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After a long time, someone spoke, and a male and female voice was indistinguishable: "Is this matter settled?"

Lifang Alley is very crowded, with buildings next to each other. Local rumors say that this alley was previously opened by Nanjun Yuzhi Textile Co., Ltd. in Yinzhou, and it was dedicated to the exchange of silk fabrics between the north and the south. .

A group of people in the middle tent rolled around wildly all day long, muddy from head to toe, and out of shape from top to bottom. The delicate silk and satin were really useless. Instead, they rushed the buyers every day to ask how the pig iron was in good condition this year.

Now the people in this shop have left and the building has collapsed, and the crowds of guests have dispersed, and all kinds of people have poured into this alley to make a living.The gold-selling caves, the gentle township, and the drunken and golden fans sing and sing every night.

The windows in Lifang Alley retain the style of Yujing in Nanjun, and they are very delicately made. The rhombus-shaped flower windows are painted with red paint. They have been left out for a few years. After most of the color has faded, the original romance can still be seen. smell.

In Xiaoxuan's window, the two are in love.

Wearing a plain robe, Yun Tan pushed open the door and entered the room, took off a pair of clogs and put them outside the door.

He was holding a steaming food box in his hand, and a half-sized wine gourd was hanging on the handle, exuding the strong aroma of hot wine.

The woman at the table had finished her makeup and was waiting for him to go to the appointment. She was wearing a floor-sweeping red dress in a serious manner, with tender leaves hanging down like a flower, spreading on the ground and blooming.

Rich and beautifully decorated, the face reflects the peach blossom, and the red crispy hand is lifted up, and the fragrance will come.

He looked at it without speaking, first laughed, stretched out his palm and slowly rubbed the shoulder of the woman at the table, bent down to look at her side face, and blew the lingering hot air from his mouth to his ear: "What is in the stove?" , so fragrant?"

"It's new on the street." Su Xiaoran Koudan's hand scraped the back of his hand, lingering to bring out numbness all the way, she tilted her head, and responded softly: "It seems to be called Chun Tingyue."

"Good name, I appreciate you." Yun Tan held the ground and clapped both hands, praising sincerely.

"Really? I think the name is a bit vulgar." Su Xiao looked around in the small mirror, wiping off the new rouge. The bronze mirror was small, and it could just cover her entire face when she held it in her hand.

Yun Tan stretched out his hand to touch the soft flesh on her face, and was gently opened: "Go and sit over there, I have something to ask you."

"Okay, okay." He sat obediently as usual, with a twinkle in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Su Xiao supported the small table to warm the wine, the red clay stove was on fire, and the smell of the wine wafted out: "How did you know that old grandson in the alley?"

"Second Sun?" Yun Tan was surprised.

"This person who lowers his head but does not look up on weekdays has only met a few times. Didn't he also buy sundries for the building?"

He raised his cup and approached the person, crookedly approaching, with the smell of sandalwood, he rushed closer, very stuffy: "What are you talking about, come, drink."

The two cups collided and separated again.Su Xiaona's neck was facing him, and her neckline was also open, revealing her chest line.

A thin neck, like wicker, seems to be able to grasp it tightly with one hand, and even the belt bone can be snapped off with another force.

She raised her head and drank the remaining wine in the glass. It was too bitter and astringent, and it was a little hot, which made her wrinkle her eyebrows and cough.

"Slow down, no one is forcing you." Yun Tan hurriedly wiped the dripping wine, along the side of his face all the way to his chest, as gently as treating a porcelain bottle, which was his usual style.

Fuck it, Su Xiao thought, who is forcing me.

Yun Tan was still looking at her with gentle eyes, as if teasing a bird in a cage, watching her overwhelmed by alcohol, opened his collar to diffuse the alcohol, and fell on his palm like a cloud.

There was a bit of gloom on his face, and a little bit of dark light circled in his eyes, slowly gathering into a haze that was about to overflow.

The left hand was still making a soothing gesture, but the nails tightened a little bit, and the wrist that was gathering strength was like a boning knife, hard and straight, about to hit the person's neck.

See the picture poorly.

But in the next second he started shaking, shaking so much that he couldn't hold the cup as if he had a stroke, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered into crumbs.

The person passed out, but his pale face was still exposed, even if he was full of hatred, he couldn't find fault.

The two eyebrows are dizzy from light to thick, like the Danqing brush that I learned while climbing on the wall of the painting courtyard when I was young.

Su Xiao wiped away the blood dripping from his forehead, and kicked away the table lying on his knees.It seemed that there was going to be rain outside the window, and the dark clouds piled up layer by layer, floating from the mountains in the west of the city to the east of the city, gradually swallowing half of the sky.

Just a few thunder rang, she clenched her teeth and almost shouted: "A Su, go, light the torch."

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Xuezhao Mountain was blasted from Yinzhou Camp to Bibo Temple by He Lianyun. It waited under the tree with the rein in its mouth, stretched its four hooves, and stepped on the tree pit boredly.

The top of the white horse's head seems to be a little bald. From a distance, it looks a bit sad and wronged. Even its round eyes are drooping and watery.

"I haven't touched your hair, have I?" Zhou Tan hooked the rein and lowered his head to look into its eyes: "If you lose your tail, you can still blame me, the top of your head..."

He couldn't bear it and stretched out his hand to rub it, and then said, "It's just that I'm old."

Xue Zhaoshan snorted softly, shook his sparse hair in response, and finally accepted the helpless reality that a head of hair fell out naturally.

