Fellow Daoist, come with me

Although Chuixiao has some plans, but the timing is not good these days, today is Chinese New Year's Eve.At the end of the twelfth month, as the saying goes, "the day when the moon is exhausted and the year is at the end of the year", no matter how big or small the family of the common people, they all have to sweep the door, remove the dust, and clean the house. This year, it is also necessary to change the door god. , Nail the peach charm, and the spring card must be replaced with a new one, and an offering of fragrant flowers for welcoming the gods should be prepared at night to pray for the safety of the new year.On the [-]th day, every family has to be led by the patriarch to offer sacrifices to the ancestors. First, it can comfort the ancestors' spirits in the sky, and second, it is also to seek protection and gather the clan's efforts.Every household is busy getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, visiting relatives and friends, even if they go out to set up the market, no one will ask divination.It can't be said that this matter will have to wait until after the Shangyuan Festival.

It is also fortunate that there are still shops willing to open their doors to welcome customers at this time of year, otherwise, Chuan Xiao would have to find a dilapidated temple and a dilapidated house for a few days.Because most of the people living in this store are merchants who are too late to go home, and those who are away from home can be regarded as predestined. When the hour is about to pass, a clerk will knock on the door of the flute, and ask the shopkeeper to go to have a drink and have fun. There are also a few guests from Tianzihao.Chuanxiao readily agreed, on New Year's Eve, the hilarity of other families would inevitably bring out the loneliness of her own family.These days always reminded him of his mother Liu Yun. At that time, even if there were only two people in the family, his mother still had the ability to keep the family lively.For the past seven years, he was alone in the stone room, and it didn't bother him at all. He only went out this year. Hearing the lively sound of firecrackers, his heart was inevitably empty.

Flute followed the guy downstairs, and saw that the hall downstairs had been re-decorated, and the small square tables used to welcome guests were piled up on both sides, leaving only three or four tables for guests who are not used to eating at large tables. Use, found a man like a scholar sitting on the table on the right.The rest of the people set up a large table in the middle of the hall, with a dozen red lacquered lamp post chairs beside the table, and seven or eight men were talking and laughing, and there were eleven or twelve plates on the table, with peanuts, Melon seeds, beef jerky, small snacks, etc., the chatting and laughing guests took and ate at will, and after a while, there were a lot of residual shells piled up on the table.The clerk sat down in a seat leading the flute, and hurriedly refilled some tea before turning around and leaving.

The person at the same table saw that he was a clean and handsome young man, so he felt a little bit interested in chatting. After a while, someone asked about the age and family status of Chuanxiao, which were all unimportant things, and Chuanxiao replied. There is another one from Pei County who talked about how in his early years he couldn't bear to run out to be an apprentice to a family of furniture makers. Chu Xiao thought it was very interesting, so he listened carefully and asked about it from time to time. Two sentences, attracted that person even more high-spirited.What's more, the few people who listened to him thought of themselves, and they talked in a hurry. Most of these people were traveling merchants, traveling all over the world, talking about novelties, and when they talked about Coke, everyone burst into laughter. For those who disagree, there are people who slap the table and blush to argue. At this time, the flute will hold a cup of tea and try to persuade him, and a few words of persuasion will be enough. After a while, it will be called "Brother Li, good brother", and the ears will be heard. Accompanied by the sound of prosperous firecrackers set off by an unknown house, it was so lively that it warmed people's hearts all the time.

Chui Xiao grabbed a handful of melon seeds, kowtowed and listened to the music, and occasionally turned his head to look at the fireworks outside the window. Just as the chrysanthemum petal-shaped fireworks were falling in the sky, the scholar sitting alone on the right side of the big table passed by. head, eye-to-eye with blowpipe.

This glance made Chu Xiao feel excited, his eyes were amazed, and he was stunned on the spot. He never knew that a person's eyes could be so cold as to be praised by others, like the purest ice and snow on the snow field, or like the frivolous moonlight .He couldn't help but turned his head to look at the man, but the man had already casually bowed his head to drink.Chu Xiao couldn't help but look at him, and saw that the man was only wearing an ordinary blue dress, without any patterns, but he was not at all vulgar in his clothes, and the hand holding the cup was also very good-looking, white and slender, with roots like The flawless jade, against the black lacquered wine cup, the fierce impact is dazzling.

