The bright moon sits on the ground

"Drinking fire with frost." The man with a drooping face said in a deep voice, "This is my sharp weapon."

He raised the saber in his hand, and the two sabers, one cold and the other hot, were filled with brilliance, silently imprinted in the eyes of the childish child.

The boy with a very naive look on his face couldn't help clenching his two small fists. His eyes were shining brightly, as if he was very interested in these two knives and wanted to reach out to touch them, but he seemed to be concerned about something. , did not reach out after all.

The man smiled, turned the cold knife around, and handed him the handle end.

"Ten years." He said, "Ten years later, if you have learned something, I will give you this Hanshuang knife."

Although he has been restrained by family rules since he was a child, he seems a bit cautious, but after all, he is a genius who is rare in a century, and he often sees famous people from all over the world, so the boy did not take the knife, but raised his head Zhang Baiyu's sculpted face said something——

"I only need five years."

He paused, then called out: "Master."

Nie Qiu opened his eyes.

His thoughts were still a little confused, half stuck in a chaotic dream, half trapped in the dizziness of a hangover.

Nie Qiu slowly stood up, pinched the center of his brows, and regained consciousness after a while.

He remembered that last night he and Fang Qisheng drank until very late before going back to their rooms. I don't know whether it was forgot or on purpose. After all, neither of them went to ask for tea to sober up, so they just lay down on the bed drunk, and fell asleep in a daze. past.

However, that being said... Nie Qiu lowered his head and looked beside him.

The person lying beside him also woke up because he felt the movement, turned over gently, and then touched his arm.

Nie Qiu looked around again, before he was sure that he was in his room.

"I should have gone to the wrong room."

Fang Qisheng looked at him, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

After a long while, the man with loose clothes let out a sigh of alcohol, and said, "I went wrong."

I don't know how drunk Fang Qisheng was last night, so after parting with Nie Qiu, he went out, walked around in the corridor, and then went back to Nie Qiu's room, thinking that he had returned to his own room. Lie down on the bed and fell asleep.

Nie Qiu got into bed and fell asleep as soon as he leaned inward. He vaguely felt that someone was lying beside him, but the breath on his body was very familiar, so he didn't care.It can only be said that the bed is big enough, and Fang Qisheng didn't hold him down when he lay down like this...

Although his head still hurts, he really enjoyed drinking last night. Nie Qiu was in a good mood at this moment, smoothed his messy long hair casually, and joked: "Fortunately, I didn't go into someone else's room."

"I still have a little bit of consciousness left."

Fang Qisheng looked at him rather speechlessly, pulled the crumpled quilt aside, closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep again.

It's already high in the sun, and Nie Qiu's head still hurts, and he has no intention of continuing to sleep. At this time, seeing Fang Qisheng's appearance, he laughed and said, "Do you still want to sleep?"

"If you want to get up, just get up, I will continue to dream."

Nie Qiuqi asked, "What did you dream about?"

"It happened when I was a child," Fang Qisheng opened his eyes again, turned his head to look at Nie Qiu, and said, "I tripped him and made him make a mistake. Master didn't catch me, so he beat him Meal."

He added, "That was the only time he was actually beaten."

Nie Qiu heard who the "he" in Fang Qisheng's mouth was. He said clearly, "Huang Sheng?"

"I think about it every day, and I dream about it at night." After Fang Qisheng said for a while, he also lost his sleepiness, and sat up with support, "You mentioned him several times last night, and it's hard for me not to dream about him. "

"Did I mention it many times?"

"Four or five times." Fang Qisheng got out of bed, loosened his girdle, and said while arranging his clothes, "You still told me that he looks good... I began to doubt what you said to Huang Sheng yesterday Is the phrase 'he is very nice' also mixed with water."

Huang Sheng seemed to be kind to this sentence, but Nie Qiu had nothing to say, and it couldn't be said that it was because of his previous life.

"I didn't add any water to the last sentence."

