Night.

Moon.

Plum blossom.

In the plum garden of Xingyunzhuang, Li Xunhuan leaned on the zhulan in the pavilion, drank wine, looked at the moon, smelled the incense, and the fragrance of plums.

The garden is full of cold plums, it is really good to bloom, the wind has struck, the pieces of red are scattered, rolling in the wind, whirling and flying, which can be regarded as adding a little color to this lonely and cold night.

Most of the people of the world are forgetful.

Regret, indebtedness, remorse......

There are so many things I want to forget in my life, otherwise, if a person is wrapped in these emotions day and night, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive the next day if he can survive one day, and if he can live, he will definitely become a madman, tormenting himself and tormenting himself.

But forget, not just want to do it, people's hearts are complex, people's feelings are also complex, there will always be people who will often find that the more desperate they are, the more they want to forget something, always in a casual moment, cold and recalled, like a maggot on the tarsal bone can not be shaken off.

People are really strange, some people are willing to spend their whole lives chasing fame and fortune, some people are willing to spend their lives hating and living for hatred, and some people spend their lives forgetting.

A dream, a drunk.

Someone is so smart that they don't need to put in a lot of effort and can forget.

That's drinking.

Get drunk, forget everything, wake up and continue to drink, drink and continue to get drunk.

In this way, there is nothing in the world that can cause him to remember painfully.

Li Xunhuan desperately wanted to get drunk.

In fact, he used to not drink alcohol, not a drop of alcohol, because he felt that life was short, and there was little time to be sober, and he had to cherish what was in front of him, but now, he was addicted to alcohol and became a well-known drunkard.

Drinking is not a difficult thing to do.

The difficulty is whether he can get drunk or not, and if a person can't even get drunk, then he is undoubtedly pitiful.

Slightly drunk and slightly drunk eyes swept over this plum garden.

The plum blossoms are still the same, vaguely like they are blooming more than ten years ago, but what about people?

Changed.

The flowers are gone, and there will be a day when they will bloom again, what about people?

Time is like a knife, and it is difficult to start over.

Li Xunhuan pillowed the pavilion pillar behind him, his eyes seemed to pass through the merlin, passing through the gap in the flowers, and looking at the light at the end, as well as the small building, and the people in the building.

Ten years ago, this small building belonged to him, and the people in the building also belonged to him.

But now.

He was no longer young.

He still remembers that the woman in the building grew up in his Li family, her father is Li Xunhuan's father's brother-in-law, and they are not only lovers, but also very good friends.

Right now.

Meeting is like a stranger.

Drink, get drunk!

As soon as the eyes are closed, the head is tilted, and the liquor enters the throat.

This wine was buried in this plum garden with her before he left Guanwai in the past. I don't know if the hearts of the people who bury the wine have changed, or if the days have been too long, and the wine has also changed, Li Xunhuan only feels very spicy and bitter, as if he has drunk all the flavors of life, and he is happy and sorrowful.

"It seems that I have more wine, are you drunk?"

A clear voice sounded gently, and there was a pleasant silver bell.

But under the bright moon like frost and snow, a person is carrying two jars of wine in his hands, and his feet seem to be strolling leisurely, from the tip of the plum branch, floating lightly, like walking on the ground, carelessly.

Straight from the distance to the near, but when it landed, it was as light as nothing, the cloak was rolled, and the plum blossoms were all over the sky.

"Hehe, I'm so curious why you always like to wear teal!"

Li Xunhuan smiled and opened his eyes and looked at the person.

"Huh? Probably because there is a blue word in my name, everyone has things to forget, and there are things they don't want to forget, but I am reminding myself that there are many things that cannot be forgotten! ”

Su Qing pretended to think, and swept into the pavilion with a smile, and threw the wine in his hand over to a jar.

Li Xunhuan laughed when he heard it, took it easily, patted the mud seal, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and praised, "Thirty years of bamboo leaves, good wine!" ”

Take a big sip.

Su Qing only sat in the pavilion.

"Hehe, whether it's good for me depends on the person who drinks, if someone else drinks with me, no matter how good the wine is, I'm afraid it will be as light as water, if I know it and drink it, even the secluded pool water can also drink the taste of good wine!"

"With that alone, you should have a good drink tonight, haha!"

