Chapter 13: Reunion

As night fell, the waning moon hung high in the sky, a dim white light caressing the silent slums. The alley was still dark, and a black cat climbed the wall, its reflective eyes staring silently at the closed door of the tavern.

"Damn, Sango, don't snatch my wings! I've been sitting here waiting for a long time!"

"Hmm...... I've already eaten it, why don't I exchange the roasted tofu skin with you?"

"Girl, can I get two dollars for your head??"

"Can we all be quieter? A group of people quarreled for a long time over chicken wings...... Sweet potato, do you want to eat meat skewers, I'll bake some more for you!"

"I still want to eat...... Well...... I still want to eat grilled crickets!"

"Yes, sweet potato, people are not heavy, but the taste is not light, there is your Uncle Yemeng and my demeanor back then!"

"Pull it down and get me a beer...... Beer, beer? Wow, brother, take two sips! That's a beer for 10 people!"

"Hiccup~"

"Jue, you take care of your brother! Every time you call him over, he drinks without eating, and he doesn't have enough to drink. Ya, you shouldn't call him when you have wine. ”

"Okay, okay, isn't it just wine? There are foreign wine and red wine behind the bar, you take out that bottle of brandy and let's drink it." ”

"Brandy, brandy...... What's the brandy? Damn, brother, isn't it you? You're going to grab a few bottles of wine here?"

"I ...... I didn't. ”

"Not yet, the handles are peeking out from behind...... What do you see, what do you hide, what is the bottle handle? Damn, it's really you?!"

"Hahaha......"

Jue sat on the wooden chair next to him, looked at the laughing crowd in the tavern, chuckled and shook his head.

The three of them rushed back to the tavern from Drotti yesterday and did a lot of things in one night barely closing their eyes. At noon, when Jue woke up from his dream, he found a commotion outside. Coral was bringing in a basket of raw meat from outside, Moya was putting a bucket of briquettes into the assembled grill, and even sweet potatoes were carefully placing a large wooden barrel of wine on the table. After asking the reason, I learned that several people wanted to hold a barbecue party.

The bright gas lamps glowed yellow, illuminating the smiling faces around the large wooden table. Ye Meng was mingling with his younger brother and snatching the brandy, Coral took the opportunity to stuff Ye Meng's other chicken wing into his mouth, the sweet potato clapped his hands happily, Mo Ya smiled and wiped the oil stains off the corner of the sweet potato's mouth, whispered as always, and Zhai Lian secretly took a black pen and made a grimace on Whisper's face......

Jue silently looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes gradually became complicated. It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of warmth, and once upon a time, there was a group of people like this, and there were scenes like this......

He shook his head suddenly, as if to let the thoughts go. Glancing to the left, Jue saw that the chair was pulled out and an empty cutlery was placed.

。。。。。。。

Mo Xiao put the pen aside and closed the notebook on the table.

The cigar in his hand was about to burn out, so he pressed it in the vat and slowly leaned back in his chair.

The information at hand is almost organized, and this operation has been recorded. He let out a long breath, picked up a small glass bottle on the table, and put it under the light to observe it carefully.

The white, translucent liquid is in the bottle, and from time to time bubbles bubble up, as if it is reacting violently. Mo Xiao stared at the bottle, his eyes a little confused.

"Logging again?"

A voice sounded behind him, and Mo Xiao took the bottle into his arms and turned around.

"Well, the notebook I got this time is very important, I have roughly combed through it, but it's still a little bit ......"

Jue walked to the table, put the plate full of barbecue and a wooden glass of beer on the table, and looked at the various materials scattered on the table.

"It's been so long since I rode out of the sword, and I still have such a habit, who can I write it to now? Jue collected the materials into a pile and tidied them on the table, "Everyone wonders where you have been, why don't you come out together?"

"Maybe people are old, and some things have to be written down, otherwise I'm afraid that I will forget them when I turn my head. Mo Xiao chuckled a few times and sat up straight, "Everyone is so lively, I always feel that there is something in my heart when I don't finish it, and I am afraid that I will ruin everyone's interest." ”

"You......" Jue shook his head, was silent for a while, and then said, "I still have to thank you this time, otherwise the sweet potato may be ......"

"The sweet potato is obviously deliberately harmed, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't find her because of the two of us, there's nothing to thank or thank. Mo Xiao shook his head and opened the note, "I just didn't expect that the monster's blood was really so effective, not only saved the sweet potato, but also relieved your trouble." ”

"yes...... There are some things in this world that you and I can't imagine. Jue recalled the scenes of this experience and let out a long sigh.

"We are all small characters, the Temple, the Steam Age, and the Sword Rider, all have their own calculations. A few of us are caught in the middle, we don't know anything, and one day we will be cleared out. ”

"What do you want to do with this? Their premeditated plan has nothing to do with us. Jue shrugged disapprovingly and walked out. "Seeing you're done, why don't you take it out and eat it together?"

"I'm dying of hunger, so I'll go out and find you after eating, haha. Mo Xiao picked up the meat skewer and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, it's so fragrant." ”

Jue looked at him like that, chuckled a few times, turned around and walked out. Mo Xiao looked at his departing back, the smile that was still piled up a second ago slowly disappeared, and he let out a long sigh:

"Is it really okay......

The notebook in front of me was flipped to the last page, and a pencil sketch appeared on the paper.

The tiny mountains in the background show that the place in the picture is in the air, and the clouds are tightly clustered, dragging the drift in the high winds. The corners of a castle loom out of the clouds......