Lancheng has a unique one, which is not only famous in the ancient Lan country, but also famous in the surrounding three countries.

That's wine.

The wine of Lancheng is sweet and sweet, but the stamina is fierce, especially the wine of Lan Gui Lou.

However, Lin Yixian did not go to Lan Kwai Lou, but another Lilac Fang that was not as famous as Lan Kwai Lou. The wine of Lilac Fang, as the name suggests, uses cloves into the wine, and the fragrance is stronger, but because of the cloves, there is a hint of bitterness in the sweetness, which becomes unique.

The second son of the Lin family is the only one who likes this wine.

He said that life is like this wine, sweet at first taste, and bitter at first.

As soon as Lin Yixian walked into the door of the Lilac Workshop, the junior second inside immediately greeted him enthusiastically, and shouted familiarly: "Lin Yixian, is it still the same?"

Lin Yixian smiled and nodded: "Hmm." The same old way. ”

"Okay, you sit here and wait, and the little one will be prepared for you. Xiao Er said as he respectfully welcomed him to the table next to him and sat down before going to work.

In the lobby, there were basically people sitting on more than a dozen tables, most of them were people from the rivers and lakes, all of them were talking about what was happening outside the city these days.

Someone saw Lin Yixian, and after recognizing it, he greeted him with a smile.

After hearing this, Lin Yixian smiled and nodded in return.

There were three bearded guests sitting on one of the tables, one of whom was probably quite familiar with Lin Yixian, so he got up directly with the wine bowl and went straight to Lin Yixian.

After arriving at the side, he was not polite, he swaggered, and with a long leg, he sat down opposite Lin Yixian, pushed the wine bowl in front of Lin Yixian, and said: "Xiaolin Yixian, come to a bowl of wine? This is not the big bowl of water wine for three dollars, but the eight-year-old mellow clove wine!"

Lin Yixian laughed: "You just know that I don't drink, so you dare to brew these eight-year-old alcoholic cloves! Okay, let's say, what's the matter?"

The bearded guest immediately laughed: "Xiaolin Yixian is really smart, why can't he hide your fiery eyes." Have you heard anything about this outside of the city lately?"

Lin Yixian raised his eyebrows slightly, and then nodded and replied, "I've heard of some, what's wrong?"

The bearded guest replied: "Someone was killed outside the west city wall in the early hours of yesterday morning, does Xiaolin Medical Immortal know who was killed?"

Lin Yixian glanced at him and shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Seeing that Lin Yixian didn't have the slightest intention of cooperating with the guess, the bearded guest felt a little bored, and after sneering for a while, he hurriedly uncovered the mystery: "The second dart head of the Xicheng Qinglong Dart Line, the third dragon." ”

The name Long San is very familiar to Lin Yixian. This dart runner, injuries are a common occurrence. He has good medical skills, and he naturally knows each other when he comes and goes.

It's just that since the news of the demon beast came out, this dart has stopped, how could this Long San go outside the city and die there?

Although Lin Yixian was puzzled in his heart, he didn't ask, just stared at the bearded customer who liked to sell guan, and said with a little impatience: "My wine is coming soon, if you don't talk about serious things, I will go back." ”

When the bearded guest heard this, he hurriedly said: "The Qinglong Dart Company sent a reward post in the morning, and I want to recruit fifty good players to go out of the city early tomorrow morning to find demons, and I and the second child want to go and have a good time." I heard that Xiaolin Yixian, your skills are also very good, or ...... Together?"

"Old poor, if you want to believe me, just listen to me. This outside the city is not something you can do to make a fuss. Lin Yixian has also known this bearded guest for many years, and it was somewhat unbearable to see him go to death, so after a little hesitation, he reminded him in a low voice. After the words fell, the little second came with the wine and food that Lin Yixian wanted.

"There is a new dish in the store today, and the kitchen is just doing it, so I made more, and I left you some for you to take back and try it." Xiao Er said as he hunched his waist slightly, respectfully placing the wine and food on the table in front of Lin Yixian.

Lin Yixian thanked him while taking out the silver that had been prepared earlier and handed it to the small second-hand: "If there are more, you don't need to look for them." ”

Xiao Er was happy.

Lin Yixian got up and prepared to leave after taking the wine and food.

Seeing this, the bearded old poor man got up, and while following Lin Yixian out, he muttered softly beside him: "In addition to giving ten taels of gold per person, the green dragon dart line also took out three dragon blood grass. Didn't I remember looking for this thing a few years ago?

"Dragon Blood Grass?" Lin Yixian turned his head and frowned at the old poor, and asked, "Can the Green Dragon Dart Line have this thing?"

The old poor said: "It should be true. If you don't feel at ease, I'll go to the Blue Dragon Dart Store and ask in person. How's it going? Are you interested?" the old poor man looked forward to.

Lin Yixian pondered for a moment and said, "You go and inquire first, if it's true, it's best to find out where the dragon blood grass in the hands of this green dragon dart line came from." Figure it out and come to me, you know where I live!"

Seeing that Lin Yixian was relieved, the old poor hurriedly responded, and then complimented him all the way to the street, watching him disappear into the crowd before returning to the lilac workshop.

The setting sun drew a dividing line between light and dark on the walls on both sides of Anqing Lane.

