Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

Jiang Taixu walked back to the house quickly.

Close the door in one fell swoop.

The heartbeat is still accelerating.

The room was already empty.

As the old Tao said, Zuo Chen's figure has disappeared.

Apparently, this Tianjun also gave up his plan to travel.

...

Outside the house,

The old man's room with the light on.

A faint voice came through the crack of the door.

"Xiao Chen, don't tell us when there are guests at home."

The old man’s voice also sounded:

"Isn't this just happened? One of the young girls grew up to be handsome, much handsomer than many girls,"

"Hahahaha, you kid, I didn't see it before, no wonder I was buried in the ground and I haven't found a wife. It turns out that I have a special hobby."

"Go go and stop making trouble, people... are not ordinary people, be careful to be heard, and I will pull out your tongue!"

"Okay, since our squad leader invited someone, I'll go to the door to pick it up."

Following the old man's voice, he got up and walked out of the room slowly.

At this time, Lao Dao just finished peeing and walked in from outside.

"Brother, why did you come out? I can just go in. You are too polite."

The old man laughed.

The old man also held his fist politely.

"Why are there any guests here? Why don't you go out and please invite them?"

"We have always remembered what the great man said, the wicked come with shotguns, and friends come with meat and wine."

The old man looked straight.

"It's not that my old brother didn't want to invite you before, I'm really afraid that you will be scared."

The veteran waved his hand indifferently.

"People are divided into good and evil, and their souls are all human beings, who can live with you for so long."

"We Jing is too late, how can we be afraid."

The old man laughed and asked:

"Why the two young men? Didn't come with you?"

"They, they drove all night, and when they were a little tired, they slept first. Then we smelled the scent of wine."

"You can't fall asleep, brother, don't you blame it."

"Be polite, come in quickly."

The old man took the old-fashioned arm.

Push open the door,

The whole room is separated by a wooden board.

On this end of the plank, there is a small bed.

On the other side of the board, a curtain separates it.

The sound of laughter and clinking glasses came from the curtain.

The old man took the old way and walked a few steps quickly.

Open the curtains in one fell swoop.

Inside, a high platform was exposed.

On the table, there are pieces of gadgets.

There are bones that have been coated with wax, there are yellowing fingers, and a few small pipes.

On top of these little things, one by one is also marked with a name.

There is also a touch of sandalwood.

Under that high platform.

A big table is placed there.

More than ten benches are arranged in sequence.

On each bench sits a middle-aged man who is not too old.

There are only four or five young people in their twenties, and everyone wears old military uniforms.

It was very lively, and many people had blushes on their faces, obviously they had already drunk a lot of wine.

And the man in his fifties who sat in the first place, saw the old way coming, and smiled at the old way.

"Little brother is really a big golden light, but he is waiting for you."

The old man hadn't spoken yet, and the old man had already clasped his fists and saluted everyone on the table.

"Poor Dao's name is Wu Qiufang, passing by the old brother's house, watching everyone lively, really like it, come to ask for a glass of drink."

"Brothers, no wonder!"

"No wonder, how could you not be blamed, but you are late and fined the alcohol!"

The middle-aged man waited until the old way was finished and picked it up directly.

Pour into a wine glass and pass it to the old man.

"Punish yourself three cups for coming late."

With a veteran grin, he held the wine glass with both hands, so proud.

"Dry."

...

Stayed up all night.

Lao Dao himself didn't know when he drank and lay down.

By the time he woke up, it was already three poles of the sun.

He was lying on the old man's bed.

The old man seemed to have gotten up and was not in the house.

The old way slapped his head a few times, and it was still very swollen.

He subconsciously looked behind the curtains in the room and smiled.

Walked in.

The table is still that table.

It's just that the food and drink are gone, it should have been cleaned up by the old man.

Outside the yard.

There was Jiang Taixu's voice.

"Old road, the car is repaired, let's go."

The old man agreed casually.

He arched his hands and smiled at the empty platform.

"Wu Qiufang, thank you for your hospitality. If you have the opportunity to go to Lucheng, Qiufang will be a good wine and good food to greet you."

"Everyone, there will be a period later."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Quiet small room.

There is a slight breeze, it seems to be responding.

Human beings are humane, ghosts have ghosts,

Everyone smiled.

Self-righteous...

treasure!

...

Bid farewell to the old man again, and the two old men set off again.

Jiang Taixu looked at the old way, who was covered with alcohol and had not yet dissipated.

"Are you really drinking last night?"

The old way didn't hide it, just told him the whole thing.

Jiang Taixu slapped his thigh in annoyance.

"Fuck, why didn't you tell me earlier."

"Didn't you call you? Who are you not willing to blame?"

The veteran has his hands behind his head, and he wanders freely.

Except for the old man himself, who drank with him yesterday, of course none of them were alive.

And ordinary people who can drink with them can't do it.

The golden light mentioned by the middle-aged man refers to the merits of the old Dao, and only those with merits are worthy to sit with them.

Just because of them...

National luck is everywhere!

This is the national fortune of the founding of the country, any treacherous generation, let alone drinking with them.

Even at the same table,

Will be even more uncomfortable than a ghost eroding the bones.

And the old man is even more amazing.

He can live under the same roof with dozens of dead souls without being affected by ghosts.

Not even a single bit of life was lost.

No one can envy this kind of natural luck.

And he could guess that the reason why the old man didn't give him respects like people in ancient times.

It's very possible, but he doesn't want to.

He is his own retired army, just want to have a peaceful life.

If you are in a high position, you will get too much aura, even if it’s his comrades,

It was impossible to get close to him, let alone drink and eat meat with him.

The corners of the veteran mouth showed some smiles unconsciously.

This kind of lifelong comradeship can live together even after death.

It should be no worse than Fenghoubaixiang in the heart of the elderly.

He sighed as he looked at the scenery backwards behind him.

"This is a picturesque country, it was all their lives in exchange for..."

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[Author's digression]: Updated the request for the bank note~