A frost bloom usually means that autumn is passing and winter is coming. In the meantime, the flowers withered and turned into mud, and it is the autumn chrysanthemum that still stands proudly in the west wind.

Once, every time such a season, Ning Zhi would call three or five friends to bring chrysanthemum aging to the north of the city. In this place where pines and cypresses and autumn chrysanthemums are planted, families or non-families will temporarily leave all their worries behind, and they are almost hiding from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Now that he has concealed his identity for several months, and it has been a few days since he returned to Qixia, no one has recognized him as the eldest young master of the family. The clothes were like his name, and he finally understood.

After he walked out into the street in straw sandals and kudzu, no one would avoid him or call him. What's more, on the day he wandered around the city looking for someone, he was followed by a silly runny girl. He didn't know when this stupid girl caught a cold.

I got up from the broken alley early in the morning, and it was another day to look for Luo Gan.

Everyone who met them at this time knew that they were in for them—two people who were not quite normal looking like they were covered in filth and kept touching their empty bellies.

Finally unable to stand the gazes of passers-by, Ning Zhi decided to buy a few steamed buns and dragged the silly girl away from the block.

Maybe passers-by didn't expect to ask Hanako to buy steamed buns without counting the copper plates, so they grabbed a handful directly into their pockets and stretched them out. The owner of the steamed bun shop does not take advantage of this homeless and bitter child, and he wraps all the steamed buns in exchange.

When the silly girl saw the steamed bun, she stretched out her hand to grab it, but Ning Zhi held up the food and led the silly girl to the north of the city.

Lin Zhinian's pharmacy is located on the side of an old street in the north of the city, and after Ning Zhinian deliberately bypassed that street, he didn't know where to go for a while.

While teasing the silly girl, he also fell into depression, he couldn't imagine that Luo Gan would disappear even if he wanted to break his head. I heard that someone had fallen into the water by the river, and that it was a drunken man who had come out of a tavern, and I heard that a bearded man had carried a young man home, and the locks of his house had been picked. He immediately fell in love and spent the night in the neighborhood to inquire for news.

As a result, those people said that Qixia's old house with few people had a broken sleeve, and they picked out the handsome young man who walked alone at night. Someone else claimed that he saw that the old house, which had never been lit, had been lit all night.

Ning Zhi didn't even dare to tell them that one of his friends had disappeared at this time.

After hiding in the debris of the broken alley all night, he suddenly found that his life had become a search for some time.

Looking for someone who suddenly disappeared, looking for someone who was found and then robbed, looking for someone who held a friend's sword of guarding......

In the past, the noble son who was always confident was hit by this series of events, and the more he walked to a secluded place, he didn't notice when there was an extra person behind him.

The man kept shouting, "Hua Duan! Hua Duan!"

It sounds familiar. Ning Zhi turned his head in confusion, and his hand was suddenly empty. The middle-aged man who called his name skillfully took the steamed bun and gave him a grin.

The silly girl cried and hid behind him, Wu Yi touched his face and pulled the smile on his lips to the most gentle degree.

But the girl never dared to come out.

Ning Zhi didn't care too much about the stupid girl's reaction. A large powerful hand stretched out in front of him in mid-air, and his dexterous five fingers clasped the coarse cloth of the steamed bun.

Confronted by a pair of thick calloused veterans who did not lose their momentum and were older, the owner of the hand had a sly smile on his face. Snatching people's love, Wu Yi did it from his teens to his fifties. Even if your temples are gray, it is not easy to give up the delicious taste that is close at hand.

Silence, silence is a big white steamed bun that is cold by the autumn wind.

The weak momentum is naturally Ning Zhi, who didn't eat enough last night. "You old man, you are willing to come to Qixia~"

The voice of the first to speak was full of hunger. The smile after Wu Yi let go of his hand was like a spring breeze blowing across Ning Zhi's face. Ning Zhi was moved to throw away all his depression, took out a steamed bun for himself, and decided to celebrate.

Knowing his heart, Wu Yi also took out a steamed bun.

The rest was blown away by the silly girl who swept by like the wind.

Silly girls aren't stupid, really.

After Wu Yi ate the big steamed bun and wiped it clean, he touched his stomach with satisfaction. In fact, he had eaten in the morning, so he didn't feel hungry.

He squatted in the corner with Ning Zhi, "Oh, eldest nephew, why can't you think so much about coming to the bottom to experience life?" You see it's cold this day, why don't you hurry back and find a maid to warm the bed." ”

"Angkor, it's a mistake. ”

"Huh, is there any?" Wu Yi picked his nostrils, "My son is so adult, you call Uncle is not bad, right?"

Ning Zhi tugged at the corners of his mouth and gave him a blank look. Thinking of the past ten years, when did Wu Yi come to Qixia to find a bunch of things for them? This person is still arguing with him.

"That's enough, get down to business. He didn't care about the steamed bun.

In the cold wind, Wu Yi rubbed his palms and shrunk into a ball. The vicissitudes of life voice said slowly: "The chrysanthemums in the north of the city are blooming well, Uncle saw a man who was spoiling these flowers, and came to tell you a ......."

