Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

It is not advisable to travel far in winter, especially when the end of the year is approaching.Not only is it inconvenient everywhere, but also lonely.

However, Zhan Zhao had no choice but to embark on a trip on this day.He didn't want to delay at all, even if it was because of such a big event as the Chinese New Year.Staying in Kaifeng and doing nothing seems to be a kind of betrayal to a friend. Zhan Zhao always has a feeling of being scorched by a cold flame when he thinks of the few incomprehensible words Chen Yin said to A Lan before he died.

Why did Chen Yin leave Hanshan Temple?When he arrived in Kaifeng, did he have something to look for?And who killed Chen Yin?Is the murderer the same as the man who looks like himself under the cloak?

And who is that cloaked man?

These many questions obviously cannot be answered in Kaifeng, so Zhan Zhao can't stay there, he is determined to find the truth.Even if this sudden decision had some repercussions, it meant he had to leave someone.However, Zhan Zhao has no choice.

Alan didn't follow.

Or rather, she couldn't follow.At the beginning, Ah Lan clearly expressed her willingness to set off with Zhan Zhao, but she was immediately opposed by Ouyang Chun.After a short, meaningless dispute, Alan still clenched his teeth and refused to retreat, so Ouyang Chun said directly: "Then I will go with you."

When he said this, his eyes had an unshakable firmness. He first looked at Alan, and then turned his gaze to Zhan Zhao.And Zhan Zhao can't play childish temper like Alan, and he can't really let Ouyang Chun go with him during the Chinese New Year, so he can only persuade Alan: "It's almost the Chinese New Year, can you stay in Kaifeng?" ? Running around on the road this season is really hard."

Unexpectedly, after A Lan stared at him for a while, she really stopped following Zhan Zhao.This made Zhan Zhao feel strangely frustrated, but he didn't dare to show it.And he could also see that Ouyang Chun breathed a sigh of relief when Ah Lan obeyed.

The sky above the head was gloomy, and the thick clouds covered the sun that was not warm enough.The cold wind kept cutting Zhan Zhao's face like a knife, giving him the illusion that a layer of skin had been scraped off.

Maybe it's a good thing that Alan didn't come with me. Even if I light a brazier in the house in this weather, it's too cold.On the empty official road, the horse's hooves kept stepping on the frozen hard soil, making a series of rhythmic "deer deer" sounds.No dust was raised, and even the dust seemed to have frozen.

It's still very early, probably around the time of Si.Zhan Zhao didn't intend to procrastinate on the road, so he decided to drive for a whole day, reckoning that he should be able to reach Luguan Town before dark.He remembered that there was a post station there, and he could rest at night—although most of the postmen had gone home for the New Year.But in this season, it is even more impossible for inns and hotels to open.

The official road going south was straight and flat, and Zhan Zhao galloped his horse without stopping for a moment.At noon, he hurriedly drank some cold water and stuffed some dry food on the side of the road, and then started on the road again.The only companion is the whistling wind in my ears, not even a bird is seen on the side of the road, and the snow-covered fields on both sides recede like flying, blurring into one piece.

Zhan Zhao suddenly felt lonely.

The post station in Luguan Town was indeed almost empty, only an old postman who was hard of hearing remained there.When Zhan Zhao came riding a horse in this gloomy evening, the old postman didn't even lift his eyelids, his cloudy eyes stared at the flagon in his hand - he was completely drunk up.

So Zhan Zhao had no choice but to lead the horse to the stable.After that, he tried to talk to the old drunk to ask about the situation, but the answer he got was only a vague curse. The other party held the jug tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that Zhan Zhao would snatch it away.

Soon afterward, the sun went down, and darkness quickly enveloped the entire land.Zhan Zhao searched the entire post station but couldn't find a lantern or a candlestick. In the end, he could only take an ax to chop a wooden door that had fallen on the ground and started to rot into firewood, and lit a fire in the empty living room.The old postman was still huddled in the haystack in the corner of the courtyard, as if he had no yearning for the firelight, or he was already delirious from the cold, no matter how much wine he drank, it would not help.

The wind was bitter, and the fire was struggling and jumping in the cold winter night.Zhan Zhao forcibly dragged the old postman into the living room, then closed the door, intending to barely make it through the night.There was only the howling of the wind in the silence, and the soon-to-be grunting of the old postman.Zhan Zhao sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

However, in the middle of the night, he suddenly heard an unusual sound, but he couldn't hear it clearly in the night wind's cry.Opening his eyes silently, Zhan Zhao clasped the hilt of his sword with one hand, and stood up quietly.The sound came from the stables behind, and seemed to be accompanied by the snort of the horses and the light step of footsteps.Zhan Zhao concentrated and held his breath, walked lightly through the entire hall, and entered the backyard of the inn through the side door.

