[Ancient Dan] Meet the Lord

Zhou Yucong put the two corpses together and covered them with a white cloth.

The charcoal fire in the fire pond was burning very vigorously, and Qingque sat motionless beside the charcoal fire. Zhao Yuanjia and Lan Cui sat opposite him. Looking at Qingque's right hand that was still bleeding, she asked Qingque pitifully, "You really don't want to bandage it?"

Qingque shook his head.

Gao Wuyue could only sigh and walk away.

"Head, what should we do?" Zhou Yucong asked.

The door panel was broken, Fengxue walked straight into the house, Qing Que wrapped a blanket covering her body tightly, without raising her head, she just lowered her eyes and said: "Use the coffin in the utility room to hold them down." Let’s bury them together under the plum blossom tree in the yard, no need to raise the head of the grave, just plant a piece of bamboo when the time is right.”

Zhou Yucong was shocked: "You said they were buried in the backyard?"

Qingque ignored it.

Zhou Yucong glanced at Kang Jue, and Kang Jue glanced at him, then silently turned around to get the hoe and shovel.

"Okay." Zhou Yucong was discouraged, and went to the utility room to carry the coffin.

"I'll help you." Lin Huo went with Zhou Yucong.

Zhao Yuanjia looked at Qingque: "You still have a coffin in this inn, what is it for?"

Qingque raised her head and glanced at him: "Naturally, I prepared it for myself in advance. In the early years, when the inn first opened, my health was very bad, and I felt that I might die at any time, so I let Xiao Chonger He Chunlai prepared the coffin, so we won't be too busy when we need it."

Qingque's voice was already a little hoarse, and he took a sudden breath of cold air, and he couldn't help coughing a few times violently.

Zhao Yuanjia was speechless.

Lan Cui held Zhao Yuanjia's hand, looked at the blue sparrow, and stopped talking.

"Drink some hot ginger tea with red dates, it will be better." Yehu handed a cup of tea to Qingque.

"Thank you." Qing Que picked it up, subconsciously turned to look at Kang Jue who was digging a hole outside, "Chun Lai is sometimes as careful as dust."

Yehu smiled: "You are praising the wrong person, I made this tea."

Qing Que was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and saw that he was not wearing gloves, a pair of white and slender hands exposed to the cold air.

Thinking so many times, Qing Que didn't know what to say for a moment. He silently took a sip of hot tea, and caught a glimpse of Lan Cui, who was sitting across from him, looking intently at Zhao Yuanjia. He then looked at Zhao Yuanjia with his head down, feeling cold He snorted contemptuously, "Zhao Yuanjia, you are really nothing."

Zhao Yuanjia didn't understand, and suddenly raised his head: "What did you say?"

Qing Que continued to sneer: "There are two things you did wrong the most. One is treason, which cost many innocent lives and destroyed other people's families. Look at your nephew who is sitting on the throne now, Isn’t he Mingjun? He will not do as well as you? The second is heartbreak, Zhao Yuanjia, Zhao Yuanjia, your name is so good, you are born to be Lan Cui’s "enemy". You are so infatuated, but what have you done? You keep saying that you like her, but you never propose to marry her. Lan Cui is about the same age as me, and she will be 36 in the new year. She hasn't seen you for more than ten years. If I were her, I would have found someone who knows the cold and the hot to marry, so what are you waiting for?"

Zhao Yuanjia's face turned pale first and then red after what he said, which was very embarrassing.

Gao Wuyue, who had been leaning against the door and watching with nothing, went out to help Kang Jue.

Zhou Yucong and Lin Huo had already carried out the coffin.

Qingque drank half a cup of tea, put the teacup aside, brushed off the blanket tiredly and stood up: "I'll go for a walk, you can do whatever you want."

"I didn't insist on painting Sun Yan and Chen Jin to death!" Zhao Yuanjia said.

Qingque turned to look at him.

Zhao Yuanjia argued: "I don't know what you think! If you told me in advance, I would definitely... Qing Que, I just, just hope they pay some price..."

Qing Que looked at him for a long time, and finally stared into his eyes and said dumbly: "You know very well, it's too late to say anything now."

Zhou Yucong saw Qing Que go out in thin clothes, and hurriedly opened his mouth and said: "Master, be careful, it's windy and snowy outside, you should put on a cloak at least!"

Qing Que kept stepping out the door, Zhou Yucong hurriedly threw the coffin away, grabbed a cloak on the shelf and tried to chase it out.

The wild fox stopped him and took the cloak from him: "I'll go."

