This is a shabby little shop with no name and a poor customer base. It usually makes a living by selling some wine and dishes. The boss is a terrible old man. Lu Fan always calls him Lao Wu. This old guy always looks drunk.Today was no exception. Lu Fan had already walked to his door and was sleeping soundly with the wine jar in his arms.

The old tables and chairs had a rotten smell.Dust was everywhere, and a few mice could be vaguely seen playing in the corner.But Lu Fan liked this place because it was quiet, without ridicule or sarcasm.

Lu Fan knocked on the counter, and Lao Wu opened his hazy sleepy eyes.

Looking up at Lu Fan, Old Wu reached out his hand 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, saying in a slightly muddy voice: "There's half left, I'm giving you an advantage. If you can't finish it, bring it back to me."

Old Wu smiled and took out a bowl with a chipped mouth and put it on the counter.

Lu Fan took away the wine jar and bowl, found a random table and sat down, filled a bowl of wine, and took a big gulp.

The strong wine entered his stomach from his throat, and soon Lu Fan felt his body heat up, as if there was a fire burning in his body.

Lu Fan sighed in admiration.The second reason why he likes this store is because the wine here is strong and different from other places.

Lao Wu smiled and said: "That's right, I don't care whose wine it is. Lu Fan, have you been hit again?"

Lu Fan smiled bitterly and said, "I will never be hit again."

Lao Wu said: "Don't say that. Don't you think it's a miracle that you can survive until now? I still remember the first time you walked into my store, you were as thin as a little monkey. You were almost dead. Look at you now, everything is normal."

Lu Fan laughed, Lao Wu was right.When he was a child, the doctor diagnosed him that he would never survive the age of twelve, but now that he has lived to be seventeen and is still well, it is indeed a miracle.

Lu Fan turned to Lao Wu and said, "That might be your wine."

A strange light flashed in Lao Wu's eyes, and he also smiled and said: "Of course, my wine is of course the best."

Lu Fan sighed and said: "My woman abandoned me because I am a waste."

Old Wu narrowed his eyes and said, "Then she will definitely regret it in the future."

Lu Fan chuckled and said, "Old Wu, thank you for comforting me."

Lao Wu smiled and said: "Believe me, this is not comfort."

Lu Fan poured himself another bowl of wine and said, "It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink your wine again."

The smile on Lao Wu's face faded, and he walked over from behind the counter and said, "What's wrong? Are you leaving?"

Lu Fan nodded and said, "Yes, I'm leaving. I failed this year's martial arts academy test. I'm already seventeen years old, and at most I'll have the last chance for the test next year, but my family will never let me be embarrassed. They will release me after this year's annual festival. I don't know where I will be released, but I will definitely never come back."

Old Wu staggered and sat down opposite Lu Fan and said, "Is it so miserable?"

Lu Fan nodded and said: "Yes, it is so miserable. Old Wu, I will buy you a few more jars of wine when I leave to drink on the way."

Lao Wu said: "No problem. I will definitely prepare a few more jars for you. But I think you don't have to leave. You might as well try again next year. Maybe you can pass the exam?"

Lu Fan laughed, but his smile was slightly sad.

Lao Wu said: "Then you won't practice martial arts anymore?"

Lu Fan's eyes suddenly became sharp at this time, and he said: "I will definitely practice martial arts. Martial arts is everything to me. Even if I can't condense the strength in this life, I am proud to be a martial arts practitioner."

Old Wu's expression changed slightly, as if he didn't expect Lu Fan to say such passionate words at this time.

"Last night there was a cold wind and a waning moon, and today it is raining and snowing.When will the waves of the bitter sea rest? Drunk will relieve a thousand sorrows.Thinking about ten years of martial arts, tears flowed into the cup.Those who have the sky in their hearts go first, who knows and who stays."

Lu Fan listened to Lao Wu's poems with sadness in his eyes, raised the wine jar and started drinking.

Old Wu chanted the last two sentences softly, stood up, and walked back to the counter.

He slowly took out a small jar of wine from under the counter with his hand.

"Come on, Lu Fan, drink from my cup.I have been saving this jar of wine for twenty years. Let us get drunk today."

Kaifeng, the aroma fills the house.Lu Fan watched with drunken eyes as Old Wu poured him a bowl of wine, and said with a smile: "Why is this wine green?"

Lao Wu looked calm, no longer drunk at all, and said softly: "You drank too much."

Lu Fan smiled and said, "Yes, I drank too much.Let me taste the difference in your bowl of wine."

Lu Fan raised his head and poured a bowl of wine into his throat. Lu Fan felt as if a fire was going straight into his chest and abdomen starting from his throat.Lu Fan's entire face turned red.

Lao Wu poured another bowl for Lu Fan and said, "Keep drinking, this wine must be strong enough."

Lu Fan felt like he was almost speechless. After a while, he held back two words and said: "Enough."

After saying that, Lu Fan drank another bowl, and this time the feeling was even stronger.

Lu Fan seemed to be able to hear his bones making clicking sounds, his energy and blood were boiling, and his vision was starting to get a little blurry.

Standing up, Lu Fan said: "Old Wu, it seems that I am really drunk, no, I have to go back first."

Lu Fan staggered out, and Old Wu looked at Lu Fan's back and said, "Remember to come over for a drink in a few days, I'll keep this jar of wine for you."

Lu Fan waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely come."

Lao Wu smiled and said softly: "Of course you will come."

Old Wu waved his hand gently, and saw the wine jar floating gently as if manipulated by a ghost, and then fell back to the counter.

Lao Wu tapped his fingers on the table regularly, shook his head and sang softly.

"Eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers, sword and wine, ninety thousand miles of sky, dreams and awakening.Three cups can lead to the great road, and one cup can bring heaven and earth together.Yin and yang are in the cup, and life is in the wine.I don’t know where I will go tomorrow, who will laugh at me, and who will I laugh at......"

On the way home, the north wind howled, and the flying snow hit Lu Fan's face like a knife, but he didn't notice it at all.

Walking back to Lu's house swaying, he could already see the door in the distance.

But at this time, the center of gravity under his feet was unstable, and Lu Fan fell to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Lu Fan felt like he had no energy left in his body, leaving only the heat flowing in his body.

His consciousness gradually became blurry. Lu Fan lay on the ground without getting up. Heavy snow slowly covered his body.

A ray of light shone from his body and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.His body made a low groan, and the pores all over his body opened. Visible to the naked eye, a stream of air swirled around him.

If there were any martial arts masters who happened to be here, they would definitely scream in surprise, because Lu Fan's current situation is really like the rebirth in the martial arts legend.

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