In 540 AD, the Wei capital of Chang'an, late autumn. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rain began in the early afternoon, at first it was light and then turned heavy in the evening, with few pedestrians on the road.

Although it is not the time to hold the lamp, because the sky is too dark, the light of the lights and candles has appeared in the city one after another, and the light is mainly concentrated in the more than ten miles of the east city, which is where the imperial city is located, and it is also the area where the rich and noble live in.

Xicheng is mostly inhabited by civilians, and there are not many people who hold the lamp, but there is a light in the northwest of Xicheng, which is much brighter than ordinary lamps and candles, and the light is swaying and shaking.

The place where the light came out was a small temple, which was very dilapidated, the courtyard wall and the east and west wings had collapsed, and only the main hall that was originally dedicated to the gods remained.

There is a statue of a god sitting on the altar of the main hall, because there is no temple to take care of and maintain, the statue is seriously damaged, the lacquer painting falls off, the mud tire is exposed, and it is no longer possible to see which way the god is.

There is a bonfire in the middle of the main hall, and there are several ragged people called Hanako around the bonfire, these are not very old, the older one is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the younger one is only eight or nine years old.

The eldest one, with a slight bulge in his chest, was supposed to be a woman, and was talking to his companion lying in front of the idol with a bowl of potion.

Hanako, who was lying on the straw, was about twelve or thirteen years old, a boy, very thin, and for some reason, he didn't take the medicine bowl handed to him by his companion, but just stared straight at the girl, no matter how the girl persuaded him, but he refused to take the potion.

In addition to these two men, there were two other people in the temple, a boy was cooking, the so-called cooking was nothing more than sorting the food that had been begged, and then pouring it into two clay pots hanging from the fire.

The other was a girl, chopping wood, this person had big eyes, had never spoken, only used gestures to communicate with others, and should have been mute.

The girl who fed the medicine was a little anxious when she saw that her companion was stubborn and didn't drink the medicine, but she didn't get angry, but asked the reason softly.

The boy did not look at the girl, tilted his head, and did not answer.

After a few words of persuasion, the boy suddenly rolled over and sat up, raised his hand to knock over the bowl of potion, and turned to stare at the girl angrily.

The girl eagerly picked up the medicine bowl, which was not broken, but the medicine had already been spilled.

The boy tilted his head to look at the girl, the anger in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a deep sadness, and after a moment he raised his sleeve to wipe away his tears, rolled over and lay down, and said no more.

The girl glanced helplessly at the boy lying on the ground, walked over and handed the medicine bowl to the fat man who was cooking, and looked at the increasingly heavy rain outside with concern, "Do you know where Lu Pingchuan and Mo left?"

"I didn't see it, why didn't Changle drink the medicine?" asked the fat man.

The girl shook her head, "What about the south wind, do you see the south wind?"

The fat man shook his head again, "Boss Chu, I'll go find them." ”

"I'd better go. The girl surnamed Chu waved her hand.

While the two were talking, there were hurried footsteps outside the door, the footsteps came from far and near, and after a while, two people, one big and one small, called Hanako, rushed in from the outside, the two of them were thirteen or fourteen years old, shirtless and barebacked. The youngest was eight or nine years old, with a ragged gown over his head.

As soon as the two entered the door, a thin black boy in a single coat ran in from outside the door, "He is the first person to die in the day." ”

"Nanfeng, what are you hiding in your arms?" asked the fat man who cooked.

"Guess?" said the thin black boy smirked.

"Alright, everyone, let's eat. Lu Pingchuan said to the fat man next to the bonfire, and beckoned to the girl surnamed Chu, "Huairou, come here, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Chu Huairou nodded, walked to the side with Lu Pingchuan and whispered, and the fat man distributed the food in the crockpot to everyone.

While the fat man was dividing the meal, Nanfeng walked up to the statue and took out a wine jug from his bosom and secretly stuffed it to Changle. "Here, good stuff. ”

The fat man divided the food in the crockpot into six portions, and finally there was only some soup left, so he combined the soup from the two jars and drank the soup directly from the jar.

Chu Huairou and Lu Pingchuan seemed to be discussing something very important, their expressions were very serious, and they looked back at the others who were eating from time to time, and they didn't know if they were afraid that everyone would hear about the matter under discussion, or if the matter under discussion was related to everyone.

Nanfeng and Changle took turns drinking the remnants of the wine in the jug, Nanfeng seemed to be asking something, Changle just shook his head and did not answer.

There were rats in the ruined temple, and one of the rats came out of the dark when they smelled the smell of food, and came to the dumb man, who did not hit him, but pinched food and fed it.

"Sister Chu, Nanfeng stole wine for Changle to drink again. "Don't leave the complaint.

Chu Huairou turned her head when she heard the sound and waved her hand at Mo Li, "Changle has a cold disease, and he drinks to ward off the cold." ”

After a while, Lu Pingchuan and Chu Huairou left the corner and walked towards the fire.

Lu Pingchuan walked to the fire and picked up the rice bowl, gave a bone in it to Mo Li, and Lu Pingchuan didn't eat the rest of the meal, and poured it into the crockpot held by the fat man.

Similar things may have happened often before, and the two did not refuse, and after thanking them, they ate with their heads down.

"Say it. Lu Pingchuan looked at Chu Huairou.

Chu Huairou shook his head, "It's better for you to say it." ”

Seeing the difference in their tones, everyone tilted their heads to look at them, not including the mute girl who had been eating silently, and the mute was usually deaf.

"Okay, let me tell you," Lu Pingchuan thought for a moment, "There was a big incident in Chang'an yesterday, and you should have heard about it." ”

"Big brother, are you talking about that puja in Dongcheng?" the fat man answered.

Lu Pingchuan nodded.

"I heard that the festival was about some scriptures. The fat man said.

Lu Pingchuan nodded, "This festival is presided over by the real person who protects the country, gathers talents, the winner of the competition can not only be crowned official, but also consult the fragments of the Book of Heaven with the real person who protects the country, many sects have sent masters over, I think we should go to Dongcheng to try our luck, maybe there is a sect willing to accept us, even if you can't be a disciple, it's better to be a miscellaneous servant than to nest here." ”

After Lu Pingchuan finished speaking, everyone did not answer.

Lu Pingchuan said, "It's not a way for us to stay here, we have to find a way out, this kind of opportunity doesn't happen often, we can't miss it." ”

Seeing that everyone didn't say anything, Chu Huairou on the side spoke, "It's so decided, I'll go to Dongcheng tomorrow." ”

Lu Pingchuan looked around at everyone, "The separation is imminent, I want to marry Jin Lan with you, I don't know if you are willing?"

Everyone nodded blankly.

"Mo Li, wash your bowls," Lu Pingchuan pulled out a dagger from his waist, "Nanfeng, bring the wine." ”

"Big brother, I heard that robbers only drink blood wine when they bow down, and it seems that good people worship is another set of rules. The fat man said.

"It's up to you, and you don't care what rules he has. Lu Pingchuan waved his hand and said.

At this time, Mo Li had already taken his rice bowl and walked to the door to wash it, but as soon as he walked to the door, he turned back in a panic, "Big brother, someone is here." ”

When everyone heard this, they all came to the door, only to see a figure appear in the rain, slowly walking towards the ruined temple.

As they got closer, they saw the dress of the visitor, who was in his early fifties, dressed in a shabby blue robe, holding a faded yellow cloth flag in his left hand and a wooden staff in his right hand, which frequently touched the ground as he walked.

Everyone wandered the market, and they were no strangers to the person who came, this is a blind fortune teller......