"Hear me! Hear me! The little ones go and arrange the food preparation immediately! "I really read it right just now, rich everyone, as soon as I came up, I ordered all the most expensive signature menus in our store, this moonlight is enough for me to reach the New Year, I am really the lucky cat of our store!

"Very good, very good. By the way, how to get around? ”

"There, it's very close to here, go to the alley at the east end of the market, and go inside!"

"Something?" The young man saw Xiao Er froze in place, staring at Qingmo with starry eyes, and his heart was unhappy.

"Huh? It's okay, it's okay, the small one will be arranged, please sit down, a little later! After that, Xiao Er rushed to the back kitchen, staggering, losing his usual stability.

The three of them sat at the pear blossom carved wooden table near the window, sorping the white dew of the West Mountain, looking out the window slightly, the warm light of the store softened their cold faces, and the ink umbrella was quietly placed on the wooden frame inlaid with various colors of beautiful pearls.

The woman's eyebrows are as cold as frost, the black hair hangs down to the waist, the green jade streamer is tied to the light bun at the back of the head, and the hairpin is hairpin with good mutton fat and white jade, the tulle covers the face, and the green clothes are as ethereal as smoke, just like the nine heavens of the immortals are unpredictable and undesecrated.

The young man took a big gulp, eating the bowl and staring at the plate, smashing it, smashing it, and living up to the reputation of being the first in the world!

"Sister Qingmo, let's stay here for one night, if you want to come to that mattress, it is also soft and comfortable, and the beautiful food and beauty will definitely find your dreams!" The young man smiled flatteringly, almost lewdly, and leaned in slightly with his head held high.

"Nope."

The smile is frozen.

"It's getting lateevening." The teenager said aggrievedly.

"Add another ten years to your service." Qingmo is quiet.

"The food in this shop is quite delicious, the fat powder chokes on the nose, and I can't sleep well, it's not early, let's go quickly!" The boy ran to the counter to settle the bill.

Anhefang is not as noisy as the main street, quiet and peaceful, from a distance I saw a house with a lantern hanging in front of the door, Ling Ye stepped forward to lightly buckle the head of the shop, the heavy cork wood inside, the family poked their heads out in displeasure, "What's the matter?" ”

"Does Shi Duo live here? We are her distant relatives, please let us know. ”

Jia Ding Hu glanced at the three of them suspiciously, except for the old man, the other two didn't seem to be fighting the autumn wind, "My housewife is indeed surnamed Shi, her name is Shi Jingcen, not Shi Duo, are you looking for the wrong person?" ”

Ling Ye smiled and pushed open the lacquer door, and the half-cut Jia Ding Leng was pushed coldly, "Sister Qingmo is here, come quickly." ”

The family was annoyed and shouted, "You and other madmen, don't be presumptuous, the front street is not far from the inspector's house, and I don't ask who my master's surname is, dare to tease the master in front of the door, I am tired of being crooked!" ”

"Xiao Ye, don't be rude." Qingmo moved to the bottom of the stairs, and his tone was gentle, "This master, we do have something to do with your housewife," the family got closer and saw that the woman in front of him had a gentle temperament and a moderate demeanor, so he put away his hostility, "It's just that the relative is the old man in the back, and the two of us were also entrusted to bring him here, I hope the master will be accommodating, and he will not miss the master's business." ”

"This..."The family glanced at the clumsy old man again, and saw that he was rubbing his hands, cramped and uneasy, this didn't look like the relatives that the master mother should have, and then turned back to the deep eyes of the blue ink, the eyelashes were like wings, the tails of the eyes were lightly raised, and the eyebrows were dotted with a white bead flower, and he was a little stupid for a while.

"In these years, who hasn't had a relative in distress?" Ling Ye said unhappily on the side.

Look again, the dog's eyes are gouged out for you.

"But..."The family was still staring at Qingmo.

"Loyalty is a matter of labor." Qingmo said politely.

The family went in solemnly to spread the word.

After a while, a young woman dressed in a lotus-colored fur fur hurriedly walked out, with a beautiful posture, like jade fragrant, and flakes of snow rose everywhere she passed.

"Who... Who's looking for me? Shi Jingcen's gaze crossed the green ink, swept over the night, and finally stopped on the gray-haired, slumped-back old man, "You are... Little uncle? ”

Under the cold moonlight, Shi Yun lowered his head and froze in place, looking a little overwhelmed.

Shi Jingcen walked towards Shi Yun step by step, looking at the person in front of him who was only in his thirties and was drooping and old, his hair was rough and gray, his body was crooked, he was in pain step by step, his eyes were full of tears, and finally he paused one step away from Shi Yun, as if he didn't believe that the person in front of him was a person in his memory, and he seemed to be heartbroken by the torture of the person in front of him, and finally hid his face and squatted on the ground and cried, "Why, why did you become like this... I've looked for you... I've been looking for..."

"Mother said that you were picked up by Uncle Ah Chu, but I can't contact him... I can't find you... I can't find it..."

"Why is this happening..."

"Why..."

A sobbing slammed into Shi Yun's fragile heart, and he took a slow step, wanting to comfort the woman in front of him who had spent a lot of happy times with him, but his thin hand paused when he was about to touch Shi Jingcen, and he looked at her quietly with red eyes.

