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Tips: In accordance with many years of practice, a special occasion for the New Year will be inserted, which will not affect the context. The text will be changed in the next chapter.

The time point was the first New Year's Eve after Lu Chai was injured and rescued by the head of Zhao Muya.

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Even the poor and desolate territory will become a bit more lively than usual at the end of the year. In the twelfth lunar month, the streets of Boundless City were crowded with small merchants and vendors, selling food, couplets, and small merchants from outside the country, carrying colorful hairpin boxes in their burdens, and business was booming.

Lu Zhui actually likes to join in the fun.

Perhaps it was because the childhood in Mingyue Tomb was too quiet, and when he returned to Feiliu City, his family was no longer as prosperous as before. In the huge Lu Fu, there were very few households. So he always likes New Year, he can go shopping on the street to see the sugar-transforming people, the shadow puppets, and there will be a firework on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, squeezing in the crowd with ordinary children, watching the sky bloom again and again Brilliant, smiled and stretched out his hands for cheers.

Growing up, this habit has not changed.

The people in the vast city only knew that Chaomuya was the bandit’s den, but they didn’t know who was there. At this time, when they saw a gentleman and elegant son on the street, they thought it was a foreigner on the road. They all smiled and greeted him and asked him if he could To stay in, but to eat, and even the owner of the dim sum shop on the street asked him if he had become a pro.

"Not yet." Lu Chai replied.

The boss beamed his brows and hurriedly handed over a piece of freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus cake with honey on it.

After thanking Lu Zhui, he took a bite and said, "But there is a sweetheart."

The boss smiled condensed on his face and felt that he had been cheated.

Lu Zhui squeezed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake all the way out of the city and returned to Chaomuya.

The sky just darkened, a group of younger brothers were hanging on tiptoes and hanging lanterns, and the people next to them were sticking the big "Fu" upright on the door of the cottage. The red and bright one was written by Lu Zhui's own writing, with dragons flying and phoenix dancing, wild and unruly.

The third master's name is Wang Jian, both the accountant and the teacher, and he is complimenting: "The second master is really well written."

"It's so prosperous, it has the flavor of the New Year." Lu Chai said with a smile, "It's lively and festive just looking at it."

After posting the word "Fu", the younger brother picked up the couplet again, put the paste on it, and patted it on the post. After posting it, he was triumphant. It was not high or low, and the position was just right.

Lu Zhui: "..."

Wang Jian: "..."

The little brother cleaned up the paste and returned to the cottage happily, ready to go to the kitchen to see if he could eat supper. The two masters were left standing in the wind, looking at the inverted couplet, slightly messy.

After a while, Lu Chai comforted: "Maybe it's because I wrote the word too sloppyly, so the brothers can't see the pros and cons." It's not that the third master did not teach well.

Wang Jian was unable to wave his hand, his eyes were bleak, and he felt that he had been busy for a year.

All the way to the place of residence, there are red and colorful spring festival couplets everywhere, anyway, the second master writes a lot, neither post it nor post it. The smell of wine and meat overflowed everywhere, **** and laughing, and I would not rest until midnight.

Lu Chai closed the courtyard door and made a quiet place for himself.

Even though I spent a whole day in the city, I didn't feel tired. There were exquisite hip flasks and white porcelain cups on the table. He blanched the cup and warmed the wine. He had just poured a few cups, but someone knocked on the door.

"I know you haven't slept." Zhao Yue carried the wine jar in his hand, "For those of you who are celebrating the New Year, just give up your bland and tasteless Moon Dew Pear Blossom and have a few rounds of drinks together."

Lu Zhui said, "I'm not good at drinking."

"It's just a happy picture." Zhao Yue took his shoulders and walked out together. "Brothers are all gathered on the top of the mountain. You need a big bowl of wine to have a good time. If you drink alone, your mind will only increase."

Lu Chau smiled: "What if I am drunk?"

"When I get drunk, I will go to bed and wake up, just to eat tomorrow night's New Year's Eve dinner." Zhao Yue said, "In my own home, I am afraid I will sell you while drunk."

On both sides of the mountain road, countless bonfires are burning, almost half the sky is brightened. The barbecue sizzled, sprinkled with a handful of seasoning, and the fragrance spread everywhere, causing Lu Zhui to swallow his saliva.

"Master!"

"Second Master!"

The younger brother kept saying hello along the way, and Lu asked, "Where is Wang Jian?"

