Five ugly Chinese characters-old wine head and black shop!

Boy, this shop is the most honest and frank black shop in the world. No wonder business is not good.
Seeing this young man’s heart, he shook his head and said, "The shop is really a black shop but people don’t like it."
It seems that "that’s because … you are different."
"I’m different?" The teenager laughed at himself. "What’s the difference if I forget who I am?"
The old man’s face is hiding the misty smoke, and then he laughs, "A murderer with money doesn’t need identity."
"Kill people?" Young eyebrows frown looks sharp as a sword in his eyes.
An old face is worn through the fog, and the corners of the mouth are tilted. "Good ~ That’s it. Your eyes are as sharp as a sword. You … are a swordsman with money and I am a businessman."
The teenager’s heart is a blur, but somehow he feels that the old man seems to be a sword to himself. Was I really a swordsman before I lost my memory?
Thought of here, he hurriedly asked, "Then who am I? What is it called? "
At the moment, the old man grinned. "Remember? You once told the old son that you should never wake up who you are when you earn money, because you are inferior to a dog when you are short of money; When you are rich, even the truth … is fucking silent. "
The teenager looked at himself with his hands as if he had become a cold-blooded swordsman in the mouth of an old wine head, thinking and mumbling, "It sounds like I used to be very fierce and cold-blooded, and it seems that I am happy with you?"
"Happy?" The wine head nodded and hastily smoked his cigarette, and hurriedly sighed, "Yes ~ You should see that the old man is lonely. You can come … I’m very happy. Otherwise, how can the black shop be credited?" Ha ~ "
Then he smiled and looked at the distant scenery and said with a sigh, "~ This man is old, and when he sees young people, he will know that he is old … After all, his mother has put this experience, and he should not have gone through it. If he is not dead, he should toss it into the dead. It will be two results."
Speaking of this, the old man smiled at the teenager and asked, "What are the two results?"
The teenager seems to have a lot of vague memories, as if he is the sword-edged swordsman, and the old winehead wants to know the answer.
He looked into the distance with his chest in his arms and casually replied, "I laughed at death;" Live … It worked. "
Ha ha ha……
The old wine head turned to the sky and clapped his legs and laughed. "It is better to laugh than to look down on life and death."
The teenager waited for the old wine head to laugh before he raised his swinging palm and slowly turned it around. "Where’s my sword?"
The flag streamer floats and the tip of the flag blocks the half face of the old wine head, and the gray hair blows in front of the muddy old eyes.
He raised his hand and raised the cigarette rod at the corner of his mouth, pointing to the withered old willow beside him and casually said, "Wicker invites itself."
Young lock eyebrow at the eye that there is no willow withered old willow incredibly asked "wicker …? Wicker sword? "
The wine head shrugged his shoulders and said, "don’t ask the old son me!" This is what you said in the past that you would fold the willow sword and stand in front of it, close your eyes, split the wicker into two pieces of incense, and still count as kendo. Then you will leave here and make your own world. "
When I heard this young man’s heart, I suddenly remembered it as if I had really said such a thing, and I really need to practice kendo and break out of my world!
He pondered for a long time, so he looked at the turbid water outside the corridor and looked at the fuzzy face in the reflection and asked, "I still can’t see myself clearly."
The old winehead followed his side head and looked at his vague reflection in the water. Before he got angry, he spat, "Damn it, it seems that anyone can see it clearly."
The boy asked again, "Where was my sword?"
The old winehead guessed at random, "I haven’t seen you. I should have left it outside."
The teenager looked at the water, lost in thought. "I want to go outside and get my sword back."
The old wine head also looked at the water. "Then you have to pay back the wine money first, but you can’t default."
Teenagers are still like this: "You can’t kill a man without a sword. Go out and get a sword before you come."
Gallery was silent.
The wind howled and blew the water and messed up their long hair.
The old winehead turned his head and looked unhappy. "You want to give up?"
Teenagers know that the old wine head refers to Liu’s desire to make a sword and split incense, but this is not unrealistic. I’m afraid I drank more than I do now.
The wine head then knocked on his head and said, "If you have a bad memory, don’t think too much, which will make you more confused. You will regret it if you think clearly."
The teenager wandered around, and he looked around, but he felt that he was not real than the real scenery.
He asked, "Will we meet again after we leave?"
The old winehead hesitated to answer "no"
"What about the drinks?" The boy asked again
The old wine head turned and walked to the house, and at the same time, it was faint that "things are out of date."
The teenager looks at the distant view with his back to the old wine head and his chest leaning against the colonnade.
The footsteps stop at the head of the old wine, the figure is half, the sun is half in the dark house, and the head says "life" without looking back.
For a moment, the teenager squinted backwards and remained motionless. "Wine is expensive but fair."
The old winehead replied, "What I call forgetting my worries."
And he has stepped into the shabby wine shop.
The water waves outside the wine shop reflected on the wooden corridor, and the teenager sighed, "I can’t forget my worries, but I can’t forget my loneliness … Does the old thing smell sweet?"
There is silence outside the water.
Flag banners … Hunting.
The house is wiping the lonely back of the console table and said very flatly, "Give up some stone hills and practice …"
Young cold face light’ well’ one went to the withered willow …
Chapter 715 Chi hates women’s name is a swordsman.
The shallow water lake is rippling; Dead willows waving flags and banners hunting.
-old wine head black shop
The old wine head of the gallery is still sitting on the edge of the column as before, sipping his old cigarette and watching the distant scenery bring up patches of white fog.
This ~ the scenery is good
The climate has always been mild and there has always been no business to talk about.
But now, a silly little guy has come to play with my old son. Hey, he’s still waving willows and splitting incense.