In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and the night always returns early. The sky was like ink, and there was no starlight. There was a figure outside the inn, pacing softly to and fro, one moment flashing into the shadows, and the other time walking to the middle of the road, occasionally looking forward to the height of the inn, occasionally bowing his head and contemplating.

This man, who came and went, was the south wind that returned to Yinyang City during the day. In the end, he seemed to have decided something, and with a big sleeve of his robe, he strode towards the Sifang Inn.

The sound of "squeak" pushing the door spread far away in the middle of the night, and the little guy in the inn heard the sound and hurriedly went out to greet him.

"Can you bother to make an announcement, I'll find Miss Nian who stays at the inn." Nanfeng's smile penetrated into the corners of his eyes, as bright and clear-hearted as ever.

"Childe, there are a lot of girls who live in our store, which girl are you looking for?" The little guy was a little confused, and he didn't know who this son was looking for.

Nanfeng hurriedly took out a few taels of silver from his pocket and stuffed them into the little girl's hand: "She is the most distinctive and eye-catching girl in this store." ”

With a clear look on his face, the little girl properly arranged Nanfeng to sit in the lobby, served a pot of hot tea, and walked to the back hall to find the most distinctive and eye-catching girl.

Nanfeng pretended to be calm and drank the tea on the table, and after a while, half a pot of tea was already in his stomach. When the little girl brought Nian girl to him, Nanfeng still had a mouthful of tea in his mouth, and he couldn't control it for a while, and the tea squirted out with a "poof".

The girl brought by the little girl was full of smiles, she was almost two times wider than the south wind, and the flesh on her face pressed her eyes into a slit with her smile. There was a mole the size of a bean at the corner of his mouth on the left, and it shook with the smile.

This Nian girl opened her mouth with a critical blow, two buck teeth, and a voice like a bell: "Ouch, such a handsome boy, but looking for me?" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was still a little delicate in the wild.

Nanfeng struggled to stabilize the figure that was about to fall off the back of the chair, and sat still, looking at his nose and his nose at his heart.

"Girl, I'm bothering so late, I think this little brother probably misunderstood something, and the girl I want to find is someone else."

Nanfang was dripping with cold sweat, and finally finished saying a sentence when the girl Nian, who was very distinctive, and her face turned completely dark.

After the girl finished speaking, her temper was extremely violent. He—She pursed her lips and smiled, her ape-like arms showing. Nanfeng thought for a moment that the fist he swung would fall on him. Of course, he also admitted that he had to bear the peach blossom debts he had provoked.

He closed his eyes and prepared to be punched by the girl.

Finally, there was a "clang".

The table shattered.

The teapot on the table fell to the floor with scattered sawdust. Suddenly it was shattered again.

"Hmph, don't let me see you again."

Nanfeng opened his eyes lightly, covered his face with his hands, and only dared to secretly look at the angry Nian girl in front of him through his fingers.

After saying that, Nian turned around and disappeared into the dark wooden door that led to the backyard in the lobby.

Woman, it's really terrifying, Nanfeng exhaled a breath of turbidity gently, and the hanging heart fell steadily.

"Childe, this table?" The little guy looked at the south wind very embarrassedly. The girl was hot, and the little girl didn't dare to ask her about compensation. Although it is said that there is a debtor and a debtor, if the little boy in front of him does not provoke Miss Nian, why would there be such an unwarranted disaster?

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Nanfeng smiled awkwardly, took out a few taels of silver from the purse at his waist, and prepared to put it on the table in front of him, but suddenly withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and the table was gone.

Nanfeng handed the silver directly to the little girl: "I'm still bothering the little brother to run again, the girl I am looking for, she carries a girl with her, her name is Qing Gardenia, and she is also beautiful and beautiful, very eye-catching." ”

The little guy patted his head: "Oh, it turned out that the name was the wrong person, wait a minute, Childe will definitely not be wrong this time, I will come when I go." ”

After the little guy finished speaking, he wanted to make up for it, so he went to the backyard to find someone. After a while, he came with Nian Xiaojiao.

Nian Xiaojiao, when she came to Nanfeng, she couldn't stop laughing before she could speak.

"Along the way, the little brother told me that just now the son of the south wind made an appointment with the beauty, which angered the little beauty, and he didn't have to suffer a fright and sacrificed a table."

Nanfeng looked at Xiaojiao who couldn't stand up with a straight smile: "You can laugh at me hard." It's not about looking for you yet. ”

Nanfeng secretly thought, it is not certain who will cry and who will laugh later. After all, what he wanted to say this time was not a good thing.

"Isn't the girl curious, why it was me and not the merchant who came back?" Lan Feng's eyes were a little lonely and a little melancholy.

Nanfeng's expression made Xiaojiao's heart sink when he saw it: "He's okay." ”

"It's not good, it's not good at all, I'm sick and I'm dead. It's just that the dead duck has a hard mouth, what can I do, let me not say anything to Miss Nian. Nanfeng got up and took Miss Nian to the clean little table next door to sit.

The little guy has collected a lot of silver taels today, and he has already cleaned it up.

