The storyteller received today's reward from the fat shopkeeper holding an iron abacus, and walked straight out of the Moon Tower.

Outside, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the street.

"The weather is really unbearable today, and I don't know where the old man has gone. The boy tightened his leather jacket, looked up at the sky, and looked around from side to side.

The streets are deserted, with no one left or right.

The little boy stuffed the money bag and the folding fan in his hand into his arms, and smiled.

I saw him rolling in the snow with dexterity.

Then, it turned into a small beast with white fur like snow, and disappeared into the snow with its four hooves lightly.

"Beasts?"

On a roof outside the Moon Tower, there were two people drinking cross-legged in the snow, and they didn't move even if the wind and snow fell.

The wine is a common lamb wine in Beiliang City, made from millet rice that can only be grown in the three northern states of Great Xia, supplemented by tender mutton and green apricots in early spring.

The amber elixir was served in a small ding, warm on top of the red clay stove.

There is snow falling in the ding, but the aroma of wine is more intense.

The man who spoke was the man with white hair and white eyebrows tied to a bamboo sword who couldn't tell his age.

It was the white-robed overseer Feng Xiaoqing who was in charge of the Martial Arts Pavilion of the Three Prefectures in the Northern Land of Great Xia.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of playfulness in his voice.

The old man in the cloak and hat sat cross-legged, added a few pieces of new charcoal to the small stove in front of him, and chuckled: "It's the descendant of the pulsatilla, this old thing will enjoy it, these years have left the battlefield and left the temple, and he has become the famous Bai Laojiu on the "Kyushu Side Gate List" as a storyteller, but he is also a wonderful person!"

"Who says it's not!" Feng Xiaoqing was stunned, scooped up a scoop of wine from the ding, drank it all with the wind and snow, and muttered: "It's like a lamb's wine today, but I don't see the pulsatilla pot and then drunk and lying on the battlefield." There are countless wonderful people in this Kyushu, but this Bai Lao Jiu is the most difficult for people to see. ”

The corners of the old man's mouth outlined a somewhat playful arc, and he smiled: "In this world, there will be people who can't be understood by the Great Xia Prison Martial Pavilion, and things that can't be seen through?"

"If you talk about the people and things on the rivers and lakes, then there is naturally none. Feng Xiaoqing rubbed his two hands lightly on his eyebrows, paused, and said slowly: "But although this Bai Laojiu entered the battlefield first and then entered the temple, these two places are not real rivers and lakes after all. ”

"Not in the rivers and lakes?" the old man smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said softly: "In this world, this Kyushu, which place can be separated from the rivers and lakes?

"You old boy is quite good at talking, I think you don't want to play with those chessboard pieces anymore, just learn from this pulsatilla, get rid of the Hunting Immortal Mountain, and come to my Daxia to tell stories." Feng Xiaoqing flicked his fingers away the snow that fell on his shoulder, and laughed softly: "Wouldn't it be better to be able to leave a name on the list of machine towers that day, than to be trapped in the mountains and cities of Northern Qin?"

seemed to realize something, and the Grand Overseer of the Prison Martial Pavilion, who made the entire rivers and lakes in the three northern states want to talk about it, couldn't help laughing, and said again and again: "I'm about to forget, the four demons of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting on Hunting Immortal Mountain, which one is not on the "Kyushu Assassin List" on the machine tower that day, remember that on the last Jiazi list, the word chess demon was the sixth on that list, right?"

The old man was silent, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "It's the seventh ......."

Feng Xiaoqing stopped talking, staring at the gradually boiling elixir in front of him.

As the old man said, that year, the sixth person on the "Kyushu Assassin List" was a blind man surnamed Yanagi Six Fingers.

was on the list, and then it was on the list again.

There is a qin demon in Kyushu, and his hands give birth to six fingers.

Playing the twelve strings, the magic sound can mess with the world the most.

can hold the piano and swing the sky, and can also brush the sword to inherit the world.

"Brother Liu, how long can you last?"

