March 2, 1988, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival.

In this land of ancient heritage, this is a day of the year that is even more flavorful than the Spring Festival.

This day will usher in the first full moon night of the year, and it will also be the last carnival of the Spring Festival, after which it means entering the hard work of the new year.

Old man Xiao has been worried about it these days, and the eldest and second and third have not returned to Longhu Mountain, which makes Old Man Xiao feel a little uneasy in his heart, not that he is worried about the safety of the three people.

Yuan Yu's injury, Old Man Xiao has almost recuperated, but Yuan Yu is young, and he is afraid of leaving some secret wounds, so Old Man Xiao has put more thought into it.

Aunt Xishuang Xiaodao has been thinking about it all day, and said that she will wait for the senior brother to come back and take her to the bottom of the mountain to watch the lantern festival and lion dance.

As for the Lantern Festival, Yuan Yu doesn't like to eat it, he always feels that it is sweet and greasy, but Xiao Daogu likes it very much.

The day was fine, and there was not a hint of gloom.

When it was close to noon, Old Man Xiao put incense in the shabby Taoist temple.

After a while, when the sky was not stunned, Xichen and Xiyun finally returned.

But only the second child is missing.

Old man Xiao pointed at Xichen and Xiyun's noses with some anger, counting how they had been gone for so long.

Xiyun sat down sullenly against the door frame, without saying a word, and Xichen's face was ugly.

Old man Xiao finished counting, then stretched his neck and looked around on the mountain road outside the courtyard, looked at it for a long time, and asked blankly with his hands behind his back: "Where is the second child?" Where did you go crazy again? ”

Xichen and Xiyun Dahan glanced at each other, muffled to themselves, and did not speak.

Old Man Xiao's blank face gradually became a little unnatural, and his voice changed a little: "What do I ask you?" What about the second child? Two things without conscience, what kind of face do you put on with me? ”

Xichen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he just walked to the wooden table under the plane tree, poured himself a glass of water, drank it in one gulp, and then said, "I didn't come back!" ”

"Didn't come back? Why didn't you come back? Didn't I let you both look at him? What kind of personality is this bastard, you two don't know? Why didn't you come back? He's dead? ”

Old man Xiao was really anxious this time.

Xiyun Dahan, who had been squatting on the threshold, moved his buttocks, and was angry: "I can't let him die, why didn't he come back?" Old man, then you have to tell the two of us, where did you collect this thing from the second child? Look at his two-to-five-eyed beating, what a broken sword is in the sky! ”

Old man Xiao grabbed the broom under his feet and smashed it, but Xiyun Dahan shrank and dodged, and then closed his mouth in a daze.

"Third child, you say!" Old man Xiao had a dark face.

Xichen's eyes were a little red: "Second Senior Brother, he won't come back by himself!" He said that no matter what happens in the future, it has nothing to do with our wife, and we don't want to ask whether it is dead or alive! ”

Seeing Yuan Yu on the side, his face hung down gloomily, and Xichen touched Yuan Yu's head: "Xiaoyu, it has nothing to do with you!" It wasn't the people who came to our mountain gate that day, and the second senior brother didn't come back, not because of this! ”

There was a sudden silence in the courtyard.

For a long time, Old Man Xiao didn't know what he was thinking, and his face, which had been tense, suddenly became complicated: "Then there has to be a reason!" If you don't come back, you have to have a reason! It's been so many years, even if you raise a bird, you still know how to love the nest! ”

He raised his face suddenly: "Master, do you recognize a person named Song Cheng?" What is this man's way? ”

Old man Xiao frowned when he heard this, and thought for a while: "I've heard vaguely, it's like someone from a certain department of the public family, who specializes in dealing with those unsightly and treacherous things!" ”

Xiyun Dahan patted his thigh and scolded with a white face: "It's this unlucky thing, after a few nonsense words, the second bastard has changed like a person!" I won't come back, don't you know, the third child and I asked him a few words, and his mouth can peel the old locust tree ......"

Old Man Xiao's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Xichen seemed to be trying his best to calm his emotions: "Not only that Song Cheng, but also Quanzhen's people, according to Quanzhen's old Tao, the cause of the incident originated from the disappearance of a disciple in their sect a few years ago!" That little Taoist boy is called Xu Hongye, and he is very loved by the elders of Quanzhen, and even passed on the yin and yang ruler in the door to him! It's such a Taoist boy, who suddenly disappeared at night a year ago, leaving only four bloody words on the bed in the house, a lonely bamboo floating coffin! His whereabouts are unknown! Quan Zhen searched all the Taoist classics, but couldn't find out what these four words meant, so they asked Na Song Cheng for help, hoping to find some clues about this thing in some top-secret files in the public department! Later, they went to Longhu Mountain, and they happened to be bumped into by us! When the second brother heard this, he entered the magic barrier, I have never seen the second senior brother like this, master, do you know, when the second senior brother heard about this, his whole body was shaking, that is, at that time, the second senior brother has been dragging his feet and is unwilling to come back, no matter how we ask, he won't say! In the middle of the night that night, I woke up at night, but I saw the second senior brother standing alone under the moon, just like a stone...... Later, the second senior brother told us that from now on, we are no longer people from the Taiyi Sect, whether we live or die, they will no longer have anything to do with us in the slightest......"

When Xichen said this, he didn't say it anymore, but his eyes were very red.

Old man Xiao was stunned for a long time, and suddenly smiled miserably: "Boss and third, can't you feel it?" Dick this is in ...... I'm scared! ”

Xichen and Xichen, who was sulking with his head down, suddenly froze: "Damn, yes, I'm dizzy!" Although the second unlucky thing usually has a more poisonous mouth, how can a good person say this, he is dizzy! ”

Old man Xiao looked up to the sky, sighed for a long time, and said in a bitter tone: "Come into the house, don't you want to know how the second child entered our mountain gate?" Let's come into the house and talk about it......"

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On the night of the fifteenth lantern, the lanterns are lit and the moon is admired.

On such a night, fireworks accompany the romance of countless people, and also count the loneliness of countless people.

There are always some places that have nothing to do with this prosperity, and the prosperity of the world does not seem to be willing to soak into it.

On the same night, in the dilapidated small county town thousands of miles away in Shuzhong, no one wanted to go into that alley.

In the shroud shop with a white ash base, the gloomy old man lit the white wax and dragged the colorful paper man at the door into the house.

After the drag, I squinted at the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky, and watched it for a long time.

Cold night, cold alley.

The old man also seemed to feel that the silence was too much, so he bent over and shouted in the dimly lit shop not far away: "Boss Leng, the fireworks are so good-looking, don't come out to take a look?" ”

A person slowly shook out of the shop, the spark of the cigarette butt was extinguished, and the cigarette butt was extinguished, and the person raised his wine glass to the old man of the shroud shop from a distance, and then slowly entered the house again, and took the door of the shop with his hand.

The fireworks are half awake, and the night is three points lonely.

Three points of loneliness, one point of cold, and six points of sleepless nights......