2 Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes

Life is wonderful and unpredictable. The migrant workers in the city do not have the leisure to enjoy the scenery and snow in life, while the beggars on the roadside have a lot of time to watch the surging of people and the endless traffic in the city. Sadly, the beggars don't know where they will go in the next second, so they can only Leaning in a dilapidated corner, I expect that a kind-hearted person can give some property to survive. Life in the city is very busy and cruel. After taking the train to Chengdu, Wang Gui couldn't help but feel the scenery going backwards out of the window. The busy years have made him a little unable to talk about his original ambition.

20 years of busy life has worn away Wang Gui's too much sharpness and heart. Although he is just in his early forties, the bumpy experience makes him look old and abnormal. Of course, he will not age before he is old, at least his hair is not sparse.

The scenery outside the car flashed by like a wind and lightning. Wang Gui didn't have time to appreciate it carefully, and he didn't have the spare time to sigh. It was purely a stupid thing that some 2B people who were full and had nothing to do. Maybe sleeping for 17 or 18 hours was a good thing for Wang Gui. The train to Chengdu takes 35 hours and 21 minutes to drive, so Wang Gui knows that he has a lot of time to do what he wants to do.

So, Wang Gui began to close his eyes and refresh his mind.

Unfortunately, the sky did not follow people's wishes. The noise on the train woke up Wang Gui, who had just closed his eyes. For this reason, Wang Gui was furious and opened his eyes to look at the noisy place, but he was stunned in an instant.

There is no doubt that the train Wang Gui took is a sleeper, but in his carriage, there is a young man in his early 20s who looks very sunny and local standing in the aisle of the carriage, staring at a part of a young woman sleeping in the sleeper with a very unsunny and local smile. The young man is the changeable country farmer in the Xuanwu Hotel, the young man who stood by Xuanwu Lake for three hours.

The young woman in sleep may have felt a burning eye staring at her magnificent chest, so she angrily pointed to the young man and scolded, showing the true nature of a tough woman. The young woman's appearance can only be said to be quite beautiful, but her scolding skills are earth-shaking, and she has been scolding for more than ten minutes without repetition.

The people in the carriage also sat up straight and looked at the center of the incident and whispered and talked. It is estimated that more than half of the people are sighing that the world is not old, and a good young man has to learn from the Ximen official full of obscene thoughts.

The Peugeot shrew may be tired of scolding. When he rested, the young man got the opportunity to speak. He took a few steps forward and looked at the shrew and smiled and said, "There is a bug on your clothes on your chest. This kind of bug is called seven-day crisp in another village. If you are bitten by him, you will be exhausted within seven days. I'm drowsy." The young man's words show that they are not mature, gentle and tem.

When the people in the carriage heard the words of the young people, they turned their eyes to the chest of the Peugeot bustle. A three-inch long and colorful worm was lying very comfortably on the soft chest of the Peugeot. They almost got into their clothes and took a bite fiercely. The Peugeot didn't believe it. Damn it, I'm afraid he wanted to take advantage of himself, but when he looked at his chest, he was shocked and felt something slowly moving on his chest. When he looked carefully, he suddenly became extremely surprised. When he was about to slap the worm to death with his hand, he had been The young man standing suddenly rushed up with an arrow step, took out a simple celadon bottle from his body like a trick, and put the worm that was still enjoying warmth and code-named seven-day crisp into the celadon bottle.

"This bug can't be hit by hand. Its pores are full of toxins. If you take a picture, I'm afraid you won't be able to get to the ground in seven days. However, this worm is a good wine. Half of the most famous peach blossom in our village is named after it. The young man looked at the Peugeot who was still in mid-air and smiled. After putting the celadon bottle back in his pocket, he returned to the original place. Everything seemed to have never happened. The passengers in the carriage seemed to expect something to happen, but they didn't expect that the incident would calm down so quickly, and they could only send out bursts of sweeps. With a sigh of anger, he fell to his bed one after another.

After a mental struggle, the Peugeot shrew looked at the young man who retreated to the aisle of the carriage and explained with embarrassment, "I'm really sorry. I blamed you wrong just now. I thought you were..." The Peugeot shrew didn't say anything. Others helped her a big favor, and she couldn't be shameless. The scolding young man for being a pervert is greedy for his plump and soft breasts.

"It doesn't matter. Speaking of which, I made a profit. If this seven-day crisp is made into a peach blossom, I'm afraid it can be sold at a good price after seven days of drunkenness, so forget it if you scolded me just now. I'm not a person who care about everything." The young man looked at the original shrew who was shy and soft like a spring water and smiled faintly.

