On the day of the New Year, the inn was deserted, and it was almost closed.

The reason why it is not closed is because there are guests staying there. Those two look inconspicuous, but they live in a Tianzi room. The shot is not generous, but it is never short of silver taels.

The shopkeeper went home for the New Year, leaving only a fatherless and motherless shopkeeper and a half-old chef who was homeless and could only help in the kitchen to entertain them. The half-old chef is not skilled, but she can also fry a few hometown side dishes, and it is the same thing when she eats them.

After Tang Jia and the ram Diao Diao ate the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the house, they asked the shopkeeper to remove the meal. The shopkeeper brought the empty plates and bowls back to the kitchen, got together with the half-old cook, drank wine and ate some meat and vegetables on the stove, but he was also at ease.

In the room, the two snuggled up to each other and sat stupidly in front of the candlelight.

The ram said, "Why did you eat it, so little?" But, uncomfortable? ”

Tang Jiadao: "They just did a little bit, I can't eat the plate, right?" ”

The ram said, "No. Also, four steamed buns, you didn't move. ”

Tang Jia said: "That's no appetite." ”

Ram Diao Diao stretched out his hand, rubbed the cheek of the beautiful woman, and said, "Why, no appetite?" ”

Tang Jiaren stood up, pushed open the window, and snorted.

The ram Diao Diao immediately found Da Yu, surrounded the beauty, and said, "How can you be careless?!" Be careful about the wind chill. ”

Tang Jiaren smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, since I was a child, I almost never got sick because I ate the Molian Holy Fruit." Even if you can do it, it's good to sleep for one night. He reached out and touched his scalp, but he didn't touch the newly grown branches, and then lowered his hand and looked into the distance.

The ram Diao Diao saw everything in his eyes and said comfortingly: "It's cold, maybe it's going to be hairy...... The sprouted ghost thing froze to death. ”

Tang Jiaren smiled brightly and said, "It's good to freeze to death!" ”

The ram Diao Diao also laughed.

But Tang Jiaren smiled and didn't laugh when he smiled.

The ram grabbed her hand and looked at her with a blank eye.

Tang Jia said: "Diao Diao, I want to take a break." ”

In front of a man, saying that she misses another man, this is not looking for a beating, but she doesn't know what it's like to be beaten. On the contrary, Tang Jiaren just said it. However, Ram Diao Diao is not only not a man who is good at hands-on, but also a man who has something special in his ideas. It's not the taste that is natural, but it's inevitable to take a look. He said directly: "Every festival, think about the master, it's normal, he one by one...... A handful of will raise you and grow you up. You don't want him, wolf-hearted. ”

Tang Jiaren looked at the ram Diao Diao and said, "Yes? ”

The ram nodded Diao: "It must be!" ”

Tang Jiaren turned her head, continued to look at the moon outside the window, and said, "After the New Year, I will be seventeen years old." In the past, every year was spent with Hugh. In Tangmen, we make dumplings during the Chinese New Year. The three elders wrapped it quickly and well, and Xiu Xiu and I were a foil. If it doesn't work, it's not true. Without me and Hugh Hugh fighting, everyone would be so bored.

When I went out to travel the rivers and lakes, I still thought that I would definitely go back for the Chinese New Year. Now, the Tang Gate has been burned, and the people in the Tang Gate are nowhere to be found. I wonder if they got together and told jokes while making dumplings? The corners of his lips curled up and he looked at the ram Diao, "It must be interesting, right?" ”

The ram Diao Diao nodded, and when he saw that Tang Jiaren's eyes were wrong, he shook his head again, which showed that her eyes were still wrong, so he had to say, "Is it interesting?" Or, it's not interesting? Your eyes are like fighting cocks, I can't understand them. ”

Tang Jiaren sneered and smiled, but when she smiled, she didn't look like she was smiling, and said a little reluctantly: "I miss them so much." ”

Ram Diao Diao felt a pain in his heart, hugged Tang Jiaren tightly, and said, "I'll accompany you and look for them." ”

Tang Jiaren hugged the ram Diao Diao tightly, and said in a low voice: "Xiu Xiu burned the Tang Gate, because he complained that I brought those people back and disturbed the purity of living in seclusion. He is Xiu Xiu and the master of the Tang Sect. He didn't punish me, but he did ...... You don't want to see me anymore. Closing his eyes, a tear slipped from between his eyelashes, landed on the ram's shoulder, and burrowed into his clothes.

The ram Diao felt sorry for the beauty, but he didn't know how to comfort him. I could only furrow my eyebrows and pat her on the back.

Tang Jiaren sniffed and said, "Anyway, I know that with Xiu's character, I will never let the Tang people suffer." Perhaps, they have now settled into a new home, wearing new clothes, and are in good spirits for the New Year. He looked out the window, took a deep breath, and smiled, "What do you say?" Mountains and rivers meet. I need to live well and not worry the elders. There are so many people who love me, I shouldn't let them worry about me. ”

The ram Diao Diao stretched out his hand, popped a chestnut on the forehead of the beauty, and said: "It's you who cry, it's you who laughs, and it's you who can toss the most." ”

Tang Jiaren grinned and said, "Don't you all say that women with all kinds of amorous feelings are the most beautiful. He blinked, "Isn't my wind and rain the most beautiful?" ”

The ram pouted and said, "Let's make do with it." ”

Tang Jiaren pounced on the ram, and the two made a mess.

