The cold wind has been blowing to the north, and now that the war is tight, people are panicking, and the number of people who have migrated to escape the disaster on the road is gradually increasing. Originally, this northern area was sparsely populated, and there were few unfamiliar faces, but now there are many more people because of this war.

Although it is the spring season, the wind still carries a bone-chilling coolness, whistling by. Before dawn, a stumbling figure walked into the town.

In fact, this town used to be quite big, but because it was remote and no one cared about it, even if someone controlled it, it didn't leave a name. Over time, the original glory has dissipated, and now it looks a little dilapidated.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a soft knock on the door, and there were no lights on the street, so it was supposed that the people of the town were still asleep.

Bo Zhong looked up at the plaque of Po Feng Xuan, covered his chest, raised his hand and patted it once or twice before stopping, sitting on the bench next to him and waiting.

It wasn't until three quarters of an hour had passed that a dim light flickered in the Wind Breaker Pavilion, swaying, and looking a little empty through the window paper.

With a "squeak", the door finally opened from the inside, and the movement immediately caused a dog to bark.

Out of the house was an old man with a hunched back and gray hair.

"Old thing, I've only been away for a year or two, why are you slow to act, so I'm waiting!"

The old man turned his head and saw a figure hidden in the darkness that he didn't see very carefully, and he hurriedly put the lamp in his hand forward, so that he could see the person clearly. I saw that his face was pale now, and his whole body revealed a sense of weakness and weakness.

The old man hurriedly stepped forward to help the sitting man up: "I haven't seen you for a year or two, and you rabbit cub will make yourself half dead!" ”

So saying, he carried the man into the house, closed the door, groped around an old lampstand on the left-hand side, and opened the secret passage behind the mural.

The old man carefully helped Bo Zhong to the bed, checked the pulse with a solemn face, his face changed back and forth for a while while and then red, and only after a while did he brush his beard and scolded: "You said that you are also a person who has lived for a long time, how can you toss yourself like this!" With such a deficit of hard work, if it weren't for your patience, I'm afraid I would have gone to the Hades Palace a long time ago! ”

When Bo Zhong heard this, he smiled and waved his hand: "Tsk, it's just a small fight, it's not fatal, besides, I can't be considered to have come back alive!" How can you say that you can't be happy and happy, and take two jars of good wine from the year to celebrate? I'm so upset when I see you, is it... I hope that I will go to hell as soon as possible to meet those blue-headed ghosts?! ”

When the old man heard this, his expression was gloomy again, his voice was louder, and he scolded emotionally: "Good you little rabbit cub!" This temper grows again! If I had that idea, old man, could you still let you spoil my hundreds of jars of good wine?! ”

Bo Zhong smiled slightly, his eyes flashed, and his eyes were a little ruddy: "I know that you feel sorry for me, the people who used to be good to me in this town have all left, and now I count, except for Lan Zeyun, it seems that only you are thinking about me in your heart." Come to think of it, my life is not in vain. ”

When the old man heard this, he always felt that there was something wrong with Bo Zhong's words, so he hurriedly snorted: "What nonsense are you talking about!" To be able to come back alive from the North Underworld, you kid is the first person! Your life is as hard as a stone in a pit, and God can't take it away! ”

After speaking, the two of them were relatively speechless, and after half a salary, Bo Zhong sighed: "Old thing, now counting, we have known each other for fifty or sixty years, and I didn't save you by chance, just because you are the only bloodline left by the old Chen family... But now you are also a person who has half of your body into the ground, but it's a pity that you didn't leave an incense for your old Chen family, if only you could be a little, so that no matter where the woman is, you can leave a seed. ”

When the old man heard this, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "You kid, why are you mixed up?" I disdain those rouge gouaches, ordinary goods, now die and die, the incense is broken, and the dead are just a pei of loess, where do you care about the living! ”

"You live well, now that I think about it, the only thing I regret is that I didn't give you the magic method, now that you are old, the remaining days, I'm afraid there are not many, I originally wanted to stay here, I can give you a good pension, but now look, I'm afraid there is no chance."

Bo Zhong's words trembled slightly, he looked at the person in front of him who had already shown his old state, and now it is unknown whether the two of them are white-haired people sending black-haired people or black-haired people sending white-haired people.

When the old man heard this, his face finally sank: "My days have to be counted by the sky now, maybe one day I will never wake up when I fall asleep, you don't have to be busy, I am used to being alone, if there is really one more person saddle in front of the horse, guarding my corpse, chattering in front of me, I am afraid that I will have to live many days less." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, on weekdays, they all went their separate ways, except for the occasional small gathering, there was no intersection, but despite this, they were still close friends, and now they also tacitly agreed.

