Express delivery is a high-risk occupation

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the streets and alleys are filled with the fragrance of Sophora japonica.

The sun is still thin in the east, and the morning mist has not cleared away, and the wetness is covered in the corners of the branches, soaking up a bit of a strong green smell, but the sound of reading can be heard from the school at the alley, "Run Yu At the age of adulthood, Lu Lu adjusts the sun, clouds rise to rain, and dew turns to frost"

The half-worn paper-colored window was quietly pushed open, and a stone-blue shadow nimbly rushed into the school, looking about to succeed, but the crimson sachet on the waist was accidentally hung on the window lattice with blessings and longevity patterns.

"Bang!" The window was bounced open by the taut bag rope, hitting the window frame with a loud bang.The young man who sneaked in couldn't bear to look straight at him and covered his face, his face as smooth as fat was full of chagrin.

The master who had just walked past turned around abruptly, raised his hand and tapped the ruler on the head of the monkey that sneaked in, "Gu Ziyan, it's you again. Leave it to me later, and copy what I said today ten times." Go back."

"Yes." The young man named Gu Ziyan obediently responded. He looked about seven or eight years old. After being punished, he suddenly lost his spirit inside.

The young man sat down on his seat with his head down, carrying the things in his hands, and the watching young men in the school couldn't help laughing.

"Why, do you all want to stay with him?" The master with the short beard gave the teenagers in the school a glance, and everyone immediately picked up the books obediently and continued to read aloud, "The sea is salty and the river is light, the scales are hidden and the feathers are soaring." "

"Why are you late again?" The young man with slender eyebrows and eyes next to him asked his master in a low voice when he saw his master turn around.

Gu Ziyan wiped his sweaty forehead, took out his textbook, "I'm going to learn boxing from Uncle Zhao."

"Didn't your mother not let you go?"

"I think learning boxing is more interesting than reading." Gu Ziyan took out another pastry with a red stamp from his bag, broke off half of it and handed it to the boy, "Shaoyang, here, my mother made peach blossom cakes this morning. "

The two wolfed down the peach blossom cakes in unison, and their whispers were buried in the sound of books in the room.

On the river bank, catkins are flying like snow, and the funeral procession stands silently.

"Let go, let me take one last look at her." Shao Yang, who was taller, had red and swollen eyes, waved his hands and yelled at Gu Ziyan hoarsely.

However, Gu Ziyan pressed Shaoyang's shoulder hard to prevent Shaoyang from rushing towards him.Behind him was a thin-skinned coffin gradually buried by the loess.

"Gu Ziyan, you bastard! She died just to pick peach blossoms for you, but you won't let me see her for the last time." Shao Yang roared halfway, then wept softly, his cheeks filled with tears.

"I'm sorry, if you feel uncomfortable, just hit me up." Gu Ziyan lowered his head, but still didn't let go of his hands.The corners of his long and narrow eyes were as dark as ink, but his brows were more resolute than a few years ago.

In the peach grove outside Yuanshan Temple in the suburbs of the city, the peach blossoms are the most beautiful and the fillings are fragrant. Shaoyang’s dependent elder sister, at the request of her younger brother, went to pick peach blossoms outside the city to make peach blossom cakes for the two of them, but unfortunately met a bandit and died of humiliation. .

No one knows why soldiers and bandits arose in such an ordinary life.

The cold wind is precipitous, the dark clouds are half-rolled, and the setting sun looks like blood on the horizon.

Outside the walls of the city, the clanging of swords and swords, the sound of killing shook the sky, stirring up yellow smoke and dust all over the sky.

The bloody smell wafting from the air shocked the people of the city like autumn leaves falling from the branches at any time, panicking.

Can the city be broken?Will the family die?

If they are attacked by outsiders, can they still survive?

The banners fluttered at the top of the city, and among the crowd fleeing like birds and beasts, two young men stood against the current.

The young man with slender brows and eyes tuoto the burden on his back, and anxiously stretched out his hand to pull the sleeve of the person beside him, "Hurry up."

"No, I'm going to help defend against the enemy on the city wall." Gu Ziyan, who was already seven feet tall, calmly reached out and tied the corner of his shirt into his belt.

