Chapter 147: The Sound of Firecrackers
(The last chapter of the second volume, more than 5,000 words, will not be broken down, and the second volume will total 121 chapters.) There is a chapter before twelve o'clock, which is a new volume)
Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.
Compared with the dry yellow grass and trees in the north, the warm climate of the dense mountain forests and the bursts of birdsong in the distance from the jungle are very amiable.
The huge and magnificent buildings of the Hunters stretched for miles, occupying the summit of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and in the deep mountains and old forests covered with dense jungles, it was extremely quiet and peaceful.
Hong Huangyan, dressed in white, squatted on a small hill a few miles away from the north of the main peak of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, lying next to her was a boring gluttonous pig's head, squinting and dozing off, very comfortable.
Hong Huangyan just sat with her head in her hands, looking at the north with her eyes glazed, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Sister Yeon!"
A shout came from a distance, and then a delicate figure fell to the ground like a light bird in the sky, and after glancing at the indifferent huge beast gluttony, he sat down beside Hong Huangyan and muttered: "Sister Yan, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here?"
Hong Huangyan came back to her senses, glanced at the handsome woman sitting beside her, and said with a smile: "What are you looking for me to do?
The woman known as Xiuxiu is Hong Huangyan's nominal maid, who has grown up with Hong Huangyan since she was a child, and now she and Hong Huangyan have long been sisters. said to be a maid, but it is really counted, but it is the same as Hong Huangyan's status among the hunters, because this Xiuxiu has grown up with Hong Huangyan since she was a child, and her temperament has followed Hong Huangyan, and not only has a harmonious relationship with Hong Huangyan, but also has a very good relationship with Hong Huangyan, and even Hong Huangkong Mountain, so no one in the entire hunters really dares to treat this lawless woman as a maid, even if it is a sect that is friendly with the hunters, every New Year's festival will come to visit the New Year and prepare an extra gift to this Xiuxiu, who is nominally a maid, is enough to see its high statusγ
It's just that because her temperament follows Hong Huangyan, Xiuxiu is restless all the year round, and she makes trouble in the mountains all day long, and the big guy still has nothing to do with her.
Xiuxiu stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "How can it, Sister Yan, we are good people, how can we cause trouble." β
"It's strange to believe you. "Hong Huangyan doesn't have a good airway.
Xiuxiu smiled, leaned over to Hong Huangyan's side, and said, "Sister Yan, it's been a few days since you came back, why don't you see you all day long, don't you miss that person?"
As she spoke, Xiuxiu also stretched out her hand and pointed north. As for that person, he was naturally the guy who was brought back by the Lord of the Flood Desolation Gate when he was dying last time.
Hong Huangyan's face turned red, she glared at Xiuxiu, who was open-mouthed, and retorted with a red face: "What's the matter?"
Xiuxiu didn't believe it at all, she just sat there and said to herself: "Sister Yan, what do you want that fool to do, how many young people should be in our Honghuang Gate, you have to look good, you have to be cultivated, the key is that your brain is still smart." According to me, Sister Yan, you can just pick one on the mountain. β
Hong Huangyan said angrily: "He's not stupid, besides, there are so many young and handsome people, why do you fall in love with my brother, his temper is so ugly, and he is so lazy?"
The fool in Xiuxiu's mouth is not groundless, nor is it deliberately slandered, but the first thing Chen Tianze saw at the time of his dying last time after sleeping in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain for half a month was Xiuxiu in front of him, Chen Tianze hadn't figured out the situation at that time, and he couldn't open his mouth, and after rolling his eyes a few times, he was regarded by Xiuxiu as having a brain problem, in short, he was stupid, so Xiuxiu stubbornly called him a fool, and no one could resist it.
It's not that Chen Tianze didn't know about this matter, but every time he wanted to prove that he was not a fool in Xiuxiu's mouth during that time, he had a feeling that he was getting darker and darker, and finally had to let it go.
