She didn't have much contact with him originally, but since she entered the Penglai Sect three years ago, even Zhou Ting herself doesn't know why, and she always thinks of the young man with a red face when she looks at the Yunhai Pier.

In those three years, in addition to retreat and cultivation, Zhou Ting also left the Dan vein many times, and in the sect of tens of thousands of people, as if it was yesterday, she looked for that person everywhere, but after all, she found nothing.

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

Zhou Ting's gaze fell on the boiling crowd 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 a fireworks barrel was placed 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 a deep sense of 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............"

Everyone cheered at this moment, bending down to bring the candle closer to the lead of the fireworks.

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

Layers of sound echoed in the sky over this snowy town, and 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 little, and the familiar scenes on both sides of the street reminded him of the scenes of the old man holding his hand and walking by on the long street.

"Su Hong......?"

In Zhou Ting's eyes, the figure running by on the ice and snow on the long street is not Su Hong, who else can there be?

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.

Su Hong stopped, and in front of him was the ancient locust tree that had stood for many years, but it was no longer flourishing.

His gaze then rested 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. Su Hong raised his footsteps, and then remembered that there was not a trace of silver taels 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 took a flurry, and then the pig's trotters in his hand fell to the ground with a "glare".

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

He stood up with his frozen sluggish body and peeled away the messy white hair with his hands, and at this moment, he seemed to remember.

"Aoki?"

He took two more steps forward, and this strange face with a familiar face slowly overlapped with his vague memory, which looked all the way to the age of sixteen, and the boy called him Grandpa Liu.

"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 muttered, his faint voice filled with excitement.

"Are you Grandpa Liu?" Su Hong's body shook and fell back two steps, this familiar voice, except for Lao Pu, Liu Wenju, who else is the same generation as his grandfather at home?

When Su Hong was about to come forward to inquire, 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.

Seven years ago, it was a night of lightning and thunder and pouring rain.

The young man was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and all the doctors in the whole 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, old tears kept falling from his eyes, 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 smashed his fist to the side of the bed, and after a long time, he met Su Dehai's gaze and said: "Dehai, since these quacks in Huai'an Town can't cure Aoki, only now, we can only take him to Jeju to find Huang Tianyuan." “

"Huang Tianyuan?"

Su Dehai said this after Liu Wenju said this, 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: "Okay, we will immediately take Aoki to Jeju and ask Dr. Huang Tianyuan to treat him." “

In front of the Su Mansion, two elderly people, wearing robes and hats, took turns carrying the young men who were like gossamers, and walked forward into the dark night of heavy rain.

In the "boom" of the sky, silver lightning illuminated the earth.

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

"I'm going to fuck you. “

The two old men, who had seldom uttered foul language in their lives, carefully put the boy aside, raised their feeble fists, punched and slammed into the city gates.

"Who, fuck, won't let Lao Tzu sleep in the middle of the night?"

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 had a triumphant smile on their faces, but 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.

Zhou Ting stood aside from beginning to end, without saying a word, he saw Su Hong's figure disappearing in the blink of an eye, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he was surprised in his heart.

"His cultivation?" Zhou Ting immediately understood that this was not the time to think too much, so she used her spiritual power and chased after Su Hong in the direction where she 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 fell in the snow, surrounded the water and pointed at it, not how to be a good time.

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, holding the old beggar who fell on the snow tightly in his arms.

"Immortals, immortals?"

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

"Get out. Su Hong glanced at everyone coldly and hugged Liu Wenju tightly in his arms.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the terrifying magical powers of the immortals in the rumor, 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, the old man is already delirious, hurry up and give him this Qingling Pill, which can also keep him awake for a moment, so that you can ask the reason for the situation. Zhou Ting stretched out her hand and handed a light green pill to Su Hong's eyes.

It's just that when she saw that Su Hong took the pill and her eyes blurred with tears, her heart trembled inexplicably.

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

He 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.

"Don't cry, Grandpa Liu will die without regrets before he dies if he can see you. 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.

"In the iron box under your grandfather's 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.