There was no more cloak left, so Zhou Yucong randomly stuffed an umbrella for him: "Take this together!"

Yehu walked outside the inn and found that Qingque was standing in the snow looking up at the inn's plaque. He walked over and shook off his cloak to tie it on him, and then opened the umbrella.

The wind was much less, but it was still bitingly cold.

The snow as big as a goose feather fell on the umbrella with a rustling sound, and the wild fox asked: "What are you looking at so engrossed?"

Qingque sighed unconsciously: "The name of the inn."

Yehu was puzzled: "'Tianxia Inn'...is there any mystery in these four words?"

Qingque turned her head and smiled at him, and started walking in the snow again, the farther she walked, the farther she was from the inn: "At the earliest time, the inn had no name, and one winter, it was also New Year's Eve, Xiao Chonger, me and I In the spring, three people sat by the charcoal stove with a bowl of noodles each, and ate noodles while warming the fire. Sitting together, warming up, singing, drinking, eating meat... Doing a lot of interesting things, much more interesting than fighting and killing. What is important in the world? Seize the country and become the emperor, except for the aloofness that is admired by thousands of people , what is required is nothing more than good weather, peace and security, in fact, as long as one is willing, why can't an inn be turned into a city, a country, or even a whole world?"

Yehu said: "So you named it 'Tianxia Inn'?"

Qing Que nodded and continued: "That day, when Sun Yan and Chen Jin came here, they were arguing over trivial matters. I found it ridiculous that they didn't cherish their life so well. After getting along for a long time, I found that Chen Jin Jinhua is like a different person. She is lively, enthusiastic, and loves to laugh. She treats everyone very well. Even though I know that she has amnesia, I still think that if I let her live her life according to her own will, it should be like this Amnesia... What happened to her back then, I don't want to pursue it, I just think it's good for the two of them to live like that, I don't want Zhao Yuanjia to see them, so I keep persuading them to leave, but on the other hand , I was lucky enough to think at the same time, what if Zhao Yuanjia doesn't come? Or maybe Zhao Yuanjia doesn't want to do something to them? Wouldn't that be great?"

Qingque stopped suddenly.

The inn is near the mountain, and they are walking towards the mountain.

The wild fox stood on the snow-covered mountain path, and heard Qingque murmur: "I'm afraid it will be the last. If I can be more determined to drive them away... Heh, looking at it this way, I can be regarded as forced." Kill their accomplices."

The wild fox was silent.

In the hazy sky, the houses under the mountain are covered with snow, and it is white. From time to time, black wood and statues of door gods can be seen pasted on the door of every house.

Withered Leaf Town is still sleeping, the scene is beautiful and peaceful.

"It's not you, and it's not Zhao Yuanjia." Yehu took a deep breath, and the cold air made his spiritual platform clear, and he said softly, "It's Chen Jin's painting, you saw it, her personality is too strong, as long as she can recall What happened in the past, I can no longer tolerate myself.”

"Wild fox, you said..."

"It's still the same as before, call me Ah Zui."

"Ah Zui...Zhu Zui..." Qing Que looked at the man in front of him in neat black attire and his cold eyes, frowned and said, "In my opinion, the name 'Wild Fox' is more suitable for you."

He smiled, handsome and gentle, very good-looking: "I like it when you call me Ah Zui."

Qingque was stunned.

"What did you just say?"

"Oh, it's nothing. You... Ah Zui, what are your plans for the future?"

"I was just about to ask you, is the inn still short of a buddy?"

Qingque was startled: "What did you say?"

The people standing around smiled warmly: "Don't you like to be lively? Can't I stay with you?"

"Wrong," Qing Que immediately raised her eyebrows, and corrected unhappily, "I opened the inn, only I will never leave, you stay, the only person who will accompany you is me."

The new wind blew away the snow, and the blue bird stood against the wind, and the crystal snowflakes came from behind him.

One piece hit Zhu Zui's eyes, it was painful and cold, Zhu Zui hurriedly raised his hand to rub it...

"Don't move, it will melt soon." Suddenly, his wrist was firmly grasped, "Your eye was stabbed blind for saving me, I don't want to see you rub it out again This eye."

Then, warm palms covered his eyes.

The wind whizzed past Zhu Zui's ears, everything was dark in front of him, he couldn't see anything, but he thought silently in his heart, it would be great if the other eye could see things, he would really like to see Qingque The appearance at this time must be very gentle——

"If I knew you were in Dead Leaf Town, I would definitely come here very early."

(End of the article)