Xiao Li of the military department is a person who likes to keep a diary, he will write down all his daily itinerary, and he has the luxury of hoping that after a hundred years, someone will be able to organize this into a book and pass it on for hundreds of generations.

It's a pity that his wishes are good, but his daily diary doesn't look very interesting, there are no adventures or sexual encounters, it's really boring, more like work notes than a diary. If someone really goes blind and publishes this thing, then the bookstore is afraid that they will die.

If you open a casual article, you can see his boredom.

On the fifth day of the lunar month, the weather is fine.

The Ministry of War accepted the commission of the Ministry of Rites, saying that it was going to build 10,000 fireworks. While scolding the group of guys in the Ministry of Rites for being unreasonable, the squire of the military department placed an order for materials in the household department very doggedly.

I think the waiter is too cowardly, so he doesn't dare to refuse the request of the Ministry of Rites. If you are like the Ministry of Rites, with a prince behind you, you will definitely be able to refuse this request.

On the tenth day of the lunar month, light snow.

The materials for the fireworks came back, but the emperor issued an order, saying that everything should be simple during the Spring Festival this year, and the people from the Ministry of Rites came over and said that there were no 10,000, 1,000 was enough. The waiter of the Ministry of Works vomited blood angrily, so he could only find a place to settle the excess materials first, and then he sent a report to the Ministry of Household to explain the matter.

I looked at the warehouse full of materials, and I was a little melancholy for a while, I was in charge of the warehouse, so many materials pressed on my heart, it was really uncomfortable. Fortunately, the weather is cold and will not spontaneously combust, but if anyone really puts a fire here, the entire capital will definitely tremble.

On the fifteenth day of the lunar month, there was heavy fog in the sky.

The soldier seemed to be in a good mood, and brought a lot of pastries for his comrades to eat, and I was lucky enough to be able to eat two. Just as I was wondering what pleased the squire of the military department, I heard him ask me to open the storeroom and say that he would ship some of the materials out. I didn't dare to ask, after all, the more I know about this kind of thing, the faster I will die.

On the sixteenth day of the lunar month, there was heavy fog in the sky.

The squire of the military department came over with an edict to transfer supplies, I looked at it, and only felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this paper, but there was no problem with the rest, so I didn't care.

On the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, heavy snow fell in the sky.

The squire of the military department transported all the materials away, and I was relieved that if the materials were still on annual leave, I would have to arrange for myself to be on duty. But at the same time, I had doubts in my heart, what did the squire of the military department do when such a large number of materials were transferred? What puzzles me even more is how can so many materials be consumed in the past ten days?

On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the sky is cloudy.

Today's weather is not very good, but the civil and military officials still have to go to the court, today is the day of the emperor's seal, and it also means that I can officially take a vacation, about ten days, I can take my wife to take a good look.

After carefully sorting out all the materials in the warehouse, looking at the empty room, I only felt that my heart seemed to be a little unsettled, but I comforted myself that this was not something I should take care of.

But I subconsciously took some precautions, and I put away all those appointments, a place that only I knew. I did this subconsciously, and by the time I came back to my senses, I was already sweating profusely.

I'm probably still worried about this.

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the weather is fine.

Accompanying my wife to the street shopping, I bought a candy man and gave it to my wife, who took a look at it and asked me stupidly if I could eat it. I laughed at her for being stupid and her off. It's so distressing, I should think about it.

Passing by a man with a basket on his back, I thought it was a little strange, so I looked at it twice. When I got home, I realized why the man had caught my attention, he had a strong smell of sulfur. An inexplicable fear crept through my heart, and I felt like I had to do something.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the weather is fine.

I gave New Year's greetings to the squire of the military department. The butler took my gift and sent me away, and he treated me as a climber, because I had been too diligent these days, and because my official position was too small. The seventh rank official in front of the prime minister, he naturally looks down on me. Alas, what should I do? Recently, I've met several people with baskets on their backs, well, they all smell of sulfur.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the weather is cloudy.

Early in the morning, I went to the soldier's house again, and my wife also noticed that something was wrong with me, but she didn't ask anything, just looked at me with a melancholy look, I was a little weak, I didn't know whether to tell her, perhaps, it was just my delusion.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, at night, today's capital is immersed in the Lantern Festival, and everyone's face is beaming, which looks like it makes people feel at ease.

Xiao Li took his wife to the street to see the lanterns, the street was crowded, Xiao Li protected his wife while opening the road, and unconsciously gave birth to a sense of crisis in his heart.

At that moment, he said, "Lady, why don't we go tonight." ”

"Huh? Why is that? ”

Xiao Li looked at the puzzlement on his wife's face, as well as the yearning for the Lantern Festival, this Lantern Festival is the first Lantern Festival for the two of them, obviously there is nothing to do at home, why can't they go shopping together?

"It's okay, it's because my husband is afraid that there will be too many people on the road and will be separated from you."

Xiao Li's wife nodded suddenly, saw the worried look on Xiao Li's face again, and said immediately: "I will...... I'll grab you by the sleeve, and I'm not going to run around. ”

Xiao Li was also reluctant to disappoint his wife, and only felt that maybe it was his own mental effect, where had so many bad things fall on his head these years, so he grinned and said: "How uncomfortable it is to grab your sleeves, I will hold you." ”

Mrs. Li looked at Xiao Li, and a touch of shyness suddenly flashed on her face, although she felt embarrassed, but his willingness to do this made Mrs. Li very happy.

"Okay."

Hearing his wife's voice, Xiao Li grinned silently again, only feeling extremely happy today, and would definitely write this incident in his diary.

Xiao Li took his wife to wander around, and saw a man with a basket on his back again, this time he didn't smell the smell of sulfur, and he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and pulled his wife to a shop.

Before entering the door, she glanced back again, only to see the man with the backpack standing in the middle of the street, neither forward nor turning, Xiao Li's heart chuckled again, and suddenly realized that it was not good, and hurriedly took his wife to the opposite direction, but there were many people coming and going, and they were blocked from going in the opposite direction, and they were not able to leave quickly after all.

Only a loud "boom" was heard.

Xiao Li flew out suddenly, he felt that his brain seemed to be blown up by this sound, and he couldn't think about what was going on, and his eyes seemed to have a problem, and everything he could see was blurry.

He waved his hand, only to feel that he was not holding a person, it was too light, and looked at his right hand with difficulty, so frightened that his eyes widened, and he only had half a white arm in his hand, and it was still bleeding. The rest of the puzzle disappeared as if out of thin air.

Xiao Li turned his head to look around, only to see that the ground was scorched black, as if it was a fire scene.