After it got a name the day before yesterday, it became more intimate with Zhou Tan. It probably couldn't bear the group of people in the middle tent calling "Snowball Snowball", and was very satisfied with this arty name.

Zhou Tan let go of his hand, chuckled, turned over and jumped onto the horse.A new saddle was installed on the horse's back, and the saddle was padded for a relaxed ride.

He was riding the horse, still holding the rein with one hand, his forehead hair curled up in the wind, revealing the horns of his forehead.

Wrapped in the wind, Yiqi galloped quickly in the dark sky, and got off Bibo Temple to Yinzhou City.

The road on the mountain was extremely difficult. The white horse raised its hooves and shook off the dust.Across the square market, you can see the scattered lights of houses in Yinzhou City. After the hour, the smoke from cooking and cooking is less, but the lights in the night market begin to weave brightly into pieces.

It's time again for the nocturnal crowd to head out.

Counting from Bibo Temple to Suyin Building, he calculated in his mind, and seemed to have grasped the clues of the half line, the messy clues of the half line leading south and north.

He passed through the city gate all the way, entered Luotuo Street, and it was still a long way from the west city gate to Lifang Alley.The layout of Yinzhou City is flat and stable. On the map, it is roughly in the shape of a sycamore leaf. However, the east end of the city is tight, like a sharp corner of a sycamore leaf. .

There are also many people on Wutong Jianer, an inland river turns here, and people in Dongcheng desperately want to learn from Liangzhou City, and sprinkle a few swaying boats on the river that is obviously narrow enough to pass only small boats.

At this time, there are singing wine songs and playing music, and it is a beautiful scene.The beaded curtain was drawn down, and only the voice came through.

"My lord..." Someone called from the river, and lifted the curtain to reveal his face: "My lord, are you going to Suyin Building? Suyin Building can't compare to the scenery on the river."

Laughter suddenly sounded: "Hey, there will be a big rehearsal in that building tonight, don't delay the son's business."

"My lord..." The boatman stopped rowing the oar: "There are a lot of people in Suyin Building, Lifang Alley is already blocked and you can't walk, you know the east end is crowded, why don't you just walk across the water? "

"No need." Zhou Tan took a slow look and found that the horse under his knees began to wriggle around. He thanked him and reined in, then turned and swung to another alley towards Suyin Building.

The scull stopped and moved again, creating a circle of ripples, male voices and female laughter paused, and there was a dead silence on the boat.

After a long time, someone spoke, and a male and female voice was indistinguishable: "Is this matter settled?"

"I don't know the place, and I can't speak in the middle tent. What do you know? I see, this gentleman can't escape." The old boatman echoed, with a little sneer.

-

The underground of Suyin Building extends in all directions, like a rat's den.

Su Xiao pushed open the underground iron gate, almost gagging under the rush of blood.Yun Tan hadn't woken up yet, she was rolled into a ragged bundle, dragged by the hem of her clothes into the dark underground realm.

"You said that you wanted to heal illnesses and relieve pain, and do some rebellious things that are unacceptable in the world. I thought you were doing it for the girls who had nowhere to go. I never thought about it. I never thought about it. It sounds so nice, Yun Tan. I am such a stupid person, but I haven't come downstairs to see your filthy business for more than a year."

The two hell-like rooms are connected by extended steps, and the smell of blood is lingering.

An iron bed was covered with plain cloth, and the smell of mandala began to swell, brushing Su Xiao's heart, and Ling Chi felt pain, probably not much stronger.

"Anesthetics..." She twisted the crumbs left under the pestle, "No wonder so many girls think it's wrong, and they can't explain why. They all treat it as a big dream, and they all understand."

"A Su, put him on this bed, go out, take all the girls out, and say..."

Su Xiao pinched the soft earlobes of the half-grown girl: "Just say that I won't sing tonight, and I will sing it tomorrow."

The girl raised her head hesitantly, and gently gestured with her fingers. Her lips were beautiful, with two cherry beads, placed on the full moon face, she turned out to be a mute.

"Go..." Su Xiao gently pushed her: "Don't stay in this place for too long."

Her eyes fluttered in the dim light: "Also, under my pillow, that pine-green brocade pouch, you also take it with you."

The girl answered with a whining sound, and went upstairs again step by step.She is still too young, even though she has tasted the bitterness of fate, she has not tasted another layer of meaning behind the words.

It's over...

"Yuntan..." Su Xiao squatted down, looking at that face as if he didn't know him, that good skin that he had remembered from a glance across the water: "Do you remember, you said to my old lady, The girl is in the polluted pool, but she is not polluted. I remember it so clearly, I thought you were a good man who dared to break the morals of the world."

"The world can't tolerate us people in the mud. You are not the hand that pulls people, Yun Tan, your knife hurts me so much."

No one would have guessed that this Suyin was a few feet downstairs, hooking the mortal world at one end, and walking the path of the underworld at the other end. Countless babies, living or dead, were taken away, the living ones changed hands, and the dead refined Gu.

Those mother bodies that serve as containers, either thought it was a dream, or thought that Yin and Yang were separated, went to dig a small hole under the tree, and thought about their own flesh and blood that fell into the dream every night.

The two intersecting roads were getting farther and farther away, Su Xiao raised the red skirt and thought, if I didn't look at you that much on the Jinming Pond, why did I end up here.

The author says:

Today, I was frantically typing on the keyboard in the demonic wind in Beijing, and suddenly I really wanted to open a pit of cultivation, hahaha.