Several small figures are chasing each other in the light and shadow, laughing and scolding, one after another.

An old woman was sitting in front of the door, watching her grandson play in the alley while choosing a vegetable in her hand.

Lin Yixian walked all the way, and the sound of greeting continued.

And the greedy little boy followed him, constantly asking what was in the oiled paper bag he was carrying.

Lin Yixian smiled and walked leisurely, and soon arrived at the door of his house. Stretching out his hand and pushing, there was a crunch, and the children who followed him suddenly dispersed as birds and beasts.

After Lin Yixian smiled helplessly, he stepped into the door, and then turned around and closed the door again.

In the not small yard, the arrangement is very simple, except for an old plane tree, there is only a flower bed. For ten years, only one plant has been planted in this flower garden.

A plant that can't be named, but it produces pale yellow flowers in spring.

It was March. A patch of green in the flower bed. A thin figure was squatting in the flower bed, carefully removing the small weeds that were mixed with the flower seedlings.

After Lin Yixian glanced at it, he didn't bother him, walked to the plane tree on the other side and put the wine and food in his hand on the wooden table, and then turned around and went to the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks.

When he came out, the figure in the flower garden had already stood up, and in his hand, he was holding a handful of weeds, and suddenly a faint light lit up. In the blink of an eye, the weeds turned into powder in the glimmer of light and disappeared without a trace.

"Today, the guy at Lilac Shop said that there was a new dish in the building and gave me one. Lin Yixian walked to the square table as he spoke. After putting down the dishes and chopsticks, he took the two oiled paper packets and opened them, and poured all the dishes into the bowl. Lin Yixian approached one of them and sniffed it, and said with a smile: "It's quite fragrant, it should taste good." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the figure still in the flower garden: "Come on." ”

In the flower garden, a young man dressed in black stood there, and the sunset on the horizon shone obliquely on his cheek. In the glow, the tiny hairs on his face were dyed golden and became visible.

The delicate facial features are clearly young, but there is a faint twilight entangled in them, which inexplicably gives people a sense of vicissitudes.

He looked at Lin Yixian, who was smiling at him under the tree, nodded, and then walked over.

The two sat down at the square table, and Lin Yixian took a jar of clove wine, smashed the seal, and handed it to him.

"I'm probably going to go out in the next few days. After taking over the wine jar, he suddenly opened his mouth to say a word.

Lin Yixian raised his eyes in surprise, and after his gaze swept slightly on his face, he suddenly asked, "Do you want to find that demon beast?"

"Hmm. He answered, poured a bowl into the bowl in front of him, and when he put it down, he added, "I need a little stimulation." ”

Lin Yixian frowned slightly, and after a deep groan, he said, "Some monks came to the city today, and they also came to the demon beast outside the city. If you're going too, there's a good chance you'll run into them. ”

The man in black sitting next to him suddenly stopped holding a wine bowl and was about to drink.

After a moment of silence, the man suddenly asked, "The people of the Great Sword Gate?" In the deep voice, all kinds of emotions were hidden in it, which inexplicably made people feel depressed.

Lin Yixian shook his head: "I'm not sure." ”

Hearing this, the man in black was silent for a while, then raised his head and poured down the wine in the bowl.

The sweet taste just passed through the throat, and soon the bitterness spread at the base of the tongue.

Lin Yixian looked at him like this, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart. After so many years, he still can't get out. Just the three words of the Great Sword Gate can make him lose his peace of mind, if it is really face-to-face, then the pain that has taken so many years to finally suppress, will it be revived again, and let him fall into that nightmare again?

After the man in black put down the wine bowl, he was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the wine jar on the side, got up and walked to the back room.

Lin Yixian couldn't help but shout at him: "Mu Zhi ......"

The man in black paused at his feet, and then said without looking back: "I'm fine, don't worry." With that, he strode away.

Lin Yixian sat at the table, smiled bitterly, reached out and took another jar of clove wine, smashed the seal, and directly took the jar to his mouth and drank it.

A jar of wine soon bottomed out.

Lin Yixian put down the jar, leaned back, looked up at the hundred-year-old plane tree that had begun to bud above his head, and suddenly remembered the reason why he bought this mansion back then.

A hundred years of sycamore, waiting for the phoenix to perch.

The old man who sold the house to them said this with a smile and a smile on his beard. Before he could react at that time, Shen Muzhi, who had been following him for more than half a year, suddenly opened his mouth.

"That's it. At that time, Shen Muzhi said these four words, but he was so excited that his tears were about to fall.

Later, they settled here.

This stay is ten years.

In the past ten years, Shen Muzhi's situation has gradually improved, but his personality has changed a lot. He didn't talk a lot, but now he is even more silent, almost to the point of cherishing words like gold. In his eyes, there was no longer the same divine light as before, only gloomy indifference, as if nothing in this world could affect his emotions.

In the past ten years, he has been confused and doubtful more than once.

Is it wrong to let Shen Muzhi live like this?

Perhaps, he shouldn't have forced him to pull him back from Huangquan Road.

When the knock on the door came, Lin Yixian suddenly came back to his senses from this self-doubt. After calming down slightly, he hurriedly got up, and when he turned to leave the square wooden table, his big sleeves swept over the tabletop, and all the wine, food, dishes and chopsticks on the table disappeared.