In the misty moonlight, he saw his horse in the stable, wagging its tail slightly, and rubbing its neck against the people beside it.And the man turned his back to Zhan Zhao, and was gently stroking the horse with his hand.

Zhan Zhao suddenly stopped in his tracks, and even forgot to breathe for a moment.His heartbeat also seemed to be infinitely magnified, hitting his chest slowly and forcefully, like a stone thrown into a calm water surface, causing ripples to ripple out layer by layer.

As if feeling something in his heart, the man turned his head quietly almost at the same time.Her loose hair cut a gentle arc in the air, and the dim moonlight made those eyes brighter like stars.She first shrugged her shoulders slightly, as if taken aback, then laughed and called out in a low voice: "Brother."

It's Alan.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhan Zhao. At first, she seemed a little surprised why the other party just looked at her and didn't speak. Then she remembered her sneaking behavior, so she lowered her head guiltily and said, "I didn't talk to you because I remembered something. Said, and hurried over."

After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes again, and then realized that Zhan Zhao still hadn't recovered, so she ran up to Zhan Zhao with small steps, raised her head and asked, "Are you angry?"

"No." Zhan Zhao replied with a sleepwalking tone, his eyes swept over Alan's pale face, as if he wanted to reach out to cover her, but he retracted his hand again.

A-lan breathed a sigh of relief, as if letting go of a big worry.She stamped her feet on the spot, rubbed her hands and asked, "You live here at night? This is too broken." She showed her white teeth when she smiled, and she didn't know what it meant to smile without showing her teeth.

This kind of heartless smile finally brought Zhan Zhao back from his trance, so he frowned and looked at Alan, and asked, "Are you

How did you come here?Where are the horses? "

"...Isn't that?" Ah Lan pointed guiltily at the stable behind him.

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes: "That's my horse."

"Oh." A Lan looked up at the sky and looked down at the ground, but she didn't dare to look at Zhan Zhao, "I forgot to tie the horse just now, I may have run away by now."

Zhan Zhao: "..." He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to grab A Lan's clothes, and dragged her into the room.A Lan trotted behind, muttering: "Don't be angry."

"I'm not angry. It was you and that horse that ran against the wind for a day, not me. Why am I angry?" Zhan Zhao gritted his teeth, and couldn't believe that Alan could do such a rash thing—I should have known Don't teach her lightness kung fu.

A Lan smirked and said, "I'm young, I'm fine."

"You mean I'm old?" Zhan Zhao finally dragged A Lan into the living room, and pressed her in front of the fire that was about to go out.He went to find some more firewood, trying to make the fire more vigorous.

Sitting in front of the fire, Ah Lan suddenly saw the old postman who was pulled into the house by Zhan Zhao as a companion, and couldn't help being startled: "Who is this?"

"The postman." Zhan Zhao fiddled with the fire without raising his head.

Alan rubbed her hands, and asked Zhan Zhao in a low voice, "You guys just sleep in the living room?"

"Everything else is locked." Zhan Zhao finally took a look at Ah Lan, her face was flushed by the jumping flames, he turned his eyes and continued, "I told you not to come, go out at this time It's really inconvenient."

A Lan couldn't help curling her lips, and said, "What about you?"

"I'm a man." Zhan Zhao snorted softly, "These are nothing to me."

Alan followed closely and said, "Then it's nothing to me." She looked at Zhan Zhao with those shining eyes, "I can be like you."

Zhan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Same as me?"

"Yeah." A Lan nodded seriously, "I'm not a child anymore, when I grow up, I'll be just like you?"

Hearing the childishness in these words, Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing: "You're not the same as me when you grow up, you're a girl."

"Is the girl's family not as good as yours?" A Lan looked at Zhan Zhao provocatively, her brows raised.

Zhan Zhao suddenly asked: "You just said that there was something that you forgot to tell me, what is it?"

"..." Ah Lan choked, then rolled her eyes and said, "I forgot to tell you, Aunt Qi has paid me wages, and she has given me two hundred Wen for helping these few days."

Zhan Zhao looked at her with a half-smile: "On this matter, you ran hundreds of miles just for two hundred Wen?"

"It's not hundreds of miles." Alan said with a smile, "I met a bullock cart on the way, and I drove it for a long distance, otherwise I wouldn't be able to catch up in a few nights."

Zhan Zhao sighed and said, "You are too courageous, the world is dangerous, so you are not afraid of encountering bad guys?"

"Don't be afraid." A Lan said while moving her body, and finally got very close to Zhan Zhao before stopping her movements.She stared at the dancing flames and said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of anything. I will go with you to the ends of the earth, mountains of swords and seas of fire."

******

Outside the station, on a tall pine tree, Ouyang Chun was leaning on the trunk, folded his arms and sighed slightly.After a long time, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

Women's colleges do not stay.