"I'm afraid I dare not come." Zhao Yue smiled, "On weekdays, he is in charge of teaching and literacy. If he makes a mistake, he will be punished and written. The brothers have been holding back for a year, and they are all waiting for revenge. , Don’t hide as far as possible."

Lu Zhui also laughed: "No wonder the master forbade me to teach when I first came to Chaomuya."

"What book to teach." Zhao Yue shook his head and handed him a bowl of wine. "You are not a scholar."

Lu asked, "What is the temperament of a scholar?"

"Sincere and pedantic, there is a good old man." Zhao Yue said, "Wang Jian is like that."

Lu Zhui asked again, "What about me?"

"You have too many things in your heart." Zhao Yue said, "People who have too many thoughts can't be Mr. Master."

Lu Chai raised his head and drank a bowl of wine.

"Okay!" A group of younger brothers around applauded.

Lu Zhui was almost choked.

Zhao Yue smiled and patted him on the back, and said, "When I went down the mountain today, I met the old money in the accountant."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Zhao Yue said: "He really wants to marry his daughter to you."

Lu Zhui said, "If I remember correctly, he wanted to hire a son-in-law last month, he is the master."

Zhao Yue said frankly: "I didn't want to get married, so he changed his goals."

Lu asked: "Why don't you want to get married?"

Zhao Yue replied: "Because of trouble."

"When I meet someone I like, I want to spend time with him. It's not enough to get along day and night. How can it be troublesome." Lu Chai said, "In the future, the master will understand."

Zhao Yue said: "Listening to you, it's like someone from here."

Lu Zhui didn't deny it, but just filled himself with a bowl of wine.

Spicy enters the throat, and melancholy can also dispel three points. There is a vigorous fire in front of my ears, laughter and fist-guessing sound in my ears, and people everywhere. Such a lively reunion scene has never been seen before. It is very mundane and warm, warm enough to dispel the winter cold and let blood. All become hot.

Drinking is boring when you are not drunk, and you are not boring when you are drunk. Only when you are drunk, you can live up to the beautiful scenery, and you can leave your troubles behind.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yue called the younger brother and sent him back to his residence.

The sober soup is warm, sour and spicy, with shredded eggs and fungus inside. Lu Chai couldn’t laugh or cry. This 80% was the kitchen’s Aunt Li himself—always complaining that he was too thin and wanted a bowl of Yangchun noodles to be filled with beef. On weekdays, he couldn’t wait to add rice to the clear soup. **** off.

But the taste is good. Lu Zhui turned the lights on and ate as a supper. In fact, he was not too drunk. He was blown by the wind on the way back, and he became sober. After eating a bowl of hot and sour soup, Lu Zhui sighed contentedly. He was completely sleepy and went to Houshan Hot Spring. .

The younger brother in charge of the guard asked repeatedly and confirmed that the second master was indeed not drunk, and only let him go sideways. When he left, he was worried. He also had to say to the newly-changed connector of the third master during the Chinese New Year: "The days increase, the years increase the life."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Lu Zhui said: "Spring is full of universe and blessings."

The younger brother smiled and sent the bathing utensils. After all, the second master is a meticulous and gentle person. When he returned to the hot spring, he could smell the fragrance of medicine even outside.

Lu Chai leaned against Chi Bi, and the milky white warm water filled his chest, the temperature was just right. The hair tied behind me didn't know when it was already unraveled, and it was black and shiny when it was attached to my body after being wet.

The people of Chaomuya raised him very well. Zhao Yue, Wang Jian, the aunt in the kitchen, the old money in the accountant, and many younger brothers, everyone treats him well. No one asked him about the origin of his injuries. The first time I met, I made a stew of soup. I asked the doctor to ask the doctor. I even picked the best and most sunny in the yard, and planted a fire wind chime, which was red and red when it bloomed. Fragrant. After he recovered from the injury, he would drink and eat meat together, and be happy and unrestrained every day.

Lu Chai leaned his head on the stone pillar. Such a happy life should not be bored for a lifetime.

But he knew that this was not his own future.

Now that the heart and life are tied to a person, there must be a result before you can find peace of mind.

Lu Chai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and submerged himself in the hot spring.

She was floating on the surface of the water like a butterfly.

In the Mingyue Tomb, the Red Lotus Hall.

Xiao Lan came out of the mirror and found a high place on her own. He sat on a tree and watched the moon alone. There was still half a pot of spirits in the wine bag, which could warm up and relieve worries.