"He's as strong as an ox, how could he get sick?" As soon as Nian Xiaojiao's words came out, I thought about it, aren't you often sick? The first time I saw it, I was highly poisoned, and after a few days, I had a high fever, burned my head, and hugged myself and cried miserably, calling my mother one after another.

"Girl, do you know who we met in Lin Guan?"

"Who?"

"The one who kidnapped Zhong Yu."

"Is it him?" Nian Xiaojiao was shocked, and the boss with his mouth open: "Did you find Zhong Yu?" ”

"Alas, the plague is rampant in Linguan. There were countless casualties, and Zhong Yu in the isolation zone was one of them. was discovered by Shang Gongzi, took him out of the isolation area of the gathering place, and put him alone on a wild mountain, no doctor was willing to take care of the plague patients, Shang Gongzi asked for medicine to take care of him personally, he said that it was too dangerous and did not want to fake others. In the end, Zhong Yu was not well, and Shang Gongzi was also infected. As Nanfeng spoke, the last old man lay on the table and cried.

"The situation is so urgent, how can you still have time to go back to Kyoto?" Nian Xiaojiao asked.

"Childe has become unable to stand up, and he still thinks about the girl all the time, and asks the spies every day to report your whereabouts. I heard that the girl was afraid that she would be deceived by the concubine, so she couldn't rest assured, so she must send Nanfeng to take a look. Childe instructed that you must be persuaded to go back to Hanyu Mountain. But girl, I don't want to listen to Childe, can you go and see Childe, if I don't go, I'm afraid I'll never see him again......"

Nanfeng raised it, his eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and he looked at Nian Xiaojiao with anticipation.

"I'll clean up, and we'll be on our way." Nian Xiaojiao, looking lonely, unhappy or sad, her dark eyes showed her heavy heart. She turned around to go back to the backyard to pack her things. As he passed through the dark courtyard gate, he stumbled and almost tripped over the door. The unsteady shape betrayed his panic.

After a while, Xiaojiao came over with Qing Yu, Qingxin and Blade Shadow.

When it came, a horse, a carriage. A handsome boy, three pretty beauties.

When I went, two horses, a carriage. One fell ill, and five were worried.

The darkness of the night is as deep as their hearts, and the ink is bottomless.

"Nanfeng, how long does it take to get to Linguan?" Nian Xiaojiao lifted the windshield curtain of the carriage and headed towards the south wind road.

"Girl, hurry up, the starry night is at the same time, maybe it will be there in two days. The girl rested in the carriage, and it was not easy to get through the journey. "Nanfeng looks at the road ahead, there is no end, this is far away, Childe must hold on.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not the delicate lady who can't stand the suffering, let's move forward."

The dusty carriage sped along the gravel path, and the half-man-high carriage creaked and creaked all the time. The crowd passing by was worried that the speeding car would fall apart. No matter how the wheels shake, they all keep moving forward. Finally, on the evening of the third day, I persevered to my destination.

"The girl has arrived." Nanfeng turned over and dismounted: "The mountain road ahead is rugged, so I can only get off the car and walk." ”

It is a slightly bleak mountain, and the mountain in winter has lost its green trees. The old tree, which the two of them can only surround together, is bald, as depressed as everyone's mood.

"The south wind will lead the way." Nian Xiaojiao couldn't wait, after all, the plague was not like other diseases. No one can control the progression of the disease.

The group walked for about half an hour. At the foot of the bald mountain, a simple thatched hut was found, with trees as pillars and grass as the roof. It is simple and shabby, only enough to keep out the rain, there is no door, and even the wind through the hall cannot stop it, which is a suitable place for patients to live.

"How can people live here, the sick need to keep warm, and a normal person has to be sick from the cold." Nian Xiaojiao couldn't help but complain.

"The money I brought to support the victims has been used up, and all the guys who came with me have gone because of the plague, and I am the only one who is considered a sound person, and Childe also arranged for me to leave, but imagine how difficult Childe's life is." The south wind led the way into the thatched hut.

"Ahem, ahem, who's going to get out of here." The voice was hoarse, like the rubbing of a broken jar.

"Childe is me, Nanfeng is back."

"You shouldn't come back, get out quickly, in case you get infected."

Shang Hong said weakly, and Nian Xiaojiao stood at the door stupidly. The man had only been seen for two months, his cheeks were sunken, and he was already so thin that he had no human shape. The hand that exposed the thin quilt was as thin as a hemp stalk, and only a layer of skin was wrapped around the bone.

On the outside, it looks just thin and scary, and there are no other abnormalities. It was not as full of sores as Nian Xiaojiao imagined.

"Childe, who do you see coming?" The room was a little dark, Nanfeng squatted in front of Shang Hong, and he couldn't see Shang Hong's expression clearly, he pointed to the door.

Shang Hong struggled to lift his neck, and the muscles around his neck bulged out because he was too hard.

The shadow is like a fairy, and the clothes carried by the mountain wind are whirring.

Shang Hong originally felt the touching spirit, but the trace of clarity he retained made him irritable: "Nanfeng, you are crazy, bring her here, you don't know what place this is?" How terrible is this plague? ”

"Childe, I just know it's terrible, if I don't bring Miss Nian again, I'm afraid of ......"

I'm afraid that my son will never see Miss Nian again. There are words, from the heart of the south wind.