Shaoqing didn't know if she had a relationship with any girl, and asked Bi Yuan, the kid also shook his head, catching the red tassel, the red tassel didn't know, he liked to run to Hualiu Lane for no reason, as a man, is it necessary to explain why?

It seems unnecessary.

In the small courtyard in the northeast, Bai Kui was busy cleaning up the kennels of the two little milk dogs at the end of the corridor, and Shaoqing was sitting under the eaves of the porch outside looking at the heavy snow in a daze.

It seems that the prosperous and brilliant place is brewing an unknown disaster, what will become of this place in a few days, or it will remain the same, no one knows, Shaoqing picked up the remnant sword in his hand, and his heart was a little confused.

"It's so cold, why don't you wear more clothes?" Qiao Yu, who came at some point, put on a cloak for the people here.

Looking up at the girl, the girl dressed in red looked so smart in such a snowy night, Shaoqing consciously smiled on her face, reached out to hold her hand, pulled her to sit aside, inserted the remnant sword back into the scabbard, and looked at the starry sky with a somewhat desolate smile, "I suddenly remembered my father." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Yu's heart tightened, and he looked back at the person sitting next to him, for a long time, "I also miss the master, I don't know if he will come back." ”

This was originally an unknown, Shaoqing naturally didn't know what to say, looked at the girl next to her for a while, and finally laughed, "I still want my sister to comfort and comfort me, but you're going to cry." ”

Qiao Yu wiped away the tears that were about to slip out of the corners of his eyes, "Who cried ......?"

Shaoqing "hehe" stupid music twice, I didn't know what to say for a while, Bai Kui over there came here to be a light bulb after taking care of the two little milk dogs, until he fell asleep on the girl's legs, and the silly boy here coughed dryly.

"I don't know if I should tell you something...... Shaoqing hesitated.

Qiao Yu touched Bai Kui's head, "Then don't talk about it, wait for these things to pass, and then talk to me well." ”

"But ......" Shaoqing stared at his toes, "I think...... It's better to say it first, during this time, I always have a bad feeling. ”

As soon as the person here said a word, the girl's hand stroking Bai Kui's hair somehow tore off the red rope on the braid, Shaoqing looked at it and jumped in her heart, but she still continued, "If something really happens this time, sister, you ...... But don't do stupid things for me anymore, no matter what happens now, the road will always be long, and the sun will always come out again. ”

Qiao Yu stroked the broken red rope in his hand, bit his lip slightly, and only after a while, did he speak, "Then, let me ask you, what if something happened to me? Just like more than a hundred years ago, what if history repeats itself?"

Stared at by a pair of hazy teary eyes, Shaoqing never expected that the girl in front of her would say such a thing, and immediately reached out to cover her mouth, which seemed to be particularly taboo, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Qiao Yu, who was blocked from speaking, looked at him, tears slid down from his eyes like beads of broken threads, seeing that there was an ominous foreknowledge like this, which made Shaoqing look at the pain in his heart, looked at each other, and was speechless for a while.

The catastrophe is coming, and everyone has an indescribable feeling in their hearts, perhaps a couple of people a hundred years ago had said such similar things here, such a scene made Shaoqing feel inexplicably familiar, an extremely terrifying familiarity.

Gently taking away the hand that refused to let go, Qiao Yu's voice couldn't stop choking, "Xiaoqing, promise me, no matter what, you have to be good, okay?"

Shaoqing was nervous for a while by this girl's words, and finally reacted back, rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, pulled the little white ghost aside, held the girl tightly in her arms, and whispered in her ear, "It's all going to be fine, no one will leave anyone, we'll all be fine, I want you to be my wife in the future, who won't be good......"

That being said, there is still an indescribable depression in my heart, could it be that my father was like this back then?

In no one answered.

When the lamp came back, it was already the next day, and Shaoqing, who was transferred to the city by Xiang Liu, was squatting on a high snowdrift to look into the distance, but it was still a vast white world, and he couldn't see who was tall and who was bottom.

Burning the lamp is really burning the lamp, although Jin Cicada saw that his master who came back from the dead did not show anything, but his heart was also excited, and the beads in his hand were about to be crushed by him.

The earthly grievances between the lamp and the burial valley in this life and this life have come to an end, of course, this is not what Shaoqing and they care about, the most important thing now is the year.

"Dear donors, redeem the words of the old man, this time, I am afraid that a great disaster is coming. The resurrected Burning Lamp seemed to be a little depressed this time, and the words he said became pessimistic, which made the people around him feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

"Senior, but what happened?" Yan Qing asked on the side, his expression very serious.

Randen handed the red light that he picked up from nowhere to Jin Chan, and said, "It's okay, it's just that on the way back, I met someone." ”

Hearing this, everyone frowned slightly, looked left and right to see if there was a face, but they didn't find it, and finally they could only put the focus back on this person, lighting the lamp and not looking at other people, just glanced at Shaoqing, who was quite far away from him, walked to the person, and took out something from his arms, "Can the little donor recognize this thing?"

Shaoqing looked at the thing in his hand, it was just a string of beads, and the condition was not bad, and he nodded at the moment, "I also have a string here." As he spoke, he picked up Bai Kui's wrist next to him and showed him a string of beads that were no longer enough to be counted, "Master, do you have anything to say?"

Lighting the lamp said: "Little donor, do you remember who used this thing back then?"

Shaoqing said: "Lord Momen, but I heard that it was given to him by an old man. ”

Lighting the lamp said: "Does the little donor know who that person is?"

As soon as he heard this, Shaoqing smiled, "I haven't seen it, how can I know it?"

Ran the lamp and said: "Do you still remember the old man who recited poetry in the lonely teahouse?"

Shaoqing paused for a moment, finally had some memory, and nodded, "Yes, I remember, but it's been too long, it's not clear, the master can just say it if he has something to say, and I don't know what you're going to do if you continue to be so verbose!"

was kicked by Yan Qing on the side, grinned in pain, lit the lamp and ignored them, and only said: "He is the senior brother of your ancestor, withered." ”

As soon as these words came out, the people present fell into silence in an instant, everyone look at me, I look at you, ambiguous for a while, they didn't have any impression of this person, and finally Shaoqing frowned, "How is it possible!?"

Randen raised his eyebrows, "How could it be?"

Shaoqing, "......"