The Imperial Guard’s Revenge Chapter 73: : Less mellow

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The blade stubbornly stayed on Mo Tian's neck. After five breaths, Mo Tian's head tilted and fell to the ground, stirring up bursts of dust. His expression remained wild, and he walked in such a hurry. The wine shop was as dark as a tomb. He who was unwilling to tell Liu Mu the news was deeply buried.

Liu Mu still maintained his previous posture, but his eyes maintained deep sadness. In fact, he didn't need to guess too much to know that since meeting You Ming, his group and others had been targeted by Mo Tian. You don't have to think twice to figure out who leaked the news. He was not sad for Mo Tian's death, but he just wanted to go back to the inn quietly. From another aspect, it is estimated that Mo Tian is probably related to Bliss.

Liu Mu grabbed the wine bowl on the table and poured the remaining half of the bowl of wine down his throat without leaving a drop. It was so hot that he started to cough violently, and his pale face turned a little pink. Handing Three Thousand Miles to Iron Banner aside, he raised his hand to support his chest and said, "Let's go, the wine is gone!"

Tie Qi waved to Sanjin and others to dispose of the body. Passing by Luo Er, he dropped a piece of pure silver and helped Liu Mu towards the direction of the carriage. The horses neighed incessantly, and the sound of kicking gradually faded away.

The jar of wine was gone, Liu Mu squinted his drunken eyes and opened another jar. He looked a little melancholy and said: "Tie Qi, what is your world like?"

"My world?" Iron Banner stopped the horsewhip from raising high, and he was a little uncertain. After a while, he said to the stone on the side of the carriage: "What does your world look like?"

Liu Mu opened the curtain, moved outside the car, and looked at the iron flag and the stone with some hope. He particularly wanted to know what other people's world was like and whether it sounded particularly different.

"Master, knife." Shitou blurted out without thinking for a moment.

Seeing Liu Mu turn his attention to him again, Tie Qi was speechless about Shi Shi's answer, which caught him off guard as he was about to refer to it. He could only lower his head and think for a long time before speaking out: "That's it, with wine, As long as you're not lonely." As if wondering why Liu Mu suddenly asked such a question, Tie Qi cracked his whip, turned around and said, "Master, what is your world like?"

Liu Mu raised his head and drank a few sips of strong wine, and while he was intoxicated, he murmured: "It's enough to have Yangchun noodles and wine!" But what he didn't say was that it would be better to have her. However, this idea was suppressed as soon as he started. He didn't think she would like him now. A person who is born to be indifferent, how can he get the determination that stains half the sky with blood? Maybe he will never see you again in this life!

"Master, where is your sword?" Tie Qi closed his eyes and thought for a few moments. Hearing that Liu Mu didn't mention the sword, he couldn't help but remind him.

Liu Mu struggled to stand up and walked towards the carriage with a bow. A clear voice reached Tie Qi’s ears and said: "I don’t have a knife anymore!"

Tie Qi didn’t quite understand what Liu Mu was talking about. Three Thousand Miles was clearly placed on a small shelf in the carriage, but Liu Mu said he had no more swords. If there is none, then what is three thousand miles? Knowing that Liu Mu had nothing to talk about, Tie Qi could only shrug his shoulders and concentrate on driving the carriage.

The sky is a little dark at this moment, the sky seems to have lowered its eyes, the cold wind is blowing like a knife, and the wheels are heading northwest in the cold wind. Tie Qi hummed an unknown tune and slightly pulled the cotton-padded clothes covering his chest. The unique desolate atmosphere of the northwest spread from his body. Feeling a little unsatisfied, Tie Qi took the wine jar next to him and took a few sips. He sang the tune he had hummed loudly: "There are mountains in front and rivers behind. Don't be afraid of the cold wind. The man who shepherds the sheep..."

An hour later, the carriage drove into Chongniu Town.

Chongniu Town is small and not that prosperous. Although it was still early in the morning, there were only a few pedestrians on the street, and most of them were locals hurriedly going home. This must be because few outsiders passed by. The arrival of more than twenty fierce knights caused the timid pedestrians to hide in panic, as if they were being attacked by soldiers.

Although the town is small, it has everything it needs. The speeding carriage, surrounded by horsemen, suddenly stopped in front of the tavern. After a long time of people shouting and neighing, the disturbed guests in the tavern saw the bloodless young man, who was helped out of the carriage by the man driving the carriage. . The coughing sounds from time to time indicated that the person in front of him was seriously ill. The owner of the tavern did not think that the sign on his door had been changed by Lao Wang of the pharmacy. This customer should not come to see a doctor.

Liu Mu looked at the shopkeeper of the tavern for a long time and said in a weak voice: "Is there any wine without water?"

Li Fugui has been running the tavern with his father since he was a child. It has been almost thirty years now. He has seen all kinds of drinkers. He sometimes brags to the noisy drinkers that he has also entertained people from all walks of life. Heroic. But he has never seen a seriously ill person come to get drunk. In Lao Wang's words, even if the King of Hell doesn't accept you, you won't live long. If that weak young master can drink strong wine, he can be named Lao Wang.

Tie Qi was a little angry. The owner of this tavern didn't know what he was talking about, so he yelled: "Didn't you hear me? Go get the wine. I want the best wine in your store. If you dare to mix it with water, I'll screw you." Soak your head in wine!"

Not to mention how the frightened tavern owner Li Fugui rushed to work; Liu Mu smiled and reached out to pat the iron flag, indicating that there was no need to yell, they were here to drink and rest, not to fight. of. Feeling a little embarrassed, he cupped his fists at the disturbed crowd around him, then found a table and sat down. The wine was quickly warmed and served, and the temperature was just right enough not to burn your mouth. Liu Mu thought this was the result of Iron Flag. It's not a good wine, it smells very bad. Think about it, how can you get good wine from a small town like this? It's just some wild rice, without any additives, and it's not brewed with a good recipe. It's just good enough to drink.

Liu Mu filled the wine bowl sent by the shopkeeper and took a small sip. Unexpectedly, the smell in the wine was stronger, which made him cough and spill a lot of wine. When Li Fugui looked like he was about to cry, Liu Mu raised his sleeves and wiped away the traces of wine dripping from the wine bowl. After comforting Li Fugui with a smile, he said jokingly: "It's a waste of a good thing. You shouldn't, you shouldn't!"

No one could tell what he was regretting. Maybe it was the grain for brewing, or maybe it was the spilled wine. Only benevolent people have different opinions. After he finished speaking, he put the wine bowl to his mouth and swallowed it in big gulps. After the wine reached the bottom of the bowl, he licked his lips gracefully and said, "You are so fascinated by this, the wine has a deep flavor!"

Li Fugui laughed along with him, nodded and bowed for a while, and said: "Young master is very talented in literature, how about the wine in the shop?"

Liu Mu let out a long breath of alcohol and said with a smile: "It's so so-so, the vintage of the collection is a little short, and the mellowness is missing!" After saying that, he ignored Li Fugui and drank the wine with concentration. There was nothing else in sight except wine.