The cold moon, the cold wind, and the silence of all things. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this is not the scene that should be there in the Chinese New Year's Eve night, at this time all the households in Suzhou are closed, there is no lively noise, there is no beautiful scenery of flowers and thousands of trees in the east wind night, you can't even hear a dog barking. Yes, on the top of the moon, the smell of fear and death pervades the air.

Dangdang, the sound of three gongs comes from the east of Tangjia Lane, the sound is not loud, but the sound is in the ears, breathtaking. Five young men dressed in white with long swords on their backs, walking cautiously and lightly, slowly passing by, it can be seen from their slightly bulging clothes that they are all masters with unique skills. Immediately after, five women dressed in black, holding large knives, their steps were heavy and chaotic. Five people walked by, leaving a series of footprints on the stone brick floor.

The residents on the westernmost side of Tangjia Lane are not wealthy, with thatched houses with mud walls and broken doors and windows. Only a large willow tree outside the door stood out from the rest, its lush and slender branches dancing in the wind, like a drunken swordsman. Under the dim oil lamp, a ten-year-old child held Li Shangyin's poetry collection in his hand, but his eyes were fascinated by the moon outside the window.

"Zhuang'er!" a middle-aged man next to him was wiping a short sword in his hand.

"Daddy, the child is not distracted. The child was thinking that when Li Shangyin was ten years old, he couldn't go out to play on Chinese New Year's Eve, what kind of poem should he write?" The child named Zhuang'er turned his face to the big man.

"The Tang Dynasty is prosperous, the swordsman is proud, the poet is heroic, how can there be such a situation today. Dahan said.

"The more turbid the world, the more generous and heroic our generation should be, today's beautiful day, the day of the bright moon, why don't we learn the poets of the Tang Dynasty, look up to the sky and laugh and go out?"

The big man nodded, then shook his head again, and lowered his head to wipe the short sword in his hand.

"Why should Brother Qi shake his head, my generation is a wine bag and a rice bag, why can't I look up to the sky and laugh and go out. Come on, come out quickly, let's drink three hundred cups under Brother Liu, it's better than holding a bird out of the house. A voice rang out outside the door.

Zhuang Er shouted excitedly: "It's Uncle Zhu, it's Uncle Zhu." ”

The big man frowned: "Zhuang'er, stop talking, shouting like this will hurt your Uncle Zhu." ”

The big man outside the door smiled heartily: "Brother Laughing Buddha, we have lived for forty years in vain, but our realm is not as good as a child." ”

Qi Xiaofo said in a low voice: "At the moment of the great enemy, why should the virtuous brother of Jingtai listen to Huangkou Xiaoer's words." ”

A female voice came: "Big brother's words are wrong, I see that Zhuang'er has good roots, and he will become a big weapon in the future." You and I are also happy to go to Huangquan together today. ”

Zhu Jingtai also said: "The insider has prepared a table of banquets under Brother Liu, and Brother Laughing Buddha will come out quickly." ”

A stream of hot tears came out of his eyes, and Qi Xiaofo said in his heart, it turned out that the couple had already had the heart of death. It's better to be bitter than to be happy, or to die, before the jade is broken, getting drunk is also a beautiful thing.

"Daddy, I'll go too. Zhuang Er stood up.

Zhu Jingtai held Qi Xiaofo in one hand and Zhuang'er in the other, laughed, and walked towards the willow tree at the door.

The four of them sat down around the table, and Zhu Jingtai poured a full cup, and he didn't say hello, and drank it all. The woman stood up, respectfully took a glass of wine and handed it to Qi Xiaofo and said, "Big brother, thank you for taking care of my wife and wife for the past fifteen years, I thank Hua Niang for ......" Speaking of this, Xie Hua Niang choked up.

Qi Xiaofo smiled: "Haha, sister, this is treating me as an outsider." ”

Zhu Jingtai drank another glass: "Women, animals with rich emotions." After speaking, he got up and filled the wine glass in front of Zhuang'er.

The laughing Buddha said: "He can't afford this as a child." ”

Zhuang Er picked up the wine glass and said, "Although I don't understand what you say, it's a happy thing to be able to drink with Uncle and Aunt Zhu." He didn't drink, but walked up to Willow with a wine glass, knelt on his knees, and continued, "Uncle Liu, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and Ming'er is the New Year." This year there is always a strange smell, and the fathers, uncles and aunts always look different from previous years. However, Uncle Liu still looks amiable, and his nephew toasts you. As soon as he finished speaking, a glass of wine fell to the root of the tree.

It turned out that Qi Xiaofo, Zhu Jingtai, and Xie Huaniang were dignified and informal. Since the Zhu couple came to Tangjiaxiang in Suzhou fifteen years ago, they have been very similar. The three of them became brothers in life and death with the willow tree at the door. This old willow is also two or three hundred years old, four or five people can't come to the building at all, Qi Xiaofo said: "It's good to be like-minded, kowtow and worship regardless of age, Brother Liu is very old, you will be the eldest brother." I'll be the second brother when I'm a few years older. "The Zhu couple is the youngest, one is the third brother and the other is the fourth sister.

Qi Xiaofo said: "Actually, I understand the intentions of the virtuous brother. The Copper Bell Gang has long released the wind and wants to slaughter our Tangjia Lane on Chinese New Year's Eve, leaving not a single panting livestock. Brother Xian asked me out for a drink just to attract the attention of the Copper Bell Gang and give ordinary people more chances to escape. ”

Xie Huaniang said: "Hmph, the three of us brothers...... The kung fu of the four of them may not have lost to the Copper Bell Gang. ”

Zhuang Er asked, "What is the Copper Bell Gang, is it a very powerful monster?"

Zhu Jingtai looked up at the moon: "Three copper bells rang, and the evil ghost saw the king of Hades." I, Zhu Jingtai, have been on the run for a lifetime, and I don't want to run away anymore, and I don't want to burden innocent people anymore. ”

Zhuang Er asked again, "We are fine here, why should we run away, Uncle Zhu?"

"Yes, Zhuang'er, Uncle Zhu, I only understand this truth now, if I don't run away, I won't run away again. ”

Xie Huaniang stood up, sorted out her hair, and said: "Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and there is nothing to help, little sister, I will sing a song to you." ”

Xie Huaniang lifted her luck and sang slowly, with a different flavor. When the song was sung: "I want to kill the slave's house", as soon as the word "home" fell, a willow leaf swished like a golden dart to the opposite eaves. At that moment, someone blocked it with a sword, and the five men in white slowly fell to the ground, stood up, and prepared to fight.

Zhu Jingtai said: "The friends of the Tongling Gang arrived early, why did they hide in the dark and didn't come out to have a few drinks?"

None of the five people replied, and the white moonlight shone on the snow-white faces of the five people, which was terrifying and weird.

Zhu Jingtai took a sip of wine and said: "I think the Tongling Gang's qi should also be exhausted, otherwise the disciples who have joined the gang in recent years are either deaf or dumb. Zhu Jingtai was obviously sarcastic and irritating the other party.

The five men still did not answer.

Qi Xiaofo snorted and threw the wine glass at a square-faced man. The man did not dodge, his long sleeves were relaxed, and the sleeves of his robe rolled up the wine glass. With a twist of the sleeves of the robe, the wine glass turned into a myriad of powder and shot at the four of them.

Qi Xiaofo exclaimed: "Second brother, the martial arts of these dumb people are really powerful." ”