I should have never been here before, but I don't know why, but I am a little familiar. Whether it is the waning moon on the horizon or the breeze in the ears, it seems to have appeared in the dream, and besides myself, there seems to be someone else.

Who would it be, Xiao Lan thought.

I can’t remember my appearance or my voice. I just know that when I’m with him, I’m relaxed, I don’t have any pressure, I don’t have any doubts and calculations, and I don’t have this moment and become irritable for no reason. Mood.

He felt like he had lost something very important.

In other words, I forgot a very important person.

The sky was swaying in the distance, and suddenly there were countless dim lights, little by little, one by one, as if the stars were connected to form the Milky Way, and it was the people in the city setting the Kongming lantern to pray for blessing.

Xiao Lan jumped to the ground and rode out of the mountain.

For the first time in his life, he felt that the tomb of Mingyue was too cold and too ice. It was also the first time in his life that he actively wanted to go to the city to see what the ordinary people should be like during the New Year-certainly not as silent as in the tomb. Silence, cold and dark.

The city gate was brightly lit, and the plaque was also wrapped in red silk. The guard laughed and asked him if he had come to the city to be with relatives. When he heard that he was just on his way, he enthusiastically told him which inn in the city had the best price. My child is the New Year’s Eve. If you live in the right store, you can also have a hearty New Year’s Eve dinner for free.

Xiao Lan smiled and thanked, and led the horse into the city.

Only separated by a mountain road with nine bends and eighteen bends, compared with Mingyue Tomb, it looked like two worlds. Lanterns are hung in front of every house, and the small stalls are gurgling sweet red bean soup. The little babies are already asleep, but there are many adults around the sugar painting stall, flipping the pointer to try their luck, whoever turns to one The biggest phoenix, the surrounding people would applaud and cheer continuously. I don't know, but it is the cheap one.

Xiao Lan watched a lot of fun, and took out the copper plate to make the boss make a small sugar flower, held it in his hand for a while, and saw that there was a small doll on the rice noodle stall on the street, and passed the sugar painting over. In exchange for an ambiguous "Thank you, big brother", there was rice noodle soup on his little face, and his eyes were curved and clear, bright, like the person in a dream.

After realizing what she was thinking, Xiao Lan shook her head, trying to make herself more awake. It's nothing more than a dream, so why is it so trance, thoughts, disturbing the whole person is unstable.

There was a blind man on the street who was doing fortune-telling and his business was good. Xiao Lan sat opposite him and stretched out his hand.

The other party just touched it, and then he could not stop talking about the lotus flower, and said a whole basket of auspicious words-after all, he is not stupid, and he can fool two big murders to be resolved on weekdays. If the Chinese New Year is cursing others, not only can they not get the silver , May be beaten.

Xiao Lan said, "I have always dreamed recently."

"What dream?" The blind man lowered his voice.

Xiao Lan didn't answer. The dream was beautiful and fragrant. Although it was so vague that the figure could not be seen clearly, he could feel the hot and humid breathing of the other party, and heard the low and soft moan. Every time he woke up, the bed was full of mess. .

Seeing that he didn't speak, the blind knew it, and leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice: "There is a brothel around the corner. If you don't like it, there is another one around the corner."

Xiao Lanqiang resisted the urge to punch him, got up and left the stall.

I want to sit down and eat a bowl of noodles, and the storytelling in the teahouse next to me is at its climax. In return for his kindness, the millennium little flower demon turned into a human form and sneaked into the palace lord's dream of chasing the shadows night and night. Dianluan and phoenix were so happy that everyone applauded, and strongly demanded that this kind of physical promise can be another stage.

Xiao Lan: "..."

The New Year in the city is indeed very lively and festive, but there is something wrong, it seems that every place, every person, can remind him of the absurd dreams of recent times, the eyes in the dream, then Both hands, that hazy, unclear shadow that could not be held like a mirror of water.

Xiao Lan walked through half of the city against the flow of people, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the not so bright riverside.

The people who had just set the Kong Ming Lantern have dispersed, only an old woman is still guarding the stall. Xiao Lan asked her to buy the last lamp, but she didn't know whose name she wanted to write. After thinking for a long time, she only drew a green bamboo with a delicate white jade pendant on top. He let go of her hand and watched the lantern slowly. Slowly rise to the sky.

That's also the situation in his dream, it's quiet and beautiful.

The old woman smiled and asked, "Is it my sweetheart?"