There was only a plate of peanuts, a plate of beef, and a jar of wine in front of the man's table, and he was drinking happily by himself. Every time he drank a glass, the corners of his eyes would lightly pick up a little. Obviously there was no frivolity in the slightest, but he was called "Chui Xiao" for no reason. I feel that the elegance is boundless, but the attitude of the man with his head up to drink is extremely free and easy.This person, a square table, a cup of wine, and a handful of moonlight became a scene, as if the excitement around him was not affected at all, it was his world alone, and no one could enter it.

Chuixiao couldn't help feeling a little curious, looking sideways at him from time to time.That person should know about it, but he didn't care about it, and let the blowpipe scrutinize him.When the time was about to pass, another person came in at the door, the wind blew, bringing a strange smell, the flute turned his head to look, but it was an old beggar, his gray hair was messy, almost covering half of his face , dressed in tattered cotton-padded clothes, feet wrapped in rags at random, with one black and dry hand holding a branch used as a walking stick, and the other holding a cracked pottery bowl, the bowl is still clean.

He came in, and before he could speak, a person on the big table covered his nose impatiently: "Where did the beggar come from during the Chinese New Year! Go, go, you don't have to spoil the interest of the men!"

The beggar grinned and said with a grin: "Masters, it's New Year's Eve today, and the old beggar feels lonely living alone. When I passed by the door, I saw a few masters making merry, so I had the cheek to ask for a commotion. I also called the old beggar. The beggar stays with everyone to watch the year, and enjoys the blessings of all of you."

The man became even more impatient: "Whoever wants to watch the new year with you, you take the big money, so go away!" He said a few big money and threw it at the beggar's feet.

The old beggar didn't bow his head to pick up the money, he was still smiling, and waved his hands nonchalantly: "The old beggar doesn't want money, but I just ask you to give me a place to stay, so that I can also be lively."

The person who spoke raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, there was a clear voice next to his ear: "You can sit here."

Chuanxiao turned his head, and the scholar-like young man on the right was looking at this side with his head upright.That was obviously what he said.Before the people around could understand it, the old beggar ran over like a treasure, put his ass on the opposite side of the scholar, thanked him, and said: "This Jingyang song has been said for at least 50 years. "The scholar's eyes lit up, he smiled, and said slowly: "That's right! It's the 50-year-old Jingyang opera." After finishing speaking, he raised his voice and asked Xiaoer to add another one, and put it in front of the old beggar.

The old beggar didn't know how to be polite, so he stretched out his hand to the wine jar, filled it eighty percent full, first sniffed it intoxicated, took a small sip, and then poured the rest into his mouth. There were bursts of flushes on his old face, and after drinking the cup, the old beggar drank loudly: "Good wine! This Jingyang Qu uses authentic Daoshuiwan water. The wine is strong and spicy. I haven't drunk it for many years. "

Hearing this, the scholar had a smile in his eyes, and he actually filled the old beggar's pot himself. The old beggar didn't shirk, grabbed a large piece of beef with his chopsticks, and threw it into his mouth to chew. After swallowing it, Fang drank another cup, this time it was a slow drink, and the scholar looked even happier: "You old beggar is actually a person who knows how to drink!"

The old beggar didn't speak, only laughed.

Blowing the flute to see those two people, smelling the aroma of wine, he felt a little itchy, he stood up immediately, confessed to the person at the same table, went to the table where the scholar and the old beggar were, and said with a smile: "I have never Drinking, just smelling the aroma of this wine today, I feel itchy, can you two give me a seat, so that I can also know what it's like?"

