In the middle of the night, on the wasteland in Mobei, the wind is like a knife, and the sky is full of dust.

And between the sand and dust, a black spot suddenly appeared.

The black dot was getting closer and closer, revealing a panicked figure.

Song Shen had been running for a day and a night, exhausted and thirsty, but the man behind him was still following him like a ghost.

Gradually he couldn't support himself any longer, he staggered, and finally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

"Who the hell are you! Did I offend you? Why did you follow me for three days and three nights!"

He looked at the approaching figure and broke down.

But that person seemed to have not heard it at all, and walked in with a sword in hand, and the black bamboo hat completely covered him.

Song Shen trembled, he kicked his legs and stepped back, with a flattering smile on his face.

"You... don't kill me! I'll give you whatever you want, women, gold, jade, jewels... I can give you whatever I've robbed over the years!"

The man in black stopped still, and Song Shen's eyes showed a hint of expectation, but at the next moment, the man in black raised the sword in his hand high.

Cold light flashed.

The expression on Song Shen's face froze, and he collapsed slumped, the yellow sand on the ground was stained red by the splashed blood.

He fell beside the man in black, the extremely sharp long sword hanging right in front of him.

So he saw—

The faint blue light glowing on the edge of the sword.

Song Shen's pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth moved, and he spit out two words hoarsely: Li... Yan..."

He couldn't say the third word, the new wind blew past, and the raised yellow sand buried his body.

The man in black retracted his sword and left, silent like a ghost.

……

It was already the first day of December at this time, and the heavy snow in the north was like cotton wool, and there were large swathes of it.

Pedestrians on the street were wearing cloaks or holding umbrellas, walking in a hurry without stopping, but their faces were full of joy.

New Year approached.

Looking at the moon outside the window, Ji Qiang lowered his head and pulled the firewood in front of him, and wiped the sweat off his face.

Since he came back, the sword forging furnace has been running day and night, and the rising heat waves made the room warm, even a little hot, and it was a different world from the outside.

Ji Qiang picked up the hammer and struck the red-hot iron piece.

When the knocking reached the [-]th time, there was a sudden knock on the door without haste.

The voice rang three times.

The next moment, the door was opened, and Li Weixi entered the room wrapped in wind and frost.

"Ji Qiang, help me look at this sword."

Li Weixi took Tuoxue out of his arms, and Zhen'er placed it on the table with great care.

Ji Qiang temporarily put down his work, wiped his hands, and took the Tuoxue sword.

The Tuoxue sword is not extraordinary, it is not so easy to break, but Li Weixi cherishes it, and Ji Qiang doesn't mind, so he diligently maintains the sword.

"Thank you."

Li Weixi said lightly.

Ji Qiang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it. Li Weixi hadn't smiled for a long time. Since Li Yanru's death, he had been visibly depressed, with a solemn face all day long, and his demeanor was visibly condensed.

In a daze, he thought he saw Li Yanru who was still in Wuxian Pavilion.

"Right now, it's rumored that Li Yan has come back from the dead, and he's a hero. Counting the just-dead bandit Song Shen, this is already the tenth villain he killed this month."

Ji Qiang sighed.

Hearing this, Li Weixi finally showed a small smile on his face, feeling a little youthful in a trance.

"Is that so, that's great."

He looked at Tuo Xuejian, as if looking at someone through the sword.

Seeing that Li Weixi was silent, Ji Qiang didn't know what to say.

For a while, the whole room was quiet, only the tinkling of irons was heard continuously.

"It's the Chinese New Year."

After Ji Qiang took care of the wear and tear on the blade of the sword, he took out a can of special oil and wiped it up.

"what's your plan?"

"I……"

Li Weixi's eyes were confused for a moment, and soon turned into a pool of stagnant water.

"What's the plan? It's nothing more than continuing to catch the troublemakers."

"Li Weixi, who would cause trouble during the Chinese New Year? Even the small halls in the south of the city will not be open during the Chinese New Year, okay?"

Having said that, Ji Qiang sighed again.

"You don't have to celebrate..."

"Where have I been?"

"promise."

Ji Qiang took out a letter from the drawer at the side, and threw it into Li Weixi's arms along with Tuo Xuejian.

"This is from Yu Ze. He came looking for me because you were uncertain of your whereabouts."

"Gu Xichao didn't celebrate his promotions in the past few times. Just as New Year's Day was approaching, Yu Ze seized the opportunity to knock him a big sum, let him count New Year's Day as one, treat them to a meal, let me ask you do not go."

Li Weixi didn't speak, he got up in silence, just like when he came, walked into the snowstorm, and disappeared in an instant.

It was damp and cold where he lived.

With the faint candlelight, Li Weixi read the words on the letter over and over again.

The candle flame on the side was beating, and Li Weixi approached slightly, trying to burn the letter.

But there was a pause in the movement, and in the end he gave up, just rolled into a ball and threw it under the bed.

time flies.

When the Chinese New Year is about to come, the days always seem to go by very fast.

However, on New Year's Day.

Willow shoots on the moon, when the noise in the whole capital is fading away.

He still took the crumpled letter and came to the gate of the Gu mansion.

It's not the Gu mansion of Mr. Gu.

