Xiaoyu suddenly got up and asked, Xiao Nan was stunned.

But Xiao Nan was stunned, but did not answer her question directly, but asked rhetorically: "What, did you have a nightmare?"

"Hmm!"

Xiaoyu was very well-behaved, nodded, and quickly pulled off the quilt to cover her Bingqing Yujie body, almost all of them were naked, which made Xiao Nan feel indescribable in his heart, "This girl is so perfect, so charming!"

"This, big wave girl, why didn't you find out last night?" Xiao Nan looked a little excited, and looked at it stupidly.

But Xiaoyu felt like she was being trampled on like a pile of powder, and her face was full of shame, "Dead ghost, look?"

"Uh!" Xiao Nan hurriedly staggered his eyes, and was momentarily speechless. In my mind, I was deeply affected by the warm love of last night, but my eyes couldn't help but return to their original places, "Eh, it's so beautiful!"

"Still looking, dead ghosts!"

Xiaoyu snorted and hurriedly got into the bed. But Xiao Nan smirked and thought: "This woman is like this, once she hands over her heart and person to someone, the language organization will be different? ”

"How dare you scold my brother for being a dead ghost?" So he jumped on the bed, grabbed Xiaoyu and put it aside, "Dead ghost, dead ghost, dead ghost!"

"Hehehehe, giggle-" Xiao Yu couldn't stop laughing, and put Xiao Nan aside for the offense, Xiao Nan also laughed "ahahahaha, hey, he

"It scares me to death!"

Xiaoyu patted her chest with two small hands, and spring appeared. Xiao Nan was quite a gentleman this time, and hurriedly dragged the pajamas at the head of the bed into Xiao Yu's arms, "Give, lose it?" Xiao Yu deliberately took off the pajamas and shook his body unusually, "What's wrong, isn't it good-looking?

Xiao Nan looked at it, "I'm forked, this is okay." So he hurriedly said, "It's good-looking, it's so good-looking!" and took the pajamas and gave them to Xiaoyu.

"It's pretty much the same!" and then gave Xiao Nan a kiss, and said in his ear: "It's good-looking, I'll only show you one person in the future." ”

"Ahh

"Dead ghost! it's so bad!" Xiao Yu sneered again, "No, your little brother Nan is the first and the last!" Therefore, Xiao Nan gently nudged her and said, "Okay, good, good, it's pretty much the same!" Xiao Nan asked, "What happened just now?"

"Uh-" Xiao Yu suddenly woke up, and quickly told Xiao Nan about the dream just now......

And Wu Qi, the ghost master, and the starling are still walking around the reeds, although the ghost master told the story of seeing the snake when he went out to see the snake as a "money string", but he was still afraid of death, lest he see the snake again. But the innocence is almost bright, and the ghost master can't help but be a little anxious, "Hurry up, let's all hurry up, lest it be too late to be discovered?"

"Hmm-" Starling replied with Wu Tzu, looking back and forth from time to time for fear of being followed. Especially the first time Wu Qi came, excited, excited, nervous, exciting, secretive, curious, wielding a sharp blade nervously, looking around, trembling, making it like a special soldier, the atmosphere was particularly terrifying, even suffocating.

However, Wang Kui quietly opened a room in a hotel opposite the leisurely home wood company, and hid in a room on the third floor to secretly watch the changes in front of the company's door.

Even the world evaporated.

He wasn't in the mood to watch the TV on, and he didn't eat breakfast, he only bought a cup of soy milk, sucked his mouth, and moved the curtains from time to time, for fear of being found out something.

The company's financial office is chaotic, with big books and small books, big accountants and small accountants, all of which are supported by Fang Ying's instructions. Donna was even more busy, flipping through the book for a while, and stabbing the computer for a while, and even Gao Rui followed and sweated.

It's not bad, Lao Xia brought them a rich breakfast, everyone has a share, and what do you say slowly, slowly, carefully, and clear the family. After that, after some politeness, Xia Mulin drove out of the company to really touch the "food city" and "snack street".

When I bought breakfast, I wanted to call Wang Kui to come and go, but when I heard that his sister Wang Hong was missing, and asked Fang Ying on the phone, I knew that there was no news so far, so I was embarrassed to trouble him anymore, after all, people were very annoyed. As for whether he will come to work today, I will go with him.

