The Xuandu business is nominally owned by the Yuan Yifeng Commercial Bank, but in fact, Qi has no harm to his private property, and is only occasionally used to gather meetings and entertain distant guests.

Beiye is built at the foot of Xuandu Mountain in the northwest of Mengzhu, facing Daze and leaning against the mountains, but an ordinary courtyard with a small garden in three entrances, which is not eye-catching, and is very elegant and quiet.

"Brother, it's been good lately. Mo Li carried a lotus leaf bag and happily stepped into the door of the other industry.

"Oops, Brother Mo. When the porter Lao Zhou saw Mo Li, he limped over, full of joy and grabbed him, "I haven't seen you for a day!"

"I just met a pock-faced man at the ferry, and saw that his perch was very fresh, so he asked for two. Suddenly missing his old brother's craftsmanship, he folded over and begged for a glass of wine. It's abrupt, don't blame the old brother. ”

This old Zhou went to Mobei a few years ago to do business, and when he passed through the poor Lou Mountain, he encountered snow and quicksand, lost his goods, and broke a leg.

It was Mo Li who pulled him out of the snowdrift, picked up a life, delayed the medical medicine all the way to the imperial capital, and quietly lost the capital for him.

Lao Zhou had a son, and he was idle all day, but after hearing about this, he was afraid of being dragged down by the old man, so he ran away quietly overnight. Lao Zhou has no more to rely on, but fortunately, he still has a bit of popularity, and he has a place to stand in the bleak evening scene.

Every time Mo Li returned to the imperial capital, but he had to work a lot, he would come to other places to be his companions. This old Zhou likes to eat fish, and he can also make fish, and when he saw that the two fresh fish in Mo Li's hand were still struggling there, he quickly took them over and put them in the basin of clear water.

"Where are the words - Brother Mo, I'm here, you only want to come!"

Lao Zhou looked around the room: "Ouch, the wine is not enough, I'll go and sell it." The small liquor shop two miles away put up a sign, boasting that their new calamus wine was 'three miles of wind fragrance', but I didn't smell it. ”

"I don't know if the wind hasn't been blowing in me lately, or if someone has stolen the extra mile? ”

Mo Li knew his temperament, smiled, and did not stop him, letting him drag one leg and hum a small song.

Seeing Lao Zhou walking away, Mo Li walked towards the courtyard. The gardenias in the courtyard are blooming, and the fragrance is fragrant. While enjoying the beautiful scenery in the garden, Mo Li paid attention to the rooms, but found no traces of anyone occupying them.

"It's strange, could it be that the woman lives in a backyard house?"

Mo Li found the small door next to the ear room, and the door was locked. I couldn't see anything through the crack in the door.

Mo Li circled around the yard a few more times, and looked at the corners, but there was no gain.

I heard Lao Zhou shouting outside the door: "Brother Mo, my brother sold two catties of wine today, you are not allowed to find any excuses to shirk it, when to finish drinking, when to allow you to leave." ”

Mo Li hurried back to the gatehouse, where Lao Zhou had already arranged cups and chopsticks. He actually cut a large plate of boiled lamb tendons, prepared a few seasonal side dishes, and said with a smile while placing them on the table:

"Brother Mo, do you know, when I arrived at the small shop, I asked him - what is 'Windward Fragrance Sanli'?"

"That little two is really clever, and at a glance he saw that I was finding fault, and said casually: This 'windward' is the name of this wine, and this 'three miles' is in the mouth, stomach and dream. ”

"Hey, when he said that, I fell in love with him. So he asked, "You kid's brain, is it made of a spinning top, and it spins fast?" Guess what that kid said?"

He said, "My head is full of tendons, and I never turn my tendons, but I can't slow down when I move." While pointing to this stew: You cut two catties and try it at home, to ensure that you are full of this tendon meat after eating. No, I'll cut some. ”

Turned around and lifted the two fish: "Brother Mo, eat more meat, your brain won't turn - haha, I'll pick up that fish." ”

"Although this old Zhou is unlucky, he lives a very poor life, and he even likes to joke more than me. Getting along with him, he was swept away and refreshed, and he was really a wonderful person. Mo thought about it.

"You go, I'll let my brain turn down first, and wait for a while to see the miracle effect of this tendon meat. ”

"Hahaha......"

The lamb tendon is broiled, and the fragrant sticky teeth are slightly springy.

I don't know what condiments the small shop used, but the savage and spicy were bursting out with wisps of sweet and sour, and Mo Li was very uncomfortable at first, but after a few bites, he was fascinated by this taste.

Although the wine is a village wine, it is indeed very mellow, accompanied by the aroma of calamus, and it melts in the mouth.

The two of them were staggered, and before they knew that it was time, they were both slightly drunk.

"Lao Zhou, is this mansion now the only one living alone?" Mo Li saw that there was no light in the courtyard, and asked Lao Zhou.

"There were a few servants and servants, but they were all transferred to other places for some reason a month ago. This courtyard was not big, and only occasionally Qi Dong's family came to rest. When there are no guests, I can wait alone. ”

"Oh, the great Yuan Yifeng, there is not a single guest staying here, and when was the last time the Qi Dongjia came over?"

"Hey, who doesn't like to be prosperous, there are several inns in the city, who wants to come to this deserted place. The last time the Qi Dongjia came over, it had been more than ten days, and he rarely came. ”

"I think it's very quiet here, with fragrant flowers and trees, summer insects, and a wonderful person like my brother, which makes people happy. Come, come, come, you and I are white!"

"Haha, Brother Mo, do you want to stay and sit in this concierge with me? That's not good, you don't want to rob my brother's job......"