Feng Xiaoqing raised the empty wine cup and gently flicked it from the ding, and the amber elixir rippled from the cup.

His voice was soft, with a sense of amazement.

"Although he was robbed of the Dao Source by the 'Winner Little Ancestral Dragon' and his realm fell, it was still no problem to live for another three Jiazi. The old man lowered his head and refilled the firewood into the stove, making the flames in the furnace much stronger, and said in a deep voice: "Today's Northern Regions are the Northern Regions of the winners after all. Although Hunting Immortal Mountain can defend a mountain and a city, sometimes it has to bow its head after all. In the past, when the Chixiao Sword was sent out of Northern Qin, Brother Liu did not hesitate to spend a Jiazi Shouyuan to hide from the sky and the sea. This time, when the girl entered the 'Unloading City', I thought about it, and most of the remaining two Jiazi Shouyuan were not much left. ”

"To cook wine, you must burn your heart and listen to the piano. Feng Xiaoqing smiled softly and untied the emerald bamboo sword at his waist.

With a slight stroke, the bamboo sword turned into a bamboo flute.

"I don't think I will have the opportunity to drink another glass of this lamb wine with Brother Liu in the future. ”

Putting the bamboo flute in front of his lips, Feng Xiaoqing whispered to himself.

The sound of the flute sounded in the snow.

Melodious, yet ethereal.

A song falls.

The wind and snow in Beiliang City were at this moment, slightly stagnant.

Then, it slowly fell.

"It is enough for Brother Liu to have Brother Feng's confidant in this life. ”

The old man sitting on one side closed his eyes slightly, and there were crystal droplets of water rolling down the corners of his eyes, muttering in a low voice.

He suddenly remembered the day he left Hunting Immortal Mountain.

At the head of the city, there is a qin demon caressing the phoenix guqin.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, reverberating for ten miles.

But I don't want today, after two hundred and seventy years.

On the "Kyushu Jinse List", the thirteenth-ranked guqin 'Crane Bone' and the fifth-ranked guqin 'Fengxian'.

Separated from north and south, across time, and once again harmonious.

The so-called wine is less than a thousand glasses of confidants.

Although Feng Xiaoqing and the chess demon don't know themselves, they are also old acquaintances.

A ding of lamb wine, two people drank for a long time.

It's getting dark, and it's not enough to have fun.

The last cup was drunk, and the chess demon finally stopped adding new energy to the furnace.

Standing up tremblingly, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

Shaking off the wind and snow on his body and hammering his stiff waist, Han Li laughed at himself: "It's really not good to be old......

Feng Xiaoqing withdrew Xiao Ding and looked at the corner of the old man's mouth with a hint of playfulness, "I heard you say this sentence more than two hundred years ago." ”

Chess Demon Han Li untied his hat, shook it in his hand, looked up at the sky, and said: "Heaven and man can't fight for the five decays, and they will eventually grow old and die, isn't it? In this world, who is not afraid of old age? Who is not afraid of death? I am just more afraid than others, so I often talk about it, which is equivalent to telling myself that I should spare my life when I am alive." ”

Feng Xiaoqing was stunned, couldn't help but smile, and chuckled: "If this sentence is said from other people's mouths, it can be said from the mouth of the Immortal Hunter Mountain Chess Demon who even dared to attack and kill the Northern Qin Holy Emperor, I really don't know how to believe it." ”

"When you are in the prime of life, you can be fearless, that is fate, you can't escape, you can't hide. But people, once you get old, it's better to spare your life after all. Putting the hat back on his head, the chess demon's originally gray eyes returned to clarity in an instant, and he smiled and said: "People will grow old and die, but this rivers and lakes, this world will never get old." Those of us who are old immortals in the eyes of the world, since we are hopeless to become immortals, what we can do now is to keep our lives and pave the way for future generations, so that Kyushu in this life can have a few more seeds to leap into dragons and conquer the great world. ”

Feng Xiaoqing stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to see through the layers of clouds, and said softly: "Yes, another great world is coming!"