Xiao Lan said, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" The old woman said, "That's a liking."

Xiao Lan smiled, did not argue, helped her pack the basket, and watched her leave all the way.

I don't even know who it is or where I like it.

But if there really is such a person, then through this lamp, I hope he will be safe and smooth throughout his life, and everything will be worry-free.

Xiao Lan was sitting alone in the pavilion by the river, with winding rivers and dark and silent mountains in front of him, and a long street full of laughter and brilliant lights behind him. He seems to have become this wonderful junction of silence and movement, coldness and prosperity.

Looking back, the lights in the city were flickering, and the wind made a yellow warm glow.

He thinks maybe he can come here often in the future.

Eat a bowl of soup noodles, eat a bowl of noodles, pick a good set of porcelain and bring it back to the Red Lotus Hall. Even if you don't drink tea, I like it in my heart.

As for why I like it, there is no reason, I just think it will be used in the future.

Not only porcelain, but also good Pu-erh tea, good luminous cups, good moon dew pear blossoms, good incense, good clothing, good four treasures of the study. Stack the entire Red Lotus Hall, waiting for someone to use it.

But who is that person?

Never seen, only appeared in a dream.

After thinking so much, but only for a dream... Xiao Lan laughed at herself, thinking that she was really crazy. Seeing that the sky was almost white, he also turned on his horse and returned to the tomb of Mingyue.

"Young Master." Black Spider was waiting for him beside the Jinghua Formation, "Aunty tells you to go over."

"Something?" Xiao Lan asked.

Black Spider said: "The headache of the young master, it's time to give the injection today."

Xiao Lan frowned and said, "I want to go to the Netherworld also during Chinese New Year?"

"The young master is joking, when will there be a Chinese New Year in the Mingyue Tomb?" The black spider sneered, and then said with words, "The young master didn't return last night, isn't he going to the city to celebrate the New Year?"

Xiao Lan said, "What to do with you?"

"Naturally, it doesn't matter to me, just ask more questions." The black spider turned sideways and said in a negative way, "Young Master, please."

The Nether Pond is a pool of blood-red water, with damp heat and white mist all day long. Ordinary people just look at it, and they will feel weak.

This is the place where Xiao Lan healed. Since the sudden headache a few months ago, Aunt Gui has often asked the pharmacist to bring him here, and this is no exception.

Xiao Lan was lying on the bed, watching the pharmacist busy beside him, but still thinking about the brightly lit market and the bustling long street in his mind.

"Does the young master still dream often?" the pharmacist asked.

Xiao Lan said: "Yes."

"Or do you often dream of that fuzzy person?" the pharmacist asked again.

Xiao Lan said, "Is there really that person?"

"The young master laughed." Pharmacist smiled, "It's just a dream. Where can there be real people."

Xiao Lan thoughtfully.

The pharmacist lights a plate of incense sticks, and the bright and dim light is not warm yellow, but dim purple.

Xiao Lan said, "But I think I must have seen him somewhere."

The pharmacist smoked the silver needle on the online incense: "How about seeing it?"

Xiao Lan said, "I want to know who he is."

"Do you know who he is doing?" Pharmacist smiled and slowly pushed the silver needle into his brain.

Xiao Lan fell into a deep sleep soon.

"That shadow is Lu Mingyu." The pharmacist's voice was low and he smiled slyly, "The Gu worm entered his brain, but he can still remember it. The young master is really infatuated."

Aunt Gui came out of the dark and looked at her displeased.

"Auntie, don't worry." The pharmacist wiped his hands. "I have never missed anything."

With the blood, the tiny Gu worms wandered among the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, wiping out the last two little dreams.

Xiao Lan was asleep, her hands clenching the sheets unconsciously.

He felt that he shouldn't sleep, but he couldn't resist the continuous dream. The dream was deserted, and only the wind was blowing in the sky and sand, blocking myself from moving forward. I finally closed my eyes and touched those hands. They were desperately clenched but turned into a piece of fine powder, which slipped quietly through the fingers and scattered to the horizon.

The world became chaotic. Xiao Lan knew that he had lost something and couldn't tell what it was, but it must be extremely important.

It is so important that it has long been entangled with life. It has taken root in my heart and blossomed. Even if it is bloodied and uprooted, it still stubbornly leaves a deep pit, reminding myself of the vivid past that happened.

I will definitely find it back in the future.

Xiao Lan thought in his lethargy.