Seeing that Fang Qisheng was sitting on the edge of the bed and was about to bend over to put on his boots, Nie Qiu took the dark hairband in his hand and knelt halfway behind him, brushing the back of his head with slightly cold fingers, winding upwards, Passing through the black hair, he gently grabbed a few strands and tied up the smooth long hair in his hand with a headband.

Fang Qisheng held the hand at the corner of the boot for a while, but said nothing, and pulled it up after a while.

Huang Sheng pushed the door open with a "bang".

Considering that Nie Qiu was still fixing his hair, Fang Qisheng just raised his head slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't know to knock on the door?"

Huang Sheng's face was as dark as a pot lid, "I knocked on your door, but there was no one."

After he finished speaking, he frowned and fanned the air in front of him again, "It smells so strong of wine."

Nie Qiu patted Fang Qisheng on the shoulder, indicating that he was already tied up, and then looked at Huang Sheng, "What's the matter?"

"Look at this painting, does the person on it look like you?"

Huang Sheng didn't bother to argue with Fang Qisheng, so after finishing speaking, he unfolded the painting in his hand.

This painting is indeed very similar, and I don't know when it was drawn, but it captured the moment when Nie Qiu bent his eyes and smiled. Even though it was only black ink and white paper, it could outline his expression in seven or eight parts. alike.But the portrait painted on it was second. What really attracted Nie Qiu's attention was the word "Looking for People" on the top.

He said he was looking for someone, but he didn't say who was looking for him, nor did he specify the amount of the reward. Instead, he just stamped a small red seal in the lower right corner.The pattern on the seal is very strange, even if you look at it from a distance, you can't tell what shape it is.

When Nie Qiu was about to get up and get out of bed to pick up the portrait, there was a commotion outside the door.

"When I saw it, the streets and alleys were already covered with such portraits." Huang Sheng seemed not to have heard the commotion on the side, his face was still very calm, and he didn't know where to get it. A stack of such drawing papers was produced and randomly thrown on the ground.

The drawing paper spread out in the air and fell down one after another.

Nie Qiu looked around, and when the drawing papers were spread apart, the painted things on the surface were exposed. The white paper was black and ink, but the paintings were all the same person—it was himself.

He was sure that he had never had any ill relations with anyone in Xiayan City.

It's obviously the first time for Nie Qiu to come to Xiayan City. He didn't go out after arriving at the inn yesterday. How could he make enemies so quickly?

If there is anything worthy of attention on him, there is only Sanhuyue and the identity of the priest, and now there is a bronze bell from the Bu family.At this time, Sanhuyue had not yet been born, and only Nie Qiu knew what Sanhuyue looked like; and he would appear in front of the world as a priest 20 days later, so it could not be this; Ling, very few people know that he owns the copper bell. If someone wants to snatch the copper bell, they should do it secretly. However, Nie Qiu always feels that it is impossible to search all over the city like this...

He was really puzzled, but the commotion outside the door was getting closer and closer.

"I'm here to find..."

Nie Qiu heard the sound almost close to the door, and as soon as the sound sounded, Fang Qisheng stood up, and quickly pulled out the Jingming sword from the sword box beside him.However, although his reaction was quick, it was still not as fast as the other person.

I saw the young man in a neat chivalrous attire slightly slanted his eyes, and looked at the strong man who was getting closer with disdain. The golden long whip was untied.

The golden whip was like a nimble swimming snake, roaring and flying out in no time.

Huang Sheng rolled and flicked the long whip without changing his expression. Nie Qiu only heard a few muffled sounds, and the chaotic sounds stopped.

Looking at that movement, he was afraid that he threw the man directly down the stairs.

As Nie Qiu thought, the next moment, there was a commotion downstairs, screams and cursing.He got up and got out of bed, pushed the window, and saw that many people saw that the situation was wrong and left. The younger waiter stood at the door and tried to stop people, but it didn't help much. , Instead, he was pushed a few times and almost fell to the ground.

Huang Sheng turned his gaze back and put it on Nie Qiu, "If you want to leave, you should stay and talk later. You should change your clothes first."

