On the bridge floor, the drum beats the three watches, and the Jianyang Mansion is full of peace and tranquility.

There is the sound of cold winds rising and falling, and there is also the sound of red candles swaying.

The red candle hangs high, and the bright moon is empty.

Looking up, thousands of red candles are swaying, not afraid of the cold wind, and unyielding to the bright moon.

Full of fireworks in the world, full of joy in the world.

In the wilderness not far from Jianyang Mansion, a red ray flashed inexplicably, and the red light rose from the ground and soared straight into the sky, disappearing in a flash.

This red light flowed by, and it seemed that the cold air between heaven and earth had faded a little.

The head of the city of Jianyang Mansion.

The elderly soldier of the night vigil was drowsy, but in a trance, he vaguely saw a thick red light rising to the sky, and the soldier was in a spirit, and then he could look out of the city, and the wilderness outside the city was still empty, and his eyes were still full of depression and cold wind.

The old soldier was extremely puzzled, and asked the robe officer who was guarding the cold night beside him, "Do you see it?"

The errand on the side has quietly fallen asleep, this night watchman has no other skills, the ability to stand and sleep is a must, not to mention the city wall on this cold winter night, even if he is standing on the top of the mountain and the sea, as long as the doorman does not come, he can sleep peacefully.

At first, he thought it was a doorman patrolling the night, but when he turned his head and saw that there was nothing behind him, he continued to close his eyes and hummed impatiently: "What are you looking at?"

"Firelight, skyrocketing fire. ”

"Firelight, bullshit firelight, I think you're on fire in your eyes. The close-eyed servant scolded impatiently, and laughed again, "If you want to vent your fire, just catch up with tomorrow to rest and change values, and have a good vent with your mother-in-law, don't fucking disturb Lao Tzu's dream." ”

The old servant said viciously: "You can sleep, and when the time comes, you will be caught by the doorman who patrols the night, and I won't beat you to the flesh." ”

The close-eyed servant snorted coldly: "Beat me? He fucking hugged his mother-in-law to warm the house and hot kang, and he had the heart to come to this cold and bitter place?"

The errand officer seemed to be in spirit, and sighed: "Now this is poor, similar to the monk in the temple, when a day hits a day, it will be gained, if it is really more real, it is also us who suffer, the old man is all brocade clothes and jade are cherished wine and food, as long as the black yarn on the head does not fall off, that day is thousands of times stronger than us, in their eyes, it is not important to ask the thief to ask for crime and eradicate evil, it is important to protect the black yarn and an official robe." ”

In the cold wind, on the upper floor of Jianyang Mansion, there were bursts of complaining voices, but the sound was extremely thin, and only the two of them could hear it.

There is an antique single-block building in Jianyang Fuzhong Street, which is three stories high, which is also a magnificent scene in this small city.

On the third floor of the small building, there is a beautiful and elegant woman who got up slowly, looking at the sky-rushing red mang that passed by outside the window, her eyebrows frowned lightly, under the moonlight, the woman's boudoir was a little brighter, the woman's face was beautiful, there was a burst of light spirit, the skin was tender like water, the phoenix eyes were slender, and she seemed to be smiling all year round.

The boudoir furnishings are minimalist, out of a bronze mirror with a little heavy color fat powder, such as the outstanding and beautiful thing is only the one carved with a hundred flowers of ink bamboo Mu Shi, Mu Shi is neatly hung with a green shirt costume is particularly beautiful.

East of Jianyang Mansion.

There was a man in sackcloth running in the shadows, and from time to time he glanced behind him at the mysterious figure that was neither male nor female, and he had to pay attention to avoid the soldiers who were patrolling the night, which could be described as embarrassing.

Yu Cripple, who has been running a tea stall for more than ten years, suddenly turned around when he heard the slight sound outside the city, and just saw the red mang flashing, hiding his identity in this Jianyang Mansion for more than ten years, the Ping family's secret whistle was full of bitterness, where the hell is this?

The Yin Rakshasa inexplicably dragged the wind and clouds outside the city, and somewhere there appeared a demon who was neither male nor female, that person's cultivation was extremely high, and he dared to pour spiritual power so far from the Yin Rakshasa at such a distance, and the most important thing was that the Rakshasa ghost pawn didn't even know it, which was the most terrifying thing.

