A cart was at the front, carrying four stout luminous men, armed with axes, ready to cut down the evergreen spirit tree and tear down the vines on it. On the back www.biquge.info of the cart were stacked some large baskets covered with napkins, lunch boxes made of spirit tree strips, and a dozen melons.

Two of the luminous people are wearing harmonica, and they are playing "A Gentleman's Pleasure" enthusiastically.

Behind them rolled a large group of unicorns, the girls dressed in thin floral cloth and light gauzes, hats and long skin-protecting gloves, and the older ladies were mixed in with the laughter and the call of the unicorn cart and the unicorn workshop, looking calm and smiling.

Recovered patients from the hospital crowded among the sturdy companions and the slender girls, at the mercy of the unbridled pickiness and ridicule of the girls.

The officers moved lazily along the unicorn beside the unicorn car - the wheels clattered, the unicorns thorned, the golden tassels glittered, the parasols collided back and forth, fans waved, and the luminous people sang loudly.

Everyone left Lingshu Street to collect green leaves, hold picnics and eat melons.

Clumsy and depressed thought, everyone except me went. They all waved to her as they passed, and she tried to pretend to be happy to answer, but that was difficult.

She began to feel a dull ache in her heart, which slowly spread to her throat, and then to a lump there, and then to tears.

Everyone but her went on a picnic. Everyone but her is going to tonight's bazaar and dance. That is to say, all but her and the salted fish and the weak and the weak, and the other unfortunate ones in the city who are in mourning, all are gone!

But the weak and salted fish don't seem to care. They didn't even want to participate, they only wanted to be stupid. She really wanted to go. It's just so fair.

She went the extra mile to prepare for the bazaar more than any girl in the city.

She knitted socks, baby hats, blankets, scarves, a lot of lace, painted many porcelain hair jars and whisker cups, and she also made several sofa pillowcases embroidered with the flag of the Demon Continent.

Yesterday she was exhausted from hanging gold, red, and green draperies from the exhibit stalls lined the walls in the old armory full of purple dust, and this was almost a hard job under the supervision of the hospital's women's committee, and it was by no means fun.

You know, with Mrs. Sweetheart, Mrs. Fava Bean, and Mrs. Honey in charge, with people like them in charge, you're almost an adult member of the Luminous Labor Team, and you can't be sloppy at all.

You also have to listen to them brag about how many people are in love with their daughters.

And, worst of all, when Clumsy was helping Salted Fish and the cook to make mille-feuille cakes for sale, her fingers burned two blisters. Now, she had been working hard like a field laborer for a long time, and the fun was about to begin, but she had to quit obediently.

Now, how unjust the world is, her godmother has a dead husband, and a baby is crying in the next room, so that she is excluded from all entertainment.

Just over a year ago she was still dancing, still wearing bright clothes, and actually having romantic relationships with three young men.

She's only 17 years old now, and she still has a lot of dancing to do.

Now, it's not fair! Life walked before her, along a summer boulevard. In life, there are people in purple clothes, unicorn thorns ringing in ding, thin floral cloth clothes and melodious five-stringed pianos.

She wondered if she should smile and wave at the men she knew best, the men she had cared for in the hospital, but it was hard to restrain the beautiful smile on her face, and it was hard to pretend that her heart had gone to the grave - for it had not gone in! She stopped nodding and waving abruptly, for the salted fish had entered the room, and she was panting from the stairs as usual, and had pulled her away from the window very impolitely. "Did you wave at the man outside your window? Are you crazy, baby, I said, stupid, I'm scared of the hell! What would your mother say if she found out?"

"Well, they didn't know this was my bedroom. ”

"But they'll guess it's your bedroom, isn't that bad? Baby, you must not do that.

Everybody's going to talk about you, you're unruly—and Lady Sweetheart knows it's your bedroom anyway?"

"And I think she'll tell all the lads, this old cat!"

"Baby, don't talk about it! Sweetheart is my best friend. ”

"Well, an old cat is an old cat after all—I'm sorry, don't cry! Auntie, I forgot this is my bedroom window.

I'm not like that anymore - I'm - I just want to see them walk through here. I want to go too. ”

"Baby!"

"Well, I really want to, I'm so tired of sitting at home. ”

"Stupid, please promise me not to say such things again. People will talk about it, and they'll say that you don't have the respect you deserve for papaya—"

"Now, auntie, don't cry!"

