able to mix into the crowd unobtrusively, but in the end they do not belong to that crowd, so naturally they do not integrate, and mixing in just becomes an unobtrusive background. .
However, Zhou Zishu will be subconsciously alert every time Wen Kexing approaches. When Wen Kexing can meet for the first time, he warns Gu Xiang not to provoke him.
It's an instinct to identify similar people.
But Gao Chong does not have this quality.
He can be called a brother or a brother with anyone. When he stands in front of others, the other party will automatically ignore his identity background age. No matter young or old, whether it is a decent or prodigal ranger, he can rise to one. The intimacy of people of the same age and experience.
Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing could not help but stop the meaningless lunatics, silently observed the famous Gao Xia, only occasionally said a shudder and politely answered some necessary questions.
Zhou Zishu couldn't help thinking, if Skylight also had such talents ...
Looking at the whole world, there is only one noble.
They arrived early, and within a few days, representatives of various martial arts came one after another. The Dongting Lake has become a recognition meeting, and the daily meeting must be: "Oh! This is so and so, Jiuwen Daiming Jiuwen Daiming ... Dare to be afraid of being afraid, yes, the people in Guigu have many evildoings and have been doing evil for Wulin for a long time, everyone wins it. My generation should be the one who fights together and takes the lead in martial arts ... "
After stopping for a few days, Zhou Zishu's ears almost became cocoon. When he was very bored, Wen Kexing turned out to be a ghost, without his noise in his ears, it was really aloof.
He wore a new robe provided by Gao's house and strolled to the streets in his destination. Apparently, it was stained by Cao Weining and others. Zhou Zishu lived in Gaofu, and his days were very moist. It was delicious and delicious every day. He finally changed his ragged shirt and put on his good clothes. It's just that I'm a little accustomed to it. I wear coarse sackcloth for a long time, but I feel that the brocade is slippery and chilly, wrapped around my nose.
Looking at his skinny waxy palms that were exposed outside, the same skinny and waxy face, Zhou Zishu also shook his head with ridicule. The body that was about to be drained by Qiqiao Sanqiu was actually unable to support the clothes, like a bone rack crumbling to barely bear a piece of cloth, I felt that my dignity was very insignificant, and occasionally in the mirror After glancing at it, I was too lazy to look at it for the second time, and I didn't feel like a prince in my robe.
I thought to myself, it was probably that Wen Kexing followed him all the way to death and walked along with him. I did n’t have time to meet those men who could embroider orchid towels. They were too hungry to choose food. Nonsense.
Didn't you say that when you were a three-year soldier, the old sow can still compete in the eyes? Zhou Zishu thinks that Wen Kexing's state is similar to that, but I am afraid that this brother is interested in her husband.
Today he went to a restaurant alone, picked a seat by the window, asked for a few side dishes, a pot of rice wine, and drank slowly while basking in the sun.
As soon as Wen Kexing walked in, he saw his back. For some reason, he felt that Zhou Zishu's back was special. Among many people, he could always recognize it at a glance.
Zhou Zishu's back is not always straight. Most of the time, he just lazily arches an innocuous arc, his posture looks particularly comfortable, Wen Kexing always feels like he has nothing in his heart, only Looking at it, I felt particularly quiet and relaxed.
He couldn't help but pause for a moment, his expression blank, his eyes staring at Zhou Zishu's leisurely back for a while, and suddenly a special taste was raised in his heart—not particularly.
It felt as if the man was using such a silent gesture to laugh at him who was running for things and pressing things in his heart, and had to pretend to be indifferent.
Zhou Su-he thinks that people are like duckweed, and they are like catkins.
The vast world, three mountains and six rivers, what kind of person can be a decisive one, carelessly walking alone and between heaven and earth, not minding anything, and worrying about nothing?
But it wasn't indifferent--he had anger and sorrow, but the emotion came and went quickly, and he passed by in a flash, and after blinking, it seemed like he didn't remember anything.
Wen Kexing took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and for a moment, his face re-emerged with a smile that made people want to take a flat look, walked forward, and sat opposite Zhou Zishu, not at all polite He took a cup by himself, snatched the jug from Zhou Zishu, filled it with a glass, took a sip, and commented: "This wine, even if it can be done."