Like him, the Anzhou Ping family has cultivated hundreds of people, scattered in the major cities in the state, whether it is the trend of the rivers and lakes or the government and the people's feelings in various places, what is the wind and grass This Ping family can be said to be the first to know, Yu Cripple is extremely puzzled, a big family of martial arts, the fourth young master and a halberd are unparalleled in the world, why bother to calculate these trivial matters so much, now in this world, the wrist is stronger than anything in his mother, and even the official mansion has to retreat three points.

But Yu Cripple is just a dark whistle, it is a dark pile that the Ping family can replace and abandon at any time, this Ping family's halberd has been famous in this world for a hundred years, and has been respected as the head of the world in this long-handled utensil, and the family has a Luo Hao halberd who does not know the martial artists in the world, except for the spear forged by the Lingshan Sword Pavilion thirty years ago to listen to the cold and suppress the edge, what else in the world can compare with this Luo Hao halberd?

Most of the people with guns and halberds are heroic heroes, and they are all indomitable and full of courage, the son of the soldier saint Pu Jiuxin is like this, and so is his own master Ping Yanyuan,

But I don't know why the old man Ping Yanyuan gave birth to a feminine man like the eldest young master Ping Hongyuan, and he also got in touch with Zhao Jigu, a half-ghost person in the ten songs of the Xuan, and escaped a poison prescription in the hands of the half-ghost fairy doctor.

This poison has become the golden and jade means of the Ping family to take the dark chess, no matter where the floating zero martial artist, first arrested, forcibly poured the poison prescription, and gave the antidote once in half a year, if the medicine is not enough, the whole body will festered and turned into pus and blood sewage, the situation is like this, these rootless Jianghu warriors can only be like this, although they can't fight righteousness as they like, but it is good to have a place to live.

At the beginning, most of these dark chess dark pile ideas are like this, but after three or five times of abandonment, so that these dark chess are like falling into an ice cellar, once exposed, the Ping family will send someone to take away the life of the dark chess, if the life can escape a life, but it can't stop the poison of the ghost doctor, as a dark chess, if it is abandoned, there is no way to live.

The first point of this dark chess must be to have a good memory, in addition to Zhao Wenyang, the top of the ten songs of Tianxuan, the rest of the people have a flat family, in addition to these, there are also great sages and great powers of Buddhism and Taoism, and most of the idle Jianghu martial artists have records, as dark chess, these must be completely remembered in the mind.

How many Pingjia secret chess in a city, except for the eldest prince Ping Hongyuan, no one knows, if a piece of news is wrong and missing, it will kill Huangquan, so no one gambles with their lives, and can only pray that this Pingjia has a letter and the antidote will be delivered as scheduled, so tonight Yu Lame risked death out of the city, not hesitating to be so close to the Rakshasa ghost, but he never expected that he was not discovered by the Rakshasa but was found by a half-demon.

Over the years, Yu Cripple has sent 100 messages to his family, the news is big and small, and there are mixed refutations, but he has never seen any action at home, and naturally he doesn't dare to ask.

It's just that this cripple wonders, this Ping family sees this Anzhou as an iron bucket, no matter what the wind and grass are, it can be known in three days, and there is no movement in this huge Anzhou in his hands, this young master of the Ping family is making Zhao Jigu poisonous, right?

When Yu Cripple thought of this, he couldn't help but feel bitter, now the message can't be transmitted, so he can only resign himself to his fate and make a way to live, in order to plan for the future, thinking of this, the middle-aged man can't help but sigh.

"Old Yu?!"

As soon as the cripple left, he heard a vicissitudes of life not far away, and looked at the sound, it was an old man with a paper lamp in his hand, the old man was kind and tight, at first the tea stall in the cripple was all dependent on the old man, if not, this tea stall really couldn't find a reason to go on, the old man also regarded the middle-aged cripple as a New Year's friend, and always loved to carry the chessboard to find the cripple in his spare time on weekdays.

The old man saw that the middle-aged man was walking like a fly, and said happily: "Old Yu, your leg is good?"

'Heaven has no way to go, and Hell has no door to cast. ’

Yu Cripple sighed slightly, the bitterness in his eyes was heavier, even if the cripple was cold by nature, his heart couldn't help twitching at this time, but if the old man exposed his identity, he was afraid that he would be a cripple.

Ren is heart is full of waves, but when it comes to life, no one is willing to gamble, some people may be willing, but he is not willing to be a cripple.