"Huh?" Xiuxiu's originally delicate face turned red instantly, and after a panicked sound, she hurriedly got up, turned around and ran away in shame. It's just that after running two steps, he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly turned around and said: "The master asked me to bring a message to Sister Yan, saying that Sister Yan is not at ease when she comes home, is she going to rebel, believe it or not, the master will beat that fool with his own hands." β
After that, Xiuxiu disappeared without a trace, and the pig's head lying on the ground finally raised his head, glanced at the direction where Xiuxiu left, and thought thoughtfully.
After hearing Xiuxiu's words, Hong Huangyan sneered and muttered, "What kind of vinegar do you eat?" β
Immediately, Hong Huangyan looked at the north and said softly: "Spring Festival reunion, but who can you find to reunite? It should be very lonely, right?"
"It's lonely. β
Hong Huangyan lowered her head and asked herself, then clenched her fists, as if she had made up her mind, turned around and patted the pig's head, and one man and one beast went to the Hunting Heaven Gate.
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Imperial capital.
In the depths of the bustling street, a slightly shabby young man squatted at the mouth of a small alley, carrying a broken knife at his waist, holding a steaming bun wrapped in oiled paper in his hand.
There was also a beautiful woman dressed in white like snow sitting next to the young man, her appearance was handsome, more beautiful than the woman walking along the street, but I don't know why this young man didn't look at the people around him, but stared directly at the passers-by.
"The imperial capital is big, there are many people, and there are more rich people. Tsk, this meat bun is also delicious, peony, thank you for your buns, we will be developed in the future, please eat buns, be full!" The young man was Mu Xiaotian, who was carrying a rusty broken knife to the rivers and lakes, squatting on the ground at this time, like a ruffian.
The beautiful woman sitting next to her nodded calmly, the corners of her mouth raised, and she smiled gently, which was regarded as a reply.
Mu Xiaotian never looked back at the beautiful woman's face, but just gobbled up the bun in his hand, and then casually threw away the oil paper in his hand, and was about to wipe his hands on his clothes, but suddenly handed a white handkerchief beside him.
Mu Xiaotian was stunned, took the handkerchief casually, wiped it indiscriminately, and said with a smile: "You people in the city are exquisite, not afraid of your jokes, when Xiaotian and I were wandering the rivers and lakes, the poor jingle sounded, oh, of course, now it is also a jingle bell." Ha ha. When I wandered the rivers and lakes with Xiaotian, there was a girl who accompanied me, and at first it was so exquisite, but later, it was difficult to even eat a full meal, and what kind of hands did you wipe, the girl's handkerchief was also so white that it was useless, and then it was given to Xiaotian, saying what a love token, haha, Xiaotian was happy, holding a handkerchief happily, that girl was not shy, the two always hugged and hugged in front of Lao Tzu, it was really angry. β
"Later, again, because when digging the bird's nest, Xiaotian fell from the tree, his elbow was broken, and he grinned in pain, and the handkerchief was used as an object to bandage the wound, but in the end it was lost, or what, I have forgotten. β
Mu Xiaotian chattered, and the woman named White Peony sat quietly beside him, listening calmly to his chatter.
"What happened later?" Seeing that Mu Xiaotian suddenly stopped talking, Bai Peony frowned and wondered.
"Dead. Mu Xiaotian paused for a long time and said: "Died in front of Xiaotian, I didn't dare to mention this stubble when I saw Xiaotian last time, for fear that Xiaotian wouldn't be able to bear it and cry." β
"Oh. Bai Peony replied lightly, but looking at the silhouette squatting next to him, there was suddenly an indescribable throbbing.
Mu Xiaotian sighed, he sat directly on the cold ground, casually put the oil-stained handkerchief into his arms, and muttered: "I'll take this handkerchief first, and then return it to you when I wash it." β
"Hmm. β
White Peony nodded.
Mu Xiaotian's emotions came and went quickly, his eyes stared directly at a pair of big-assed and big-breasted sisters not far away, his eyes were about to fall, and he muttered: "The people in this city are well maintained, you look at that skin, tsk, it's so white, and it must feel great." Xiaotian didn't touch it back then, every time he was rubbed with oil, I looked greedy, Xiaotian said you go buy a steamed bun and touch it yourself, you know what it feels like. It's just that there was not even a copper plate at that time, where did the money come from to buy steamed buns, and now that I have touched the steamed buns, that feeling, tsk. β
Speaking of this, Mu Xiaotian, a fool who realized it later, finally stopped, turned his head and secretly glanced at Bai Peony, and when he saw that her expression was extremely calm, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and glanced at the street again, the same as his previous eyes.