Zhou Zishu glanced at him lazily and shouted, "Little two, change the jug for good wine, and two more signature dishes, and it's on him."
Wen Kexing looked at him silently, and Zhou Zishu smiled slightly. In order to show that he was not an iron rooster, he didn't even want to invite him for a drink, and explained specifically: "You still owe me three or two silvers, early It's cost-effective to pay off without interest. "
Wen Kexing was silent for a long time and could only say: "... Thank you."
Zhou Zishu smiled with his eyes narrowed, "Brother Wen is welcome."
Wen Kexing looked at his appearance, and suddenly wanted to find a trick to tease him. Just as it happened, Zhou Zishu turned his back to the restaurant door, and suddenly someone said, "Let's rest here first, eat some food, and then in the afternoon Go and call on Brother Gao. "
Then another familiar voice answered: "Yes, it's all by your uncle."
Wen Kexing saw a rather dramatic scene. His creditor, who had just been sober and reminded him to calculate interest, suddenly shook his head. He "snapped" and "drunk" and fell on the table with his fingers pinched. Holding the wine glass, his face against the table, facing out the window, seemed to struggle and remembered, and it seemed like he couldn't get up, and snorted in a loud voice: "Not drunk ... I can drink another pot ..."
Zhou Zishu and Zhang Chengling went the same way, Wen Kexing and Gu Xiang followed, so although Zhou Zishucha felt that Zhang Chengling didn't know, he was hurt at the time and had no time to take care of him. Wen Kexing was not impressed.
And Zhou Zishu was so prone that Zhang Chengling and Zhao Jing did not see him when they passed by, and did not pay much attention to them. They went straight to them and went to the second floor elegant room.
After they went up, Coincidentally, Xiao Er came to the restaurant to serve wine. When he saw it, he asked in amazement, "Isn't this a sober officer just sober, so drunk so soon ..."
Before he had time to be surprised, he saw Zhou Zishu sitting up like nothing else, without looking at Jiu Cai, he took the jug unwaveringly.
The shopkeeper was stunned, and Zhou Zishu waved, "I said just now that I'm not drunk, can I drink another pot, I never say anything outrageous."
Thanks to Xiao Erdian's knowledge, he turned around and walked away.
Wen Kexing then smiled and said in a low voice, "Are you afraid of that little thing?"
Zhou Zishu didn't lift his eyelids and said, "What am I afraid of?"
Wen Kexing looked at him: "What are you hiding?"
Zhou Zishu drank on peanut rice unhurriedly and said vaguely: "Trouble, the little ghost chased me down when I saw him, master and master, short and sticky, like a girl."
Wen Kexing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did you do to save him then, and you sold yourself for two dollars?"
Zhou Zishu chewed on the peanut rice with a quack and a half sip, then slowly said, "Look at him pitifully."
Wen Kexing heard what he said, he was silent for a while, and suddenly he felt the purse from his arms, reached out and grabbed a bit of scattered silver, carefully counted for a while, pushed forward, and said, "Three two two money, three two back to you, give more If you have two dollars, you can also sell it to me. You will be guaranteed to feed you in the future. No one will kill you. "
Zhou Zishu glanced down at the silvery shattered silver, held the wine glass in one hand, took a sip with much enjoyment, and pushed back three or two first, saying, "Today the wine money arrived."
After thinking about it, I pushed the money back: "No."
Wen Kexing couldn't see the emotion with a smile, and asked, "Why not sell?"
Zhou Zishu commented plainly: "It's awful to see you."
Wen Kexing laughed as if he had received some praise.
Half a month later, the world ’s heroes gathered in Dongting, and Gao Chong borrowed a large temple near the Dongting. This heroic meeting was scheduled here. For another half a day, Master Shaozi, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, brought his disciples to bring a number of people. Two mountains and rivers order.
The ancient monk of Changming did not appear in front of the crowd, and only sent a twenty-something disciple who was very immortal and brought the last piece of mountain and river order.
On the night that the three mountains and rivers gathered together, Gaojiazhuang caught fire.