At night, it's always easy to be lonely

The prodigal son who wandered the rivers and lakes during the day boasted of being dashing.

But when the night comes, even the strongest person will inadvertently reveal his weakness and can't help but lick his heartache.

But at night, it is always the most lively and happy time.

During the day, he was handsome and elegant, chanting poems lightly, shaking the paper fan gently, and sighing that he was born at the wrong time.

But once it was night, I could often see the elegant Confucian scholar go up to the Red Mansion, scatter all the wealth, and smile for Miss Bo.

"My Fair Lady, good gentleman. ”

Those who abandoned their wives and daughters in order to go to Beijing to seek officials and be loyal to the saints.

But such a righteousness, when it comes to night, the enemy can only smile.

Maybe it's also a kind of chic?

And at night, it's crazy.

An assassin who fights for a fortune, a gambler who is desperate, and an alcoholic who drinks his last sip of wine.

They forgot about life and death, about good and evil, about everything.

In the middle of the night, even if you hold a long lamp, can you see the bottom?

Maybe this is the rivers and lakes, maybe this is also life.

The person in front of him was wailing, and Don Juan was sitting at the head of the bed, thinking nonsense.

"Is it true that the louder the wail, the pain will disappear?" Don Juan smiled at this, thinking that this idea was too ridiculous.

"I was kicked up from the first floor, and I can still let out such a scream. Don Juan smiled, his smile a little more unbelievable.

"Didn't you just say something powerful?"

At this time, another person walked in outside the door, dressed in a pale cyan robe, with a pale cyan sword hanging from his waist, and a little arrogance on his young and handsome face.

"Pale cyan. Don Juan looked at the young man who walked in, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his bright eyes.

When the big man saw the young man walk in, he still kept wailing, as if the voice was much louder.

"Useless thing!" the young man scolded as he walked up to the big man.

The big man's body rolled wildly on the ground, as if the pain had reached the point of unbearable.

And the young man also seemed to be a little puzzled, although he kicked him up, looking at the strong body of the big man, it would not hurt so much.

Don Juan still looked at the big man coldly and didn't speak.

The big man kept rolling his body, but Don Juan clearly saw that the position of the big man and the young man was shrinking.

Finally, the big man's body rolled at the young man's feet.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

I saw that the big man's body had suddenly stood up in a strange posture, and the big man's thick and rough palm had already cut into the young man's throat.

The young man looked like he was not deeply involved in the world, and he was in a mess for a moment, and he didn't know what to do, so he was stunned.

Nights, always crazy.

Don Juan thought faintly in his heart. Then stretch out your finger and flick it gently.

Don Juan's movements were light, but fast.

"Ahh

The big man's palm, which was about to touch the young man's throat, suddenly hurt, screamed, and retracted.

Although Dahan had been screaming incessantly before, this time the screaming was particularly painful.

The big man looked at the ground, and when he found that the secret weapon that made him suffer a lot was nothing more than a piece of broken wood that had been broken down casually.

The pieces of wood were layered, and under the black lacquered skin, layers of yellow wood were exposed.

Before the young man could react, the big man flipped in the air and fell out of the room, and with a "Kala" sound, the door on the first floor had been smashed by him.

Don Juan glanced lightly in the direction the big man left, but he was still sitting there without saying a word.

From the big man rolling in, to the sudden outburst of murder, to turning around and leaving, all in one go, cleanly.

"Ahh The pale blue color on the original clothes seems to have become a little darker.

It turned out that the young man was covered in cold sweat.

Don Juan sighed, stood up, and walked over to pull the young man up.

"Are you alright?" asked Don Juan softly.

When the young man heard Don Juan's voice, his body shook, and he slowly looked at Don Juan.

"Also.... Still... Good. The young man replied stiffly.

"That man is gone?" asked the young man with a slight stammer.

"Hmm. Don Juan nodded.

Don Juan looked at the young man, obviously frightened, and immediately shouted downstairs: "Little Er, serve the pot of wine." ”

A pot of wine is always the best placebo for Jianghu people.

"Okay. Xiao Er was downstairs, so naturally he didn't see what was going on, and when he saw someone ordering wine, he answered and went to get the wine.

Because of the disturbance that had just happened, people had no intention of eating and drinking, and the wine was quickly served.

Don Juan handed the wine to the young man.

The wine was strong, and the young man coughed incessantly after taking a sip.

"Ahem.."

Don Juan returned to the head of the bed and sat down.

The wine soon worked. I saw that the young man's originally pale face seemed to be a little ruddy.

The young man stood up, saluted neatly, and then said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Your Excellency, Fang Zhengqing of the Xiaqingshan Sect is grateful." ”

"Sure enough, it's the Aoyama faction. Don Juan frowned.

Don Juan said: "That person has an enmity with you?"

The young man shook his head, his originally arrogant face had become a little decadent.

Fang Zhengqing said: "It's just that there was a bit of a war of words, but I didn't expect him to suddenly make a move and be kicked upstairs by me." ”

"I thought it was just an ordinary ordinary man, but I didn't expect..."Fang Zhengqing smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

Tang Juan looked at Fang Zhengqing a little strangely and said, "You just came down the mountain." ”

Fang Zhengqing nodded and said, "Your Excellency can see it?"

Don Juan nodded and said, "That person was kicked from the first floor to the second floor by you, if it was an ordinary person, his ribs would have been kicked off a few times and he would have passed out, and he could still scream loudly and even hurt you." ”

Fang Zhengqing listened to Don Juan's words, and his originally somewhat ruddy face became a little pale again.

