After worshipping the Buddha, he sat alone in the courtyard, and his eyes became more and more hideous and ugly in the dim light of the fire candle.

Silent night, quiet people.

After a while, there was a noise on the wall.

Blind Song looked up, only to see a person standing on a high place, looking at himself without saying a word, the dark clothes and the dark night, the whole person seemed to melt in.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the man in black was the first to ask, "Got it?" ”

Blind Song's hoarse voice sounded again, and he also spit out a few words and asked, "You did it?" ”

After each said three words, they returned to an unusual silence again.

Neither the man in black nor the blind Song answered each other's questions directly, but they both received definite answers.

After a while, Blind Song spoke again.

"Reckless."

"Suicidal."

"Don't know?"

"He didn't say it."

The two of you say a word to me, but each of them cherishes words like gold.

"Broken thread?"

"Look again."

"See what?"

"Look who's in a hurry."

"Hmm...... Reasonable. ”

Then, again, silence returns.

The man in black looked at the blind Song, and the blind Song looked at the man in black.

This time, it was the man in black who spoke again.

"You're not in a hurry?"

Blind Song was stunned.

"What am I anxious about?"

"Hmm...... I don't know. ”

Blind Song grinned.

"Hearty."

He paused and said, "Their voices are gone, and you still can't put your mind at ease?" It's been so many years, you've come to see me like this, next time you change your body? ”

The man in black also smiled.

"Be careful and live long."

"Stingy. You know me, but I don't know you. ”

"Where, I'll bring you wine next time."

Blind Song's one-eyed eyes narrowed suddenly, revealing a fierce color.

"Is it true?"

"Absolutely."

"That'...... Aren't you? ”

Through the face towel, Blind Song could feel that the face of the man in black froze.

Then a chuckle came from the wall: "Hey, Duoxin." ”

Blind Song was still staring at him, staring at him.

"And how do you know?"

This time, Blind Song didn't get a positive reply, and the scene cooled down again.

The man in black turned his head sideways, as if to think about how to answer the question.

Blind Song's hands on his knees slowly moved to the back of the chair, gently holding the two familiar handles, and just as he was about to pull them out, the man in black looked over again, shook his head and said, "I can't say it." ”

Blind Song paused, his eyes were shining, his voice was a little higher, and he asked, "Can't you say?" ”

An astonishing murderous aura rose from the figure in the courtyard, and even the surrounding air froze for a few minutes, and the temperature plummeted!

Seeing this, the man in black moved, and wanted to take precautions, but he finally stopped and did not move.

Blind Song said again: "A reason, let me believe it." Otherwise...... We'll have to go with one of them. ”

The man in black shook his head and said: "One reason, my identity is indeed other than Qixingtang, but it is not good for you to let you know, believe it or not." If you don't believe it, we've just done it, and I wonder how you've been able to sit in this seat for so many years. ”

After that, the aura on the man in black did not rise but fell, and the whole person relaxed, swaying slightly in the waves of murderous aura emanating from Blind Song's body.

Blind Song stared at the black-clothed man on the wall, after all, he didn't choose to really do it, the murderous aura in his body slowly converged, his hands were pulled out from behind the chair, he didn't take anything, and he reverted to the original coffin shop owner who was silent.

The figure of the man in black no longer swayed, and he said easily: "I'll just say, the old man who can communicate with the Tibetan messenger for decades has eyesight." Since he can be found, there is conclusive evidence. If I kill one of them to gain your trust, I will destroy the great things above. ”

Blind Song sat still and said calmly: "If you have any action next time, remember to say it in advance." ”

"The old rules, you take, I send, do not interfere with each other. I don't need to tell you what I'm doing, do I? This time I'm just here to inform you, someone found one, died, and the next time someone comes over there, you remember to ask the messenger to carry a message back, so as not to make people think that Qixingtang is eating dry rice. ”

Blind Song was rejected, but he only squinted his eyes and did not speak.

After the man in black finished speaking, he asked again: "When is the next time?" Ten days later? ”

Blind Song said slowly: "I'll take it, you send it, just wait." ”

The man in black nodded, and turned to leave.

The courtyard of the coffin shop fell silent again, and only Blind Song sat alone in the dim light of the fire.

The man in black jumped up to the ridge of the house, looked at the blind Song who was still sitting still from a distance in the night, snorted softly in his nose, and then moved, and disappeared without a trace.

If this curfew law has existed since ancient times, the common people have naturally had a way to deal with it a long time ago.

Since you are not allowed to go on the street, you are in your own yard. Drinking, singing, and having fun, as long as you don't get caught patrolling the streets, you can do whatever you want.

The high-ranking families in the county have long understood this.

With the strength of the Nanxi County Ya, it must not be too strict. And if you want to talk about Lord Xie's style of doing things, or the style of Wu Xiancheng, it is even more offensive, and the top and bottom are at ease.

Although ordinary people don't have those kinds of pastimes, no one cares about drinking a little wine in their own homes quietly and steadily.

