Want to flirt?no way!

Stars in the cold night, the cold moon hangs high.

One of the bamboo huts was still lit, the windows were slightly open, and the night wind blew in, and the lights flickered on and off.A jade hand leaned forward, picked up the wick with a silver hairpin, and there was a "crackling" sound, and the beating fire light gradually quieted down, reflecting Qu Tan'er's peaceful face.

The silver glow crossed the window lattice, sprinkled on the ground, on the table, and on the very crystal wooden doll that had just been varnished, dotted with brilliance.To one side was leftover varnish and a bare branch with only a few petals left.

After Qu Tan'er cleaned up the table, put the doll on the window sill to dry, and looked at the moon hanging high above the night sky outside the window.It was late at night, but she didn't feel the slightest sense of sleepiness.

It's a long night, why not do something to pass the time~

Qu Tan'er hummed a ditty, the dimples on her cheeks looming, leisurely, carrying a basket, went to the bamboo forest.

Su Shi has a poem called "Bamboo Leaf Wine", which says: "

The people of Chu drew Hanshui and brewed wine in ancient Yicheng.

When the spring breeze blows the wine is ripe, it is still like the Han River.

Whoever is the old man, the mound should have been leveled.

But the remaining bamboo leaves are here, leaving this eternal love. "

I bought wine-making tools during the day, which happened to come in handy.Qu Tan'er worked half the night, brewing almost fifteen altars, sealed them, and buried them under the cypress tree outside the bamboo house.

After burying, Qu Tan'er clapped his hands, and the dust fell down one after another.Then, staring at the soft and refurbished soil under his feet, he frowned slightly: "I always feel like I've forgotten something."

"That's right!" After thinking for a while, Qu Tan'er suddenly remembered what she had forgotten, and then... laid out a formation at will.

When Qu Tan'er was finished, the moon had already set, and the stars were dim, except for the Venus in the sky.

She didn't sleep all night, but Qu Tan'er was full of energy. She went back to her room and changed into clothes full of dampness and cold. She put on a men's suit with short collar and narrow sleeves, and came out with her ponytail tied high.He turned and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for himself and the other three.

……

The sky is bright, the morning sun is pouring, a red glow is looming in the sky, accompanied by the smoke from the cooking, and the smell of food is carried in the wind.

The first person attracted by the fragrance was Mo Yifeng.

When Mo Yifeng came to the kitchen, he saw Qu Tan'er busy and went up to help.

Here, Qu Tan'er was about to serve the food, but he tilted out one hand, picked up the food, turned his head and saw Mo Yifeng, who was dressed in silver, and joked, "Did you wake up from the smell of the food?"

The corners of Mo Yifeng's mouth hooked slightly, and he nodded cooperatively: "Yeah."

Qu Tan'er smiled "puchi", she never thought that Mo Yifeng would cooperate with her in making jokes.

After a while, the two set the dishes and sat down to eat.

Mo Yifeng slowly stirred the thick porridge, and after a while, he still couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to leave?"

He has seen Qu Tan'er's performance in the past few days. Although everything is normal on the surface, he can still feel that she seems to be a little urgent.

But he didn't know the reason for the urgency.

Qu Tan'er did not expect Mo Yifeng to be so perceptive, and asked directly.He couldn't help being stunned, and then simply admitted: "I want to visit Qingcheng, so I'll leave today."

She looked at Mo Yifeng with a serious look in her eyes: "I know you are all very well, with you here, Qingcheng must be very good. However, I am a little regretful that I was not able to walk with you. So, I want to see it with my own eyes. its future."

Mo Yifeng looked at Qu Tan'er whose eyes were shining when talking about Qingcheng, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the coldness around him turned into a soft spring breeze, blowing gentle whispers.

"We want you to see it too."

The smile on the corner of Qu Tan'er's mouth gradually spread, and there was warmth between the brows.

"However," Mo Yifeng suddenly changed the subject, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Uh……

The originally warm and moving atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

Qu Tan'er: You returned my touch! ￣へ￣

"It's nothing." Qu Tan'er poked Bai Nen's bun with chopsticks, her face careless, "It's just that I have a hunch. Qu Tan'er is just Qu Tan'er, and Mo Qinglan is just Mo Qinglan. What is gone will eventually pass away .”

Mo Yifeng was startled when he heard the words, and after a while, he said softly: "Are you thinking too much?"

Qu Tan'er stared at him with a half-smile.

