It's winter, and the evening comes relatively early, tonight is a starry night, and the moonlight shines on this continent, illuminating the road in front of a few people. In a bush outside the tavern, a black kitten was lying on a branch, and a pair of green eyes were occasionally pointing in the direction of the tavern.

Just as it was leisurely licking and grasping, thinking that everything was under control, with a bang, a branch broke through the green leaf in front of it, stabbed it in the middle of its head, red blood flowed out, a pair of eyes with an incredible look, the green eyes immediately dimmed, and the thin body fell on the branch, out of breath.

Looking out through the small hole pierced by the branches, you can see two figures, one white and one green.

The white figure with a book in his hand stood on the roof and looked at the cyan figure sitting on the roof with a pot on the shelf.

Li Changan, a scholar dressed in white, was still reading in the house a quarter of an hour ago, but when he just picked up the book, Shen Qingwen broke into the door and pulled him up to the roof. After arriving at the roof, he began to tinker with the stand and pot, and Li Changan asked curiously, "Brother Shen, who are you?"

Shen Qingwen smiled secretly, raised his eyes slightly, and asked, "Cooking wine, have you heard of it?"

"Wine? I've heard it in a book. Li Changan thought for a moment and answered truthfully, but he ushered in Shen Qingwen's white eyes, and his delicate face seemed to say that you are really not stained with a little fireworks.

Shen Qingwen is not a saint, so naturally he will not do anything to play the piano against the cow. Retracting his gaze, he condensed the true qi in his hand, and in the next second, the fire under the stand ignited a spark.

Shen Qingwen clapped his hands, stood up, and said to Li Changan: "Don't move around here, I'll go get some wine." ”

After speaking, he jumped off the roof cleanly, leaving only Li Changan with a dazed face. His feet were stepping on tiles, and Li Changan couldn't sit or stand, so he simply squatted down.

The winter night was already cold, not to mention that Li Changan was still standing on a high place. The cool breeze came to his face, Li Changan put down the book and squatted by the fire to warm up.

In the tavern, Zhang Qian sat alone on a chair mountain in the room, his face facing the moon, and a folding fan and a cup of tea were placed on the table next to him.

"Childe. ”

Xin'er knocked on the door, then gently pushed the door open, carefully closed the door, and she tiptoed to Zhang Qian's side.

"Xin'er, how many times have you said it, you can directly call me Zhang Qian in private. Despite frowning, Zhang Qian's side face is still so attractive.

Xin'er shook her head slightly, a touch of loss flashed in the corner of her eyes, and she said: "There is a difference between respect and inferiority, and it is already a great honor for Xin'er to be able to call Gongzi." ”

Zhang Qian stared straight at Xin'er, Xin'er's hair was crystal clear in the moonlight, and the snow-white goose egg face revealed a distracted smile. He wanted to stretch out his hand, but when he just stretched out his hand, the woman's body under the moon retreated slightly, and Zhang Qian's hand stopped in midair.

Xin'er lowered her head, biting her red lip, and there was no expression on her pure and beautiful face. Zhang Qian's eyes gradually became colder, and his hand in mid-air turned to the table, and after a pause, he picked up the teacup.

I took a light breath, spread out the surface tea leaves, and took a small sip of tea in this gap. Zhang Qian put the teacup back into the distance and sighed heavily in the moonlight.

"Xin'er, you're still blaming me. Zhang Qian looked at the moon, holding his feet, his face was expressionless, but his heart was like a long knife into his lungs.

Xin'er bit her lip, with tears in her eyes, her hands clenched her clothes tightly, and it took a long, long time to squeeze out two words: "No." ”

The two words seemed to fall lightly, but in fact, they pierced a sword in Zhang Qian's heart, and the words he wanted to say were about to come out and stuck in his throat, Zhang Qian snorted coldly, got up and slammed the door out.

The door opened and fell back into the distance, making a big noise, and the pretty woman standing in front of the window in the moonlight shuddered for a moment, still biting her lip, standing in place like a sculpture, her smart and sad eyes staring at the folding fan on the table.

Outside the tavern, the beautiful proprietress finally waited for the person she was waiting for. A handsome middle-aged man walked out of the darkness in the distant moonlight, dragging a long sword in his hand, the tip of which slashed the ground, leaving an inconspicuous mark.

Seeing the man, the beautiful proprietress burst into tears and smiled, and there was an indescribable joy in her smile. The fisherman, who had already moved the battlefield outside, saw the man, his eyes narrowed slightly with drunkenness, and then he grabbed a handful of peanuts, took a sip of wine, and lay on the table again, not forgetting to chew two bites when he was drowsy.

"Are you crying?" The middle-aged man who dragged the sword noticed the tears in the eyes of the beautiful woman, and a pair of sword eyebrows frowned slightly on his face. His tone was a little hurried, even more cold.

The beautiful proprietress wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, wanted to say something, but she was excited and couldn't understand, but she was just stupidly playing in place, which made the middle-aged man dragging the sword under the moon even more panicked.

I don't know how long it took, the proprietress stabilized her emotions, this beautiful woman who could calm down as soon as possible no matter how big things happened when she was young, shouted to the middle-aged man happily and excitedly under the moon: "I saw Qingwen, I saw Wen'er, he is still alive, alive." ”

Like a sudden thunder in the sky, and like a brilliant fireworks erupting in the silent night sky, the man dragging the sword heard the words of the beautiful woman. It was also a moment before he came to his senses, and he asked with the same excitement: "You...... I...... Where's Qingwen?"

