In the border city, in the Jiuxian Building, behind the wooden counter.

The old shopkeeper lying on the wooden counter opened his eyes in a daze, and the old shopkeeper Li Mo, who rubbed his eyelids lightly, only felt that his mind was confused.

Li Mo, who had been relieved for a while, felt that he had come back to his senses.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I'm old.

Li Mo always felt that he had a dream, and there was a ranger with a sword in his dream, drinking his own lonely smoke in cans and cans, drinking for a long, long time, at least all night.

The old man who stacked the clay pots of lonely smoke and spirits next to the table, but how could the young man who was really a large number of words not get drunk.

What is the state of his own wine, how could he Li Mo not know that in the borderland, more than a thousand miles of land within the Yongguan, there are absolutely countless spirits.

The old shopkeeper couldn't remember what the situation was like, because it was a dream.

If it is in the current world, where can there be such a person who can drink, but if there really is, then he Li Mo will only smile happily and crooked his mouth.

His own lonely smoke is not cheap, he can earn half a can by drinking one can, if he really drinks ten cans and twenty cans, he Li Mo's business in the second half of the year doesn't need to watch people eat.

But alas, it's just a dream.

The slight sound came into the ears of the old shopkeeper, not noisy, but some of them were pleasant and familiar.

Li Mo turned his head and looked at the familiar figure on the other side of the wooden counter with a voice.

The corners of the old shopkeeper's mouth were slightly curved, and he laughed silently.

Wisps of fragments suddenly flashed in his mind, and Li Mo wanted to grab these fragments, but found that he couldn't grasp them.

is like the woman he Li Mo admired back then, obviously feeling that as long as he opened his mouth, he could be forever, but even at the last moment, that woman, the night before entering the concubine, came to him after many dangers, and she still couldn't say the words in her heart.

It was as if there was a blank in my mind.

I wanted to remember nothing but nothing.

Xiao Li Yu yawned a lot, stretched his waist, and looked at the old shopkeeper Li Mo with sleepy eyes.

He said softly: "Suspicious Lao Li, what are you always staring at me?"

There was a loud snapping sound, and he obviously didn't feel the pain, but Li Yu pretended to grin like baring his teeth.

"What are you doing, Lao Li?"

The old shopkeeper snorted lightly, "What time is it, are you going to sleep until dark?"

Li Yu looked at the bright sunshine outside, touched the back of his head, and snorted lightly.

But then there were some doubts, I don't know how long I slept who opened this door?

I think it's only Lao Li, and it won't be the cook after all.

The old shopkeeper's back kitchen in Jiuxianlou is not big, at most it can only accommodate two people at the same time, of course, if it is full of two people and squeezing a small Li leftover, it is not a big problem.

A middle-aged cook, with a dull face, is skillfully cutting up and down the knife and chopping the thick arm of the cow bone.

The hand rises and falls, and the cow bone breaks inch by inch.

It's just that when the dull middle-aged cook raised his head, through the wall, he looked in a certain direction in the front hall, so that the anger in his eyes was indescribable.

looked around at Li Mo in the tavern, and suddenly found that the small table placed in the corner was sitting upright.

is still wearing a dazzling white dress outside the pavilion, the old shopkeeper looks at the white figure, and always feels inexplicably familiar, as if it is déjà vu.

Thinking suspiciously in my mind, could it be that I have known each other for a long time in the future, and I have accumulated years in the future.

But the old shopkeeper was uncertain.

I saw a jar of lonely smoke and two bucket-shaped ceramic bowls on the wooden table of the white-clothed figure.

The figure in white clothes is as immobile as a mountain, as if he is waiting for someone, but he doesn't know what kind of big man he looks like.

The old shopkeeper Li Mo stopped Li Yu from disturbing the figure of the man in white.

Outside the small restaurant, the sun is shining, and it is a good weather.

However, in addition to the white-clothed figure in the small restaurant, it can be described as miserable and cold.

Today's business is as light as ever, and there is no change in the slightest.

The old shopkeeper is making a calculation about how to calculate such an unprofitable calculation.

Li Yu didn't know where to find a small object and played with it, but he couldn't lift the slightest spirit like Li Mo.

The old shopkeeper Li Mo knew that this kid was just like himself, and he was worried about the business in this store.

Thinking of this, Li Mo suddenly felt that this business was not good, but there was nothing, and the existence of someone was much more important than this small restaurant.

Outside, the sun hung high, and the heat was unbearable.

Inside the small restaurant, it is a little cool.

When he was young, Li Mo, who took over the restaurant, was not the old shopkeeper at that time, he was just a young and handsome restaurant shopkeeper.

At that time, Li Mo always felt that the ancestors on his table really had no vision, so he chose such a remote narrow lane.

But even after so many years of ups and downs, Li Mo admired his ancestors more and more for their good vision, and chose such a feng shui treasure.

Aside from the good and bad, sometimes not coming business, the small restaurant is warm in winter and cool in summer, but it is a good place for health.

According to the memory of the old shopkeeper's brain, his own father and his old man all lived to the end of their eighties.

He Li Mo has lived for more than a jiazi, and his body bones are not the same.

"Lao Li, Lao Li, someone is coming!" Li Yu hurriedly rushed to his side, and just as he was wandering for many miles, the old shopkeeper Li Mo outside the sky shouted.

**Hu Li Mo, coming back to his senses, glanced ahead, and replied to Li Yu: "Okay, okay, my old Li's eyes are still fine." ”

Li Yu ate a turtle and muttered quietly at the corner of his mouth.

Li Mo turned his head and said with a stern face: "What's the matter?"

Li Yu hurriedly shook his head like a chicken pecking rice.

Whether it is a verbal promise or a heartfelt promise, it is good to agree after all, Li Mo turned his head and looked at the door.

Outside the small restaurant, a simple bundle of hair came with golden light, and the old shopkeeper hurriedly rubbed his eyes in unimaginable.

When I looked at it again, the blazing sunlight pierced my eyes.

The corners of the clothes were tugged at.

The old shopkeeper looked back and saw Li Yu pointing in a direction with his eyes.

Li Mo looked in that direction.

On the square table in the corner, opposite the man in white who could only see his back, sat a woman.

was also dressed in white, Li Mo saw the woman's face, but he couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

It's not that he can't see clearly, he obviously sees it clearly, but it always flashes in his mind, and he can't be branded with a stable brand, so Li Mo has never been able to remember the woman's face.

It's weird.