The flying blood rustled like falling rain, and the moonlight was as miserable as white frost.

In the snowy streets and alleys, under the misty moonlight, some people were reborn after a disaster, shivering, some stopped to pay their respects, and cried out in sorrow, and some fled through the night, their eyes full of misery.

There were not many people reborn after the disaster, but there were more than one or two. The cow ghost was dead, the snake god was not dead, the black warrior and the cavalry were all dead. Shen Qi who was hiding under the body of the black warrior and Wu Qing who was hiding under the ruins of Yanyu Tower were alive. The dead ones couldn't feel anything, while the living ones were still immersed in the terror of that moonlight, trembling.

Those who were mourning and wailing were people similar to Lao Qu. To be precise, they were the same type of people. Ba Shi, because things harm their kind, the autumn song is also sad.

The one with the sad eyes was naturally Chu Yunqiao. Although she was not familiar with Laoqu, she didn’t know why she felt so sad at this moment, because she knew that Shen Xiaojia would be sad when she woke up. No one would lose a relative who was with them day and night. It will be better.

And when Chu Yunqiao was leaping from one roof to another with Shen Xiaojia's head on his back, the guests in Zuiyue Building left one after another, leaving only the young man in gray linen sitting in the corner, still drinking alone in a dull mood.

The proprietress Yanyan finally walked out of her private room, stood at the door of the lobby and glanced at the moon in the direction of Yanyu Building. She sighed, wiped a tear from the corner of her eyes with her fingers, walked behind the counter in three or two steps, and knocked on the He knocked on the head of Yan Qi, who was lying on the cabinet, and said with a straight face, "If you want to sleep, go back to the room and don't occupy the counter and settle accounts..."

Yan Qi turned around and looked at the proprietress with wide eyes, pouted and said, "I haven't slept, I have my eyes open!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. After all, there's not much difference between opening your eyes and closing them..." The lady boss took out Lao Qu's contract of sale from the drawer of the counter expressionlessly. She looked at it for a long time and was silent for a long time. Finally, Or move it above the candle flame.

"Is this Laoqu's contract?" Yan Qi asked in surprise, "Why did you light it? If you feel cold, go to the kitchen and burn some firewood! This is one of the few valuable things in our building..."

"Why keep it if it's useless..."

"Mom, tell me honestly, are you having an affair with Lao Qu? Right... I always thought he and I looked very similar! Bastard Lao Qu! When I go to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife, I'll go and follow him He fought hard!"

"Okay, why are you pretending? If your father is the Nine-Life Cat God, then your tail must not be raised to the sky..."

"Then why are you so sad and have violated his contract of betrayal?" Yan Qi scratched his head and said, "Isn't it because he suddenly got married...isn't the bride still you?"

"Fart! I'm sad because...forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's talk about what's on our minds today." The landlady took out a half-remained iron ring and a handful of banknotes from the counter, and gently He put the ground in front of Yan Qi and said calmly, "Don't you always want to travel to the end of the world with a sword? I agree! Take these things and go with the noisy woman in the backyard. You can leave tonight..."

Yan Qi's face lit up and he immediately put the banknote into his arms. Suddenly he felt something was wrong and frowned, "Why are you thinking this? You don't allow me to travel in the world? Is there some trick in this?"

"There are so many tricks. I am your mother, how can I harm you..." The lady boss rolled her eyes, pointed at the half token in Yan Qi's hand and said, "Actually, I want you to go find you." Dad, you have never met him in your life."

"My father?" Yan Qi looked at half of the token in his hand and asked curiously, "What does my father look like?"

"Your father..." The landlady made a few gestures on her chest and said with a leisurely look, "Sometimes it's this long, sometimes it's this long again..."

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows and said with a strange expression, "My father?"

The landlady hit Yan Qi on the head, laughed and cursed, "What are you thinking about...your father's gun!"

"My father is a gunman?"