However, when Mr. Xia's car slowly drove out of the company, Wang Kui was still frightened.

Duoduo's house also began to have figures shaking again, and the busy people began to move again, setting the table and setting the table, and burning the boiler......

Honghong also woke up, she was eating breakfast alone, and she didn't want to go home, as long as her mother didn't come back, she planned to live in Shajiabang for a long time. However, her mother took the first bus to Yantai Railway Station from Yangma Island, and planned to reverse the train back to Jinan.

Fan Er is also sleeping, and it is estimated that he can't wake up for a day and a half. After all, it was a toss-up all night.

The ninth brother is no better, and his daughter-in-law is crying, thinking that he is not doing it at all, and he was bitten by a dog, and he didn't even have the money for injections, so he was worried.

The girl is very obedient, eating those snacks on the bed, touching this, poking that, very happy, and happily saying to her mother, "This is delicious, this is delicious, Dad is so good, Dad is so good, he really loves me, buy me something delicious!"

All of a sudden, the two adults cried.

The dog Ah Huang also woke up, and was walking behind the crazy Ermao with his hands behind his back, and he was still staggering, it seems that at that moment, he was really not beaten lightly by the ninth brother. This old man is so wooden, he didn't even notice anything. Rubbing his eyelids, he kept urging Ah Huang with the lamp, "Let's go, let's go, go home!" After that, he went straight to the two stone houses and the small courtyard not far away.

But the blood stains on the tombstone are very eye-catching, as if there was some kind of war here last night.

At this time, after listening to Xiaoyu's dream story, Xiao Nan didn't panic at all, just because of the same dream, he had dreamed several times, he also felt that it was a dream but not a dream, whether it was credible or not, so he smiled and said to Xiaoyu, "Hey, it's a dream anyway, don't take it seriously, just let it be!

"Well, okay then!" Xiaoyu pouted, and then yawned, as if she was still sleepy. But she really forgot to ask about the origin of the "Dragon Shaking Sword".

Xiao Nan was also very concerned, "You didn't sleep well last night, sleep, sleep a little longer!"

"Well, okay then!" Xiaoyu threw aside the pajamas in her hand and glanced at the sword on the wall, Weiwei closed her eyes, as if there were still tears dripping. Xiao Nan got up to leave, and when he looked back, he was such a beautiful tearful beauty.

It turned out that the dream just now had been deeply ingrained in Xiaoyu's heart, and she firmly believed it, especially when the Bodhisattva said that there was less than a year left, she silently thought, "Could it be that the relationship between me and Brother Xiao Nan is less than a year?"

"Why would God do this?"

Xiaoyu was almost asleep, and she seemed to be still thinking about it.

“……”

No wonder Xiaoyu cried.

But Xiao Nan seemed to have a sense in his heart, but he didn't dare to wipe Xiaoyu's tears, because he had a poignant picture in his short vision, as long as he wiped Xiaoyu's tears, Xiaoyu would definitely hug him and cry bitterly. He felt sorry for her, so Xiao Nan didn't do it.

It's not that Xiao Nan is not careful, or afraid of death, but Xiao Nan feels very sorry for her and is reluctant to let her cry.

So, after that, Xiao Nan tapped the keyboard and wrote the story told by his grandmother beautifully.

He writes:

In the ancient city of Yasheng, there is a small town in the east of the city, called Xiangcheng

Xiangcheng, according to legend, began in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, in ancient times, here shops gathered, the commodity fancy is diverse, dazzling, antique, in ancient times, here is also the economic hub center of the people's large-scale assembly.

Whenever there is a meeting, it is full of people, bustling, and crowded.

I heard that in ancient times, there were temples in the majority, and there were countless pilgrims who came from all over the world to burn incense and worship. As a result, the town was filled with fragrant fog and smoke and rain all day long, and the town was like a mirage.

Of course, Xiangcheng, such a beautiful name, was worthy of its name at the time, and it was named for this.

But now, all these ancient scenery and ancient images here have disappeared without a trace, but some are e-commerce facilities and contemporary new buildings that show the atmosphere of modern economy. And then there's the more extravagant means of transportation and some man-made parks, and some man-made lakes.