Seeing Qu Tan'er's expression, Mo Yifeng suddenly remembered that it was because Mo Qinglan had a premonition back then that he explained the funeral in advance and entrusted the city of life to him.

Thinking of this, Mo Yifeng felt a little uncomfortable.

Qu Tan'er looked at him, smiled suddenly, and complained: "You really don't suit this expression. The Mo Yifeng in my memory will always have a faint expression, completely looking like he is going to become a fairy."

Mo Yifeng: "..."

Mo Yifeng took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down the irritability in his heart.Then he pointed in the direction of the room and forcibly changed the subject, "Aren't you saying goodbye to them?"

He was afraid that if he didn't change the subject, he wouldn't be able to help but kill his friend.

Qu Tan'er shook her head, "No need, I never like the sadness of parting."

Mo Yifeng nodded, indicating that he knew.

Then the two began to eat breakfast in silence.

"Here," after the meal, Qu Tan'er handed Mo Yifeng a small brocade box with a plum blossom buckle, "Help me give this to Zhao Ling, this is what I promised her before."

Mo Yifeng didn't move, he kind of guessed what was in the box, after all, Qu Tan'er has been busy with this for the past few days, not to mention that he was ordered to do it once.Looking up at Qu Tan'er, he said, "I thought you would feel sorry for her."

Qu Tan'er understood what Mo Yifeng meant, and sighed slightly, her clear eyes dimmed a bit: "Sadness is naturally sad, but it's too late after all. Besides," he laughed again, Her eyes regained her spirit, "She is doing well now, that's enough."

Seeing this, Mo Yifeng couldn't help but smile, and the gloominess between his brows dissipated instantly: just getting to know each other once is enough.

Having figured it out, Mo Yifeng curled his lips slightly, and joked: "You can call me. However, a brother has to settle accounts clearly, let alone a friend."

Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows, "Oh? It seems that you have to pay for running errands?"

Mo Yifeng nodded and said, "Naturally."

The next moment, Qu Tan'er was crying, grabbed Mo Yifeng's sleeve, and howled, "It's unreasonable! I'm poor and white now, you, you actually asked me for a reward! Really, alas, making friends carelessly... "

The singing and writing are excellent, and it looks like he has made friends carelessly and regretted it to the extreme.It can be said that it is very dramatic ()

Watching the man forcefully squeeze out a few tears, Mo Yifeng: "..."

Sure enough, no matter when, she will still refresh her three views.

Fu forehead, some headaches (ーー゛)

Mo Yifeng finally couldn't take it anymore: "Shut up! Even those properties are given to you by me, do I need to ask you if you are poor, poor, and want money?" The word "poor" was pronounced extremely emphatically.

[Congratulations to our patriarch Mo, who is like the flower of Gaoling, successfully dragged off the altar! ! !Sahua ヽ(°▽°)ノ】

Qu Tan'er stopped talking immediately, blinked her eyes, with a few drops of crystals on her eyelashes, and looked at Mo Yifeng aggrievedly.But in his heart he was feeling: the sins of life have finally stretched out their claws on Yifeng!I haven't seen you for a few years, so down-to-earth~

Mo Yifeng felt that every time he faced Mo Qinglan, his many years of self-cultivation would be wiped out, so he simply stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "I remember that you brewed a kind of drunken wine back then."

Qu Tan'er was a little surprised: "Floating life drunk?"

Well, I don’t know why, I always feel that after I left, some interesting things happened to them (*￣3￣)

"I heard from Gu Chenjin that you said it was made to commemorate every friend you met, so..." Mo Yifeng dragged out a long voice, raising a creepy smile, "Why do I Did not receive?"

Qu Tan'er:? ? ?Not received?How can it be?I clearly...

With a little thought, Qu Tan'er figured out the key points, and burst into a burst of wild laughter: "Hahaha!"

Qu Tan'er laughed so hard that she fell under the table, while Mo Yifeng's face turned dark.

At the same time, the two guys who were lying in bed were also woken up by the unscrupulous laughter.

"Oh, it's so early in the morning, what are you laughing at? Disturbing people's dreams!" Qu Xiaotan pouted, leaning against the doorway with drowsy eyes, as if unable to wake up, complained, then turned and closed the door, intending to continue investing Dreamland.

Liu Qianshui also made a fool of himself, and shrank back, "That's right, disturbing the old man's beauty sleep so early in the morning is really unqualified!"

