Xiao Er put a few plates of hot dishes and a jar of wine on the table, and then walked away.

Bai Zhen went to the mud seal, poured Zhao Baiyi and himself full of wine, and picked up the bowl: "What?

Zhao Baiyi sniffed the wine, didn't say much, raised his head and dried it in one go.

Bai Zhen raised his eyebrows, but he was not ambiguous, and drank it all. The wine ran down my throat, and the burning and stinging sensation was extremely unpleasant. Bai Zhen only held on for a moment, and then couldn't help but lean down and cover his mouth and cough. His cheeks flushed with a violent cough, and tears flowed from the spicy liquor.

Zhao Baiyi didn't worry much when he saw him like this, but laughed heartily: "You still don't know how to drink?

Bai Zhen coughed for a long time before stopping, looked at Zhao Baiyi with misty eyes, and lost his calm: "Yunyi, drink with me for a while." You're a good drinker, and if I'm drunk, send me upstairs, and I'm uncomfortable. I can't tell if it's because of the cough and tears, or because the sadness in my heart can't be relieved and I express a little bit, so he looks so sad.

Zhao Baiyi was stunned when he saw this, and his face became a little solemn: "What's wrong with you?"

Bai Zhen shook his head without answering, and reached out to reach for the wine jar again.

Zhao Baiyi hurriedly grabbed his hand, and his voice was slightly deep: "What's wrong with you? ”

Bai Zhen pursed his lips, broke away from his hand vigorously, and picked up the wine jar to fill his bowl, but he didn't drink it immediately. He put the jar back on the table heavily, or slammed it back to the table with the force of the jar's fall, and his hand didn't raise it again, but it collapsed on the table. He propped his head with his other hand, his fingers were inserted into his hair and scratched irritably, shaking his head weakly: "Yunyi, don't ask, don't ask, I can't say." Just let me get drunk this time, it's really uncomfortable, get drunk, it's fine. ”

Zhao Baiyi stretched out his hand to support the wine jar, and only looked back at him when he heard him speak: "Can't you vent in another way?"

Bai Zhen's expression was hidden in the shadow cast by his arm, and his voice with a wry smile trembled slightly, and even cried a little: "I don't want to look at myself so soberly, I just want to get drunk happily." Wait until you wake up...... Just get me drunk this once, okay?"

Zhao Baiyi looked at him silently, sighed silently after a long time, and then replied softly: "Well, drink, I'll send you back." ”

The corners of Bai Zhen's mouth pulled out an ugly smile, and then he thanked him almost inaudibly: "Thank you." ”

Zhao Baiyi did not try to persuade, but poured two bowls of wine again and again, accompanied him to drink it silently, and poured it again and again.

At this time, Bai Zhen, who is powerless except to blindly anesthetize himself, as long as he wakes up, he will still be the Bai Dagongzi who is stronger than anyone else and has no flaws.

Zhao Baiyi was willing to believe, so he was willing to watch him get drunk with tears that flowed out at some point and for some reason.

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"Senior brother. "Big brother. When the disciples of the Huashan Sect saw Mo Zhi's cough, they all stopped what they were doing and greeted them with a smile.

Mo Zhicough did not smile and talk to them as usual, but with a solemn face, he asked if the master was on the mountain, and walked away quickly.

In the simple and quiet courtyard, an old man with a long beard is tending to flowers and plants, and the scenery is peaceful.

But this sentiment was broken with Mo Zhiqi's intrusion. The old man turned back a little dissatisfied, and when he saw that the person who came was coughing, his face softened a little, but he still blamed: "Teach you to calm down, why are you so impetuous?"

Mo Zhicough didn't say much, knelt down in front of the old man, kowtowed three times uprightly, and then stood up: "Master, I'm here to resign." ”

"Resignation?" Yi Ye was stunned, obviously not understanding what he meant, "What does this mean?"