However, ten miles north from this town, there is a village that is very beautiful.

The village is located at the foot of Pipa Mountain, surrounded by mountains such as daisies, the spring water is smart, and the water is dependent on each other. The surface of the lake is often filled with layers of mist, which will constantly change with the air current, floating around, sometimes like a light song and dance, sometimes like a fairy.

This small village, especially faintly emerging among the mountains, accompanied by a flat boat, is really like being in a fairyland, isolated from the world.

Especially when every new sun shines out of the mountains, it will shine on those fishing boats, fishermen and anglers in the colorful sketch of the most beautiful work scenes and pictures, they spread the round net, "babbling" the boat, the fish on the hook, all the time attracting those tourists to stop, watch, but also envy to say, why are you not born and raised here?

If so, how nice it would be!

Here, there are fewer carved beams and painted buildings and pavilions in ancient times, fewer gods and temples of Bodhi sentient beings in ancient times, and here, there are no passages for miscellaneous goods in ancient times, and there are no shops scattered in ancient times.

Of course, there is no traffic jam and traffic jam in the city today.

Here, there is a paradise in the mountain pass, a natural ecological long stream and a ruined stone city, and there are black and white villages surrounded by mountains and rivers and colorful flowers and trees. Here, there are not only the colorful in spring, but also the magnificence and variety of autumn and the interlacing of ancient villages, and there are also countless literati and ink painters who have formed ink paintings of heaven and man.

There are also ancient tombs, underground devil towns.

Here, there are a few cardamom girls who dye their branches in spring, there are also many good wives and good mothers who are women, and there are many sad and sad good men and women and the loneliness of the elderly. Here, there is not only the life picture of the ancients who "the husband is Tanaka Lang, and the concubine is the weaver girl", but also the modern cowherd and weaver girl who are close to the end of the world and look at each other in pairs.

There is also Niangniang Temple, the underground palace and the tomb of the desolate king.

There are also ancient locust trees, the roots of the old wall at the entrance of the village.

Many times, under the ancient locust tree at the entrance of the village, there are still a few infatuated girls who are concentrating on needles and threads to do some female red and embroidery. Maybe those infatuated women embroider scarves, accept the bottom, and weave clothes, but they are soaked in love, tears, blood, and meaning. Some

It is also a vision of a better life in the future, and a yearning for happiness.

Here, the beauty is not only the wind, but also the scenery.

The people here have a pure, simple, sincere, kind and cordial beauty. The real relationship between neighbors, helping each other, and treating each other as their own relatives is even more singable and crying!

You see, the house is not closed at night, the courtyard is unobstructed, a little, this is the countryside. That's it – beauty knows no boundaries.

I remember that under the ancient trees on the other side of the two ancient houses on the other side, there was often a grandmother dressed in cloth who told passers-by and a group of innocent children the eternal origin and stories of this village.

Although grandma is nearly 100 years old, she still has a childlike face and a naughty mood.

Grandma also wrapped her little feet, and her back was also pressed down by the years; grandma's house lived on the side, there was no fence in the yard, and although there was a river away from the crazy grandfather, they were neighbors for life; grandma's house had many styles of crutches, all of which were made by the children in the village; grandma had a charitable face and a good heart like a bodhisattva; grandma had two sons and a daughter under her knees, and the eldest son died heroically in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, a martyr, a second-class meritorious hero, and was buried with others in the DPRK. The eldest girl marries someone else, and it is difficult to return to her parents' home once in ten or eight years. The youngest son is also nearly seventy years old and is still alone. In particular, his heart and eyes are very good, very kind, when he was young, he raised four children from other people's families, but he didn't ask for it for the rest of his life.

This big one is-Lu Fengyun.

Up to now, although this big lotus seed has become a lotus leaf to grow old, but a good person will eventually be rewarded, and the four children of our Lu family have one word - filial piety.

Once upon a time, listening to the stories of my grandmother was as good as a beautiful legend. Grandma said that in ancient times, this village was closely nestled in the Broken Dream Cliff, also known as the Broken Life Cliff and the Wanzhang Cliff.

Grandma also said that when those people who came here quietly climbed the Broken Dream Cliff and had a bird's-eye view of the village surrounded by mountains and water, the village picnic smoke, fluttering, and songbirds, let people quietly feel the peace and tranquility here, and the mood felt a kind of comfort and fullness, completely, as if they were in the fairy world.