Yu Cripple forcibly squeezed out his face full of joy, and said excitedly: "But no, my sincerity and kindness have touched the heavens and the earth, and there are immortals who come to the world from time to time in the third watch to heal this injured leg for me, you see that this leg is dexterous." ”

As he spoke, Yu Cripple walked towards this year-old friend with a happy face, and did not forget to stretch out this 'immortal healing' injured leg and swing it left and right a few times.

The old man in the sixtieth century was happy for this man, and grinned: "Okay, this person's kindness is a good reward, now look at who dares to ridicule you as a cripple, and then someone ridicules you, I am the first to do it, damn it, in this world, good people are miserable and poor people are always bullied, how can there be any reason to say?"

The cripple got closer and closer, and when he heard what the old man said, the tip of his nose was sour for some reason, and there seemed to be a warm current rising in his eyes.

The old man didn't notice anything unusual, he was still happy, he took the lead in turning around and walking into the alley first, and said happily: "Let's go, go to my house, let my old woman get some meat for wine, I still have two jars of rice wine at home, the rice wine has been stored for more than ten years, I think it was given to me by a great literati, and I have been reluctant to drink it." ”

Yu Cripple's heartstrings, which had not fluctuated for more than ten years, seemed to have been completely pulled by the old man holding the lamp, and the warmth in his eyes became more and more turbulent, and the cripple followed the old man step by step, not in a hurry, without saying a word.

The old man with the lamp became more and more energetic, and sighed: "I'm happy today, drink it, but first say okay, we have one altar for each person, you are not allowed to rob it, it's not that I can't bear the rice wine, it's not that I am reluctant to drink the rice wine, but I am afraid that you will get drunk, and then delay the mana of the immortals, and change your legs back to their original appearance, it will not be good." ”

"Today's wine is up to the end, you take it when you love to drink it, first for worship, and then because of your injured leg recovery, we are happy, this wine should be drunk, should be drunk. ”

Hearing the phrase 'should drink, when drinking' in the crippled eyes of the warmth seemed to burst the embankment, silently, two tear stains slid on the face, more than ten years of hard like cold iron of the mind actually had a slight trace of ablation, the strong wind in the hand gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered several times, still can not start.

The night of the transition between spring and winter seemed to be too cold, and the body under the linen clothes shivered slightly in the cold wind.

Regardless of whether the cripple answered or not, the old man in the sixtieth armor still kept talking, and said with a smile: "Now you are crippled, eh, you can't call it a cripple when your leg is good, and now the old Yu tea stall is booming, and the injured leg is also healed, the former mother-in-law of your family doesn't know how to envy, maybe she will have to come back to you after she knows." ”

"You have to have a long memory, that mother-in-law can't come back, your leg is good, you can still beg for a mother-in-law while you're young, don't think about it, big girl, you old boy, that little widow can also warm the house and make you eat a warm meal, what's not better?"

"Then let my old wife sew a few sets of quilts and embroidered noodles for you, hey, don't look down on my wife's craftsmanship, who is married to a wife and a daughter around here. ”

More than 400 steps from the street to the courtyard door of the old man's house, the old man's body seems to be held up by this happy event, in the cold wind, the old man's back is extremely straight, and the paper lamp in his hand is also extremely dazzling and bright, the old man is happy all the way, the words in his mouth and the steps under his feet have not stopped, the middle-aged man who has been called a cripple for more than ten years has been following behind the old man, with tears on his face, full of smiles.

Seeing that there were more than ten steps left from the house, Yu Cripple smiled miserably, not knowing whether to laugh at life or laugh at the world, and said softly: "Brother." ”

"That's the good guy, huh?"

The old man was talking energetically, and when he heard the cripple shouting, he turned around, and saw the middle-aged man's face full of tears, and couldn't help complaining: "Hey, you person, why are you still crying on a good day, you ......." ”

There was a soft snap, and the paper lamp fell to the ground.

The man in linen, who was called a cripple, was holding the neck of the old man with his big hands like iron tongs, his eyes drooping slightly, he didn't dare to look at the old man, and the strength in his hands was great and he tried to directly cut off the old man's vitality.

Because he was afraid, he was afraid that the old man in the armor would say something that would sting his heart.

The cold wind howled, crashed into the two of them, and dissipated into the air in an instant.

In the night, a man in linen choked the neck of an old man with one hand, his head hung very low, and tears fell from his eyes, falling on the ground full of cold.

The red colored paper lamp swayed slowly on the ground, the red candle toppled over, and the red paper was lit, and a paper lamp rose to the flames, several times, and burned to ashes.

