The drizzle is like cotton, falling on the streets of the imperial city.
Pedestrians in the city held umbrellas or hurriedly rushed under the eaves to hide from the rain.
The rain pattered on the green tiles and dripped along the stocking ditch on the stone road in the street.
The patter...
A swordsman came out of the winery, shook his head in dissatisfaction and sighed, "The restaurants in this imperial city are really evil. Why do you have the nerve to sell me a cup of Xinghua Village for twelve taels of silver?"
"That's silver, not a stone!"
"The Imperial City is indeed not the place where I can cultivate my sword. Let's go!"
He shook off the sword in his hand, turned around and stepped into the rain. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a scholar coming towards him.
The scholar was dressed in white and looked extremely delicate. He had three flowers on his head and looked extremely weird...
The scholar held an umbrella, walked in front of him, and looked at him like this...
The rain hit the swordsman's body, but the swordsman didn't feel anything.
But he looked at the approaching scholar with doubts in his heart. After thinking for a while, he asked:
"you know me?"
The scholar shook his head, but then nodded:
"We had a chance encounter..."
Yeah?
The swordsman was puzzled, but he couldn't remember when he had seen the scholar.
He walked alone in the world all his life and saw too many people, but he never crossed paths with them.
"What do you want from me?" the swordsman said, "If you encounter any injustice and want to ask me for anything, just tell me. No need to get close..."
"As a sword cultivator, if I encounter injustice on the road, I will take action."
I thought the scholar would shed tears of gratitude, but I never thought that the weird scholar in front of me just shook his head, took out a bottle of wine from somewhere, and threw it to him.
The wine flask crossed the void and hung on the sword in the swordsman's hand.
When the swordsman mentioned the wine, he became more and more confused. When he was about to ask, the scholar spoke first:
"I owed you a bottle of wine before, I will pay you back today..."
The swordsman frowned, shook his head and said, "When did you owe me wine? Why don't I remember?"
The scholar shook his head and turned to leave.
The swordsman immediately chased after him...
The two of them came to a street in the city. The scholar didn't seem to be afraid of the dirt on the ground. He sat on the street corner casually, as if waiting for something.
The swordsman also sat beside the scholar in a daze.
The two of them were sitting in the rain, extremely weird...
The swordsman handed the scholar's wine back, "I don't drink wine that I can't explain clearly."
The scholar sighed, "Why don't you open it and smell it?"
The swordsman was stunned, then pulled back his hand suspiciously, pulled out the stopper, sniffed, and froze in place.
There seemed to be waves in his heart, and his eyes turned red.
"Xinghua Village..."
The swordsman suddenly turned his head to look at the scholar beside him, and asked tremblingly: "Why do I suddenly feel that you look familiar, but I can't remember you?"
The scholar raised his head and leaned against the wall at the corner of the street.
"That is another past that belongs to you but does not belong to you. Anyway, in that past, I owe you a bottle of wine. I have owed you a bottle of wine for a long, long time..."
"I spent all my money just to pay you back for this jug of wine."
The swordsman seemed to be in a dream and was stunned for a long time.
Looking down at Xinghua Village in his hand, he suddenly laughed, raised his head suddenly and drank the wine in the pot in one gulp.
He threw the wine bottle back to the scholar.
Pick up the sword, stand up, and leave...
"Interesting, really interesting."
...
The swordsman left gracefully, no longer obsessed with the past told by the scholar...
The scholar watched the swordsman leave and shook his head gently. He knew that the swordsman seemed to understand something, but he didn't want to think of the lost memory again.
He chose to let go of the memory that belonged to him but did not belong to him.
When the wine is gone, the past is over!
This is his choice, and the scholar goes with him...
That past was not a good one.
He sat in the rain, looked at the street again, and waited quietly.
A carriage passed by slowly and stopped in front of the scholar.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a graceful and luxurious woman poked her face out. She sighed in her heart when she saw the scholar sitting alone on the street.
She called her attendants and asked them to get some silver.
She got off the carriage, came to the scholar, and gently placed the bag of silver in front of the scholar.
"It's not easy for you scholars to go to Beijing to take the exam. Use this money first and find a hotel to stay in. Don't catch the cold in the streets."
"When you become successful and have some spare money, you can just give the money to others. It will be considered as repaying it to me..."
The scholar raised his head and looked at the woman, as if memories came to his mind, making him blush.
"good......"
The woman stared blankly at the scholar's red eyes. For some reason, a rainy night suddenly appeared in her mind. It seemed that a scholar with red eyes was standing in front of her.
For a moment, the woman turned back to the carriage in a panic.
The carriage drove away, heading towards the city.
Suddenly, the woman raised her hand to wipe her cheek randomly and wet her sleeve...
He called the driver to stop again, and ran out of the carriage in a panic. Looking at the street again, the young scholar on the street had disappeared.
The woman was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly laughed.
"Is this how you respond to me... Lang Lang Qian Kun?"
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The extra function is now online. I will update one or two extra chapters from time to time when I have time.
So: you can let this book lie on your bookshelf for now, and when the extra chapter is updated, it will be pushed!
Most of the extra stories you want about Daxi, Xuannv, Fengnu and others will have an explanation. This story is very long and cannot be finished.
Many people's explanations may not be what everyone expects.
So friends who have a vision in their hearts, you can stop watching the extra episodes in the future.
And a word of caution,
The second book in the 'Myth' series promised to my friends is also on the shelves.
However, the new book "Sword Dusk Lamplighter" will not be as intense as the beginning of this book, and the pace and mood of the new book will be much slower.
This book is like wine, strong in the mouth.
"Jian Mu Lamplighter" is like tea, light in the mouth and slowly spreading its fragrance.
If you want to see it, you can move away!
Of course, I promise, the new book will be sweet!
Well, I swear!