"Now, I'm making you cry too," said Salted Fish, twitching, a little happy, as she reached into her skirt pocket and pulled out her handkerchief. The faint sting in Clumsy's heart finally reached her throat, and she began to weep bitterly—no, Salted Fish thought to herself, not for the poor puff bag, but for the sound of the wheels and laughter at last faded away.

Then she walked in weakly from her room, frowning in annoyance, holding a brush in her hand, and the usually neat glow-in-the-dark end found that the hairnet had been unfastened, and it had become a large wavy little curl that fell on the side of her face. "What's the matter, my dear?" said the salted fish, choked up, as if happy to grieve with pleasure, as she lay her head in her weak shoulder socket. "Well, be brave, dear!" said weakly, her lips trembled at the sight of her brother's name, "stop crying. Well, stupid!"

Stupid fell on the bed and opened her loudest voice and cried, crying about her lost youth and the joy of being deprived of youth, like a child, she used to cry to get what she wanted, and now she knows that crying is no longer useful, so she feels very angry and desperate.

She buried her head in the pillow and kicked the quilt with her feet while crying. "I might as well be dead!" she cried sadly.

Faced with such a sad scene, Aunt Salted Fish's tears were gone, and then she hurriedly ran to the bedside to comfort her sister-in-law. "Don't cry, my dear, just think about how much Papaya loves you, and you will feel comforted. And think about how much you have such a precious son. “

Clumsy's indignation at being misunderstood and lonely at the loss of everything were a mixture of emotions that she couldn't speak.

It was unfortunate, because if she could speak, she would have spoken out loud all the hidden truths in her father's straight voice.

Weakly patted her on the shoulder, and Salted Fish struggled to move around the room on tiptoe, and she tried to lower the curtain. "Don't do that!" cried Clumsy as he lifted his red, swollen face from the pillow. "I'm not out of breath yet, and I don't need to lower the curtain - even though it's getting soon. Now, please get out of here and leave me alone!"

She buried her face in the pillow again. Weak and Salted Fish Er Pa discussed in a low voice, leaned over to look at her, and then quietly went out.

Then she heard them say weakly to Salted Fish when they were downstairs, "Aunt Salted Fish, I hope you don't talk to her about being angry anymore, you know it always makes her sad."

Poor man, every time she talks about it, she looks so weird, I think she desperately can't hold back her tears. We can't make her pain any worse. “

Clumsy kicked the quilt away, trying to find the most ugly words to curse. "What a ghost to see you, mother!" She finally cursed, and then felt a little more comfortable, how could she stay at home at ease, no fun, and wear a glow-in-the-dark veil for her brother?

Weak doesn't seem to know, or doesn't care. "But she's such a wooden man," thought stupidly, pounding on the pillow. "She's never been like I have so many people chasing after her, so she doesn't miss the things that I miss in my heart. And—and she's got a nightmare, and I, I haven't got any!"

Thinking of this sad event, she burst into tears again. She was sullen and shut up in her room until the afternoon, when she saw the return of those who had gone out for picnics, and the cart was stacked high with pine branches, vines, and ferns.

Everyone seemed tired and happy, and waved to her again, but she only replied gloomily. There is no hope for life anymore, and it is certainly not worth living.

Daydreamed for a moment, and then understood that his wife was joking, and immediately laughed wildly!

This laughter made the blood in the wound even more like a spring!

Madame Bai wept and said, "How-what?"

Daydreaming of joy, he stretched out his hand to stop her waist and said, "Ah Xian Falcon, if you are so worried about me, I will die immediately, and it will not be in vain!"

Madame Bai blushed her cheeks, gently pushed him away, and said, "Jiaogongzi is here, you are so crazy!"

Daydreaming and laughing, very happy, laughing a few times, coughing a few times!

Seeing her husband's expression, Mrs. Bai's face turned pale, and she was very worried, and said, "I'm not going to save Xiaoyu, she caused her own trouble, let her resign herself to fate!"

Helped up her husband and said to Zhou Bo: "Jiaogongzi, you go and tell the medicine saint: My husband is daydreaming of the 'white-faced impermanence' that swept the gods and demons world back then!"

I am Xiangxiang Fairy Falcon, and I have a nickname that is not very good, called 'Jade Rakshasa'! If he dares to touch our daughter's hair, tell him not to forget that our husband and wife are ruthless!"