The paper lamp is the last utensils in the life of the old man, and it also went to the west with the soul of the old man, this old man should be able to walk into the Elysium with a red paper lantern in his hand, and then look at the world with a gentle smile above the nine heavens, right?

In the cold wind, the man in sackcloth carried a stiff corpse, limped towards the darkness, no trace, under the moonlight, a pile of black ashes piled up in the narrow alley, the cold wind shook, drifted away without a trace, this world, as if nothing had happened, but there was a brighter point of light than the bright moon, disappeared in this prosperous world.

At night, in a remote courtyard, the man in Mai dug a deep pit in a dead tree, buried a stiff corpse in it, the man sat cross-legged in front of the tree, and there were two large bowls of coarse mud with a jar of rice wine in front of him, and the middle-aged man's face was vaguely stained with tears, and he raised his hand to fill two large bowls of coarse mud, lifted one of the bowls and drank it all, and the other bowl fell under the tree.

Middle-aged men are like this, drinking a bowl and pouring a bowl, no matter how full and wide the wine jar is, it can't stand the bold posture of the coarse mud bowl for more than ten years, and the jar is completely clean, and no trace of wine can be poured out.

The middle-aged man poured the last two bowls of rice wine completely under the tree, and muttered, "I won't rob it this time, I'll add one more bowl to you." ”

When the wine was finished, the man was not bored, so he sat down against the tree, silent.

The drums on the bridge tower beat the fifth watch, the sky was faintly bright, and the man in sackcloth, who had been sitting all night, slowly got up and limped back to the dilapidated house.

When he walked to the door, the man looked back at the dead tree, smiled bitterly, and murmured: "Brother, there is no fragrance today, and when I die, I will burn it for you." ”

Jianyang Mansion, the old store of the Hu family.

Hearing that the bridges and towers were alternating, Liu Yuanshan, who was covered with bloodstains on his body, rolled left and right, unable to close his eyes, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the pictures jumped in the young man's mind.

It was a night that was too strange for him.

In just a few hours, the young man experienced the great sorrows and joys of life.

At that time, after the sky-high red light shone, the two rising and brilliant Yu Emperor Cocktails were suspended in mid-air, hanging but not falling, and the young man looked at the two daggers in his heart as if he had a different feeling, and his heart moved, and the fiery red dagger trembled slightly.

The hoarse voice of the world's known as the ghost pawn Rakshasa still echoes in Liu Yuanshan's ears.

The young man's face was full of bitterness, and he murmured softly, "This is too fucking mysterious, isn't it?"

From Xiaoliu Yuanshan to Chen Changge Xiang Tiancheng and the two of them mingling on the streets of Xiongzhou, up to the teahouse and bookstore, down to the wine shop Goulan, there is no place where these people do not set foot, in the past, in the mouth of the storyteller, I will always smile when I hear those strange words.

By the way, ironically, how can there be so many meatloaf falling from the sky in this world? Even if it is smashed, then the damn fall from the sky will not stone a person to death?

But now, he never expected that this huge piece of bread would be covered on his thin body so much, and it would be covered so suddenly.

Liu Yuanshan couldn't show any sleepiness, for fear that everything under the moon was a dream, and it would be gone when he slept, his eyes stared at the Yu Emperor Yang cocktail on the table, and his hands suddenly exerted force, only to see that the fiery red dagger trembled slightly.

Liu Yuanshan thought to himself: "It's far away." ”

The young man leaned forward and exerted his strength again, and the Yu Emperor Yang Yan slid a slight distance, but it was still far from the ability to take things from the air.

Liu Yuanshan stretched his muscles slightly, leaned forward a few more points, stretched out his right hand, and exerted his strength again three feet away from the dilapidated square table.

The red dagger was pulled by the force, and suddenly rushed towards Liu Yuanshan, the man was overjoyed, and the strength in his hand stagnated slightly, seeing that Emperor Yu's Yang Yan was only two inches away from the man's fingertips, but he lost his strength and lost his momentum, and fell weakly towards the ground.

How could the black-clothed young man who cherished his wealth in Xiongzhou as soon as possible be willing to let this treasure fall to the ground, and his body jumped and held the dagger in his hand, although he grabbed the dagger, the black-clothed young man fell to the ground.

Feeling the pain all over his body and the pain in his neck, he couldn't help frowning and scolding: "What the hell is this, I know that I want to take me, and I am so ruthless." ”

"I'm still a master and a father, I'm sorry!"