He took another look at Fang Qisheng who was standing on the other side, twitched the corner of his mouth, left a sentence of unknown meaning, and left.

"Why haven't I seen you so drunk that you can stay in someone else's room and sleep until the sun is high? Fang Qi...Fang Shengsheng."

Nie Qiu didn't understand the first sentence, but he did understand the last few words.In fact, judging by the expression on Huang Sheng's face when he was about to leave, even a passer-by could tell that he did it on purpose, not "accidentally".After seeing the situation, he was obviously too lazy to cover up his identity for Fang Qisheng, so he pretended to say something wrong.

To put it simply, it was to make trouble for Fang Qisheng.

Nie Qiu turned his head to look, and sure enough, Fang Qisheng's complexion was not very good.

He curled the long hair hanging on his chest with his fingertips, suppressed the smile in his heart, and said, "Let's wash up first."

Although Nie Qiu was very drunk last night, he honestly took off his coat before lying on the bed. At this time, he was only wearing a white underwear, and a thin layer of cloth was tightly attached to his body. What should not be shown, but let others see it, Nie Qiu himself felt a little indecent, and put on the coat after being reminded by Huang Sheng.

Naturally, it was impossible to ask Xiaoer to bring hot water up in such a situation, so they hurriedly washed in cold water, and then went downstairs.

As expected, there were only a few customers downstairs. The younger waiter stood aside with a mournful face, while the older one looked indifferent, as if he was no longer surprised by this situation.

Huang Sheng sat cross-legged on the erected wooden table, and slapped the ground lightly with a long whip, splashing dust.

The burly man seemed to have been frightened by the beating, and kept a distance from him vigilantly, staring closely at Huang Sheng, as if afraid that he would stand up and walk over, but he couldn't help being distracted by the sound of the whip, and stared timidly at the A golden whip throughout.

His eyes slanted slightly, and he saw Nie Qiu walking downstairs, moved his mouth, and was about to open his lips to make a sound, but was startled by Huang Sheng who suddenly jumped off the table, and took several steps back.

There was a ruthless hostility on Huang Sheng's face, he walked forward and said with a smile, "You want to take him away?"

Just as the big man was about to nod his head, Huang Sheng flicked his whip and slapped it hard on the ground with a "slap".

"Again, who are you taking?"

Considering the strength of the whip, the big man retreated back and forth, almost to the corner of the wall, then raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at the person on the stairs, "He."

Huang Sheng turned his head and looked in the direction of his finger, but suddenly his expression eased, "You want to take my senior brother away?"

Although he didn't know who the senior brother he was talking about, but seeing his smirk, the big man could only bear the pressure and nodded with sweat on his face.

So he saw the young man in front of him who looked like a living Hades put away his long whip, pretending to have nothing to do with him, and said, "Hurry up and take it away, I won't give it away."

Nie Qiu had a premonition when he heard Huang Sheng call "senior brother" at first, so when Huang Sheng said the following words, he didn't think it was strange, but couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

Fang Qisheng crossed his arms, stood on the stairs and looked at him coldly, "Huang Sheng, are you itchy?"

Only then did the big man realize that he had been cheated, but he dared to be angry and dare not speak out. He had no choice but to be used as a laughing stock for others to make fun of. He blushed and shouted to Nie Qiu: "Mr. Nie, my son is here!"

"Please?" Nie Qiuqi said, "Don't the person who called you here know the principle of courtesy first and soldiers later?"

Only then did the big man raise his hand, revealing the tattoo on his thick arm, touched his head with only a layer of prickly short hair, and suddenly smiled very honestly, and said a little embarrassedly: "Yes. I am Li '."

The three of them were silent for a while, and Huang Sheng took two steps to the side with disdain.

The burly man who looks so thick-backed is actually here to invite someone?

After a while, Nie Qiu asked, "Where is your son at this time?"

The big man cupped his fists respectfully, and said, "My son said, please come with me to the lake for a reunion with Mr. Nie."

The place he was talking about was the most famous pleasure boat on the small Lingyan Lake in Xiayan City.