A pair of figures on a wooden stage babble and dance with flower guns, red candles and brocade dyeing phoenix crowns, the audience applauded non-stop, and occasionally copper plates flew onto the stage.

"Knock knock!" The big drum is beating, a pair of dancing lions are stepping on a wooden stake to grab a big red hydrangea, Nan Ke looks at the people coming and going, rubbing shoulders and heels, and buys a sugar gourd, and the feeling in his heart is a little indescribable, which is a rare peace and comfort in the wind and snow in the northern region.

"It would be a good thing if one day, the children of the Northern Regions could no longer come to be martial arts and laugh every day." Nan Cao sighed and walked to an old man's stall buying calligraphy and paintings: "Old man, can you lend me a pair of pen and ink?" ”

"Young man, you are not very old, but it is better to do this ink thing? Haha, the old man studied ink for the youth, and the young man wrote it down himself. The old gentleman stroked his goatee and said.

Nan Ke smiled, and when he hung the pen in front of the stall for a short time, he blotted the ink and put down the pen:

"Miscellaneous Poems Part I: Temple Fair"

The overlord kills the gun and the sword,

Gongs and drums roar and colorful lions dance.

Joy and sorrow make people's hearts,

Gods and ghosts wish to be in the temple. ”

A few simple sentences wrote about what he saw and thought at this temple fair, and the old gentleman was very happy: "The young man really has a bit of literary talent, but he is afraid that this money will pollute the young man's literary talent. ”

Nan Ke smiled lightly and saluted: "The old gentleman doesn't have to care a lot, a few strokes are nothing, if they can be sold, the few copper plates obtained will be regarded as a boy's gratitude to the old gentleman for studying ink." ”

The old gentleman's eyes narrowed with wrinkles, and he smiled: "The young man is generous, and the old man does not shirk it, thank you young man." ”

Nan Ke learned the etiquette of the Southern Dynasty and returned the courtesy, and then continued to visit the temple fair.

In the city god temple of Sinan City, incense is curling, and every household is willing to worship this city god on this day, in order to seek future blessings, if it is not spiritual, it should only be insincere.

Nan Ke learned from the local people, and also bought a few sticks of incense, waiting to incense the city god.

After queuing for a long time, I waited until Nan Ke, only when Nan Ke just burned incense and knelt down, his head suddenly throbbed, and he saw an old man in rags in a trance, sometimes with tears in his eyes, sometimes with murderous spirits, while drawing a knife and slashing, and kowtowing to this city god for a while, the opponent was a group of officers and soldiers dressed in the government for a while, and a person in a red robe for a while, and embroidery needles kept popping out of the cuffs.

"Manifestation! Lord Chenghuang has appeared! A startled cry interrupted Nan Cao's thoughts, he raised his eyelids in pain, only to see a colorful luster flowing in the temple, and a big-bellied woman kneeling beside Nan Cao, with tears in her eyes at this time, kept kowtowing to the city god.

Nan Ke came back to his senses, the colorful light gradually dissipated, and the people around him talked about it:

"It seems that if the daughter-in-law of the Wang family gives birth to a boy this time, she is destined to be the top talent, and if she is a woman, she must be everyone's best girl!"

"It doesn't have to be the daughter-in-law of the Wang family, maybe the old man of the city god is the spirit of the little brother in Tsing Yi!"

"Yes, that little brother has clear eyebrows, but he has a bit of talent!"

Nan Ke saw that the momentum was not right, and hurriedly got up and said: "Everyone, according to what you can see, this city god must be a manifestation to this woman, and she hasn't made a wish yet, how can the city god lord appear to you?" ”

The people are like this, some people say that some people believe it, everyone suddenly looked like they suddenly realized when they heard the words, and the daughter-in-law of the Wang family who was kneeling on the ground had tears in her eyes, and thanked her while kowtowing: "Thank you Lord Chenghuang for blessing, thank you Lord Chenghuang for blessing......"

Seeing that no one doubted him anymore, Nan Ke said a few words of joy, dealt with everyone and left.

On the way back to the inn, Nan Ke only felt that his mind was getting heavier and heavier, and he thought: What is going on? Who is the old man? Why did he come to Sinan City? What the hell is that colorful light!

Just entered the Southern Dynasty, this is the case, Nan Ke pressed his heart to suppress his troubles, and hurriedly ran upstairs as soon as he entered the inn, ignoring Xiao Er's greetings, and fell asleep.

…………

In the dream, Nan Ke saw the woman in red on the blue bridge again.

"You're finally here, it's been about four years, and you haven't come to see me again......" The woman's tone was as calm as a wave, but there was thunder in Nan Ke's ears.

"Who the hell are you? And who is the old man with the knife? Say! In his dream, Nan Ke actually pulled out the Xixue Sword out of thin air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the woman in red.

The woman was silent for a long time, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but Nan Ke could feel her eyes looking at her, as if there was a trace of sadness.

"Soldiers can fall asleep, some have grown...... Old man with a knife, have you seen Mr. Fang......"

"Who is Mr. Fang? Why did I meet him? Why do you have such strange dreams? Nan Ke's whole body tensed, ready to swing his sword at any moment.

"Mr. Fang, he's a good person, he should have hugged you......"

Nan Ke's heart was beating like a drum, but the next moment, I saw the woman's jade hand twisted, and a red leaf suddenly appeared in her hand: "Child, it's too early for you to know this, this thing is for you, this is considered a ...... It's the last thing I can do, remember to come and see me once in a while, I don't have much time left......"

I saw that the red leaves flew like sharp arrows, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Nan Kao's body, and they actually penetrated Nan Kao's body.

…………

Nan sat up violently, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he kept groping his body, looking for the red leaf, but he couldn't find it.

Nan Ke calmed down, sat at the table and poured a cup of tea: "Who is she, what is that leaf, she said that there is not much time, and asked me to go see her......"

Nan Ke's mind is complicated, he has never had that strange dream since Dabi four years ago, but it suddenly appeared at this time, he can't figure it out, the only thing he can know is that he has some intersection with Mr. Fang when he still can't remember, and the rest is no contact.

Nan Ke recalled the scene he saw in the City God Temple at that time, and suddenly remembered that the person attacked by Mr. Fang with a knife was wearing the official uniform of the Southern Dynasty.

"Is it an officer or soldier?" Nan Ke nodded, and now it seems that the breakthrough can only start from the south dynasty.

Nan Ke pushed open the window, and the cold moonlight sprinkled through the window, Nan Ke smiled bitterly: "This trip to the Southern Dynasty is really the right one...... Maybe it's just you, today is the wolf's tooth, tomorrow is the jade plate, hanging in the sky, don't worry, I live in the northern region, I go to the south with you, thank you, respect you! ”

As he spoke, he raised his teacup with both hands, replaced the wine with tea, and toasted the moon.

Nan Ke turned around, took out the pen and ink from a small bag he carried, and said with a smile: "I have a feeling today, essay!" ”

"Miscellaneous Poems II: Respecting the Moon"

The wind and snow from the north, the lone horse from the south,

Sake doesn't know the taste, but respects the people of the world.

The vast red dust road, the reckless summer frost,

Gu Ying is not a pair, only the moon accompanies him. ”

After writing and putting down the pen, all my thoughts are thrown aside, and when I wake up again, it will be tomorrow.