Fang Zhengqing was not a fool, so he naturally thought that the person had deliberately lured him up.

"But how did that person know that I would definitely go upstairs?" Fang Zhengqing asked suspiciously.

Tang Juan said with a smile: "The Qingshan Sect is one of the five famous sects, and if it hurts ordinary people, it will naturally go up to investigate the situation." ”

Fang Zhengqing nodded, he knew that the Qingshan faction had always been forbidden to attack ordinary people.

He calculated this and howled loudly at the moment, and you obviously had just come down the mountain to practice, so naturally you came up without any worries. ”

"Yes. Fang Zhengqing said ashamedly.

Don Juan continued: "And even if you don't come up, you'll die." ”

"Why is that?" Fang Zhengqing looked puzzled.

Don Juan sneered, "Didn't you see the person sitting with him just now?"

Fang Zhengqing's face froze and he stopped talking.

"It's strange that someone like you shouldn't go down the mountain alone?" said Don Juan, with some confusion.

Fang Zhengqing let out a long sigh and said, "Your Excellency's life-saving grace, I should have told you the truth. But at this time, it is a matter of life and death for the Qingshan faction......"

Don Juan waved his hand, signaling that he needed no more.

By this time, the tavern had returned to normal, and the voices of the people downstairs were once again loud.

The night is like the sea, and the agitation of a moment is not enough to affect the calm of the entire sea.

Tang Juan looked at Fang Zhengqing, who was sitting there, and said, "Why don't you leave?"

Fang Zhengqing's face turned red, and he said with some embarrassment, "Please also ask Your Excellency to take you in for one night, and you will definitely repay the spring in the future." ”

It turned out that this young man was afraid that those people would appear again, and he lived here with Don Juan, and with Don Juan's means, he was naturally not afraid of those people.

Don Juan looked at the young man with a flushed face, sighed lightly, and said, "Okay." ”

Fang Zhengqing stood up and saluted again.

Don Juan waved his hand and said, "Then you can sleep here, I'll be in the hall tonight." ”

Fang Zhengqing hurriedly said: "How dare you bother Your Excellency, I'll just sleep on the ground." ”

Don Juan shook his head and said, "A few years ago, I owed a little to the Qingyu Dao people, so I naturally took care of her fellow disciples. ”

Fang Zhengqing was overjoyed and wanted to say something.

Don Juan immediately stretched out his hand to stop, and then said: "But it's not a big deal, I'll keep you safe for one night, and she and I will be clear." ”

Fang Zhengqing nodded.

Fang Cai's kung fu of breaking wood and hurting people is obviously not something that ordinary people can do, and it is extremely rare for such a master to be able to help once.

At that moment, Fang Zhengqing said respectfully: "Please bother your seniors." ”

Don Juan sighed, got up and walked out the door.

Don Juan seemed to think of something else and turned around.

Fang Zhengqing saw that Don Juan suddenly turned around, and he must have advice.

Fang Zhengqing asked respectfully, "What do you have to say from your seniors?"

Don Juan waved his hand and said, "Remember to pay for the room and the compensation for the broken things." ”

After saying that, Don Juan turned around and left the room, leaving Fang Zhengqing, who had not yet reacted.

It was late at night, and there were very few people on the first floor.

Don Juan sat down at a random table and looked around.

I found that the storyteller was still sitting there, and beside the storyteller sat a good-looking girl, with her eyes closed, an old blue dress, and a guqin on her lap.

Don Juan looked around and asked softly to the old man, "Do you still tell stories?"

The old man smiled and said kindly, "It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

Don Juan nodded and said no more.

It's a long night, what should I do?

Thinking of this, Don Juan sighed.

"If not, Fang Qingyu's fellow girl, really, I don't want to care. Don Juan closed his eyes and thought as he leaned back on the table.

The old man looked at Don Juan in front of him, and suddenly said, "If the son doesn't dislike it, it's better to let my little granddaughter play a few songs." ”

Don Juan opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Then it will bother the girl." ”

Don Juan touched it from his arms and found that the broken silver he was carrying was all used for dinner in the room tonight, and all that was left on his body was a silver ticket of five hundred taels.

Obviously, it was a very funny thing to give them a silver ticket of five hundred taels.

"Forget it, don't listen. Don Juan smiled and shook his head.

"Listen, why don't you listen?", at this time, a beautiful voice came down from upstairs.

As the voice sounded, a piece of silver fell gently on the old man's table.

Tang Juan looked at the stunning figure leaning on the railing on the second floor, and laughed softly: "Okay." ”

The demon boy leaned lightly on the railing, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and looked at Don Juan with a smile.

At night, those gentlemen smiled for Bo Hongyan and did not hesitate to scatter their family wealth, but this demon boy smiled, and those gentlemen probably sold their lives and thought it was worth it.

It's a pity that it's a man?

Tang Juan thought like this and said with a smile: "If the demon prince doesn't dislike it, let's come down and drink two cups together?"

"The wine money is mine. Don Juan then added.

The demon boy smiled and slowly walked down the stairs.

At this time, the old man also looked at the stunning figure of the demon boy coming down the stairs, and a trace of surprise seemed to flash in his deep and vicissitudes of life.

And the girl with her eyes closed also opened her eyes and looked at the strange boy who walked down.

But Tang Juan didn't look at the demon boy, but stared at the woman holding the zither.

"Huh, can she see it?"

Don Juan thought in surprise.