Mo Zhicough said briefly: "My brother has been here, let me go back to the puppet palace." ”

Ren Ye Yi frowned: "Which one?"

Mo coughed and said, "My second brother." At the end, he added: "It's also what my eldest brother meant." ”

Hearing the first sentence, Ren Ye wanted to say something, but when he heard the latter sentence, he was silent, and after a while, he asked, "Is it time to go back?"

Mo Zhicough nodded: "Although the second brother said that if I don't force it, I can continue to stay in Huashan, but I can't do it." ”

Ren Ye sighed lightly: "That's the same, I can't force you to stay here, after all, the puppet palace is your home, right?"

Mo Zhicough looked directly into Master's eyes, and although his voice was soft, it was very firm: "I want to go home." ”

Ren Ye sighed helplessly, and pointed to the stone table next to him: "Sit down and talk about it, I still have something I want to ask, if you are not in a hurry, you can talk to me first." "Walk over and sit down first.

Mo Zhicough had no choice but to nod and sit down according to the words, his eyes staring at the ground, not knowing how to speak.

Ren Ye looked at Mo Zhi cough with complicated eyes and asked, "Do they also want to go back to the puppet palace?"

Mo Zhicough shook his head: "It shouldn't be, the second brother said that they still have something to do, let me and the third brother guard the puppet palace." ”

Ren Ye seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't say anything, he stood up in silence and walked into the room, only to come out after a long time.

Mo Zhicough was still sitting on the stone bench, and when he heard the footsteps of the master, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Yi Ye, lowered his head again, and was silent.

Ren Ye put the one-foot-long wooden box in his arms on the table, and then retreated to Mo Zhiyu: "This is what your father deposited with me and entrusted me with safekeeping. ”

Hearing the word "father", which should be familiar but unfamiliar, Mo Zhicough raised his head violently and looked at the box.

Ordinary dark brown wooden box, nothing out of the ordinary. There was still a little dust left on it, probably because of the accumulation of years of age, and a simple wipe of any leaf did not clean it up. The wooden box was quietly placed on the table, coldly obscuring all the contents inside. Mo Zhicough tried to raise his hand, as if he wanted to see what was inside, but his fingertips fell back weakly after a slight tremble, and he didn't move.

He didn't have the courage to open the wooden box, and he didn't have the courage to look at the last thing left for the children by the loved ones who were slowly blurring in his memory. He didn't dare.

"Cough suppressant. Ren Ye finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Mo Zhicough looked up blankly, looking for the direction of the voice, and seemed unable to make out who this unusually familiar voice came from. For a long time, his eyes slowly focused, regained his composure, his lips moved lightly, and he called "Master". His voice trembled, and there was a little uncertainty in it.

The master, who has been called for more than ten years, has long forgotten his other identity - or rather, he deliberately forgot that the person in front of him is a relative connected to his blood, a person who should call him "second grandfather".

How could any Ye not understand what he was thinking now? But he couldn't point it out, so he could only look away, not facing Mo Zhi's confused eyes: "I haven't opened this box, and I don't know what's in it." But according to your father's account, this box should be in the hands of your eldest brother. Cough, listen. You have to hand over this box to your eldest brother and hide it from your third brother, understand?"

Mo coughed puzzled: "Why?"

Ren Ye shook his head: "I don't know, but what your father told me was to give it to your eldest brother when necessary." If your eldest brother is gone, give it to the one of your brothers who is not left in the puppet palace. If they are all in the puppet palace, open the box, and there is a letter left for me inside, which says who this box can entrust. ”

Mo Zhi coughed for a while, and asked slowly: "It means, as long as I send this box safely to my eldest brother and don't let anyone know about it, right?"

