Where the moon is hidden in the black clouds, the cold wind leaves a sound in the sky. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info stars are half bright, and it is difficult to shine like an ink night.

Li Muqi held a teacup in his hand, the tea lid had been removed, and the fragrance of tea lingered in front of him, and the teacup had stayed in his mouth for a long time, but he did not put it in his mouth. Covered with a layer of tea mist, his eyes looked up slightly through the open window, looking at the night sky dotted with only a few stars. The cold wind struck, swaying layers of leaf waves, causing an uproar, which stayed in the ears for a long time.

Hit by this cold wind, Li Muqi subconsciously tightened his clothes. It was only when the cold wind gradually left and Ye Lang slowly calmed down that Li Muqi remembered the tea in his hand. The slightly cool tea swept through the soft intestines, arousing a sense of clarity, which instantly made him much sober, and the little wine in his eyes also dissolved. "There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. Li Muqi sighed softly, "It was the bright moon in the sky, but at this time, there was not a ray of moonlight." Why do you want to block the bright moon from that black cloud?"

As far as the eye can see, only a few dim lights flicker in the night sky. The faint light of the lamp, I don't know if it can illuminate the figures gathered under the lamp. I wish it could illuminate, but I didn't want it to illuminate the figures surrounding it. The faces surrounded by the lights, Li Muqi could imagine: the face was hungry and yellow, full of sadness, the eyes were painful and difficult to dissolve, and the glimmer of hope in the eyes was blown away by the sad wind and scattered in the distant darkness. It is said that the place where the lights flickered was an extremely prosperous village. At this moment, there are only countless feelings of desolation.

Between prosperity and desolation, it seems that there is always a thread connecting them, one is far away, the other will come, and sometimes they exist at the same time, like loneliness and loneliness. They exist at the same time, but they are isolated from each other, and they feel lonely when they are most happy, and they feel lonely in the midst of the noise. These feelings seem to have come from a long time ago.

Slowly retracting his gaze from afar, there was an indescribable depression surging in his heart, colliding back and forth in his heart, and it was almost difficult to breathe. Li Muqi took a few deep breaths unnaturally, and exhaled vigorously. After a long time, it eased up a little. I want to take my eyes back, but I don't dare to take it back. He was afraid that Li Antong behind him would see the tears rolling in the corners of his eyes.

This official inn is the brightest place in the entire night sky, and it is also the most prosperous place. The noise downstairs never stopped, and every now and then a howl or two came, and the lights lit up almost half of the night sky. The bright light, wafting in the night sky, seems to be a lighthouse on the sea, guiding the way home.

The most prosperous place, but also the dirtiest place, the most happy place, but also the lonely place, the most bright place, but also the dark place. Doesn't darkness and light coexist: where there is light, there will be darkness, and in the darkest place, there will be a ray of light.

"Has that inn ever been looted?" Li Muqi waited for the tears in the corners of his eyes to be dried by the wind, and then slowly turned his head and looked at Li Antong behind him, not finding Li Antong's trance or the worry in his eyes.

"Oh," Li Antong suddenly retracted his worries, and hesitated for a moment, "that inn has not been looted. Although there are traces of knife carvings on the door panel and several other places, from what I have observed, it must have been deliberately carved with force, not because it was inadvertently cut on it during the fight. ”

"Could it be that the store did it on purpose?"

"It should be so," Li Antong explained, "there is not the slightest trace of looting in the house, the dishes and chopsticks on the table are very neatly arranged, and there are obvious traces of hidden objects in the back kitchen and wine cellar, and I have seen the contents inside, which are large jars of wine and some bulky pots and bowls." ”

"Could it be that the plaque and the trees next to the door, as well as the blackened and scorched marks on the roof and several doors and windows, were there deliberate marks?"

"I think this must have been done deliberately by the innkeeper, trying to make an illusion that he had been robbed by robbers, and to keep the inn safe. Li Antong's face flashed with a hint of disdain, and said, "Only a fool would do such a method." How could a robber forget if he had plundered here, and how could he not see the traces of his deliberate work?"

"I'm afraid that the reason why he is like this is not to prevent robbers, but to guard against some people who look like humble gentlemen, but are actually a group of people with bad intentions. Looking at Li Antong's somewhat puzzled expression, he said, "Robbers, no matter what kind of defense they do, it will be difficult to stop." Plundering is their purpose, and how can they stop when they encounter difficulties, and for those who do not match their hearts, whenever there is an appropriate moment, they will take things with them, and they will not think about whether they are useful to them, but they will only do something that they have been thinking about for a long time. Li Muqi saw Li Antong's somewhat understanding eyes, so he didn't explain more. Li Muqi understands one thing: all the truths are not told by a certain person with Taoism, but need to rely on their own understanding, their own understanding, and what others tell is understood by others after all, sometimes they can barely use it, and sometimes they can only look and watch. But many people in the world don't understand this, always waiting for others to tell them, and never understand. It's not that they don't understand, it's that they're too lazy. After a long time, Li Muqi breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Could it be that the so-called robbers often haunt this place are just a deliberate rumor or a lie?"