Wang Gui has heard of XO, the head horse, and the valuable 82 Lafite, but it is the first time in his life that he heard the peach blossom seven-day drunk, an antique name, like the excellent wine in the world written by Jin Yong Gulong. Wang Gui couldn't help looking at the young man who had been as calm as clear water. The face that had not been carefully looked at made Wang Gui more curious at this moment.

Young people wear very ordinary clothes. A blue and black cloth coat, white trousers, and a pair of black cloth shoes with a white background. The skin is dark but shining with a bronze light. The height is about 1.75 meters. If you deliberately look at any part of the young man's facial features, it will not be outstanding. It can only be described as mediocre. But putting it together makes Wang Gui have some shocking, especially the dark eyes, which are extremely deep and far away under the cover of their facial features, and even comparable to the brightest stars in the night sky 20 years ago.

The insect-catching incident is just a small episode in the long journey of this train, but this episode makes Wang Gui look at the young man with new eyes. Even in Wang Gui's heart, this young man is even comparable to the Taoist priest who taught himself on Qingcheng Mountain 20 years ago.

Another village, a strange name. Maybe many people don't know where another village is, but 20 years ago, when Wang Gui passed Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan, he was lucky enough to witness the life of another village like a paradise at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. Fishing and hunting, mulberry, tea, mountain songs, that land was given to Wang. Gui was the most thrilling shock, but at that time, he did not have the leisure to appreciate another village comparable to Jiutian Yaotai. For him at that time, money and women were far more important and enjoyable than the scenery.

The train passed through one tunnel after another in the shaking of Mercedes-Benz. Unconsciously, more than 30 hours have passed. In these more than 30 hours, Wang Gui spent most of his time observing the young man, who had been standing in the train aisle like a towering ancient tree. Young people.

"Good afternoon, passengers. The K696 train bound for Chengdu is about to stop. Please be ready to get off the bus. Please don't forget your luggage when you get off the bus." The conductor's beautiful but unchanging voice sounded in every carriage.

Passengers also began to pack up their big and small bags to get ready to get out of the car. Wang Gui stretched out a bag of red Nanjing from his pocket and ran to the place where the carriage was connected and began to swallow the fog. Since he learned to smoke 20 years ago, Wang Gui has never cut off cigarettes, China, Su Yan, 95 Supreme, Red River Road, He has smoked all kinds of good cigarettes, but he still feels that those so-called good cigarettes are still not as strong as the 13-money red Nanjing cigarettes, spicy and even pungent, but they are comfortable and cool.

After smoking a few mouthfuls of cigarettes, Wang Gui waved to the young man in the aisle and motioned him to come over. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to the young man who walked next to him. He smiled and said, "Young man, can you refresh me?"

After a smile, the young man took the cigarette and said, "Thank you."

Wang Gui handed over the fire machine, so two men with a huge age gap began to swallow clouds and fog together. There are not too many words, just looking at each other and smiling from time to time.

The train is slowly slowing down, and some impatient people have rushed to the place where they got off with their luggage, for fear that they are not in the best position.

"Little brother, I heard from you that you are from another village. I also went there when I was young. It's really a good place, like a fairy mansion." Wang Gui extinguished the cigarette butt and said with emotion.

The young man spit out a smoke ring and smiled and said, "Although another village is good, it is not as good as the scenery of Qingcheng Mountain or the magnificentness of Dujiangyan. We have a saying, 'Ask Qingcheng Mountain, worship Dujiangyan'. That is the real good place in Sichuan, and another village is just a small village."

"Brother, I don't know your name yet. I don't know if I can tell my brother that I can go to another village to see you when I have time." Wang Gui had the idea of making friends with the young man around him. After 20 years of crawling and rolling, he knew that the young man might be far more wonderful and storyful than the insect-catching scene just now.

"I have arrived at the station." Xiao Chen then looked at the door that had been opened and jumped down, looking at Wang Gui leaving a sentence "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time" and then went away.

Leaving a straight background gradually disappears from the flow of people.

Wang Gui couldn't help smiling, "The green mountains are unchanged, and the green water flows for a long time." How does it sound like an ancient world of rivers and lakes?

Jianghu, Gu Long said that where there are people, there are conflicts, and there are rivers and lakes. Although the world of martial arts cannot reappear in this society, who can say that the current society is not another Jianghu? Maybe this is a more Jianghu world than Jianghu!