In the thick fog of the night, the old road appeared as before.

Green robes, wine bottles, and cranes.

"The old man is still so punctual!"

Jiang Xiaobai bowed to Lao Dao, the corners of his lips curled, and he smiled.

In the past, when grandpa Jiang Huaizi was still alive, Lao Dao was in the courtyard of Wutong Mountain all the year round, and his grandfather was under the peach blossom tree, talking about wine, playing the piano and flute, and flowing water in the mountains and mountains, so unhappy.

Later, grandfather Jiang Huaizi passed away, and Lao Dao rarely came here, only once on Chinese New Year's Eve to catch up with the night.

"You kid is talking a lot of nonsense, you have good wine and meat, why don't you come. ”

Lao Dao strode into the hall door, sat down on the table, picked up the wine jug that had been prepared on the table, poured a glass, and drank it all with his head up.

Then he stretched his sleeve robe and wiped the wine stains on his mouth, and his mouth slurped, looking satisfied.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at it, smiled, and called the little girl in the room who was still holding the villain's book out to eat.

"Second grandfather, you're here!"

The fawn climbed onto the dining table and shouted sweetly to the old man who had already opened his mouth to eat.

"You little girl, the old man has been here for a long time, and you haven't seen anyone yet, what are you doing in the room. ”

Lao Dao touched the little girl's head and asked her with a smile.

"This girl, I've been watching villain paintings for the past two days, and she doesn't even pay attention to other people's words, and she probably doesn't call her to eat, and she won't eat anymore. ”

Jiang Xiaobai sat on the table, brought himself a glass of sake, took a sip, shook his head and smiled.

"Haha, it would be nice if this energy was spent on reading the Tao and chanting. ”

Old Daole smiled, shook his head, and turned to Jiang Xiaobai: "When the little girl is old, she should also teach her three thousand Dao Zang." ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

"The old man is right, I've been thinking about it lately, it's time too. ”

Lao Dao smiled, drank a glass of wine, showed a distant look between his eyebrows, and muttered in his mouth:

"When you learned the Tao at the age of three, Lao Dao, your grandfather and I watched you grow up, and twenty years have passed, and you are an adult. When the little girl was picked up by me four years ago, she couldn't speak at all, but now she has grown up, these years are like yesterday. ”

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he took a sip of wine, and the nostalgia between his eyebrows and eyes disappeared, as if he had never appeared, laughed, and continued to drink wine and eat meat.

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and he choked for a while.

With a sullen heart, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"You kid don't drink stuffy wine, it's better to drink with the old man. ”

Lao Dao smiled as if he was fine, and teased him, knowing in his heart, but not breaking it.

So, Jiang Xiaobai and Lao Dao drank silently, but no matter how they drank, they felt as light as water, and they couldn't relieve the boredom in their hearts.

But the little deer didn't understand the reason, and the little face happily coquetted and ate with the old man.

Soon after the meal was eaten, the fawn said that she had finished eating, and when she got permission, she climbed out of her chair and eagerly went into the room.

"Brother, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, I want to set off a cannon. ”

I thought that the girl Xiaolu was obsessed with villain painting again, but after a while, she took out a long flower cannon from the room and walked to her brother Jiang Xiaobai, with a happy look on her little face.

Fireworks during the Chinese New Year are one of the favorite things of children.

Jiang Xiaobai had no choice but to get up and go to the backyard kitchen to get a fire and help her light it.

The long fire led to the "xixi" to ignite, and the green smoke of sulfur smelled of sulfur, and the little girl cheered, and ran to the front of the hall, holding a cannon, and staring at the hazy night outside the courtyard.

At this time, Rhubarb followed and squatted next to the little girl, and the two big cranes stood with their feet high and stood in front of them elegantly.

"Bang"

After a while, a flash of fire rushed into the sky, broke through the thick fog, exploded more than ten meters away in the night sky, scattered in all directions, turned into a little fire, and then disappeared into nothingness.

"Wang"

“li”

The rhubarb screamed to the sky, and the old black couple also raised their heads and roared brightly, as if they were also rejoicing.

The little girl looked up at the fireworks that kept rushing out of the sky, blooming beautifully, and her little face was smiling and laughing happily.

A cannon sounded, ten thousand sounded in unison, and at this time, in the peach blossoms under the mountain, there was a faint sound of continuous artillery battles, which seemed to echo the happiest day of the year.

In the hall, Lao Dao and Jiang Xiaobai quietly watched the fireworks bloom outside the Tang Gate, and in the flickering firelight, their expressions could not be seen through.

"Did I read the Taoist scripture I gave you the other day?"

Outside the hall, fireworks flickered in the night sky.

In the hall, Lao Dao suddenly broke the silence and asked Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, "After studying for more than ten days, I was just able to watch dreams last night, this method is magical, and the person who wrote the scripture must be a senior talent." ”

"You can enter the dream in a short period of time, it seems that your divine flower has taken shape, but it still needs days of tempering to be complete. As for this Taoist scripture, I occasionally obtained it when I traveled around the world, and I don't know where it came from, but I think about it, it must be a master of cultivation. ”

Lao Dao nodded, looking relieved.

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he couldn't deny it, and suddenly remembered that he wanted to ask Lao Dao some things and solve some confusion in his heart, so he said:

"Old man, this fog is strange, the old peach in the yard actually pulled out new shoots in the cold fog and frost the night before yesterday, and the river insects and beasts in the mountain water have also been lifted from hibernation early, is it the impact of the revival of the aura?"

He has this conjecture, but there is no way to confirm it, so he can only ask Lao Tao for confirmation.

"Huh"

Lao Dao suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

"What are you laughing at, old man?"

"I knew you kid would ask, so I laughed. ”

The reason given by Lao Tao is very arbitrary, and there is no reason for joy.

"You're right, the aura is slowly recovering, which will naturally affect all things, and it is not a strange thing for all things to recover early, but the old peach in your yard has sprouts at this time, which is strange, but there is no such thing in the peach blossom forest under the mountain before I came. ”

Lao Dao has long had an opinion on the recovery of all things, but he was a little surprised by the budding of old peaches, and other peach trees do not have this phenomenon.

"I'm also strange!" Jiang Xiaobai was even more puzzled.

"Go and see what you said, I didn't pay attention when I came!"

Lao Dao became interested, got up and walked out of the hall gate, and walked into the courtyard, and Jiang Xiaobai also followed.

In the thick fog of the night, the old peach is like a shadow.

Lao Dao approached, closed his eyes slightly, and opened them in a blink of an eye, with a strange touch of strangeness crawling between his eyebrows.

He closed his eyes again, carefully observed them with his attentive eyes, and only opened them for a few minutes or so, with a look of surprise and suspicion on his face.

"Old man, you look at this old peach with your heart, what do you find?"

Jiang Xiaobai was in the thick fog and dim, and he couldn't see the specific expression of Lao Dao clearly.

"It's amazing! This peach tree has won the Tao!"

Lao Dao's face was full of surprise and suspicion, and he couldn't help muttering, touching his hand on the peach tree.

"Dao?"

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim, and the expression on his face was instantly wonderful.

(The first more is sent, today's three more, asking for a ** recommendation, collection, reward, the pressure of competition in the same period is high, and the gods are on the list, so they can only fight down.) ）