A few days later, on the last day of the year, Zheng Yan, in the surprised eyes of his neighbors, pasted red paper on both sides of the gate of the Sword Hall, which were couplets in exquisitely translated different texts.

The first couplet: Everything goes well.

The second line: All your wishes come true.

Horizontal banner: The lucky stars shine.

Then there are the money I cut by myself. The money I hold is a different word "Fu" in the middle. Although it is ugly, fortunately it looks a bit too good, which is enough for Zheng Yan.

At first, when Zheng Yan first posted it, the neighbors passing by thought that Zheng Yan was posting a spell, and thought that Zheng Yan's sword hall was haunted.

But as the couplets hung money and posted them all over the doors and windows, they felt a strange and beautiful feeling, and the neighbors' attitude began to change.

Mrs. Grey next door was the first to come and ask for it. She exchanged fresh bread with Zheng Yan. After Zheng Yan gave her some, she also sticked it on the doors and windows in a pretty good manner.

Later, this incident made a joke. Mrs. Gri could not get rid of these things as a stereotype of a talisman, so she used the couplet as a hanging money and stuck it on the door frame. As a result, the old man from his family went home at night and thought there were two ghosts floating at the door. He stayed up in the middle of the night and didn't dare to go home. In the end, he couldn't call Zheng Yan. Zheng Yan pulled the couplet off with laughter and cry. The old man trembled in the cold wind finally entered the house.

I had a fight with my wife in the New Year...

Then, in Zheng Yan's sword hall, seven or eight families all posted red talismans in a very good manner. It is said that it has the effect of warding off evil spirits, and more people did this too.

Of course these are all later stories. At this moment, Zheng Yan posted the couplet and hung the big red lantern he described to the craftsman, although it was a bit awkward.

Then I cleaned the sword hall again and re-arranged the furniture and other things.

After these things were done, the weather gradually became darker, and the pedestrians on the road returned home and became deserted.

There was only Zheng Yan in the sword hall, and it was very deserted.

In such silence, Zheng Yan changed into the newly bought clothes, felt the cold weather, and recalled the past.

Although I am restrained from recalling the past, the houses were all arranged like this, and it was difficult not to recall them.

He silently closed the door, put the clean weapon aside, and only a sword hilt hung on his waist, and walked up to the second floor.

There are some foods placed on the coffee table in the living room, which are not steaming, but just snacks. For Zheng Yan, who can't cook, these are enough.

He also bought a bottle of fruit wine and recalled the last time he drank with his cousin before traveling through time, and the last New Year's Eve.

I couldn't drink white wine myself, so my cousin bought three cans of 8-degree, vodka-style beer, etc., but after drinking half of the can, I was already in the mood.

I was so drunk that I was so drunk that I could barely finish the second can. I didn’t vomit yet, but my cousin drank another bottle of Xiaobai after drinking one can.

The two of them felt so drunk that they felt so good, and then they fell asleep. My cousin was so angry that he didn't even see the Spring Festival Gala. I still remember getting up at midnight and setting off firecrackers. They complained that they were only 8 degrees strong and so they were really scary. Then they made an appointment to drink the next time, but there was no next time.

"I can't go back." Zheng Yan sighed. He felt a little sad when he was obviously happy.

"Maybe we shouldn't have done these things in another world."

Zheng Yan shook his head and poured himself with the fruit wine. He was still very uncomfortable with watching programs that were suitable for this moment without a large screen.

Only in my memory was silent, and not long after, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Zheng Yan slowly walked down the floor, opened a crack in the gate of the Sword Hall, and saw Yalishiya wearing a white dress.

The golden hair fluttered gently in the breeze, the soft and charming face was smiling, the light red lips showed a graceful curve, and the purple pupils stared at Zheng Yan, filled with warm temperature.

"I thought I was the only one to spend the last day of the year." Zheng Yan smiled and completely opened the door, leaving a single position.

"If you don't want to go to the monastery, I can only come here to accompany you, the lonely child." Yalisia walked in easily and comfortably, as if she had gone home.

"You have so many people and you still have various activities. It's so troublesome, and I don't like it either." Zheng Yan shook his head and closed the door.

The nun sister visited late at night, and Zheng Yan felt her heart beating faster and she became imaginative.

"Do you bother or not?" Yalixiya turned around, looked at the clean sword hall, saw the couplets on the edge of the door frame, looked at the floating money hanging, and looked at Zheng Yan's new clothes, "Isn't it a big trouble for you to do these?"

"I like to stay in my own place." Zheng Yan said with a smile: "Come on, go upstairs and have something delicious."

When he arrived at the living room, Yalihia glanced at the fruit wine on the table, frowned and said, "You are still drinking."

"Can't you drink?" Zheng Yan sat opposite the coffee table, showing off his own behavior as if he had taken it for granted.

Yalishiya also sat down, looking at Zheng Yan's fifteen-year-old look with some amusement, and said deliberately: "You are not yet an adult."

"So what?" Zheng Yan curled his lips, took a sip of the fruit wine, and his face turned red.

Yalixiya immediately took away half of the remaining fruit wine. Zheng Yanjiu looked at her with resentment, which made Yalixiya laugh again.

Zheng Yan looked over and felt that the other person's beautiful appearance was as dreamy and innocent as a paper man, which made people feel distracted.

Seeing Zheng Yan staring at her, Yalihia blushed a little. Fortunately, the moonstone in Zheng Yan's room was not too bright, so she also diverted her attention and reached out to find a pendant from her arms. The pendant was a cross, and the cross was buckled on the chain and hung around the nun's fair and beautiful neck.

"..." Zheng Yan was stunned and guessed what would happen. "The people in the Holy Light Church are so boring. They are either crosses or crosses."

Sure enough, this beautiful nun gave Zheng Yan the cross pendant she had worn close to her body.

"What, don't you want it?" Yalixiya looked at Zheng Yan seriously. She felt that Zheng Yan didn't want it, so she also forced her to put it on.

"I have to." Zheng Yan nodded, quickly took the cross pendant with the beauty's body temperature, and then took out a red envelope from his pocket, the kind he made.

Yalishiya unexpectedly took the red envelope and opened it to see it. Her expression became a little subtle, with six ordinary gold coins inside.

"Why don't you want it?" Zheng Yan said with a smile, imitating Yalihiya's previous expression.

Yalishiya was almost pissed off, "I gave you a cross, but I've baptized with holy light, so you'll give me six ordinary gold coins..."

"I have to." Yalishiya nodded, put the red envelope in her arms, and her expression still felt a little at a loss.

The two of them looked at each other again, and a moment later the bell rang from the center of Lahore city, representing the arrival of the new year.

"Hey!" Zheng Yan stood up excitedly, smiled and stretched out his hand to Yalishiya, "Come with me, I have something good to share with you."

"Good thing?" Yalishia grabbed Zheng Yan's hand, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Just come with me." Zheng Yan smiled badly and pulled Yalixia, "The people in the other world are so boring. Let me add some fun to this quiet night."

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