"Aren't you running away?" Shao Yang looked at him in surprise.

"Where did you flee to? Even if the family dies, this is our home." He and Shaoyang looked at each other with piercing eyes.In troubled times, it is better to be a centurion than a scholar!

Shaoyang hesitated for a moment, and dropped the burden on his shoulders, "Okay, since you want to stay, then I won't leave, at worst, we will die together!"

After the panic, more and more people responded to the call and joined the team defending the city.

The people and the guards united as one, and finally managed to hold back the offensive outside the city. After a night of fierce fighting, the precarious city gate was held.

Gu Ziyan was pierced by a feather arrow, leaving a scar the size of a teacup on his shoulder.Shaoyang's calf was pierced by the point of the gun, and he has been staggering since then.The two were sent for treatment as wounded soldiers, and stayed in Liuying after recovering from their injuries.

The barracks is a place that respects force. Gu Ziyan's martial arts skills from a young thief shine brilliantly. He is also literate and familiar with the art of war. He is a rare talent in the barracks.

Shaoyang, who abandoned his pen and joined the army, was repeatedly despised because of his noble character and poor writing skills.Gu Ziyan naturally couldn't see his brother being humiliated, so he begged the general to assign Shaoyang to his tent to protect him.

Three years later, Gu Ziyan had become a powerful general who caused the rebels an extremely headache. The other party even issued a list and offered a reward of one hundred taels of gold just for his head.

In the evening of winter, snow falls on the top of the city, dead and injured are everywhere under the city, and blood flows like rivers.

"Ziyan, I just received a report...Xuanning City is also broken." Shao Yang squeezed the letter in his hand, his face darkened.The five surrounding cities have all been breached, and they are the only ones left.This time, I am afraid that the fate is exhausted.

"I will definitely fight with them to the last moment." Gu Ziyan stood on the top of the city, with a calm young face, commanding his soldiers to confront the menacing rebels, as if death was at home.

Shao Yang's lips moved, he hesitated to speak, and a stern look flashed in his slender eyebrows.

In the middle of the night, the lights were brightly lit, and the rebels attacking the city climbed up the city wall with ladders, and the city was in chaos.Gu Ziyan took the lead and charged forward to hack and kill.

A hidden arrow came through the air, he was about to dodge when he suddenly remembered that Shaoyang was behind him, in an instant, the arrow pierced into his waist.

"Shaoyang, hurry down through the secret passage of the gatehouse." Gu Ziyan took two steps back, and eagerly instructed Shaoyang behind him.

"Pfft!" A knife point with a cold light pierced his chest unexpectedly.

Gu Ziyan turned around in astonishment, and saw the corner of Shaoyang's lips sneering.

"You?" Gu Ziyan staggered two steps, his body was like the end of a crossbow, and he barely stood still while leaning on the battlements. Blood dripped from his chest onto the thick snow on the city wall.He asked tremblingly, "Why?"

As a general of one party, he lived a life of blood-thirsty knife head. He had thought about thousands of ways to die, but he never expected that he would die at the hands of someone who confides in his heart.

"One hundred taels of gold, [-] elite soldiers. Your head is enough for me to live well after the change of dynasty." Shao Yang raised his chin and looked at him coldly, his eyes full of hatred that could not be concealed.

"You...hate me?" Gu Ziyan's brows were twisted into a knot, and he looked at the opposite person in disbelief, his blood-losing body and heart went cold together.

Shao Yang's slender eyebrows narrowed, and the cold light in his eyes was as cold as poison, "If it wasn't for you, how could my sister go picking peach blossoms, how could she encounter bandits? If it wasn't for you, how could I Become a cripple? The soldiers in the barracks despise me as much as they admire you. They think that I can only survive in the barracks by relying on your light, and that I am your drag. I will let them Let's see who can survive in this troubled world."

Gu Ziyan's letter was struck by lightning, his heart felt cold, and he closed his eyes as if dead.

After 15 years of acquaintance, the relatives passed away, the city was destroyed and the family was destroyed. From a child with a pendulum to a young man with a sword, shoulder to shoulder all the way, he almost died. He regarded Shaoyang as the most important brother in his life. He never knew that the other party was cold As thin as ice, I have always hated him to the bone!

