"Su Hong, if you really return to Huai'an Town, then will you come to this long street where the whole town is happy tonight?"

Zhou Ting's gaze fell on the crowd of people boiling on both sides of the street below, and she had a faint feeling in her heart that Su Hong might appear in her field of vision tonight, stepping on the ice and snow of the long street.

The people on both sides of the street will never stop celebrating this big day because of anyone's loss and melancholy.

On the long street, everyone seemed to have a common tacit understanding on this day, and placed a fireworks barrel in front of their respective shops.

The shopkeeper standing on the side, holding a candle that had already been lit in his hand, just waiting for the familiar sound that spread throughout the long street.

Behind the shopkeeper, the excited eyes of children stared at the fireworks barrels on the ground.

The woman who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks looked back at her husband and son, and her eyes were filled with happiness.

Then, the old mayor, who was wearing a coat and a hat, and his face was full of wrinkles, staggered to the center of the long street, and shouted loudly in his hoarse voice.

"Folks, it's the New Year, light up all your fireworks............"

At this moment, everyone cheered, bent down and brought the candle close to the lead of the fireworks.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom............. “

Layers of sound echoed in the night sky of this snowy town, and the colorful fireworks bloomed its unique beauty.

"The smell of home. “

Su Hong looked up, what a familiar scene, a happy smile appeared on his face, stepped on the ice and snow all over the ground, and ran briskly towards the gate of Huai'an Town.

The cheers of the crowd in his ears made his pace speed up a few points, and the familiar scenes on both sides of the street made Su Hong think of the scenes of the old man holding his hand and walking by on the long street in Su Hong's heart.

"Su Hong......" Zhou Ting looked at the figure running through the wind and snow on the long street in surprise.

She hadn't had a smile on her face for many days, but at this moment she slowly stretched out, turned around and ran down the stairs and ran out of the gate of Tianyue Inn.

"Long time no see, are you okay?" Su Hong looked at the ancient locust tree that had stood on the long street for many years, but was not flourishing, and the picture of holding a book and flipping through the tree when he was a child was like yesterday, close in front of him.

Su Hong stopped, and then his gaze stayed on the white-haired old man with his back to the tree, burying his head in the pig's trotters.

"Another poor wandering old man, even Chinese New Year's Eve can only be spent in this wind and snow!" Su Hong shook his head, he wanted to step forward to do something for this old man, only then did he remember that there was not the slightest silver in his arms.

Under the locust tree, the old man who was gnawing on the pig's trotters, seeing that the person in front of him was a young man, he first took a row, and then the pig's trotters that gnawed only bones in his hands fell to the ground with a "glare".

The young man's appearance was different from that of anyone he had seen in the past two years sitting under the locust tree, but this strange, handsome face with a familiar, vague impression even though he had been mad for two years.

He stood up with his frozen and sluggish body, and used his hands to peel away the white hair that blocked his eyes, and at this moment, he seemed to remember.

"Aoki?"

The old man's lips moved slightly, and he took two steps forward, this strange face with a familiar face, slowly blurred with his memory, and the young man who called him Grandpa Liu overlapped all the way to the age of sixteen.

"Are you ...... Aoki?"

The old man could finally be sure at this moment that the young man in front of him was the person he was waiting for in his vague memory, Su Hong

"Aoki, you're Aoki, you're Aoki...... Are you ......" The old man's chapped lips kept opening and closing, and his faint voice was filled with excitement.

"You, Grandpa Liu?" Su Hong's body shook, and this familiar voice caught him off guard.

Su Hong was about to step forward to inquire, but Liu Wenju, who was already crazy, looked up to the sky and said: "Dehai, if you have a spirit in the sky, open your eyes and take a look, I will live up to your trust, and finally wait for Aoki to go home." But it was to make his footsteps stop in place.

In the vast snow, Su Hong's body was motionless, and the tears in his eyes were like a flood bursting the embankment, gushing out.

Liu Wenju's words were like thousands of thunderbolts falling from the sky, exploding in his heart.

In the past three years, after enduring the humiliation, I wanted to learn the spell and go home to take Su Dehai to travel in the starry sky, but at this moment, Liu Wenju's words were shattered.

"Grandpa is dead? impossible...... No way....... In the wind and snow, Su Hong muttered, and the tears in his eyes kept falling.

On the long street, the cheers of the crowd, the explosion of fireworks, and the crazy Liu Wenju, the figure of crying and laughing and running towards the long street, and Zhou Ting who came to his side, all made Su Hong not have the slightest heart to pay attention.

His mind was full of his grandfather's kind face and the bits and pieces of life in this town, until he remembered that seven years ago, it was a night of lightning and thunder and pouring rain.

At that time, he was seriously ill, lying on the bed, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and all the doctors in Huai'an Town were helpless.

"Wenju, what should I do, what should I do, I'm afraid Aoki won't be able to survive tonight. “

Su Dehai, who had a rickety back and gray hair, held the young man's hot palm tightly, two lines of old tears kept falling, and he looked helplessly at the old man beside him, Liu Wenju, who also looked anxious and thin.

"Dog days, a group of incompetent dog quacks in Huai'an Town, even such a small illness is helpless. Liu Wenju slammed his fist to the side of the bed, and after a long time, he met Su Dehai's gaze and said: "Dehai, since these dog quacks in Huai'an Town can't cure Aoki, but now, we can only take him to Jeju to find Huang Tianyuan." “

"Huang Tianyuan?"

Su Dehai said this after Liu Wenju, and then he remembered that in Jeju Mansion, there was a doctor called "Huang Tianyuan" who was called a wonderful hand for rejuvenation, and he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and hurriedly said: "Huang Tianyuan? Yes, yes, we will immediately take Aoki to Jeju and ask Dr. Huang Tianyuan to treat him." “

In front of the Su Mansion, two elderly men, dressed in robes and hats, looked up at the silver thunder and lightning booming, and the sky where it was pouring rain.