It's just that what Mu Xiaotian didn't know was that after he turned his head, the white peony with a calm face pouted and glared at him fiercely.
"That old Zhao Tou said that when the New Year is over, he will find a few masters to learn from each other, and I don't think he is well-intentioned. Mu Xiaotian suddenly spoke.
Then he turned his head, looked at the slightly stunned white peony, and muttered: "Lao Zhaotou asked you to follow me, most of the time it was not good, you still don't follow me anymore, you look like you have a feeling of flowers inserted in cow dung, I am the lump of cow dung! Peony, you should find a man as handsome as Xiao Tian, of course, Xiao Tian must be at odds with you, after all, the two of you have a fight." β
"Seeing that the New Year is coming, don't waste time on me, I'm a trivial matter, I'm afraid of delaying you." I'll go to the old man's side and say, don't worry, if he dares not to nod, Lao Tzu won't compete, see who is a cow. β
Mu Xiaotian swore an oath.
Bai Peony looked stunned, then his face became gloomy, and he didn't refute, but just stretched out his hand.
"What?" Mu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, looking puzzled.
"Give me back the handkerchief. Bai Peony looked at Mu Xiaotian with a gloomy face.
Mu Xiaotian was obviously startled, and said, "Isn't it that you haven't washed it yet, I'll return it to you when it's clean." β
"No, I don't have to. There was a faint hint of anger on Bai Peony's handsome cheeks.
Mu Xiaotian, who couldn't help it, had to sigh and handed the handkerchief in his arms to Bai Peony. After taking the handkerchief, Bai Peony turned his head and left directly, leaving Mu Xiaotian to sit alone at the mouth of the alley.
After Bai Peony left completely, Mu Xiaotian glanced at the depths of the alley, then turned his head and continued to look at the bustling crowd on the street, and muttered: "Xiaotian is right, you must be self-aware to be a man." β
After staring at the street for a long time, Mu Xiaotian was suddenly startled, and slapped his thigh, it seemed that his hand was heavy, and he grinned in pain when he slapped him, and shouted: "I'll wipe it, what will Lao Tzu eat and drink when she leaves?"
"White girl, wait for me, Sister Peony, wait for me, I'm teasing you. Chen Tianze hurriedly got up, turned around and ran towards the alley, but unexpectedly, after running a few steps, a figure stood there, looking at Mu Xiaotian's stunned appearance, and the flowers and branches trembled with laughter.
Mu Xiaotian was completely dumbfounded, looking at the woman's appearance of laughing like this for the first time, her saliva was about to flow out, and she muttered: "The beauty of this special mother." β
The white peony who hadn't left just stood there, the corners of his eyebrows couldn't hide the smugness, seeing Mu Xiaotian staring at him like this, he unconsciously blushed his cheeks, but he never stopped shouting.
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In the Afflicted Land of the Holy Empire, on the cliff on the edge of a vast snow-capped mountain, stands a massive palace.
The palace is located on the edge of a cliff above the snow-capped mountain, as if embedded in the mountainside, extremely steep. In the center of the palace, which is carved and piled up with huge stones, is a wide platform square, and the ground of the square is actually polished from a whole piece of rock, and the subtle lines are all over the platform, which is magnificent.
The cold wind mixed with the old snowflakes whistled endlessly, and at this moment, two thin figures were prostrate on this incomparably wide platform, holding the pen and paper with their red and even frozen hands, lying on the ground to trace the delicate patterns that had existed here for some time.
After a long time, one of the thin figures raised his head, straightened his hair that was messy by the wind, looked at the figure in the distance who was still struggling, and said softly: "Sister Liu Mei, are you okay?"
The two of them are Sang Yu and Liu Mei who were taken away by Luo Qi from Shangjun, and here, it is the oldest deity of the Holy Empire, Xiuning Palace!