She said, and Daydream said, "Yes, not bad!"

When Zhou Bo saw this scene, he expected that he would not be able to do it in person, and Mrs. Bai would not be able to give up her husband and rescue her daughter, just by virtue of the names of the white-faced impermanence daydream and the Jade Rakshasa Xiangxiang Immortal Falcon, whether he could scare the Medicine Saint in this way, it was really doubtful, it seemed that the carrion Gu of the "carrion pill" in his abdomen could never be saved!

I thought to myself, "Since this is the case, it is useless to talk more!" and said, "Yes, I will go and spread the word when I am late!"

When Madame Bai saw him say go, she went, and she did it immediately, and her chic work was undoubted, which made her remember the person in her heart, and shouted: "Jiaogongzi, I have one more sentence to say!"

Gently let go of Daydream's body, went to Zhou Bo's body, felt a thing from his arms, the fairy world was in Zhou Bo's hands, and said in a low voice: "You rush this thing to your father, and ask him to save our daughter!"

Zhou Bo said: "If my father is willing to make a move, he will naturally save the white girl, but the road to the fairy spirit is not close, so I am afraid that it will be too late!"

Madame Bai said: "I'll borrow a good unicorn for you, please wait here! Don't forget to tell your father: 'Please let him save our daughter' These ten words!"

Without waiting for Zhou Bo to answer, he turned around and ran to her husband's side, helped him up, and went straight away!

Zhou Bo raised his hand, and saw that Mrs. Bai's fairy world was in his hand, which was a double inlaid exquisite gold box, and when he opened the lid of the box, he saw that there was a piece of paper in the box, the color turned pale yellow, and it was obvious that it had been a long time, and there were a few drops of blood faintly splashed on the paper, and more than a dozen words were written on it, and the pen was weak, as if it was from the hands of a woman, and the calligraphy was very clumsy, and there was nothing else!

Zhou Boxin said: "Whose birthday is this? Mrs. Bai wants me to hand it over to my father, I don't know what the intention is? Xinhai year, Xinhai year-"

Counting on the fingers, it was sixteen years ago, "-- is it because of the white girl's year? Mrs. Bai wants to marry her daughter to me, so she wants my father to save his daughter-in-law?"

While he was groaning, he heard a man's voice shouting, "Jiao Gongzi!"

Zhou Bo turned around and saw a man in his family clothes walking quickly, and he was the little Haruko he had seen through the wall before!

He walked closer, saluted, and said, "Villain Xiaochunzi, I am ordered by my wife to accompany my son to borrow a unicorn!"

Zhou Bo nodded and said, "Very good!

At that moment, Xiao Chunzi led the way in front, and after passing through the big olive forest, he turned north, walked on another path, walked six or seven miles, and came to a big immortal palace!

Haruko stepped forward and held on to the knocker, tapping twice, stopping, then four more, and then three more!

The door slammed, and a crack opened the door!

Xiao Chunzi whispered outside the door and said to the person who answered the door for a while! In fact, it was already dark, Zhou Bo looked at the moon in the sky, and suddenly remembered that the angel sister in the fairy cave in the forest came!

Suddenly heard a long unicorn hissing in the door, Zhou Bo couldn't help but cheer: "Good unicorn!"

The door opened, poked out a unicorn head, a pair of unicorn eyes sparkled in the dark night, looking forward to it, it has appeared extraordinary, two soft sounds, a black unicorn stepped out of the door!

The unicorn landed very lightly on the ground, and its body was thin, but its legs were slender, and the saint was high! The unicorn was led by a weeping little maid, whose face could not be seen clearly in the dark, and seemed to be fourteen or fifteen years old!

Xiao Chunzi said: "Jiao Gongzi, Madame is afraid that you will not be able to arrive at the fairy in time, so she borrowed a horse unicorn from the young lady here for riding!

Zhou Bo had seen a lot of the unicorn, and when Sun heard the sound of the unicorn's roar, he knew that he was a good horse in ten thousand, and said, "Thank you!" and reached out to pick up the reins of the unicorn!

The little maid stroked the mane on the unicorn's neck, and said softly: "Black whirlwind, black whirlwind, the girl lends you to this princess to ride, you have to be obedient, go early and return early!" (To be continued.) )