Ning stood up stubbornly, "What are you talking about! What kind of person is such a dog? It's so hateful." ”

"Hurry up, he's still wreaking havoc there. He blinked, smiling rather than smiling.

Ning Zhi was about to rush forward, but the empathetic Wu Yi grabbed him, untied the kitchen knife at his waist and handed it to him. Ning Zhi shouted "Sin is not death", but Wu Yi said "just grinded".

Under the difficulty of being gracious, Ning Zhi couldn't shirk it, so he had to wave a shiny kitchen knife and rush to the street, heading straight for the wild chrysanthemum bushes on the hillside north of the city.

"Young people are resolute in doing things. The kind-faced middle-aged man touched his short beard, and was going to talk to the girl who was well-behaved and ate steamed buns, but a wind blew and the girl disappeared.

And the howling cry that faded away......

The silly girl chased the man with the kitchen knife in the noisy crowd, she didn't want to, she really didn't want to be abandoned by this man.

She is not stupid, she knows that as long as she follows this man, she will be able to have something to eat.

When a man runs, she runs. When a man turns, she also turns.

Finally, when Ning Zhi stopped in front of a hillside, she also stopped, and stood there quietly and continued to eat steamed buns.

A large field of chrysanthemums bloomed on the hillside, and under the cypress trees next to the flowers, Ning Zhi and his friends often talked about the world. Ning Zhi looked at it for a long time, but did not find anything unusual about the chrysanthemum bush.

It wasn't until he walked under the tree and changed his perspective that he saw a quilt wrapped in a long strip lying among the flowers.

Leaning on the pace of the past, it slowly slowed down and lightened, and the soft mud that stepped into it stuck to the feet, cold and biting.

Ning Zhi couldn't help but think of it, if it was a corpse, why should it be wrapped in a quilt?

The closer he got to this quilt, the more curious Ning Zhi became. Suddenly, the approaching end of the quilt moved, and a big foot came out.

It happened that it was close at this time, and it directly poked the bridge of Ning Zhi's nose. There was a muffled snort from the "quilt", and Ning Zhi was stunned for a long time, and an indescribable smell poked into his nostrils in an extremely wild manner.

It wasn't until the quilt slowly unfolded that Ning Zhi didn't stare at someone sitting up, but begged for mercy and exited the flowers. Because for him, it is far more important to empty his body to resist the strong smell than to think about the things in the moment.

The taste of bitter water and sour water in his mouth was something that Ning Ning couldn't forget for a long time. He said hello to Luo Gan, who was sitting on the quilt, and left this sad flower bush from then on.

Luo Qian pondered for a while before responding awkwardly: "...... Ning Zhi, early on. ”

The quilt was the same as the one he slept in last night, and he could even see his own broken shoes wrapped in it. So what to make of that man, the man who threw him out into the field and wrapped him in a quilt while he was asleep? Luo Gan didn't know what was going on, he had become a man who could be at the mercy of strangers after he had fallen asleep.

It can be said to be intimate, or it can be said to be ...... The most valuable things on Luo Gan's body are gone: Jade Jue, silk bag, and Shouyuan Sword.

He also decided to leave this sad place and carry this mud-stained quilt on his back.

When he walked behind Ning Zhi, he seemed to have discovered something. "Well, what are you doing with a kitchen knife?"

"I looked for you for a long time yesterday, thinking you had been robbed by some scoundrel. Ning Zhi frowned tightly and didn't reply, "So I picked up a kitchen knife on the spot to serve as a deterrent." ”

"It's quite new, who's it, I don't want it. ”

"yes, what a fool would throw away such a good kitchen knife. ”

"Yes...... Hello, Hello, Hello!" Luo Gan covered his head, which was sore by the wind at night, and secretly remembered what this old rascal had done. The hangover hit, barely steady, and he could still walk.

Back on the street again, because he disliked the kitchen knife in the way, Luo Gan proposed to exchange the kitchen knife for food.

Ning Zhi also thought that this was a good idea and immediately put it into action.

There are a few doors, and there is basically no one who is willing to exchange. First, the three of them are in tatters, and second, the bargaining chips of the transaction cannot be negotiated. No one wants to trade their hard-earned food for a spare kitchen knife.

The proposal to go to Lin Zhinian was vetoed by Ning Zhinian.

He would rather not see Lin Zhinian than teach her to see his down-and-out appearance. vowed to go to Sanli Village to save the villagers from fire and water, but was driven down the mountain by an inexplicable person halfway.

Unable to exchange for food, he decided to go directly.

But God seemed to be able to sense their suffering, and when the old beggar who was walking with a bamboo cane appeared, Ning Zhi and Luo Gan invariably held their breath and stared at the person for fear of admitting their mistake.

But how could this be mistaken? Sharp eyes like knives, old and unfading momentum, and a random beggar on the side of the road can have?

Sure enough, the old beggar walked straight up to them.