It was the Gu mansion that was once called the ghost house.

——As the address was exposed, Gu Xichao simply and generously hung up the plaque of the Gu Mansion as another foothold for himself.

It was already late at night. Even though everyone was celebrating tonight, the celebration was coming to an end.

Li Weixi knew this clearly.

He stood at the door with a sword in his hand, silent, with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

Should have been asleep.

He thought, intending to turn around and leave.

At this moment, the closed door suddenly opened.

Yu Ze poked his head out, holding the chicken leg in one hand and the wine in the other.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Xichao, Qi Shaoshang, Chu Liuxiang, and Ji Qiang all appeared at the door one after another.

"I just said I heard footsteps."

Yu Ze threw the wine into Chu Liuxiang's arms, and stepped forward to pull Li Weixi over.

"I thought you weren't coming. Why didn't you knock on the door when you came?"

He dragged Li Weixi into the Gu mansion.

In the middle of the small yard, several grills were set up, with some vegetables, melons and fruits, chicken, duck and fish meat placed on them, and the charcoal fire burning underneath.

Beside the grill, Cheng Guan and Xiao Qi were hard at work handling the ingredients.

"If you come later, the things will be gone."

Yu Ze picked up a jug of wine and stuffed it into his arms.

Then he took the jar of wine from Chu Liuxiang's arms, shook it, but found that the weight was much lighter, and poured it into his mouth, there was not even a drop left.

"Where's my wine?"

"Finished."

Chu Liuxiang said with a smile, and the next moment she turned her head to the side, dodging the wine jar thrown by Yu Ze.

Li Weixi stared blankly, and suddenly felt that the wine jar in his hand was lightly touched, turned his head, and found that Ji Qiang was looking at him with a tilted head and a smile.

"cheers."

He said softly, and then pushed a plate of green vegetables in front of Li Weixi.

Seeing this, Li Weixi finally couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, and said helplessly, "You know I don't like vegetables..."

"Oh, that's right, I forgot."

Ji Qiang slapped his head, said without sincerity, and then pushed a plate of chicken wings in front of him.

"I have wine today and I am drunk today. I still have three unfinished orders. Gu Xichao will have to argue with the people in the court tomorrow. But today is New Year's Day, just be happy and don't worry about anything. Those troubles will come after New Year's Day." Go worry about it."

"Good people and bad people all have festivals in this world. It doesn't make sense for them to celebrate. You're just not happy when they're happy. Isn't that a loss?"

Ji Qiang laughed loudly, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Come on, drink!"

He grabbed Li Weixi's arm and touched him, then raised his head and took another bite.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he found that all the freshly baked chicken legs had been robbed, so he didn't care about Quan Li Weixi drinking, turned around and rushed over.

"You drink first!"

"Hey, slow down, save some for me!"

Just at this moment, a firework suddenly exploded behind him.

Immediately afterwards, fireworks of various sizes, red, orange, yellow and green, almost illuminated half of the night sky.

Li Weixi looked at the fireworks all over the yard, at the colorful fireworks and the lively people under the fireworks.

I just feel relieved.

The depression that has accumulated in it for a long time seems to have been poked a hole.

"嗤——" and disappeared.

For the first time in three months, he patted Kaifeng Ni, following Ji Qiang's example, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Spicy wine enters the throat.

It burns from the throat to the heart.

Li Weixi had never drank such a strong wine. He blushed, but felt extremely happy in his heart.

It's like a sudden rainstorm in the long-dry field, and a cool wind suddenly blows in the sultry summer.

Li Weixi couldn't help laughing.

He took a sip of wine, and saw Ji Qiang walking over quickly holding a plate of chicken legs from a distance, but the sole of his foot slipped, and he fell into the mud, and all the spoils in his hand were tributed to the land father.

I couldn't help it anymore, I covered my belly and laughed.

"You little heartless, you are still smiling so happily when I take it for you."

Ji Qiang patted his butt, and walked in front of him with a stinky face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll bake it for you."

Li Weixi tugged on his sleeve, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Come on, let's go over there."

"You can?"

"No, but you can learn."

"Why do I feel so unreliable... Yu Ze has confused four."

"Trust me, you will definitely be familiar with it."

"Isn't it called cooked if it's burnt?"

……

The new wind blew by, bringing with it a flurry of snow, which covered the joy and laughter among the lights of thousands of houses.

But the fireworks in the sky still did not stop.

On the ground are burnt firecrackers.

On the door is a good fortune posted early.

A few pieces of bacon were air-dried under the eaves, which were pecked to pieces by birds.

In the early morning of the second day, Menting Market will be lively again.

And the people in this yard will also go their separate ways.

Someone scolded Fang Qiu in the hall.

Someone is crawling prostrate in the dark night.

Someone gets caught up in trouble running around.

Vine flowers have a period, but the world is impermanent.

But some things are constant.

The flowers are similar every year, and the love is the same every year.

This is true in the rivers and lakes, in temples, and in the marketplace.

Wait until January [-] next year.

The eight parties gather, and the four parties meet.

It's just a slap of Kaifeng mud and a loud shout:

"Good wine!"

The author has something to say: the end of the flowers!

Here’s wishing everyone a Happy New Year’s Eve in advance!

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