Although the boy didn't let go and wanted to kill him, he did not kill him after all. After all, he was not a person who really liked to kill. Some people looked very hard on the outside, but just to cover up their fragility in their hearts.

Li Zhichang had already thought of who the boy was, and he had also thought that he would soon have wine to drink, and a sip could remove the cold spirit. He followed the boy and walked for an hour, and the sound of a wheel pressing against the snow came from the right rear.

A carriage came, and there was a charcoal basin inside the carriage. The person who drove the car was a bearded man. He called the man sitting in the carriage the young master. The corners of the young master's eyes were covered with wrinkles and he was no longer young, but it was absolutely right to use the word "Young Master". This sounds very contradictory, but if you really see this person, you think this is the right name.

When Li Zhichang saw him, he also saw Li Zhichang. Li Zhichang's eyes were black, as black as a faint spring, and very gentle. His eyes should be bright and energetic at the age of his, rather than as unenergetic as he is now. However, the young master's eyes were gentle and lively, full of vitality, and it was not the eyes he should have at this age. His eyes were full of love for life, but his body was suffering from the pain of being speechless.

Compared to Li Zhichang, the young master felt more pity for the young man in front. He asked, "Will the young man get in the car and have a sip of wine?"

The boy said, "I don't have money." Then he pointed at Li Zhichang and said, "He doesn't have money either." As if he felt that this was not enough, he continued, "I don't know him."

The young master said, "It's okay, I'll treat you to drink."

The boy said: "I will never eat what is not mine. I will never drink the wine I bought for my own money?"

The young master was filled with pity. What kind of environment should the young man be so alert to people's hearts. He said, "Then you have money, are you willing to invite me?"

The boy hesitated and said, "Yes."

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "What about me?"

The boy said, "No, Taoist priests should not drink." Although he ignored Li Zhichang, he remembered every word Li Zhichang said clearly, because if a person has a poor memory, he must not live long. After that, he continued to walk forward, and Li Zhichang stayed.

The bearded man said, "What a stubborn child."

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "He is not an ordinary child. Didn't you see the sword on him?"

The bearded man said, "That bamboo-like thing is also called a sword."

The young master said, "That's a killing sword."

Li Zhichang continued: "If you use such a sword to kill someone, just one move, either someone else dies or yourself."

The bearded man understood that the young man was still alive, so it was someone else who died. No matter what sword it made or what kind of sword it was, as long as it could kill people, it would be a good sword.

Li Zhichang said to the young master: "Is Li Tanhua willing to treat me to a drink?" This young master is Li Xiao Feidao Li**, the third-ranked weapon list in the weapon list, and Li** is famous all over the world!

After saying that, Li Zhichang had already gotten on the carriage, and it was really warm.

Li Xun, Huan did not ask why Li Zhichang recognized him. Once a person like him appeared in the world, someone would definitely recognize him. He smiled and said, "It's not so bad. But my wine is not good, it's just ordinary spirits outside the pass."

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "As long as it is the wine invited by Xiao Li Tanhua, it is good wine. I don't want to drink it if someone invites me."

Li Xun and Huan showed an apology to Li Zhichang, and then coughed, as if as long as his body was slightly better, coughing would torture him again. This was not a disease, but it was even more painful than illness. Li Zhichang held his hand, and a mellow heat spread to his lungs through his wrists. The true qi moistened his traumatic lungs, temporarily alleviating his cough that seemed to cough out his heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

Li Xun, Huan looked at him gratefully. He knew that Li Zhichang used his excellent Xuanmen internal skills to relieve his cough, which was very exhausting. Li Zhichang also looked at him with a high glance. This way, letting the internal energy of the first-time person he met enter his body without any defense is equivalent to handing over his life to others. You must know that they have met for the first time. Li Xun, Huan, has no idea about his origin.

The ancients said that white hair was as bright as new as before, and this trust moved Li Zhichang very much. He was indeed a very charming person, Li Zhichang thought of it.

Li Xun, Huan's cough was cured, and he continued to drink. He kept drinking and coughing. Li Zhichang accompanied him to drink. Li Zhichang did not advise him, although his cough was related to his excessive drinking. However, if a person suffers so much pain because of drinking, he must continue to drink. Then there must be something more painful in his heart than this. No one can understand the disadvantages of drinking better than Li Xun, and no one can understand the pain caused better than Li Xun, Huan.

Pain cannot be offset by happiness, but can only be covered by another kind of pain, which is also a human sorrow.

Li Xun, Huan is very happy today. This is the happiest time he has drunk in ten years, because today he made a new friend. Although they have not said more than three words, they are already friends. The reason is very simple. This is the first time in ten years that he was not persuaded to drink, but to drink with him. Being a friend is enough.

They drink each cup by one, and others use words to make friends, but their friendship becomes deeper and deeper in this glass by one. They still didn't say anything, and they were the best words. Li Xun, Huan has sad things, Li Zhichang may have or not, but as a friend, it is enough to be with him when his friend is sad.

No matter how long the road is, it is not long or short. Strictly speaking, this road is only as long as a jar of Daquanyuan wine in the northeast. After drinking, Luo also walked. Li Xun and Huan did not carve wood carvings. When he carved wood carvings, his eyes were gentle and fragile. He did not want to show this way in front of his friends. He was actually not a person who was willing to disappoint his friends, but many times he disappointed many friends. For example, the bearded man who was driving a car - Tie Chuanjia. Tie Chuanjia saw Li ** drinking constantly, and looked at Li Zhichang with some blame, but he said nothing, because he hadn't seen his young master so happy. He knew that it was because Li Zhichang drank with him, because Li ** hadn't had anyone with him for a long time.

Tie Chuanjia was not unwilling to drink with Li **, but every time he saw Li **'s painful appearance, he couldn't help but persuade him.

The inn in the town is not big, and it is now full of passengers blocked by the wind and snow, which seems extremely crowded and lively. When Li ** and Li Zhichang arrived here, there was no empty shop in the inn, but they were not in a hurry at all, because they knew that there were not many things that could not be bought with money in this world, so they first found a table in the corner in the restaurant, asked for a pot of wine, and slowly drank it together.

Li Zhichang was very surprised that he had such leisure to drink with a drunkard. He laughed.

Li Xun, Huan then asked, "Why are you laughing at?"

Li Zhichang said: "I laughed at how I was so patient to drink with a drunkard here."
Chapter completed!