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The howling cold wind was blowing from the half-open door, and the two watchmen were immediately shocked. You must know that it is already after midnight, and it will be the fourth watch after a while. Why do people come to their place in the cold and late night? Come?
They turned their heads to look, and when they saw the person coming, their expressions immediately relaxed, but they soon appeared a little puzzled.
"Old man, why are you running around after staying awake for most of the night?"
The old pedant from the town came in tremblingly, holding a wine jar and food wrapped in oiled paper, exuding a strong meaty aroma.
"I want to talk to people, chat, unfortunately, everyone has fallen into a deep sleep, the old man searched, only to find that this place is particularly bright, so he came all the way, just brought some wine and food, and the two Sitting opposite each other, drinking and talking."
The old pedant's tone of voice was weird at first, but gradually became normal as he spoke.
However, the two watchmen were still confused, thinking to themselves that they were all rough people who could not read a single word, and the most fluent thing to say on weekdays was dry things, be careful of candles, this teacher The old man asked them to chat, but he found the wrong person.
It's a pity that a member of the Hu family died of a sudden illness, otherwise the old gentleman would have someone to talk to when he went to the Hu family.
However, smelling the increasingly strong smell of meat, and looking at the obviously good shochu, the two of them unconsciously smiled and gave up the best position next to the brazier.
The old pedant looked down at the quietly burning brazier, an inexplicable expression flashed across his wrinkled face.
He slowly sat down by the brazier, opened the wine seal, and handed the oiled paper package to the watchman, while he closed his eyes, motionless and silent as if he was asleep.
One of the two watchmen was holding the wine jar, the other was holding the paper bag, swallowing heavily, but hesitant when looking at the motionless old scholar.
"Old man, don't you want to eat and drink?"
The things were brought over by someone, and they were a little embarrassed to eat and drink without others.
"I don't need to eat these, I just want to listen to you chatting."
"this"
The two watchmen looked at each other with the same entanglement in their hearts.
The old gentlemen in the town can't be stupid, right? They don't know a single big character, even if they are bragging and chatting, it must be vulgar content, how could it be possible for the ears of scholars?
"Go ahead, say whatever you want, but don't repeat, and don't stop."
This is what you want us to say.
And these wine and meat were stuffed into our hands by you yourself.
Gudong!
The watchman who was holding the wine jar took a sip of strong wine, grabbed a handful of cooked meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He felt so comfortable that he was trembling all over.
The companion next to him couldn't hold back anymore, and began to eat and drink heavily one after another.
The meat is very fragrant and the wine is stronger.
After a while, they became drunk, their tongues became bigger and bigger, and they talked more and more.
The old pedant still maintained the sitting position in the first place, motionless, with his eyes closed as if he was listening, but he seemed to be asleep.
"Well!"
Just as he was bragging, a watchman suddenly turned his head and glanced at the hourglass, and stood up with a whoop.
"Why are not you talking?"
The old pedant raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the watchman.
"The hourglass is over, it's already the fourth watch, we have to go out to watch the watch."
"Oh? Is this the way time is divided today?"
"Ah? Twelve hours a day, why doesn't the old man remember?"
"Zichou Yinmao, Chensi Wuwei, Shenyou Xuhai According to legend, these are the times that the ancients used to name the twelve zodiac animals"
? When it came to the time and the clock, the watchman's words suddenly became much smoother, and even the choice of words and sentences became a little more refined.
"What are the twelve zodiac signs?"
"The old man doesn't even remember the twelve zodiac signs? The twelve zodiac signs, also called zodiac signs, are twelve animals that match the twelve earthly branches and are based on the year of birth. They are the rat, the ugly ox "
"Yeah, I don't even remember, this is forgetting Think about it, if there is no creature in this world that remembers the saying of the twelve zodiac signs, then do they exist? still does not exist??¡±
What is this old gentleman talking about?
What exists and does not exist, they can't understand it.
While the two watchmen were getting dressed, they secretly felt that the old man was really old enough to talk nonsense, and he couldn't even remember the twelve hours of the day.
He has no wife and no children. After a while, he will be completely confused, but it will be difficult to endure.
Thinking about it, the two of them thought of themselves again, and couldn't help but feel even more dejected for a moment. Looking at the old scholar at this moment, they immediately had the feeling that they were also fallen people in the world.
"Mr., you just rest here, and we'll talk when we come back from the game."
While the watchman was talking, he had already put on a heavy cotton robe, opened the door and went out, leaving the old pedant sitting there alone, still motionless, like a silent sculpture.
Suddenly, a black pattern emerged from under his collar, and soon spread to the whole body, only the upper half of the head was not completely covered by the black pattern.
The old pedant stared at the brazier in front of him, as if looking at the most intimate thing that was connected with life and flesh and blood.
The black lines were still surging, trying to cover his entire cheeks, but after several breaths, it was always unsuccessful.
Crack!
A piece of firewood in the brazier exploded suddenly, making a crisp sound.
Wisps of red mist overflowed from his shoulders.
The old pedant froze for a moment, with a struggling look on his face.
"My name"
"No, the little old man is doing his job right now. This year he will be 44 in his 60s, and he won't have a good life for a few years"
"There is a saying that my parents are here, and I don't travel far, but I went out to study since I was a child. I just wanted to get fame and honor my ancestors so that my parents could enjoy great blessings. Unfortunately, I failed many times. When I returned to my hometown in despair, I saw But there are only two lonely tombs"
"I hate it. First, I hate myself for not striving for success after repeated trials. Second, I hate being obsessed with being crazy and stupid, and I can't figure it out sooner. Third, I hate the injustice of the world. My parents died early, and I can't even see them for the last time!"
"When I was young, I left home and returned without confusion. Everything has changed and everything has been forgotten. Looking back on my life, the happiest moment is the childhood when I no longer have any memories"
He sat there upright, his mumbling voice became more and more hoarse and deep, and finally he suddenly lowered his head, and suddenly died of breath.
Boom!
The black lines erupted suddenly, collided fiercely with the red mist hovering around the body surface and melted away, and finally gained the upper hand, spreading upwards slowly and with difficulty, covering the old pedant's face bit by bit.
The black lines that changed into various shapes finally gathered on the wrinkled forehead and slowly returned to one place.
However, at this moment, there was another explosion without warning, followed by the crackling sound of burning firewood, and the black stripes stopped suddenly, as if something crucial had been hit suddenly .
The old pedant, who had already lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly shook his body, and roared to the sky: "After I die, who will remember and worship my miserable parents in that life!?"
Boom!
The black lines were messy, and the vortex between the eyebrows almost collapsed. It took a long time for it to recover a little bit, but it was no longer the feeling it had when it first appeared.
He got up little by little, opened the door stiffly, only wearing a single robe, and just like that went directly into the cold and dark night. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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