"I don't think so," Li Antong shook his head, "I'm afraid they'll come here tonight." ”

"Oh?" Li Muqi's brows tightened, his eyes were full of doubts, and he looked at Li Antong and said, "How can you see it?"

"There are traces of people being explored in a few feet around this official inn, and the walls of the official inn also have traces of being tampered with, and the big trees next to the door obviously have traces of being climbed, but no one in this official inn has seen them, and even the place where the vehicles are parked in the courtyard have very obvious traces of survey, and no one knows them. Li Antong sighed hatefully, and said, "It is really a waste for the country's money to be in the hands of these people, even if you raise a group of dogs, you are better than them." ”

"No matter what dynasty or generation, there will always be some such people, they are like dust scattered on the road, different people clean up, will have different results. Li Muqi sighed softly, "However, will they come tonight?"

"I'm not entirely sure. ”

"If they don't come tonight, I'm afraid this place will cease to exist. Li Muqi's eyes flashed with pain, and he said slowly, "And those people, I'm afraid that they will be burdened with more serious crimes." ”

"I also hope that they will come here tonight," Li Antong said with a worried light in his eyes, "If they don't come tonight, with only this group of people, I am afraid that they will only bury their lives in vain and lose this small building." ”

"Hope is not a reality after all," Li Muqi sighed, "but you do have to be prepared for the unexpected." ”

"Do you need to inform the people downstairs?"

"No," Li Muqi said, "If you talk to them at this time, I'm afraid it will bring us unnecessary trouble." It would be fine if they had come here, but if they had not come tonight, it would have been in vain to explain more. ”

Li Antong thought about it for a while, and then understood the key to this, "So I'll retire first." ”

"Well," Li Muqi nodded and said, "However, you have to tell Du Rukang about this, invite Mr. Luo over by the way, and take care of Mu He more." ”

"Yes. Li Antong bowed his hand, and before Li Muqi could nod his head, his people had already left, only to see a hurried back, and disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye.

"When did he become so hurried?" Li Muqi had a strange look in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "A person like him can actually become so hurried, I don't know if it's fortunate or unlucky?"

Outside the window is still like ink, and it is difficult to distinguish five fingers when you reach out. The wind was light, the insects were asleep, only a little starlight was flickering, but it could only tear a few small pieces of black shadow slightly. Out of nowhere, a flash of fire pierced the sky, dragging its long tail, and flew straight down from the sky, only a blink of an eye, and then disappeared, I don't know where it fell. If someone hadn't exclaimed, they would have almost thought it was a delusion—a hallucination caused by drunkenness.

There are only four lights in the entire official store: one in Li Muqi's house and one in Du Rukang's house, which was originally Li Antong's room, but at this time there was a beautiful woman lying with a pale complexion, which was caused by vomiting. However, it is not a big deal, but it is only a little tired. Li Antong was holding a cup of hot water and standing by the bedside. Seeing the worried look in Li Antong's eyes, Mu He smiled lightly, but without words, they looked at each other so deeply that they couldn't bear to look away for a long time. In another place where the lights flickered was the vigil, where four men reclined, their faces glowing red from drunkenness, their eyes drooping and almost together, their mouths snoring heavily from time to time, and their spears gleaming with cold light in their arms, their heavy armor long long left in the corners. If they weren't drunk at this time, how could they have fallen asleep in such a night?

Just when Li Muqi had just put down the teacup in his hand, there was a shake outside the window. The flickering lights reflected on the window paper, followed by the subtle voices of human beings, the sound of heavy footsteps, the sound of horses' hooves trampling on dead branches. Just when these sounds stopped, the wall of the official inn was already surrounded by bright lights, and under the lights were smiling faces.

At the moment when Li Muqi pushed open the window, the smiling faces became even more proud. I don't know who roared, and almost all the torches were thrown into the courtyard. The firelight instantly illuminates the entire small building. A long roar of horses neighed, and there were several more hooks on the wall, and when I heard a loud "one, two, pull", I saw the wall fall in response, and with a bang, it stirred up dust several feet high. The dust cleared, revealing anxious faces, and cold knives clenched in their hands. In such an inky night, the light of fire was reflected, and there seemed to be a hideous demon hanging on the long knife.

The corridor still fluctuates from time to time, sometimes high and sometimes low. Such a violent sound could not wake them up from their sleep, they still fell asleep sweetly, and even gently chewed the food of their dreams, spoke the words of their dreams, grinded their teeth, and wondered what delicious food was placed in front of them?