"Let's go, delay a little longer, my heart is like being torn apart, if I go to Jeju and still can't save Aoki, then I don't want to live." Su Dehai wiped away the tears on his wrinkled face, put the tightly wrapped young man on his back, and slowly walked away in the heavy rain.

In the sound of "booming" in the sky, silver lightning illuminated the earth, and two elderly people took turns carrying the young man on their backs along the way, pulling mountains and wading through rivers, and after five hours of hardships and dangers, they finally came to Jeju Mansion and the city gate before they were about to fall to the ground.

In the middle of the night, in the heavy rain, this iron gate that blocked the inside and outside of the city was like a heavenly knife aimed at the sky hanging above the young man's head, if he could not push it open, the young man would definitely die tonight.

The two old men panted and looked at the city gate in front of them, their eyes showed despair, sadness, and they were unwilling.

"Fuck, even if the sky is going to break my Su family, I will knock on this city gate tonight. “

Su Dehai, an old man who rarely spoke foul language in his life, carefully put the young man aside, raised his weak fist, punched, punched, and smashed towards the city gate.

Liu Wenju glanced at the young man who was dying with his back against the city gate, his eyes were closed, although this was not his own grandson, but the young man was the child of Grandpa Liu who had called him for more than ten years, he did not hesitate at all, and raised his fists in front of the city gate, and smashed towards the city gate one by one.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The four fists kept smashing on the city gate, echoing with a huge sound, this was blocking the young man's glimmer of life, and the two old men would never allow it.

"Who the is this? In the middle of the night, you still don't let Lao Tzu sleep?"

Two hours later, the guard guarding the city gate was awakened in his sleep by the sound of slamming the door from outside the city, and after he opened the gate in a scolding manner, he froze in place.

On the city gate in front of him, there were countless fist marks dripping with blood, and in the rain of blood, two dying old men were lying.

When the two old men saw the gates open, they smiled on their faces, and then they lost their strength and passed out.

"Dead man. “

"Dead man. “

"The old beggar is dead. “

"The old beggar of the Su family is dead. “

On the long street, there was the howl of the crowd like pigs.

Su Hong raised his head violently, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, turned around and rushed in the direction of the howling crowd, and rushed over at a very fast speed.

"Su Hong. Zhou Ting stood beside her, she wanted to reach out and hold Su Hong, but Su Hong's figure was like a bow and arrow from Xuan, and she walked towards the long street at a blink of an eye.

"His cultivation?" Zhou Ting's pupils contracted, when he saw Su Hong ten days ago, the other party didn't have any cultivation, and now Su Hong's speed couldn't even see through her four layers of condensation, but she immediately understood that this was not the time to think too much, so she used her spiritual power and chased in the direction where Su Hong disappeared.

"Hey, this old beggar is also pitiful, he has been sitting under this locust tree for more than two years, and now he has not even survived the last night of the old year. “

"It's not a good idea to let him lie here, why don't we report to the police quickly?"

"It's okay if it's a regular newspaper, but today, maybe there is no one in the yamen to keep vigil!"

Just on the long street, Liu Wenju, who was about to fall in the snow, was surrounded by water, pointing and pointing, not knowing what to do.

They felt their eyes flicker, their minds went blank, and their bodies were thrown out of the snow three meters away.

When everyone shook their bodies and stood up, they saw a young man dressed in black and with a disheveled hair, holding the old beggar who had fallen on the snow tightly in his arms.

"He's an immortal, an immortal?"

Among the crowd, some people shook their heads, and when they looked at Su Hong, they remembered the scene that had been thrown just now and exclaimed.

"Get out. Su Hong glanced at everyone coldly, and hugged Liu Wenju tightly in his arms, even if there were people he knew well among these people, but he didn't want to pay attention to it at the moment.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the terrifying magical powers of the immortals in the rumors, and crawled back to their respective shops.

At this moment, the whole long street became silent, and they did not dare to have the slightest suspicion that if they angered the young man in front of them, they would be killed.

"Su Hong, he is already delirious, you hurry up and give him this Qingling Pill, you can also keep him awake for a moment. Zhou Ting stretched out her hand and handed a pale green pill to Su Hong's eyes.

"Thank you. Su Hong took the pill, and the tears in his eyes blurred his eyes, making Zhou Ting's heart tremble inexplicably.

After Liu Wenju swallowed the pill, his body slowly stopped trembling, and his sloppy gaze also had a faint luster.

He coughed a few times and raised his thin palm, but he couldn't touch Su Hong's face, as if this short distance was already a world away for this old man who was on the verge of death.

Su Hong lowered his head and put his cheek close to Liu Wenju's right hand, but the old man could touch it, in addition to his cold cheeks, there were tears that kept falling from his eyes.

"Well, don't cry, Grandpa Liu will die without regrets if he can see you before he dies. Liu Wenju's voice is as faint as a candle flame in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time.

Su Hong didn't speak, he hugged Liu Wenju's thin body tightly in his arms, and with his cultivation, he understood that the old man would leave in a moment.

"Your grandfather is buried in the woods in the eastern suburbs, and in the iron box under his bed, there is a suicide note left for you, and the causes and consequences of the incident are all recorded in the ...... Village...... Inside. Liu Wenju's eyes, like a slowly closing city gate, were completely cut off from the world.

Grandpa Liu ....... “

The moment Liu Wenju closed his eyes, he vaguely heard that the child he had watched grow up since he was a child, tried all his strength, shouting for his honorific title.

Su Hong hugged Liu Wenju's body very tightly, and his sad voice spread all over the long street, echoing in the night sky of this town with heavy snow.