It is a great world, and it is a rare prosperous age.

As the chess demon said, it is time to spare your life.

If you can't fight for the five decays of heaven and man, you can't be an immortal in the end.

But if you can protect the future generations of Kyushu, it is undoubtedly good.

Prosperity is coming.

If you die before the heyday, you can't see the battle of the world, it's a pity!

......

Outside Beiliang City, only reckless.

It's rare to see people still on the road on such snowy days.

A scarlet horse gallops across the snowfield, from far to near.

On horseback sat a young girl in a scarlet cloak, with a graceful and slender posture and a light veil covering her face.

The girl stood in front of Beiliang City, with a hint of tiredness in her eyes.

Turning over and jumping off the horse, the girl led the horse into the post station outside the city.

"The shopkeeper, warm a pot of the best wine, and then cut half a catty of braised beef! ”

The girl rubbed her red hands together and sighed softly.

The shot is generous, and as soon as you make a shot, you will throw out a piece of snowflake silver.

The voice is delicate, but it is chivalrous.

Those who can operate a post station outside Beiliang City are naturally not mediocre people.

The shopkeeper is a pretty sister who is still charming, nearly forty years old but extremely well maintained.

Seeing that although this girl had no servants to follow, she had a calm and atmospheric temperament, so she naturally did not dare to slack off.

"The girl rested a little, and the wine and meat came at once. ”

Taking the silver ingot, the female shopkeeper chuckled and walked to the back kitchen.

When he came out again, he held a copper stove in his hand.

It burns sandalwood, which can both ward off the cold and refresh the mind.

Handing the stove to the girl, the female shopkeeper, who was called a pretty sable cicada by the merchants from the north and south, chuckled: "The snow is a little cold, the girl warms up first, and drives the cold of this road." ”

"Thank you!" Taking the stove in her arms, the girl nodded and smiled lightly.

The shopkeeper smiled, turned around and walked back to the counter, staring out the window in a daze with her head on her back.

The wine and food were served quickly, and after a while, they were delivered by a child who was only eight or nine years old with a tray.

The child was very well-behaved, set up the dishes and chopsticks, smiled shyly at the girl, and said softly that my sister was slow, and then jumped and ran to the back kitchen.

The aroma of wine is tangy, and the aroma of meat is also strong.

The female shopkeeper is very intimate, the wine is plain and elegant, and the meat is as thin as a cicada's wings.

Very much in line with the girl's wishes, she nodded with satisfaction.

Gently remove the veil and pick up the chopsticks to prepare.

Born to be charming, it is natural.

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of the female shopkeeper who came back.

Pretty Diao Chan couldn't help but be a little stunned, chuckled, and said to herself: "Isn't this girl a fairy from the Nine Heavens?"

"Full!"

After a long pause, a pot of wine and a plate of meat went down.

The girl smiled with satisfaction and patted her little belly.

He didn't seem to plan to sit and stay longer, and after he was full of wine and food, he got up and planned to leave.

"The bastard surnamed Jiang, and the dead girl Ji Xiaoyue, let's see you in Beiqin!"

Walking out of the gate of the post station and looking at the head of Beiliang City in the distance, the girl gritted her teeth.

If Jiang Xiaoman was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it.

At this time, the silver tooth clenched and looked at Beiliang City, it was the little lord of the Xuan family who was dressed as a man in Fancheng that day, Xuan Zhiqiu.

At the moment, it may be because of the wind and snow, and there are not many guests in the inn.

The female shopkeeper is rarely idle, warms a pot of wine for herself, sits comfortably in front of the window to drink and enjoy the snow, and her posture is lazy.

"It's really similar to Qingluan's girl, she looks alike, and her temper is even more similar. The pretty sable cicada lightly supported her chin with her slender hand, looked at the fiery red figure that was riding away, and the corners of her mouth raised lightly, "Provoked the little county lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the little Vermilion Bird of the Jiang family has suffered it." ”