"Well... your father has a big silver spear, which can be long or short. The spear comes out like a dragon. He can take the enemy's head among thousands of troops. It's like picking up an object from a bag. It goes in three times and comes out three times. A horse can fly all over the world. Ren Xiaoyao..."

"My father is a general?"

The landlady nodded, "Your father, his surname is Zhu, his name is Huairen..." He looked at the lobby door with a lonely look, and said sadly, "The reason why I opened this Zuiyuelou is to wait for him to come back.

But after eighteen years of separation, I have received a lot of business from him, but I still haven't waited for his change of heart."

"What a domineering last name! What a direct first name!" Yan Qi tilted his head and said, "My father is a ruthless and untrustworthy bad guy?"

"You can't blame him entirely. People can't help themselves in the world, not to mention that he is still in the imperial court and his surname is Zhu..." The landlady sighed softly, "It's not easy for him to take off that armor, not to mention there are hundreds of thousands of people.

How could the Zhenbei Army just let it go? How could it come to Yuecheng to live a simple life with me..."

"Then he should also write you a letter or ask someone to bring you a message. He shouldn't make you wait so hard!"

"He doesn't know where I am..."

"Uh...Mom, if that's the case, then he definitely doesn't know that I'm his son."

"Yes, you were only four months old in my belly when I left. You were about the size of an orange. Who can tell which orange I handled..."

"Then you still let me go find him, aren't you afraid that I will be stabbed as someone who takes advantage?"

The landlady held her face, blinked her eyes, and said seriously, "I heard that there is a wonderful feeling between father and son. Even if they have never met each other, as long as two people stand together, they can recognize each other. This is called

Blood is thicker than water!”

Yan Qi said angrily, "That's nonsense. What stupid bastard really has this kind of feeling? He wouldn't have the story about the little tadpole looking for his father that Xiao Jia told..."

The landlady said in surprise, "That boy also told me about this feeling... What's the story of the little tadpole looking for his father? Can you tell me?"

"Now is not the time to tell stories..." Yan Qi secretly glanced at the young man in gray clothes in the corner and whispered, "Mom, I know you just want me to leave Zuiyue Tower because of that.

That guy... was asking about you as soon as he came in, could he be your enemy?"

"How could I have such a young enemy..." The lady boss put away the smile on her face and said seriously, "But if you cause trouble for other people in Zuiyue Tower, you are also causing trouble for me. You can avoid it first, and I will go and meet you."

Meet him!"

"Mom, you probably don't know that I'm a master now..." Yan Qi held his head high and said, "I can beat ten of these unknown little characters with one hand! No need to retreat!"

Just when the landlady wanted to warn Yan Qi, the young man in gray clothes sitting in the corner took out two white coins from his arms, slapped them heavily on the table, raised his head, stared at the landlady and Yan Qi, and said, "

Interesting...I'll pay you a hundred taels for your story and wine!"

"You are so incomprehensible," Yan Qi frowned and said, "What story? What kind of wine? Our store is about to close, it's time for you to leave..."

"Don't be in a hurry to chase people away... The wine is of course the Shao Daozi in your shop. Please give me two more pots," the young man in gray said with his eyes lowered. "As for the story... it's the story of a little tadpole looking for his father.

, I am also very interested and want to buy it from you."

"Wine can be sold," Yan Qi's frown deepened, "this story can't be sold..."

"You can sell it!" The young man in gray suddenly stood up, moved his neck a few times, and said coldly, "When I beat you to death, your story will become my story!"

The lady boss stared at the angry fist of the young man in gray, narrowed her eyes and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm just a small character," the young man in gray took a deep breath, raised his right foot high, and stepped down suddenly, cracking a long black line on the floor of the lobby, extending in a winding direction.

The proprietress and Yan Qi disappeared from the place in a flash. When they reappeared, they were behind Yan Qi. They stretched out a palm with their right hand and struck at the back of Yan Qi's neck. Their eyes were cold and they said, "But I'm nothing."
Chapter completed!