The Falling Moon Dangles the Flower Branches

Finished in one shot ~ BE BE BE BE BE! ! ! One-sentence summary: An ancient-style innocent tenant and a charming landlord? [Don't believe it. . . It was the most common rainy night in Jiangnan. The night wind blew through the corridor, mixing with the smell of soil and grass. The lights in the corridor were on and off, and Xu Yuan walked through the corridor holding a lantern and an umbrella. Suddenly, another gust of night wind blew by, and the candlelight finally went out, and a wisp of green smoke rose up, carrying a bit of fireworks. The sound of rain falling to the ground became clearer and clearer, tapping on the bluestone, blurring the distant voices and the sound of hitting from nowhere. There is some sweet smell in the wind, which is very light but makes people restless. Xu Yuan stepped up his pace again, and the door to the front yard had been blown open by the wind, swaying and creaking. He reached out and closed the door, but the door was blocked by a force. A sword was lying across the gap in the door. A man dressed in black was lying in the rain, and the rain beneath him turned a blinding red. "Boss, let me stay overnight." Intention: