Red leaves and withered willows, pampas grass mourning branches, the dusk of Chang'an is thin like a frozen winter lake. There were a few flakes of snow lingering on the branches, and the halo gradually dimmed, letting people know that it was snowing again.

A man with a green hat and a cloak wades through the snow. After walking for a while, the man leaned against a dead tree on the side of the road and untied the wine bag hanging from his waist and poured it hard. The spicy smell of wine, like the scorching sun, burns away the cold of winter. The man exhaled a mouthful of white mist and buried his head deep in his body.

Finally arrived at the liquor shop before dark, and the man took out a silver ingot from his bloated clothes with difficulty, and shouted in a rough voice: "Three catties of good wine." ”

Placing the silver on the table in front of the boss, the man closed his eyes. It seems that he is unwilling to listen to the hustle and bustle of this world, and he is impatient to wait for a moment in this busy city. Just waiting for Xiao Er to send the wine bag, the man opened his eyes and unscrewed the wine bag, sniffed it deeply, showed a hint of a foolish smile, and went straight to the door.

The wind and snow outside started again, and the strange man walked out of the door and hurriedly covered the door. "This strange man only speaks one sentence every time, and he doesn't sound like a local when he hears the accent, but he doesn't know that it was the poor show who didn't get into the fame, so he borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, right?" Xiao Er guessed.

The owner of the winery put away the silver and spitted: "Don't worry about some idle things, you can't be idle in this cold day?"

Xiao Er nodded and ran to see the freshly lit stove. In this kind of weather, if the fire in the stove is extinguished, it is inevitable that you will be scolded by the boss again at night.

The strange man went out and walked back, and saw that it was getting late, and the snow was heavy, and it was difficult to walk at night on this snowy day. But the strange man walked like a fly in the snow, and the speed was so fast that after stepping on the snow, only shallow shoe prints were left.

"Fortunately, it's not too late, but the oil lamp at home is out of oil, so I have to take care of Brother Zhang. The man pushed open the firewood door, suddenly patted his head lightly, and sighed: "How is this good? Next time, I must bring a large wine vat to buy wine." Running to drink every day is troublesome, and I always forget it every time I go out. The strange man had a smile on his face, and he raised his head to let the snowflakes fall on his lips and brows. Clusters hung on his short hair, no vicissitudes of life, only gloomy.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I remembered a knock on the door. The strange man was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting anyone to come to see him at this time. Stopping to add charcoal to the stove, the strange man dusted off his body.

"It's cold, and it seems that the gentleman doesn't have cotton clothes yet. Your sister-in-law dismantled my old clothes from a few years ago and sewed a cotton coat for my husband temporarily. The middle-aged man standing outside the chai door had a trembling voice, and his hands kept rubbing.

The strange man hurriedly asked him to enter the house and sit by the stove, roasted the fire and said, "Sister-in-law Zhang has a heart, but this cotton clothes Lin really can't ask for it." Although the weather is a little colder, but my body is tough, but I am not afraid of the wind and cold, this cotton clothes are still left to Brother Zhang. "Since the war between Great Qin and Zhao, the life of the people has become more and more difficult. This strange man knew that this cotton coat was taken out from the middle-aged man's house, but he was afraid that it would be enough for this family to have no extra clothes to survive the cold winter, how could he accept it?

The middle-aged man blew a breath, the firelight reflected his furrowed cheeks, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, you must accept it, this is a piece of my heart and your sister-in-law." You don't help our family, although I haven't read a book, I don't know as much as you, but I also know how to be a good person. You are wearing thin clothes, and your sister-in-law and I feel distressed, so you can accept it. The middle-aged man looked at the strange man with a look of embarrassment, stretched out his hand and patted the strange man's shoulder, and said, "If you don't accept it, I'm afraid that my family won't even let me in at night." ”

The strange man laughed and said, "In this way, Lin has thanked Brother Zhang for his kindness." ”

The strange man took the cotton coat and gently stroked it with his fingers, and he felt warmer than the stove. The strange man laughed and said, "If Brother Zhang is fine, you can come and sit often." The strange man glanced at the messy furnishings in the room again, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "It's just that there is nothing to entertain Brother Zhang." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Brother Lin, it's good that you treat me as your own family, how can there be so many outsiders." ”

The strange man laughed, and went over to fetch a plate of bacon and a plate of pickles on the small table by the fire. After a while, he went and fetched two more jugs of wine and placed them on them.

"Brother Zhang, why don't you have a few drinks with me?" the strange man gasped.

The middle-aged man wanted to refuse, but he readily agreed to come down when he remembered that the young man who had lived here had moved back here a year later and had never officially visited.

The two were about to sit down to eat and drink, when a cold wind blew and the oil lamp on the table went out. The strange man sighed and said, "This oil lamp is out of oil, I just wanted to go to Brother Zhang's house to borrow some oil, but it's really not the right time to go out." ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "It's nothing, why don't you wait here for a while, and I'll go get some oil." ”

The strange man nodded lightly and said, "I'm going to trouble Brother Zhang again!"

The middle-aged man said as he walked: "Don't bother, you can come later." It's not a good time to be blind in the dark. "Fate

Watching the middle-aged man walk out, the strange man's face gradually disappeared into the darkness. He also stood up, walked outside the door and watched the snowflakes fly, and took a snowflake with his hand. The snowflakes melted in less than a moment when they landed on his cold hands, and no matter how cold the man's palms were, they could melt the snowflakes, and the strange man looked at the inky sky, and his face showed a deep thought.

"The head of the house, can the cotton clothes be sent to the gentleman next door?" The middle-aged man was interrogated by his wife as soon as he entered the house.

With a hint of a smile on his face, he said, "You can rest assured that I will do things, this Mr. Lin looks a little bad." I don't know what I've experienced outside, but it's like the whole person has changed. The middle-aged man slipped a little oil and said, "You can sleep first in a while, and I'll go talk to Mr. Lin." This young man, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome. ”

The woman in the room nodded and said, "This gentleman is well-informed and a capable man. You'll see if he knows anything about my nephew. ”

The middle-aged man pushed open the door and said, "That dog baby is from the army, Mr. Lin seems to be a scholar, how can he know about the war." Okay, okay, the weather is cold, remember to cover the baby with a quilt. ”

The woman said impatiently, "Go, go, there are so many words." ”

The oil lamp was oiled and the lamp was slightly lit. The strange man looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Brother Zhang, Lin is alone in Chang'an, so you have to worry about it." ”

The two clashed glasses, took a sip of spicy wine, and the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "This neighbor folk, you will be familiar with it once you come and go." Don't be polite to me, and my baby doesn't bother my husband less. ”

The strange man smiled and said, "I didn't see this kid, and he's still studying there?"

The middle-aged man ate a piece of bacon, wiped his mouth, and said, "What kind of books do you read on such a cold day, alas." This battle is not over, and I don't know when it will be a head. ”

In troubled times, the word stability is a luxury! The middle-aged man is still quite satisfied, and the family is more important than anything else. If he hadn't been a little lame on his left foot, I'm afraid he would have to join the army. This is a blessing in disguise, and it is easy for a man to be content.

The middle-aged man continued: "Sir is coming back? I can't help but be nagged by the person in my family, and I have to ask Mr. if he knows the news of Zhang Erniu in the village. Alas, this kid was only thirteen years old and was dragged to serve as a soldier, and there was no news for half a day on such a cold day, so he was really anxious for his aunt. ”

The strange man shook his head and said, "I don't know this, don't worry, Brother Zhang, this army is under the control of the imperial court." If something really happens, you can have a reply, and now there is no news is the best news. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "What Mr. Lin said is very true, I hope this child is blessed with a great life." His aunt said every day that this kid was smart, and maybe he could get an official position in the army. The middle-aged man shook his head lightly and said, "I, I don't expect this. Being a human being, living a long life, and having no disasters and no disasters is more important than anything else. ”

The wine bowl that the strange man picked up stayed on his lips and said with a smile: "Yes, a long life and no disasters are more important than many things. ”

Only then did the middle-aged man remember to ask, "Sir, have you encountered any difficulties in the past year?" The middle-aged man asked this nonsense through the intention of drinking, and regretted it in his heart, he looked down at the face of the young man opposite while drinking. More than a year ago, although he saw this Mr. Lin was not kempt, he was in good spirits every time he saw him. When they met this time, he found that Mr. Lin seemed to have changed a lot, and he was unhappy and depressed.

The strange man smiled and took the large bowl on the table and drank bitterly. The strange man spat out a mouthful of wine and said with a smile: "It's just that I lost a little money in trading, and it's not a big deal." ”

The middle-aged man said in his heart: "This young man is arrogant, and it is normal for him to lose a little bit of business and be in good spirits, and it will be good if he doesn't think about it for a long time." The two drank a few bowls of wine, and the middle-aged man saw that the snow was falling heavily and went home.

After sending the middle-aged man away, the strange man closed the wooden door. He walked into the room and leaned against the fire and pulled out a long sword. The firelight shone, and the sword body was silver and white, and it was flashing with a strange blood light. The man gently stroked the blade of the sword with his hand and muttered, "Demon, I must have a way to save you." ”

This strange person is Lin Ziyun, since the demon died in Luzhou, Lin Ziyun did everything possible to protect a wisp of her soul and seal it in the Phoenix Feather Blood Golden Sword Embryo. For a moment, he felt that he had no nostalgia for this earthly world, and he was really "fluttering and fluttering, the world was a sand gull". He chose to return to Chang'an, the first place he came to the human world. Life here, he can live carefree and like an ordinary person.

But he knew that he was just running away from it. But it is still difficult for him to face the fact that the demon died in front of him.

If he could, he might also resurrect the demon like Shangguan Chaoyu resurrected Zhao Qin. But the demon was blown up by Li Ye, and it had already hurt his soul, even if he was as strong as Lin Ziyun, he couldn't go against the sky. The soul of the demon needs to be nourished, and it may be countless years later, maybe Lin Ziyun has stepped into a deeper realm, and she has a slight possibility of resurrection.