"..." Seeing the two of them retreating into the room again, Qu Tan'er shook her head and said to Mo Yifeng, "Tsk, when you are free, please supervise these two." !

Mo Yifeng looked at her quietly.

Seeing him like this, Qu Tan'er shrugged helplessly, pushed the box in front of him, and said, "You can use this to exchange."

Mo Yifeng frowned slightly, not understanding what she meant.

Qu Tan'er chuckled and said nothing, stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on the clothes, and then said Shi Shiran: "Back then, I brewed a total of thirty altars, two altars per person. Zhao Ling... there should be six altars."

After speaking, he stepped out.

Mo Yifeng's expression was startled, and then he figured it out: I'm afraid his share was taken away.

Slightly tilting his head, looking at Qu Tan'er's distant figure, the wind brought her distant, ethereal voice.

"Life is a dream, get together and be drunk..."

…………

The sound of the bell echoed in the mountains, and the sound of the Buddha was faint, solemn and solemn.

The dark clouds cover the sun, and the sky is filled with darkness, which is dull and dull, unlike the bright sun in the morning, when the mountain wind blows and cools the heart.

Yellow and white paper money was scattered one after another, and black smoke curled up, carrying a somewhat choking breath. In front of Qu Tan'er stood a tombstone, which read:

In the tomb of Qu Shen's family, the female Qu Tan'er stands.

According to the current customs, unless the head of the family gives permission, the concubine's room is not eligible to enter the ancestral tomb, and they will be buried in another place specially opened for them in a Taoist temple with a flourishing incense.

Qu Tan'er's biological mother, Qu Shen, is Qu Jianglin's concubine, and is being buried in Fangjue Temple.

Lowering her gaze, staring at the burning and jumping fire, with a calm expression, Qu Tan'er slowly burned the paper money, and said slowly: "Sorry, I should have come to see you earlier."

The wind whimpered.

"..."

"However, it's not too late."

"..."

"Don't worry, I'm doing well, and I never lied to you."

"..."

"Next, I'm going to an appointment, I guess I won't be able to see you for a long time, sorry."

"..."

Every time Qu Tan'er said a word, the wind blew along, as if asking and answering her.

The mountain wind blew over her hair, seeming to caress her head intimately, Qu Tan'er smiled slightly, and whispered: "I understand, I will take good care of myself."

Seeing the last spark burn out, Qu Tan'er sighed: "I should go."

As soon as the words fell, the thick dark clouds dissipated in an instant, revealing the golden wheel behind it, shining brightly, warming the earth, touching her face softly, as if saying: Go, child, I I will silently bless you.

When going down the mountain, Qu Tan'er encountered a strange thing.She ran into a monk in the temple by chance, wearing a red cassock, and his status in the temple should not be low.When I saw her, she said "great kindness" in her mouth.

He boarded the carriage that had been waiting for a long time, and with a yell, the carriage bells rang and jingled, and drove towards the south of the capital——Qingcheng is in the south of the capital, and it only takes half a month to get there by carriage.

On the road where the carriage passed, deep and shallow tracks were left behind.

Looking at the high and low green hills in the distance, floating like waves, and the scenery on the road "going backwards" one by one, and gradually drifting away from the capital, Qu Tan'er couldn't help sighing, and then smiled in relief: Can I have it again? In Mo Qinglan's memory, he was lucky to meet these friends from the past.

Looking out of the window for the last time, Qu Tan'er finally put down the curtain, and with the slight vibration of the car, she closed her eyes and meditated.

It was always so long to drive on the road, and after an unknown amount of time, the carriage trembled suddenly and stopped.

Qu Tan'er leaned forward suddenly, fully woke up, thought it was getting late, the driver looked for a place to stay, but suddenly found something was wrong.

It's so quiet all around!

According to the itinerary, the carriage should have arrived in a small town near Beijing in one day. Why is it so quiet outside?Moreover, the light coming in from the crack of the window clearly showed that it was still broad daylight!

The tip of her nose moved slightly, smelling a bloody smell, Qu Tan'er's heart sank, and one hand quietly reached into the burden placed aside.

"Miss Qu Er, do you still need me to invite you?"

The hoarse voice was a bit sinister, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Qu Tan'er's face changed slightly, she had heard this voice before, it was...

The curtain of the car was thrown open suddenly, and the sun shone on her body, but it was icy cold. The man in a black cloak was now under the carriage, just in time for her to see him clearly.

Before Qu Tan'er could react, she lost consciousness.

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