The flowers are lonely, and the wine is exquisite......

Linglong Pavilion is not only beautiful and poetic, not only fragrant with flowers and wine, not only with knights and swordsmen! Linglong Pavilion has many secrets, among them, the most talked-about is "Linglong Snow"!

Many people say that "Linglong Xue" is the goddess of the Heavenly Palace, her appearance is unparalleled in the world, her swordsmanship is superb, and her smile is fascinating......

Many people say that "Linglong Snow" is the sound of red dust fairy, and when the song ends, Huangliang dreams for the rest of his life......

Many people say that "Linglong Snow" is just a joke made by Linglong Pavilion, and it doesn't actually exist......

Ye Duan glanced up at the storyteller in the Jasper Teahouse and on the hall, slowly lifted the delicate purple sand cup in his right hand, and then drank it all!

In fact, "Linglong Pavilion" and "Linglong Snow" don't have much meaning to Ye Dui! Because, he doesn't care, he came to this teahouse for only one purpose, and that is Ah Li in his heart!

In the past two years, Ye Duan has been to this teahouse 221 times, listened to 120 tunes, and met 35 singers! Ye Duan remembers these very clearly, because he is too boring! There are many reasons why a person is bored, but many people have only one way to deal with boredom, and that is to drink! Ye Duan is no exception, last night's hangover did not make him happy, usually speaking, after getting drunk, he will feel more lonely! Ye Du lowered his head, took out ten copper plates from his sleeves that were not very clean, and stacked them neatly on the yellowed coffee table, he got up and walked out......

Autumn is the season of parting, when parting, the autumn wind blows, the autumn grass is yellow, and the autumn is cool......

However, today is an exception, because the sunlight outside the teahouse is very dazzling! Ye Dui, who was standing on the long street, slowly straightened his waist and squinted at the cloudless sky, as if he was preoccupied, and he didn't know why, his resolute gaze was full of decadence! Diagonally opposite the Jasper Teahouse was a steamed bun shop, Ye Dui remembered that the steamed buns in He Ji Bun Shop cost two pennies each, but he only had one penny in his hand, and it seemed that he could only buy one steamed bun. Ye Du lowered her head and looked at the ground, slowly dragging her tired steps towards the fragrant bun shop......

Not long ago, Ye Duan didn't know the price of steamed buns and steamed buns, because he had only been exposed to gold and silver before, and had never dealt with copper plates! It's just that Ye Du feels that he has always been poor, because the more money he has, the faster he spends it! Now, Ye Du knows that on this street, the price of a bowl of porridge is three yuan, the price of a bowl of yang swallow noodles is eight yuan, and the price of burning a knife is fifteen yuan a catty. Ye Du has been drinking porridge for three days, because the price of alcohol on this street is not cheap for him!

Ye Du bit a dry and hard old noodle steamed bun in his mouth, although this steamed bun tasted nothing, but he still ate it very fragrantly, because today is the first day of the eighth month, he must ensure that he has the strength to do things, because he wants to live!

After crossing fifteen streets, three bridges, and a forest, Ye Du could see a small temple standing in the middle of a barren mountain. The small temple tucked away in the greenery was small and dilapidated, but Ye Du could spot it at a glance. Because he has been here many times, the distance from He Ji Bun Shop on Changle Street to the small temple is 18,327 steps, about ten miles away, Ye Du remembers it very clearly, because if a killer wants to live, he must remember a lot of things!

Ye Du was resting on the big tree in front of the temple, looking up at the sunlight sprinkled on the roof of the temple, his dark eyes suddenly had more brilliance, because after all, the sunlight has a temperature, which can warm his cold heart for a long time......

In some desolate small temples, there is a statue of a god, this statue has three heads and six arms, and its feet straddle a tiger, and it is looking angrily ahead! When Ye Duan first came, he thought it was a mountain temple, because in his childhood memory, the mountain god seemed to be like this. But today, this mountain temple seems to be different from usual, because the tiger under the crotch of the mountain god, its colorful tiger tail has long been cut off! The most strange thing is that today's clay sculpture of the mountain god seems to have a murderous aura, because the eyes of the mountain god are bleeding.

Blood flowed from the eyes of the clay mountain god, but Ye Dui was not surprised at all! He looked at the blood mountain god who had been flushed with blood without moving, the tip of his nose was filled with an unbearable fishy smell - the smell of blood, although Ye Dui had long been accustomed to this bloody smell, but he still felt disgusting, because the smell of blood often drowned him in the memories of blood. After looking at it for a long time, Ye Du finally slowly moved his gaze to the pitch-black offering table in front of the mountain god—a offering table that was neither big nor small, neither new nor old. This offering table is also definitely a very ordinary one, and it will never attract attention. It's just that there are two envelopes on the pitch-black offering table, one is red, blood-red, the color of blood, and the other is golden, golden, golden!

Ye Du tilted his head to look at these two envelopes, his decadent face immediately showed a sense of contemplation, and his somewhat dim eyes also seemed to have light, because on these two strange envelopes, there were two seal characters written - "Linglong!!