At that time, my grandmother said that the village used to be called Silk (Si) Xianzhuang. It was also called the old turtle nest.

The village is nestled closely in the embrace of Pipa Mountain, surrounded by Mama Ridge, Longnu River, Broken Dream Cliff, Baihua Valley, Fairy Lake, Butterfly Lake and Qisheng Mountain.

In particular, the mountain is steep and steep, and it is very dangerous.

On the top of the mountain, there is also a long stone city, and many broken and old clay pots and clay pots left over from history......

Grandma also learned from a book called "The Guilty Confucian Mansion" that in the early years, Song Jipeng, a farmer in Zou County, south of Qufu, under the influence of the Taiping Army, organized the White Lotus Sect in 1853 (the third year of Xianfeng in the Qing Dynasty), and after secret collusion, in 1860, the uprising flag was established and the official uprising was formed. On the fourth day of December of this year, the Confucian government reported to the Qing Dynasty's minister, Seng Greenqin: "The White Lotus Sect in the northeast of Zou County has risen sharply...... A total of more than 100 villages were discovered, and there were about tens of thousands of people in a group. The leaders are Song Jipeng of Baiyan Pond, Liu Jianliu of Tianhuang Village, Zuo Lanshan of Houyu Village, Zhao Zhixi of Lujia Village, and Liu Yanxin of Shangmazhuang...... The place of gathering, between Zou, Si and Qu Sanyi, is only more than 50 miles away from Qufu, it is really a trouble for the henchmen, and it is more harmful than the southern twist, and it must be exterminated quickly. ("Hole File" No. 6047)

The book recounts in detail that after receiving the report, Seng Lingqin first sent the magistrate of Zou County to "suppress" it, and because of the ineffective suppression, he personally led the three-way army to "encircle and suppress". With the cooperation of the rebel armies such as the deputy army and the Chang Twist Society, the White Lotus Sect defeated this ace army of the Qing court and made great progress, occupying many villages in Tai'an, Yanzhou, Surabaya, Jining and other counties. In 1863 (the second year of Tongzhi in the Qing Dynasty), Monk Greenqin again led tens of thousands of troops, besieged the base of the White Lotus Sect on all sides, the teaching army resisted bravely, Song Jipeng died in battle, Monk Greenqin slaughtered wantonly, "Bombarded and killed tens of thousands, the valley was red", and the area of the White Scale Pond became ruins.

Later, he said that in the second year, the county came here to re-establish his rule, "and saw that the bones were piled up like mountains." Fifty villagers were recruited, and they searched around the valley with all their might, and buried them on the spot (y-i yinyi, meaning to bury) wherever they were...... Where more than fifty pits. In addition to the waste limbs and broken bones, there are more than 20,000 of them. A few years later, the villagers searched for more than 15,000 remains in "high mountains, cliffs, and wells and ditches", and buried a total of 11 graves (z-h-o-

-G phonetic) ("Pingding White Lotus Pond Bandits Burying Dry Bones Tablet"). At that time, the White Lotus Sect rebel army was powerful, numerous, tenacious, and heroic and unyielding, and the majestic scene can be imagined here. And Confucius stubbornly stood on the side of the reactionary ruling class, and together with the reactionary rulers, suppressed the peasant uprising, and this blood debt could never be erased. (The Guilty Confucius, pp. 14 and 15).

Grandma also said that the descendants of the Holy Land will not forget and erase this tragic historical story. In addition, the long stone city left by the White Lotus Sect on the top of the mountain and many broken and broken clay pots and jars, and the ruined walls of the stone city are full of years of ruins and vicissitudes, and they are all vividly remembered to this day.

In particular, the stone house on the bank of the Dragon Girl River is still sturdy.

Especially the mysterious ancient underground devil city, there is a hidden "seventy-two hanging coffin drift", and there are often strange phenomena "Yin soldiers borrowing the way", five-eyed ghosts, and rolling dragons.

Grandma even said that the historical deeds of those predecessors in the past, which is right and which is wrong? Later generations have their own thousands of comments. What's more, "justice is also at ease in the world".

So, grandma's stories one after the other are always as beautiful as legends.