Hearing Sang Yu's shout, Liu Mei raised his head, glanced at the bloodstained paper in his hand, nodded and said, "Okay." β
With that, the two of them got up and walked to the rear, most of the pen and paper in their hands were stained with blood, and their cheeks were extremely red from the cold wind.
"Sister Liumei, is it almost the New Year?" Sang Yu ignored the pain of his palm being frozen and cracked, and just chuckled.
Liu Mei nodded and said, "According to the calculation, tomorrow will be the Chinese New Year's Eve." β
"Let's make dumplings when we go back, shall we?" Sang Yu smiled happily.
Liu Mei nodded, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the two of them unconsciously glanced to the south.
"What do you think Brother Tianze will be like next time he sees us?"
"I don't know, I guess I'm surprised, right?"
"Then let him be surprised, hehe. β
"Well, let's work together!"
At the corner of the square, a figure stood in the dark, looking at the big and the small, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then subconsciously glanced south, and said softly: "Will you be surprised?"
"Yes. β
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Zhi'en Lou finally no longer has customers, first, the entire Xihe County began to rumor that the beautiful Fan boss is actually famous, even the Tiger Head Gang does not dare to provoke the big man, everyone naturally has no need to touch the mold, after all, it is the New Year, and it is definitely not suitable to run out at this time.
In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Chen Tianze got up early, went to write a few couplets upside down, and then let Fan Zhihua boil some paste, then pulled Lao Qu and the two around to paste couplets, Yan Jiansan also seemed to be interested, sitting with slanted eyes and pointing to help several people correct the direction of the couplet.
The cooks in Zhi'en Building have already gone home for the New Year, so Fan Zhihua personally cooks for everyone to prepare a sumptuous and delicious Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.
Although there were almost no people in the huge restaurant, it didn't feel deserted at all, but because of Yan Jiansan's shouting and drinking, Chen Tianze's scolding and scolding were particularly warm.
After the iron-fisted couplet, Fan Zhihua made a pot of hot tea for the three of them, and the three of them leaned back on their chairs and finally rested.
Chen Tianze took the hot tea, glanced at Yan Jiansan, who had a flat expression, and said with a smile: "Senior, how long has it been since the New Year has been so lively?"
Yan Jiansan glanced at him, too lazy to take care of it. But he glanced at the big blessing word at the door, ten years, or twenty years?
Chen Tianze smiled, very proud. smiled: "During this time, thanks to the feeding tricks of my predecessors, I felt a lot." β
Since Chen Tianze came back from Hanoi County a few days ago, Yan Jiansan and Lao Qu took Chen Tianze out of the city every day, and took turns to ravage Chen Tianze in the dense forests outside the city, which really beat Chen Tianze enough. At first, Chen Tianze couldn't bear it, but after a few days, Chen Tianze became more and more proficient, and of course the number of beatings was still the same, because in the past few days, Yan Jiansan and Lao Qu had taken turns to fight together, and it was strange that Chen Tianze did not suffer losses.
Yan Jiansan finally gained momentum and said: "It's far away, the way of martial arts, to put it bluntly, it is sharpened, just feeding the tricks is not enough, a few more life and death fights, you can understand the doorway." The surname Chen will have your hardships in the future. β
Chen Tianze smiled and nodded.
The sky gradually darkened, and Fan Zhihua's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, which had been busy all day, was also served on the table. I thought that this proprietress never cooked herself, and her skills must be average, but I never thought that it was full of color, flavor, and taste, which made several people move their appetites.
Of course, Fan Zhihua didn't forget to prepare a stall of aged wine, poured a glass per person after sitting down, picked up chopsticks, and a table of four people ate and drank so lively, even Yan Jiansan and Lao Qu, who had always been too lazy to speak, also chattered a lot of messy things, which made everyone laugh.
Syllable!
A crisp sound sounded in the streets, followed by the sound of crackling firecrackers that resounded throughout Xihe County.
Chen Tianze glanced at the brilliant fireworks outside the window, and then invariably picked up the wine glass, touched a glass, and drank it all.
The sound of firecrackers resounded in the night sky, bidding farewell to the old year.