Ren Ye nodded, and emphasized again: "Including you, no one can look at this box until your eldest brother gets it." ”

Mo Zhicough nodded silently: "I know, Master rest assured." ”

There was also a little more tiredness of the old man between Ye Ye's eyebrows: "I have taught you everything I can teach you over the years, and if I want to say anything, there is nothing particularly worth saying." You go, remember, when you step out of Huashan, you will no longer be my disciple of Huashan. The wanderer will finally return home, and when he returns home, he greets and apologizes to your father on my behalf. ”

Mo Zhicough just kept nodding, and his lowered eyes hid weakness.

Ren Ye looked up at the sky and muttered, "This day, I'm afraid it's going to change." ”

In late autumn, the light has been lost early.

The night was already very deep, but Zhao Baiyi was extremely awake when lying on the bed.

Bai Zhen is very similar to his father in his bones. And Bai Yaotang is the kind of person, let alone ten years, that is, a lifetime, and he will not change. His back and temperament will always be like that.

What is the reason for him to get drunk like that?

With a helpless smile, Zhao Baiyi turned over, took a deep breath to clear out distracting thoughts, and then closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

As the drowsiness grew, Zhao Baiyi silently recited in his heart: "Sleep, wait until dawn and it will be over." "Then you will fall into a deep sleep.

"It's out of the water!" a noisy voice appeared without warning, vaguely mixed with a few familiar voices, but I couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"What are you doing?" This was Ran Haoxuan's voice, without emotion, but deliberately low.

"Tell your lordship...... Gone out of the water. Han Yan's solemn voice could barely be discerned from the messy voice.

"Shut up!" Probably because Zhao Qingyan had been awakened, Ran Haoyan didn't deliberately lower his voice, scolded, and waited for the messy conversation to be quiet for a while before asking, "Where is the water?"

The noise that had been suppressed for a few minutes rose again, and then he heard Han Yan reply loudly: "Wooden Horse Hou Mansion." ”

Trojan Marquis Mansion ...... Trojan Horse Hou Mansion!

Zhao Baiyi was completely sleepy for a while, turned up on his heels, put on his shoes and ran out.

Not only the guards of the Qi Palace, but even the little two of the inn and the people staying in the inn were crowded at this crowded door. Ran Haoyan stood at the door of the room, firmly blocking everyone who tried to enter the room, but Zhao Qingyan did not appear.

"Haoxuan!" Zhao Baiyi only heard Zhao Qingyan shouting Ran Haoxuan, and the rest of the words were covered by the sound of conversation.

Ran Haoxuan heard it clearly, took a deep breath, and the voice infused with internal force spread throughout the inn, steadily suppressing all the voices: "The guards of the Qi Palace, the guards of the Great Inner Palace, obey the order, expel irrelevant personnel, quickly tidy up their clothes, bring weapons, and immediately rush to the Wooden Marquis Mansion." Anyone who obstructs will be punished as obstructing official affairs!" followed by another sentence: "Leader Han Yan, go to the Trojan Marquis Mansion quickly, Chu Zhenye and Shen Yifan will stay and help stop this group of people, and I will serve the young master to change clothes." ”

Zhao Baiyi only felt dizzy, and didn't dare to think about what his cousin was like now.

Dressed neatly, Jiang Wuyan, who had been leaning against the door to listen to the situation, waited for Ran Haoxuan to finish speaking, and immediately spoke: "Then I'll go and see the situation first." ”

Ran Haoxuan bowed slightly: "It's troublesome." ”

Jiang Wuyan smiled, raised his hand and grabbed the door frame above his head, and flew directly over the heads of the onlookers who were crowded with no empty space, and with a few taps on the wall with his toes, he landed ten feet away, and jumped away again without pause.

Zhao Baiyi vaguely saw Jiang Wuyan arguing with Han Yan at the door of the inn who had passed a step later and said something, and Han Yan shook his head. Then the crowd surged, and when they looked again, both were gone.

Zhao Baiyi didn't have the heart to think about this irrelevant trivial matter, just held on to the door frame to stabilize his body, and said to himself with a wry smile: "When the dawn comes, it's all over...... Will it still be bright today? Can we wait?"