"In the next life, don't miss seeing him again!" Shao Yang drew out his sword and kicked him off the city wall.

Gu Ziyan's body fell straight down from the city wall like a kite with a broken string!

"!"

Xu Mu's body trembled violently, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the lotus concubine's couch, covered with a thin autumn-colored jacquard satin quilt.

The room was silent.

From the brass censer of the beast's feet, there is a faint fragrance.

A giant egg with flame patterns was lying beside him, and the bulging center of the eggshell was covering a corner of the thin quilt on his body. The periphery of the eggshell was shaking slightly as if breathing, and it seemed that he was also sound asleep.

Was it just a dream?

How could he have such a movie-like dream?

Xu Mu's slightly curled eyelashes trembled twice, he let out a long breath, closed his eyes for two seconds, then sat up slowly, took out his phone to check, it was not yet six o'clock.

"Are you awake?" Hearing the noise, Gouer pushed the door in and put the strange-looking stethoscope into the left pocket of his white coat.

"Sorry, I seem to be drunk." Xu Mu said shyly.

"It's me who should apologize. It's Zhu Chen's nonsense that caused you to suffer." Gou Er said with apology on his face, "Baihua Niang is actually Menghun Wine, which can return to the soul of the previous life. Neither Zhu Chen nor I In my previous life, I forgot that you are human.”

"Past life?" Xu Mu scratched the stupid hair on the top of his head, still feeling a little dizzy.Could it be that what I dreamed just now was my previous life?

He saved the universe and so on in his previous life, but he was fine. His country was ruined and his family was destroyed, and he died at the hands of the person he trusted the most. Isn't it a bit too miserable?

"Before reincarnation, people in the world will drink Meng Po soup and forget the past. Baihua Niang is just the opposite, it can remind people. 400-year-old Baihua Niang should bring you back to the life 400 years ago." Gou Er sighed softly , poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "I should have remembered when you said the wine was bad."

The taste of Baihua Niang in the mouth is the situation of the drinker in that life.Since Xu Mu said it was bad, it must have been a bad life.

"You mean, Baihuaniang can help drinkers find their past life memories?" Xu Mu's eyes sparkled. If this is the case, can this wine help Feng Yuan regain his past life memories?

Gou Er nodded, then shook his head again, "The 400-year-old Baihua Niang can make you dream of the life 400 years ago, if you were reincarnated 400 years ago, if you only lived 600 or 300 years ago Having been reincarnated before, the 400-year-old Baihua Niang is just a glass of ordinary wine to you, without any other effect."

In other words, if Feng Yuan's previous life was not 400 years ago, it would be useless to drink this wine.Xu Mu took the teacup dejectedly, then raised his head suddenly, "Are the four pots of Baihua brew in the cabinet all 400 years old?"

"Originally there were 200 years and 700 years left, but Zhu Chen drank them all. If I remember correctly, among the remaining four altars, one should be 500 years old, one should be 300 years old, and two should be 400 years old. Gouer recalled, "If you want, I can give you two altars."

Xu Mu nodded happily, with the afterglow of the warm sun reflected in his eyes, "You don't need two jars, just give me a cup of each."

300 years, 400 years, 500 years, at least three times for Feng Yuan, maybe you can find the memory of his previous life.

That night, after taking a bath, Feng Yuan was about to read a book, but was dragged to the bed by Xu Mu impatiently.

Yo, are you so active today?

Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked around, "What did you break?"

Xu Mu: ……………

"Sit!" The courier brother pushed Feng Yuan to sit on the bed, mysteriously brought out three glasses of amber wine from the refrigerator and handed them to Feng Yuan, "Drink a glass quickly."

In the middle of the night, have a drink?

Feng Yuan's eyebrows were raised slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up meaningfully, "Why, do you want to drink alcohol to help your "sex"?"

Xu Mu: ……………

fall!What kind of image am I in your heart!

The courier boy had no choice but to honestly explain what he heard from Gouer to Feng Yuan, and finally he eagerly picked up the plate, "From left to right, they are 300 years, 400 years, and 500 years, drink quickly try!"