The scholar saw that the flute was smiling cleanly, and that the old beggar was at the same table without any disobedience, so he stretched out his hand to lure the flute, and the flute sat down. When the glass of wine was filled, he picked it up and took a small drink. The sensation went straight to the throat, and as soon as the entrance was made, a gust of hot air rushed straight up from the inner mansion, all the pores seemed to be opened, and the whole person of Hong was excited.His eyes lit up, and he took another sip, and when the glass of wine was finished, he leaned back comfortably on the chair and sighed: "I finally know why there is such a thing as wine in this world."

That's a great compliment.The old beggar laughed loudly: "Who says it's not!" The scholar also laughed, and filled another glass for the flute. After drinking three or four cups, the eyes of the flute shook slightly, and he waved his hand to reject the old beggar. The son added wine: "That's enough for me. I can't fall asleep this New Year's Eve." Watching the New Year is the best time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and it is also the best time to pray for luck.

The old beggar was not reluctant, there was still time for a cup of tea and it was almost the end of the year. The shopkeeper served dumplings, which were hot and delicious.The flute ate a few, and the scholar only moved a little, and the rest went into the old beggar's stomach.

After eating and drinking enough, they heard the huge bell ringing from the side of the imperial city. It was long and long, which indicated that the old year was over and the new year was about to begin, so everyone stood up and congratulated each other——Happy New Year!The old beggar was also congratulated by the flute and the scholar, he stood up cheerfully and replied: "I also wish you a happy new year and happy peace. The old beggar is blessed by the two of you today, and it is also the old beggar's blessing. Let it go, the old beggar will take his leave now."

Chuan Xiao laughed: "If it wasn't for the blessing of Big Brother today, I might not be able to drink this good wine. In this case, I will send a word to Big Brother-tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, you might as well go to the east five miles of Dayong City to find it." Searching."

The old beggar couldn't help being puzzled, hesitatingly said: "What do you mean by that?"

Chuanxiao smiled, and said indifferently: "Big brother was born into a wealthy family, but he has no mother. He lost his mother at the age of three. It can be regarded as a happy life, but the good times don’t last long. Later, he lost his wife in middle age, lost his son in the same year, and lost his job in his later years. His life is full of fate. However, the eldest brother’s kinship has not been broken. Although your son is lost, he should still be alive.”

When the old beggar heard what Chuxiao said, he was struck by lightning, and the pottery bowl in his right hand fell to the ground and smashed into pieces, his eyes were fixed on the flute, as if he had seen a ghost: "...you...how did you know! "

Chu Xiao smiled: "I'm just good at fortune-telling."

The old beggar left in a daze, the scholar glanced at the flute, bowed his hands and said, "I'm Yin Xuanhuang, I'll take my leave first."

"Ximen Chuxiao. Your Excellency, please go slowly." After getting the scholar's name, Chuxiao was satisfied, so he left the table and prepared to go upstairs, and then he was about to reach the stairs on the second floor. Suddenly burst out, Chu Xiao's face turned black immediately, his feet became unsteady, and Chu Xiao's heart sank—Yin Sha unexpectedly broke out at this moment!Moreover, the momentum is so violent.

He has to go back to his room as soon as possible!Although Chuxiao thought so, his feet didn't listen at all. What's worse, his eyes began to feel dizzy, and his mind seemed to be frozen. Chuxiao knew that it was Yin evil that was eroding his mind, and he only hoped If you can go back to your room quickly while you are still awake, find a quiet place to meditate. There are people coming and going in this corridor. If you touch him who is meditating, it may be dangerous.Relying on the obsession in his bones, Chu Xiao took a difficult step, but the young man really underestimated the evil spirit. He lost his mind just after walking a dozen steps, and at this moment, he seemed to feel something , the body moved spontaneously, as if something was pulling him.

Yin Xuanhuang had just removed his outer shirt and was about to take a bath when he heard an irregular knock on the door. The sound became louder and louder, and finally he felt like he had broken into the door.Frowning, he opened the door, and a figure fell down. Yin Xuanhuang subconsciously caught it, and just as he embraced his slender and well-fitting body, he was suddenly wrapped around his neck and his head was slapped It was pulled down, and then a cold and soft thing covered it.