When you are tired, you can lie on the window and look at the bright moon together, and feel the quiet of this time.

There are many people who look at the same bright moon with the beauties.

In the ashes of the Tang Gate, there stood a person.

He was dressed in a black coat and a red robe, which looked extremely festive, which was especially appropriate for this welcome night. In fact, the handsome and unparalleled face has not seen the joy of the New Year at all, and the lighter eyes are like a quiet lake, carrying bottomless thoughts, but they have to be hidden in the calm and waves.

If one day, he can't control himself, he will be like a building about to fall, and let everything be buried and accompanied by the obsession in his heart. In this dark and dreary world, the only person he cared about was gone. If he can't find the warmth in his heart, others don't want to live a leisurely life. No one is clean, it is better to go to reincarnation.

Thousands of miles of bright moon, but he can't pinpoint his lovesickness.

A fire burned not only the Tang Gate, but also the bits and pieces related to her, the whole ...... Sixteen years and six months.

Beauty, seventeen years old.

This year, he couldn't be by her side. Is she feeling unwell?

The moon is shining, but it shines on a single human figure.

Tang Buxiu turned around, looked at his shadow, and muttered, "You once said that you are the shadow of your teacher, but this shadow is not your appearance. For the teacher...... Not pleased. ”

I don't even like the shadow that is inseparable from me, but I like the poisonous mushroom, but unfortunately she doesn't understand his heart and doesn't know his meaning. What is this Tang Gate?! What is this world?! His heart was black, and the only thing that beat was because of the poisonous mushroom.

Tang Buxiu smiled at his shadow, untied the big cloud, threw it out casually, and threw up a large cloud of ashes, floating towards him with the wind.

He was dressed in red, gently unfolded, like a red flower born in the ruins, born with tears and blood, it seems to be demonic, but there is an endless silent sourness, dare to ask who can accompany him to spend the night?

He said: "In order to make you like to practice martial arts, the elders took great pains to change the martial arts routine into a dance before meals. It's ridiculous, and you don't like it. I changed it for the teacher, and it should suit you. Let's dance for the teacher to celebrate the New Year. ”

Tang Buxiu danced lightly under the night, dancing slowly and gracefully, but full of strength, just because those moves were all deadly Tang Sect mastery. The red sleeves that open and close widely, and the hidden ingenious jade hand is a finger, silent and intoxicating.

As he danced, ashes rose around him, like a black snow, fluttering and sometimes fierce with him, lingering with him.

At the end of the dance, the ashes exploded like black fireworks, and after a thud, they slowly spilled off and returned to the ground, blending into the other ashes.

Tang did not stain the dust, hooked the corners of his lips at the moon, and said: "A thousand miles of bright moon." Mushrooms, can you see them as teachers? ”

Infatuation is unanswered, buried in the yellow sand.

Tang Buzhi couldn't wait for the person to wait, slowly lowered his eyes, and said, "The teacher is waiting for you here, but you don't want to come." "I closed my eyes and tried to soothe the pain in my heart, but I couldn't do anything.

Yes, a long-term illness requires a miracle medicine. The medicine that can save him is poisonous, but it is not there.

Tang Buxiu stood quietly, his thin clothes were blown up, and the cold wind penetrated into his collar, cutting his neck like a knife. He didn't know the pain, he didn't know the cold, if he could, he just wanted to lie down and sleep well, so that this bad day would pass quickly. How painful it is to wait, he prides himself on being strong in martial arts and invincible, but he can't bear this pain.

When footsteps came, Tang Buxiu frowned, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked in the direction of the sound. The edge in his eyes was like a beast in the occupied territory, with a kind of ferocity that gnawed at bones and devoured blood.

Qinghe walked into Tang Buxiu, but was frightened by the fierce light in his eyes, and was so frightened that he immediately stood still, grabbed his sleeve tightly with his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Childe, the wind is blowing...... I...... Let's go back. ”

Tang Buxiu slowly put away the anger in his eyes and said lightly: "Get out." ”

As soon as Qinghe heard this word, his body shook, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and said with tears: "Childe, the slave family is wrong, really wrong...... The slave family didn't mean to burn down the kitchen, the slave family just wanted to make some food for the son, who knows, he accidentally ordered the kitchen, which caused the Tang Gate to be destroyed. He raised his hand and slapped himself hard, "It's all the slave's fault!" It's all slaves...... Raised his hand, another slap.

Tang Buxiu suddenly shouted loudly: "Get out!" ”

Qinghe was frightened, but he knocked his head to the ground and said resolutely: "Qinghe's sin is unforgivable, only one death is Mingzhi, Xie Gongzi saved our sisters' grace." ”

The red shadow flashed, and Tang Buxiu suddenly appeared in front of Qinghe, looked at her with lowered eyes, and actually hooked his lips and smiled, and threw a dagger in front of Qinghe.

Although Tang Buxiu was laughing, the coldness in his eyes was completely looking at a dead thing.

Qinghe couldn't see the slightest joke in Tang Buxiu's eyes, so he could only stretch out his trembling hand, grab the dagger, and said with tears: "Qinghe is a guilty person, don't ask for anything else after death, just ask Gongzi and Meng Tianqing Meng Gongzi to talk, don't tell the relationship between the slave family and the beautiful sister, and dye your sister Gaojie." He lowered his head, knocked his head three times, raised his dagger, and stabbed himself in the abdomen......