The two drank a few more rounds, and the calamus wine was surging, and Lao Zhou was already too drunk to lie on the small table and was unwilling to move, muttering in his mouth:

"Sit in the porter, sit in the porter...... The brain didn't turn, but the butt turned...... I can't walk. Qing'er, where are you and where are you...... Why don't you come and see Daddy—"

"Qing'er" is his nickname.

Like a bean lamp, Mo Li raised his eyes and looked around, this small gatehouse was like a dry well, the four walls were gloomy, and there was not even a futon on the broken bed, but the gourd that sold wine emitted an oily red light under the lamp.

Seeing this, a deep sadness suddenly surged in Mo Li's chest.

He lost his childhood and knew Lao Zhou for nearly ten years, although he was commensurate with brothers, he treated Lao Zhou like a father in his heart.

This father is now dying, and he doesn't know where to go, and he forgets his worries on the surface, but how desolate and lonely he is in his heart?

Born as a human being, no matter how arrogant and reluctant you are, how you play high standards, you will eventually be unable to escape the way of heaven and the way of the sky, but the body of the creation and the shell of the will.

I sighed in my heart, and I drank a few more glasses unconsciously.

When Mo was in a trance, a miserable cry suddenly came from his ears, and the scream was mixed with Lin Tao.

I tried my best to listen, but not just one voice, but one. The distinct place is like a steel nail piercing the intestines into the bones, and the ethereal place is like a cold night rain, and the desire to leave the wine is greatly reduced, and he unconsciously gets up and looks into the depths of the courtyard.

The moon in the sky is like a moth eyebrow, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, but the voice is far and near, and there are aftersounds at the bottom of the forest tops, as if wrapping the small courtyard. Mo Li went straight to the small door next to the ear room, the lock was not moved, and there was no movement in the dark room in the back room.

"But this is strange, where does this sound come from?"

Mo Li searched around and returned to the gatehouse, where Lao Zhou had fallen to the ground.

Mo Li helped him up, but he raised his eyes: "Here it is again, these hundred ghosts cry at night - I am here for a long time, but you are crying very much...... Come with me and drink with me. Come—"

Lao Zhou muttered, and Mo Li suddenly remembered a legend of this Xuandu Mountain.

"Could it be that the screaming voice just now was actually the cry of the evil ghosts in the town under the Xuandu Mountain? This hundred ghosts crying at night, but it is a rumor, but now it seems to be well-founded. ”

After settling Lao Zhou down, Mo Li sat back at the small table, put down the voice in his ear, and thought in his heart:

"That woman is not here, where will she be? Listening to the fat man's tone, Na abandoned was brought into the palace by the third prince, how can I bring him to the old man's strange place? I don't know what happened to the fat man and Miss Yu'er......

When I was woken up by a "bang", it was a bold cat who took the leftover fish tail away.

The east is full of fish belly white, and Lao Zhou is still snoring like thunder on the broken bed.

Mo Li smiled, took out some silver taels from his arms, and quietly stuffed them into his pocket. Stepping on the morning light, he went straight to Mengzhu Wharf.

The Great Siege is approaching, and this Meng Zhu is better than a day of liveliness. Early in the morning, there was a long queue of the people who took the boat.

"I heard that this year's lottery is better than in previous years, and there are many more fleets. ”

"Not really. The day before yesterday, the cloud snatched the cloud and tried to be the leader, that is, the one called Tu Xiaosi, and this time he was going to come to fight, isn't it just for the color head. ”

"This year's fence must be good-looking. I'm just going to go early and get a good seat. ”

"Which round got you? I was already divided, and I sat on the ground and raised the price. ”

In the mouths of the people, it is all about the Great Siege.

Mo Li casually asked: "This little brother, you just mentioned that Tu Xiaosi, but which team is it." ”

Immediately, something good took over: "I heard that it was the three princes who were in the association." Everyone else has been practicing in this Daze for half a month, and their boat was only launched yesterday, and I don't know what this prince thinks, maybe it's too much money. Everyone laughed.

"It's the three princes again. But I hope to see him on this big fence and talk to him. ”

Mo Li spent some silver taels and got a good position in the Yuan Yifeng stand.

He was not very enthusiastic about these noisy things, and since he had been wandering for many years, it was the first time he had seen this big circumference.

He arrived a little late, and sat down on the stage, and the enclosure had already begun.

Yuan Zezhong is far ahead, but he is the blind slave of the prince. Mo Li stared at it for a moment, and couldn't help but let out a soft cry of "ah", there was both surprise, excitement and unbearability in this sound, and tears flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that everyone was in a mess in the water, and seeing that Shanka broke through in another way, and then abandoned the means and came to the top, the situation in Zezhong changed several times.

The audience on the stage shouted a tsunami, and the gongs and drums under the stage were noisy. Mo Li couldn't help but smile, and praised in his heart: "No wonder everyone is so fanatical, this Dawei is really a bit interesting." ”

At this time, the strange fish rushed out of the water, and everyone on the stage instantly lost their square inches, and they poured out of the field like a torrent.

"Not good!" Mo Li exclaimed. He was so close to the passage that he had not yet had time to take a step when he was caught up in the surging flow of people, and he was sent off the field without touching it, and fell into a puddle of mud.

When I got up and looked back, there was a "boom" that had somehow collapsed, and I heard the sound of crying dad and calling my mother.

Then there was a second stream of people dragging the stump and broken leg and screaming and struggling out, and pushed him out of the ground for some reason.

He hugged a big tree, and only then did he avoid the trampling of the crowd, but found that his butt was really turning.

When the voice was finally silent and the leg could move, he stumbled back to Daze, only to see the cold wind rolling up a foul smell and blood, countless wild dogs and black finches fighting for food in the pile of corpses, and there was no living person, only a piece of blood and water, and a ball of white flowers floating on it.