"By the way, I put a jar of wine here with you a few years ago... But what is left? ”

Bo Zhong blinked and looked at the person in front of him.

When the old man heard this, he couldn't wait to vomit the blood in his lungs together...

"It was decades ago, and you only said it today? Besides, you are a stingy person, you took a small jar the size of your palm at the beginning, which is not enough for me to stuff my teeth, how do you think I will have leftovers? ”

When Bo Zhong heard this, his expression darkened, and he seemed to be a little disappointed.

Seeing this, the old man sneered, got up and left the room. A quarter of an hour later, a refreshing aroma of wine slowly rushed in, and Bo Zhong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked towards the door.

The old man held a palm-sized white jade jar in his hand, threw it to Bo Zhong, and said casually: "However, at that time, I happened to get some amber incense from the previous year, and the wine was much better than yours. ”

Bo Zhong took the jar with trembling hands, carefully protecting it between his hands, for fear that one would accidentally fall to the ground. He sniffed the wine jar between his snorts twice, and then smiled contentedly: "Old thing, old thing, you are still reliable!" ”

Seeing Bo Zhong's ecstatic appearance, the old man also smiled slightly: "However, why did this old thing suddenly remember?" If you want to drink, where do I still have the amber fragrance of the last year, which is a little more enjoyable than your sesame seeds. ”

Bo Zhong's eyes kept staring at the white jade jar, and he shook his head: "You don't understand, those wines are drunk with the year, the wine is fragrant, the taste is positive, and the good taste is good, but if you drink too much, good wine is the same taste, but this is different, it is like a taste engraved in flesh and blood for me, and it cannot be separated." ”

"It's the same good wine, but you have so many doorways? How different is this wine, how can it surpass my amber aroma? ”

"It's called separation, and it's a gift from the one I seek. A few years ago, when I went to the Middle Continent before the war, I went to where he lived and secretly brought some back. It's kind of a thought. ”

When the old man heard this, he paused for half a salary, and saw that Bo Zhong's expression was natural, and he was a little more free and easy, so he couldn't help but ask: "The obsession you are looking for, has it fallen?" ”

Bo Zhong nodded vigorously: "Yes, in two days, I will leave for the land of Yellow Springs to see him?" ”

"The Land of Yellow Springs? Isn't that place you've been talking about? Why hasn't I looked for it for so long? ”

"No... If it hadn't been for this, I'm afraid I'd never know that he was in the Yellow Spring. This heavenly opportunity is really wonderful! ”

When the old man heard this, he also stretched his eyebrows: "Well, it can be seen that it may not be an empty dream, if it weren't for your persistence every day over the years, I'm afraid there would be no such thing." Thinking about it like this, the emperor lives up to his wishes, and he should feel it from heaven. This way, go smoothly, go well! ”

Bo Zhong nodded firmly, and turned his head to see the old man's cloudy gaze, which was not a taste in his heart.

"This way, I only walk, I'm afraid that when I don't return, you must cherish it and live well... I..."

"Alright, alright! I saw you free and easy on weekdays, I thought you were a transparent person in your heart, how can I cherish my mother-in-law today, my body I will naturally cherish, but you, seriously injured, hurriedly walked, this road is tiring, and it coincides with the turbulent time, but you have to be careful, you just follow your heart, we have not lived in vain in this life, isn't it? Even if it's life and death today, don't be sad, I'll go get two jars of wine and drink it happily! ”

"Good!"

In the early morning, there was a glimmer of light, and there was finally some fireworks on the street, and the two of them nested in the secret passage, and drank in the dark. Until the rooster crowed on the third day, Bo Zhong looked at Zhengxiang's person who was sleeping on the bed, gently closed the door and left Breaking Wind Xuan.

In a deserted suburb not far from the nameless town, there are many loess mounds, which have been overgrown with weeds for many years, and some of the graves have also been covered by weeds.

Bo Zhong kept walking inside, and did not stop until he saw a relatively imposing tomb carved with a large stone tablet.

This tomb is very magnificent, perhaps because of the age, some of the fonts on the stele have been polished clean by wind and frost, and only the word "silver silk" can be faintly seen.

Bo Zhong stared at those two words for a long time, cleaned up the wild grass and wildflowers that rose around the grave, folded a large handful of colorful wildflowers around it, and put it in front of the stone tablet, before he smiled: "You left early, only listened to my messy story, and now my wish has come true, I think you have also seen the great rivers and mountains as you wish." ”

At this point, Bo Zhong left the town completely and headed for the central continent. And in the secret room, the candle that had been lit all night was finally burned and slowly extinguished. And the old man lying on the bed only moved his fingers, and then there was no sound.