Li Xunhuan held the altar with both hands, poured the mouth of the altar, opened his mouth and took it, and a pour of mellow wine syrup had fallen into his throat, not spilling.

He looked at Su Qing, his eyes changed, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't you forget?" ”

Su Qing also leaned against Zhu Lan, he swallowed the wine in his mouth slowly, and was silent for a while, before he said softly, "Some things have been forgotten, I am only afraid that if there is a reunion, it will be meaningless!" ”

Li Xunhuan sighed abruptly and smiled astringently, but he immediately changed his words and said, "Qin Xiaoyi's martial arts have been abolished, and Zhao Zhengyi has lost face, I'm afraid that they won't give up!" ”

Su Qing glanced at the down-and-out man in front of him, and he said lightly, "You also said that you missed one, and Long Xiaoyun!" ”

Li Xunhuan's face was a little white at the beginning, his face was already sickly white, but it became more and more white at the moment, and the white seemed to have faded away in an instant. He was already watching in the dark during the day, but he never showed up, and he didn't know how to show up, but fortunately, Su Qing only deterred everyone and did not kill him, which gave him face.

"I'm also a little curious, if Long Xiaoyun dies in my hands, will your flying knife be aimed at me?"

Su Qing asked again.

Li Xunhuan's face was a little stiff, he couldn't speak, and it took a long time before he seemed to take a sip of wine in a panic, and forced a smile, "This joke is not funny at all!" ”

Su Qing shook his head.

"Let's just take it as a joke, but after tonight, I'm afraid we'll have to see what they do, hehe, a woman, guess what?"

Li Xunhuan sighed helplessly.

More drums sounded, and the night was already three watches.

The cold incense building in the distance is still lit up.

The people inside were waiting for them.

Lin Xian'er.

The snow has not melted, and the moonlight is sprinkled, glowing with silver white.

"Ahem—"

Li Xunhuan coughed lowly.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a figure on Leng Xiangxiaozhu's side that flashed from the light, swept out in an instant, and disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, the two people in the pavilion flew up.

Li Xunhuan's figure only rushed out like a flying swallow, he seemed to be one step faster than Su Qing, like an arrow off the string, shooting directly at Leng Xiang Xiaozhu, the speed of his body was indescribable.

But when he arrived at Leng Xiang Xiaozhu, Fang Cai's figure had long since disappeared.

On the snow-covered roof, only a few incomplete footprints remain.

Li Xunhuan swept off the roof with a vertical step.

The lights in the small building were still on, a bright lamp, and the flames floated up more than a finger high.

He called softly, "Miss Lin." ”

No one answered.

Li Xunhuan already had a bad feeling in his heart, he frowned, pushed open the window, but saw that there were several delicate side dishes on the table in the room, and a pot of wine was still warm on the stove.

It's a pity that it's empty, and the people are gone.

Lin Xian'er is gone.

Li Xunhuan didn't know why, inexplicably just seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes flickered, and he swept in through the window, but he found that there were five wine glasses embedded in the tabletop, and even the bottom was embedded in the tabletop.

Plum Blossom Thief?

Li Xunhuan pressed the desktop with one palm, and the force penetrated the palm.

"Bang bang!"

It was like five wine glasses growing on the table that jumped up in an instant.

"What an amazing strength!"

Although the table is only a wooden table, if you want to insert five porcelain cups into the tabletop, you need to use a combination of rigidity and softness, both to preserve the cups and to sink them into the table. The internal force is so profound, and the control is amazing, even Li Xunhuan sighs to himself.

The plum blossom thief is so powerful?

Cold sweat broke out unconsciously in his palms.

But at this time.

There was a sudden roar outside.

"The plum blossom thief is inside, don't let him get away with it!"

"Sneer—"

"Whoosh-"

In an instant, countless sharp sounds, like a rain of arrows breaking through the air, shot out countless holes in the window paper, turned into black light and shadows, and hit Li Xunhuan, all of which were hidden weapons.

"Poof!"

The lights go out.

Li Xunhuan smiled, glanced at his room, and said

"It's fine."

And Su Qing, who flew with him, disappeared at the moment.

What about people?

……

Baoding City.

Under a round of cold moon, I saw two figures one in front of the other, the former was dressed in a night suit and walked quickly, and the rabbit fell up, and the latter was far behind, flexible and treacherous, hiding his body, keeping a distance, but not falling too much.

Go straight out of the city.