It was night, the moon and stars were thin, and the clouds were thin.

The dim light on the table flickered slightly, and the closed window creaked from time to time.

The futon on the bed moved several times, Lin Zhuo turned over and sat up, got out of bed and sat down at the table in front of the window.

I don't know why, since yesterday, I've always been restless.

Raising her hand to open the window hidden in front of her, a cool breeze blew in from outside, making the oil lamp on the table shake for a while, and she exhaled deeply, as if she wanted to drive out all the depression in her heart.

On the bed not far away, Xiao Cha quietly raised her little head, glanced at her master, and then stood up, jumped to the ground with a slight jump, and rubbed Lin Zhuo's leg with her head down.

It seemed to feel its master's mood, but it was rare that it was not mischievous, Lin Zhuo glanced down at it, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he held it in his arms.

After sitting for a while, she shook her head, stood up, put on her clothes, turned and pushed the door open and walked out.

Compared to Middle-earth, the night here is unusually quiet, and there are torches whispering around the stockade from time to time, and those who patrol every night are the watchmen.

Even in Middle-earth, the scourge of demon beasts is something that every town must seriously consider, not to mention the place where demon beasts are rampant on the banks of these 100,000 mountains.

Lin Zhuo was also very curious about how the people living here protected themselves from the erosion of demon beasts in the land surrounded by mountains.

Along the way, down a small slope and over a stone bridge, most of the surrounding houses were already dark, apparently the owner of the house had fallen asleep.

However, there were still a few lights still on, Lin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the nearest place.

It seemed to be a little cold along the way, Xiao Cha sneezed loudly in her arms, and then put her chin on Lin Zhuo's shoulder in boredom and looked around.

After a while, when we got closer, it was a tavern, and on the cloth banner at the door, there were several different scripts written on it, among which there was a Middle-earth script.

After a moment's hesitation, she lifted the curtain and walked inside.

The people of southern Xinjiang are fierce, and most of the people still adhere to the life of hunting, which is naturally indispensable for this kind of occasion, so this tavern is also one of the very few places here that can still be open in the middle of the night.

But even then, it was already the middle of the night, and there was no one in the whole tavern, except for an old man, who was leaning against the fire, squinting and napping.

Lin Zhuo opened the curtain and came in The cold wind seemed to wake him up, and he rubbed his eyes in a daze, and after seeing Lin Zhuo, the old man instantly sobered up, got up and walked over with a smile.

There was a burst of muttering, and Lin Zhuo's head was big when he listened directly, and then he shook his head at the old man with a blank face.

Seeing this, the old man took a closer look at Lin Zhuo through the light, and then he saw his face clearly, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, but then he opened his mouth and said Middle-earth.

"This... Girl, it's so late, but what's the matter?"

Lin Zhuo was a little surprised, glanced at him, then shook his head, and replied: "It's okay, it's just that I'm bored, I came out and walked around, and saw that the lights were still on here, so I came in to see if there was any drink, and I bothered my husband." ”

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile: "No, no, it's a guest from afar, and the girl will take a seat first." ”

Lin Zhuo nodded, found a position by the window and sat down, then turned his head to look at the busy old man, and said, "Uncle, why are you busy working alone." ”

When the old man heard this, after groping behind the counter for a while, he took out a small jar of wine, and then walked over with two bowls, and said as he walked: "On weekdays, they take care of the old man's son, but at night, the old man is not sleepy, so he came over to help them take a look and let them rest for a while." ”

He walked to the table, put the two bowls on the table, and said, "The night is cold, the girl warms up first, this wine was brought by the merchant from Middle-earth in the past, it should meet the girl's taste, the girl drinks first, and the old man will go and prepare two side dishes..."

Lin Zhuo gently took the wine jar in the old man's hand and put it on the table, but he called out to the old man and said, "Don't bother, boss, that's enough, thank you." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, but nodded, didn't say anything more, returned to the stove, and sat down slowly.

Lin Zhuo's eyes kept on his body, watching his every move, there was an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes that flickered slightly, and after a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze.

Patting the wine jar on the table, she poured herself a bowl of wine, tasted it lightly, and then looked out the window.

In the night sky of southern Xinjiang, the dark clouds of the day have long since dispersed, and the sparse stars quietly surround the crescent moon in the center.

The moonlight was clear, like frost and snow, and fell faintly on the eaves of the window.

In the long world, all living beings are asleep, and there is no one in the four fields, only the unknown street corners, there is a low sound of insects, and the sound is poignant.

Looking out of the window, thousands of mountains and thousands of miles, the night sky is deep.

Under such a bleak and lonely night in southern Xinjiang, suddenly, the past is like a tide, flooding my heart.

Once upon a time, I also had the voice of concern from my parents, lingering around me.

She had never missed her mother's food and her father's rambling words like this moment.

It's just that...

Glancing back at the old man by the stove, he leaned lightly, his head little by little, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Where, as he himself said, did not fall asleep, just wanted to let his son ... Take a break.

Xiaocha was bored and lay on the table, opened her mouth wide and yawned, and time passed quietly bit by bit, the night was deeper...

Lin Zhuo looked out the window like this, as if the sparse stars in the sky had an inexplicable attraction, some of them were dim, some were bright, and some were flashing, as if they were getting closer and closer, and they were particularly beautiful.

Wait a minute...

Suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at the twinkling star, and after a long time, she slowly stood up and frowned.

He glanced back at the old man, but saw that the old man was still napping, and the flickering fire shone on his face, but he saw that the ravine above it was getting deeper and deeper.

Raising her hand to put a piece of broken silver on the table, the purple light flashed, and she was wrapped in a small tea on the side, swept out of the window directly, and broke through the air.

Under the slight flickering of purple light, Lin Zhuo's figure landed on a mountain, her face was slightly pale, and she stared at the swaying white light in front of her.

Slowly raised a hand, the white light trembled and fell, and a familiar white butterfly quietly landed on her hand.

The two spirit wings opened and closed slightly, but there were clear blood stains on them, which was conspicuous and abnormal.

The inexplicable chaos in her heart slowly stopped, and instead, there was endless panic, like a wave covering the sky, instantly drowning her.

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