So, after Fang Tai cleaned up the chores in front of the medical hall, inside and out, he closed the door panel, and when he returned to the backyard to rest, he saw Hu Sanzhen lying on a bamboo chair with a pot of good wine in his hand.

He still looks lazy, like his master Fang You.

Two fingers pinched a small wine cup, swaying slowly in the night, humming softly some minor tunes from nowhere.

Seeing Fang Tai appear, Hu Sanzhen's eyelids lifted, and he said, "It's Gao Tai, not bad, very diligent." Come on, come on, sit with the old man for a while. ”

Fang Tai answered, put the towel on his shoulders casually, and sat down on the stool next to Hu Sanzhen.

"Do you know how to drink?"

"Mr. Hui, it will."

"Oh, it's pretty simple, it's terrifying! Go, and fetch a cup of wine for yourself. ”

Fang Tai hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, didn't Mr. Mu say that drinking hurts his body." ”

Hu Sanzhen smacked his lips and said: "They are all young people, where do they understand the goodness of the contents of this cup." As the saying goes, tea is to cleanse troubles, wine is to forget worries, and a cup of forgetting worries and then eliminating sorrows. ”

Fang Tai was stunned.

Hu Sanzhen tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Tai shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that you just said this, sir, I heard another senior say it." ”

Hu Sanzhen looked happy and said: "There are still people in the same way, who is this person?" ”

"This senior is a master of the rivers and lakes I met on the way, with a rough personality and a good wine."

"Oh? And so it was! Did he tell you to drink wine? ”

Fang Tai recalled the conversation between Shen Jingxing and Liu Ruomu that he had heard before, and said embarrassedly: "That's not the case...... In fact, at that time, this senior was persuading his friend to quit drinking alcohol and tea, and to cultivate his body and temperament......"

Hu Sanzhen lay back and said, "Hey, it's boring." ”

He looked at Fang Tai again and said, "Brother pastor just asked the old man to drink less, and he didn't say quit drinking, two different things. So what are you waiting for? Can't wait for the old man to get it for you in person? ”

Fang Tai hurriedly got up.

took the wine cup, filled it for himself, touched Hu Sanzhen, and the two of them drank it all.

A hot sensation spread from his throat to his stomach, causing Fang Tai to cough.

"Ahem, ahem...... What kind of wine is this, sir? What's the matter, ahem, so spicy? ”

Hu Sanzhen didn't react, but closed his eyes, carefully feeling the pungency of the wine, and his expression was full of nostalgia.

"This is the Northwest Burning Knife, how is it, haven't you drunk it?"

Fang Tai pressed down the discomfort, and then a warmth rose from his abdomen and spread into his limbs, which was very comfortable in this slightly cold night.

"Whew...... Wine! ”

Hu Sanzhen glanced at Fang Tai twice in surprise and said, "Ouch, the amount of wine is good." One more! ”

After three rounds of drinking, both of them felt lazy and slightly drunk, but they were also in good spirits.

"This wine, you can't drink it alone, it's boring. Here, have another drink! This burning knife is the wine transported by Shuo Fang, and it is the favorite of the officers and soldiers in the army, and drinking more can increase courage. ”

The wine was drunk in place, and the two of them talked more.

"Why does the gentleman like to drink this wine?"

"The old man joined the army back then."

"Folding Mansion?"

"Heh, the old man is a military doctor who was invited by the army!"

"That's right, sir's ability is naturally not comparable to those big-headed soldiers."

"Gao Tai, I heard you say before, your parents are gone?"

"Well, my grandfather brought me up, and I have long forgotten what my father and mother looked like."

"I see that you and Xiu'er are the same age, and your father and I are estimated to be about the same age. I take the liberty of asking, why not? ”

Fang Tai shook his head and said, "I don't know, my grandfather won't say it and won't let me ask." ”

Hu Sanzhen was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "The way of heaven killing is either a natural disaster or a military disaster. ”

He looked up at the moon in the sky and asked, "Then what are your plans for the future?" ”

Fang Tai also raised his head with him, but he couldn't say it for a long time.

Future?

The revenge of the dart game has not been avenged, even the heart Gu has not been removed, Lin Chengyong's father has not been found, Wutian Pavilion's plot has not been investigated, the cause of his father's death and his own life experience are still unclear, and the master does not know where to go.

Let's take it one step at a time.

Thinking about it, Fang Tai suddenly felt that he was in a state of flux, and his expression was gloomy.

Hu Sanzhen looked at this young man and couldn't help but feel pity.

All the relatives in the family are gone, and the grandfather who raised him is also gone, and he ran thousands of miles away alone to find his relatives and pounced on nothing.

Hey, hey!

Hu Sanzhen patted Fang Tai on the shoulder, pulled him back from his thoughts, and said, "Gao Tai, don't think too much about it first, work hard here in the hospital, and you will be able to live a good life sooner or later." With an old man for a day, there will be a place for you for a day, rest assured! ”

Fang Tai couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the thin old man and the curly goatee, and then smiled and nodded heavily.

"Thank you, sir!"