On Chinese New Year's Eve, except for Lu Qian, everyone else ate absent-mindedly at the New Year's dinner.

After a few chopsticks and a few glasses of wine, they dispersed.

Ye Mushen went to the roof to blow the wind, and Ye Mujing returned to the house with a stove and was obsessed with a black jade ring.

The dining room is cold and cold, and there is no sense of festivity.

Lu Qian is also accustomed to this - since he met Ye Mushen, he knew that this young man with a rugged experience but a hearty personality treated every day equally.

For him, the festival is just a boring pastime for the incompetent to escape from hopelessness and hardship.

Lu Qian sent people to clean up the dining room, and ordered people to give surplus food to the poor people, and then went to the City God Temple alone to watch the fireworks display.

He first went to Ciyun Temple for Ye Mushen to ask for a sign, and then went to the back of the City God Temple to play with a few bright candles to gather Hulu.

He won a few handfuls of money, and he was complacent about it—the coming year should be pretty good.

Back at Xiaoaotang, it was almost early in the morning.

Lu Qian weighed the silver taels he had won, and casually glanced towards the roof.

This glance startled him.

"Boss, ah, no, master, why are you still on top? What should I do if I am sick on a cold day? ”

Ye Mushen lazily turned over and jumped down, patted the placket of his clothes, "Are you going to try Nian Geng again?" Luck? ”

"Hey...... Won quite a bit! ”

"Well, that's good...... Did you go to Tsz Yun Temple? ”

Lu Qian hurriedly took out a concentric lock from his arms, "The master in the temple said that the daughter of the Hou Ye and the prime minister, the two of them live together when they are destined to help each other...... What else to say......"

Ye Mushen had a headache when he heard it, "Don't talk about those gods...... I just want the result - Ling Shang and Mo Yun are in the right relationship, right? ”

"This ...... The master said that the two have some fate, but ......"

"Was the name on the lock engraved by the master?" Ye Mushen took the concentric lock in his hand and played with it.

"Hey, I watched the master carve it himself. The master's technique is really amazing......" Speaking of the master's craftsmanship, Lu Qian was full of praise.

Ye Mushen sneered, "That old bald donkey, if you don't understand the Dharma well, you can not improve your skills by selling these things all day long?" ”

"You can't say that. The loving monk of Ciyun Temple is the living moon elder of Luoyang City - as long as he is optimistic about the marriage, there is no unhappy ......"

Ye Mushen smiled inexplicably and whispered softly, "It's good to be happy." It's good to be happy. ”

"Hey, I said boss, why do you want to match Master Hou and Miss Mo......" Lu Qian asked cautiously, "Do you ...... Lord Hou?"

"What's the matter? What do you think about all day? Ye Mushen glanced at Lu Qian, "I'm not doing this for Master Hou, but for Brother Jing." ”

"His Highness Jing?" Lu Qian rolled his eyes, as if he suddenly realized, "Master, do you want His Royal Highness Jing to die for Hou Ye?" ”

Ye Mushen frowned, "Okay, okay, it's okay with Brother Jing, about Master Hou, don't ask about my business." It's late, you should have rested early, don't stay until dawn like in previous years, like a fool......"

“…… Hey, okay. Lu Qian sighed and silently returned to the room.

Night Mushen does not love festivals; But Lu Qian saw it in his eyes - every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, Ye Mushen stayed awake all night, not knowing whether he was waiting for someone who went and did not return, or asking for news from some ghostly ghost.

And this year, Ye Mushen did not hold the wine jar to keep the New Year, but climbed to the roof to blow the cold wind alone, and it was a whole night......