The beautiful woman wiped the tears on her fair face and pointed to her nose, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then smelled the fragrance of wine that had dispersed.

Looking at the faint light of the fire on the roof, it was a past that I didn't dare to recall. This world-famous fast swordsman, his face that had been gloomy for many years was like a hundred years of frost being melted by the dazzling sun, a shallow smile appeared from his expression, and then he looked up to the sky and smiled like a spring that had been silent for a long time.

Looking at the middle-aged man who seemed to be reborn, the beautiful woman was happy from the bottom of her heart, and when she saw him laughing, she also accompanied him to smirk.

The fisherman lying on the wine table listened to the laughter and felt sad for a while. Thanks, there was abuse. But he was also curious about what kind of wine this wine was, and it was so fragrant, the fisherman secretly swallowed his saliva, thinking that his life was still important, and then he poured it on the wine table very cooperatively, making a deafening snoring sound.

In the tavern, Zhang Qian, who was standing outside the door, looked at the looming figure in the door and sighed impatiently. Although he broke the door and left, he only left this door, and he and her were always separated by a door.

Shen Qingwen, who was dressed in green clothes with a hat, quietly appeared in front of Zhang Qian, holding a porcelain bowl with freshly boiled peach blossom wine on it.

He stretched out his hand and handed Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian subconsciously took it, Shen Qingwen smiled evilly, and then disappeared in place, leaving only Zhang Qian with a puzzled face.

Shen Qingwen, who climbed onto the roof again, sat on the tiles, couldn't wait to pick up the bowl, poured some peach blossom wine, drank it in one gulp, and sighed.

"Brother Shen just went to deliver wine?" Li Changan drank the boiled peach blossom wine, and a flush color appeared on his delicate face, and he secretly sighed in his heart that this wine was so fragrant.

Shen Qingwen smiled meaningfully, took a sip of peach blossom wine, and said unhurriedly: "I am going to do a good deed, a great good deed." ”

Li Changan had an interested look on his face, and he got up and wanted to go down to find out, but unfortunately he was pulled by Shen Qingwen, and in the moonlight, Shen Qingwen shook his head and said, "The private affairs of the two of you, what are you reading ginseng and doing?"

When Li Changan heard it, thought about it, and felt that there was some truth, he sat down again.

In the house, Zhang Qian, who drank a bowl of peach blossom wine, didn't know the courage to take it, pushed the door open, and grabbed the beautiful woman in the room with her panicked eyes.

"Childe ......" Xin'er blushed, and the mission pulled her hand out, but Zhang Qian's strength at the moment was extraordinarily great, and her fair skin was a little red, she suddenly became very angry, and scolded loudly: "Zhang Qian, what do you want!?"

Zhang Qian, who was scolded, was not angry, but stupidly happy, he burped and was full of alcohol. He said: "You, are you finally willing to call me by my name? Let me tell you, I Zhang Qian knows that it is indeed my Zhang family who is sorry for you, and it is me Zhang Qian who is sorry for you, so I want to atone for my sins, and I will take you out of the Zhang family and those filthy places." ”

"I want them to know that without the so-called Zhang family, I, Zhang Qian, can still stand at the top of this continent and look down on the heroes, who can stop me when the time comes, who can stop ......me?"

Looking at the woman's beautiful face, Zhang Qian's words were very light and light, and only the woman could hear it, we only knew that after the woman heard it, the original anger disappeared completely.

Under the moon, she smiled and scolded the fool gently, Zhang Qian also smiled, took the woman's hand and walked out, under the woman's surprised expression, he grabbed Xin'er's waist with one hand, and stepped out of the window with his big feet.

The dragonfly tapped the water, Zhang Qian and Xin'er fell on the roof, and Shen Qingwen, who was sitting on the tiles, looked at the two people in front of him and let out a kind smile of the old father. Li Changan also smiled, took out two porcelain bowls, Zhang Qian was not polite, standing on the tile and pouring two bowls.

In the middle of the night, four figures were on the roof, some were sitting, some were squatting, and some were standing, only to hear Shen Qingwen, who was sitting, pointing to the leaves in the dense forest not far away, and said, "Zhang Qian, I saved you again." ”

Zhang Qian didn't even look at it, raised the porcelain bowl and touched Shen Qingwen's bowl by himself, and said, "Shen Qingwen, I know what you want, and you also know what I want, so we have to join forces." ”

Shen Qingwen glanced at Li Chang'an, and then at Zhang Qian, and estimated in his heart that it was time to add firewood, and when he threw firewood at the fire, he said, "Why do you want to make friends with me?"

He raised his eyes to look at Zhang Qian, and he sneered in the moonlight: "It's a very dangerous thing to be friends with me. ”

"We're all the same kind of people. Zhang Qian smiled, his eyes were cast on Li Changan at the same time, and under the moon, he said loudly: "We are all famous people in the world." ”

Shen Qingwen replied with a smile: "Wrong, I'm just a person who is afraid of death." ”

Li Changan replied with a smile: "Unfortunately, I'm just a person who just came down from the mountains. ”

Zhang Qian laughed loudly, ignoring the blushing Xin'er and said, "That's right, unfortunately, I'm just a person who wants to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Shen Qingwen nodded, Li Changan chuckled, Zhang Qian touched his chin proudly, and Xin'er lowered her head red.

Yes, the whole world

Who doesn't know the bronze ghost face

Who doesn't know the mountain watchers

Who doesn't know the orphans of the Shen Mansion