He is no longer the teenager he once was, and she is no longer a child who needs his care, and the world changes too fast to make the reunion at a loss.

Shi Yun's memories were taken away, and the days of the fishing village's youth were blurred, and now he only remembered Shi Jingcen.

Ling Ye carried Qingmo on his back and gave Shi Jingcen a purple pearl to renew Shi Yun's life for another year.

It was another year of Xuandong, Shi Yun sat alone in the elegant courtyard, the bitter smell of medicine surrounded him, he looked at the snowflakes flying in front of him, trying to search for something from the depths of his memory, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and in a trance, he seemed to see a young man smiling and waving to him.

The cold wind suddenly rose, the snow particles were scattered, and the pearls fell to the ground.

Chapter 8 Floating Words

I have calculated the time, place, and people, but I have only missed you.

—Epigraph

Nanyang City is a world of businessmen, bustling and full of people.

The warm sunlight pours into this dazzling gold brick and blue tiles, shining, from a distance, the wide streets on both sides of the eaves horizontally, the signboard flags of the shops are scattered, fluttering high, the incense cars and BMWs are carved all over the road, the singers and dancers are swaying on the high platform built by Nanmu, and the comfortable and satisfied smiles in the crowd all reflect the proud comfort of the prosperous world here.

However, the dilapidated courtyard at the corner of the street is incompatible with this bustle. In the night, a gray-haired beggar squatted under the eaves, muttering something to himself...

"Mother, you see that white-bearded grandfather is so pitiful..."

"Whatever he does, just a beggar, it's been decades..."

Qingmo walked through the streets and alleys with an umbrella, the speed of the rapid brought gusts of wind, the flexibility of his body did not collide with any person, and the people who came and went turned back strangely and frequently, pointing and pointing.

"I said can you slow down, the person who goes a little later will not be reincarnated, Nanyang is such a beautiful place to take a good look, you look at the people on the street like a monster looking at you, it's still covered so tightly on a hot day, hey-" Ling Ye looked at Qingmo who disappeared from sight, and rolled his eyes, "It's still disheveled, and in broad daylight, I thought I hit a ghost, what should I do if I scare the child." ”

"This little brother is so handsome, come to the building to have fun." The fragrant wind gusted, the bells rang slowly, and the charming sound mixed with the fat powder swept into Ling Ye's nasal cavity, and a strange feeling rose in Ling Ye's heart inexplicably.

Looking at the sound, several dancers wearing revealing purple gauze covered their faces, their eyes were like silk, and their eyelids jumped and jumped.

No matter how cheesy the fat powder is, it can't hide the wisps of... Demonic spirit.

Ling Ye looked at the golden flower building, and quickly thought about it in his heart, and immediately put on the appearance of a suave nobleman, looking forward to life, the funny dancer chuckled again and again, and went inside with one of them.

Dog skin plaster.

Qingmo glanced at the Taoist who had been thrown off at the end of the alley, slapped off the yellow paper charm on the cuff, and snorted coldly.

When he first entered the WTO, Qingmo could not control his own breath well, and met a Mao Mountain Taoist in a deserted tavern in the mountains, who saw that Qingmo had an inhuman breath, and could not detect the internal force, and felt that he was an outlier in the world, and he had been chasing for more than ten years.

After tidying up his clothes for a while, Qingmo turned around and walked towards the depressed compound across the street, towards the crane-haired old man who was rising and filled with purple mist.

"Tell your story."

The old man's cloudy eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at the crowd scurrying in the distance, and his eyes were filled with misty.

"I am the son of Jia, the richest businessman in Nanyang, a brother and a friend, a family of five who are harmonious and harmonious, willing to give and make friends with others. Spring rest, the moon is like a hook, drink relatively, and the remaining cups are exhausted.

I always thought that the days would be as beautiful as the beginning, and the parents would live and be safe, and the brothers and sisters would be respectful and harmonious. However, the tree is big and the wind shakes the tree, and the name of the person is lost. When I was 10 years old, it all came to naught.

The Xia family, which was famous in Nanyang, was killed overnight, and the mansion was burned to the ground, leaving only the trembling rafters, and the former scenery was no longer seen. I escaped murder by spending the night in my father's cellar because I was greedy for wine, and this place was so secret that even my mother did not know about it. That night I followed my father and stayed here quietly, and witnessed everything through the cracks in the wooden planks, the brutal killing scenes, I almost fainted, I endured the pain in my heart, the fire reflected in my eyes, the blood leaked from the cracks in my nails, and the blood from my gums was chewed through.

After the murderer had checked it in waves, I escaped from the house at dawn and clutched the only thing the killer had left behind, a wooden plaque with an inscription attached to it. I swear that if my home is full, I will slaughter it.

Some people say that the Xia family did not know how to offend the powerful to incur the scourge of killing; Some people say that the Xia family did some disgraceful deeds and was raped and eliminated by the righteous people in the rivers and lakes; Some people say that prosperity is decline, heaven is ordinary, and the Xia family will fall sooner or later...

These rumors forced me to survive those difficult days, and I did not dare to suffer any damage if I did not avenge my blood revenge.