Chapter 2: Reborn

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Ququ around, Lu Fan came to a store.
This is a dilapidated shop with no name and a bleak source of customers. On weekdays, he lives by selling small wine and small dishes. The boss is a bad old man. Lu Fan has always called him old Wu. . Today is no exception. Lu Fan has reached his door, and he is still holding a wine jar and sleeping.
The shabby tables and chairs carry a rotten atmosphere. Dust is everywhere, and some mice can be seen vaguely playing in the corner. But Lu Fan likes this place because it is quiet, without ridicule and ridicule.
"Old Wu, give me some wine."
Lu Fan knocked on the counter, and then Wu opened his hazy eyes.
Looking up at Landing Fan, Lao Wu reached out first, and Lu Fan took out the copper plate and threw it on the counter.
Old Wu first put away the copper plate, and then actually handed the wine jar in his arms to Lu Fan, and said with a slightly muddy voice: "Half left, it's cheaper for you. If you can't finish it, take it back . "
Old Wu smiled and took out a missing bowl and put it on the counter.
Lu Fan took away the wine jar and bowl, casually found a table to sit down, filled a bowl of wine, and raised his head was a big sip.
The strong wine entered the abdomen from the throat, and soon Lu Fan felt his body warm up, as if there was a flame burning in his body.
"Good wine."
Lu Fan praised. The second reason he likes this store is because the wine here is strong enough, unlike any other place.
Old Wu smiled and said: "That's right, don't look at who's wine. Lu Fan, are you hit again?"
Lu Fan smiled bitterly: "I will not be hit one day."
Old Wu Dao: "Don't say that. Don't you think it's a miracle that you can live now? I remember when you first walked into our shop, you were thin like a little monkey. Almost all were dying. , You look at you now, everything is normal. "
Lu Fan laughed, but Wu Wu was right. When he was a child, the doctor diagnosed him. He definitely could not survive twelve years old, but now he has lived to seventeen, and it is okay. It is indeed a miracle.
Lu Fan turned his head to the old Wu Dao: "That may be your wine."
A strange light flashed in the eyes of Lao Wu, who also smiled and said: "That is of course, my wine is of course the best."
Lu Fan sighed: "My woman abandoned me because I was a waste."
Old Wu narrowed her eyes and said, "Then she will regret it later."
Lu Fan chuckled and said, "Old Wu, thank you for comforting me."
Old Wu smiled and said: "Trust me, this is not comfort."
Lu Fan drank his own bowl of wine again and said, "Unfortunately, I am afraid I won't be able to drink your wine again."
The smile on Lao Wu's face converged, and came over from behind the counter: "What's wrong? Are you leaving?"
Lu Fan nodded and said: "Yes, I'm leaving. I haven't tested the Budo Academy this year. I'm 17 years old, and at most I have the chance of the last test next year. I am embarrassed to the end. It should be that after this year ’s annual festival, they will let me go outside. I do n’t know where they will be put, but I will definitely never come back. "
Old Wu wobbled and sat down opposite Lu Fan, saying, "So miserable?"
Lu Fan nodded and said: "Yes, it is so miserable. Old Wu, I must buy you a few more bottles of wine when I leave, ready to drink on the road."
Old Wu Dao: "No problem. I must prepare a few more altars for you. But I feel that you don't have to leave. You might as well try it next year. Maybe you can take the exam?"
Lu Fan laughed, but the smile was slightly sad.
"Admitted to it? I don't expect this anymore."
Old Wu Dao: "Then you will not practice martial arts anymore?"
Lu Fan's eyes suddenly sharpened at this time, and said, "Wu I will definitely practice, martial arts is everything to me. Even if I can't consolidate in my life, I am proud of being a martial artist.
Old Wu's expression changed slightly, as if he hadn't thought that Lu Fan could say such an ambitious word at this time.
Old Wu groaned.
"The cold wind last month last night, now the sorrowful rain and sorrow. The bitter sea waves break for a few moments, and the drunkenness relieves all the worries. I think of ten years of martial arts, and tears flow into the cup. The heart of the sky will go first.
Listening to Lao Wu's poems, Lu Fan held his eyes in disbelief, raised the wine jar and started drinking.
Old Wu gently chanted the last two sentences, stood up, and walked back to the counter.
Use your hands to slowly take out a small jar of wine from under the counter.
"Come on, Lu Fan, drink my altar. I have kept this altar for twenty years. Let us be drunk today."
Old Wu put this small jar of wine on the table.
Kaifeng, full of aroma. Lu Fan dizzyly watched Lao Wu pour a bowl of wine for him and smiled and said, "Why is this wine green?"
Old Wu looked calm, not drunk, and said softly: "You drink too much."
Lu Fan smiled and said, "Yes, I drank too much. Let me try the difference between your bowl of wine."
Looking up a bowl of wine into the throat, Lu Fan only felt from the throat, as if a fire straight into the chest and abdomen. Lu Fan's entire face turned red.
Old Wu poured another bowl for Lu Fan and said, "Continue to drink, this wine is strong enough."
Lu Fan felt that he was almost speechless. After a while, he held out two words: "Enough."
After talking, Lu Fan drank another bowl, this time feeling even more violent.
Lu Fan seemed to be able to hear his bones making a clicking sound, his blood was tumbling, and his eyes had begun to blur a little.
Standing up, Lu Fan said: "Old Wu, it seems that I am really a little drunk, no, I have to go back first."
Lu Fan staggered out, and old Wu looked at Landing Fan ’s back and said, "Remember to come back and drink in a few days, I will keep this jar of wine for you."
Lu Fan waved his hand and said: "Relax, I will definitely come."
Old Wu smiled and said softly: "Of course you will come."
Old Wu waved his hand gently, and saw the wine jar float like a ghost, and then fell back to the counter.
Old Wu tapped his fingers on the table regularly, shaking his head and singing softly.
"Eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers and swords and wine, ninety thousand miles of heaven and dreams and wake up. Three cups can lead to the road, and a bucket of Fang Xiaotian and the world. The Yin and Yang cups are interesting, the wine is in love. , Who am I laughing ... "
On the way home, the north wind roared, and the snow flew like a knife on Lu Fan's face, but he didn't even realize it.
Shaking his body back to the Lu family, he could see the door far.
But at this time, the weight of the foot was unstable, and Lu Fan fell to the ground.
Lying on the ground, Lu Fan felt that he had no energy, only the heat flowing inside his body.
Consciousness gradually blurred, Lu Fan didn't get up on the ground, and the snow slowly covered his body.
A ray of light shone from his body and disappeared without a trace. His body groaned, pores all over his body, visible to the naked eye, and a stream of air swirled around him.
If there is a master of martial arts just here, there will be a cry of exclamation, because Lu Fan ’s current situation is really like the reborn of martial arts legend.