Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Death of the Peach, the Scorching Beauty

Dawn.

Soon after the sky dawned, the morning dew was vigorous.

The burden on his belly was removed, Wu Ming's sleepy eyes were hazy, and he opened his eyes in a few blinks.

As far as the eye can see, there are piles of leaves on the head.

Last night, he had been nestled in a hidden place with intricate branches, and his body was covered by stems and leaves.

There was no danger.

Otherwise, at this time, Wu Ming would become a dead soul.

A diagonal roll on the side allows the external functions of the body to move properly. After adjusting the state, stretch your limbs, and stand directly with a heel bucket.

Volleys quickly punch and the wind blade knocks down pieces of branches and leaves.

Carrying the package on his shoulder, Wu Ming pulled a tenacious slender vine with one hand, slid from tree to tree, and walked through the dense and prosperous mountains and forests halfway, using his own majestic skills to run through this unknown and gloomy realm.

Listening to the sound of the flowing stream, he followed the trail of the flow and found a source of water.

Fortunately, it is naturally formed mineral water and can be drunk.

He filled the gourd with a clear stream, fastened the cap, and then put it in his pocket and carried it with him.

Then he rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and chewed a few more pieces of biscuits.

Ten pieces of dry food, but only one morning and evening, half of them were squandered, and only five pieces remained.

If you don't have a clue, I'm afraid you won't have enough to eat.

There is no salt in the baggage, no cooking oil and fierce ingredients, and even if the prey is caught, it is not so fragrant.

Survival in the wilderness is a test of independence.

Hunting requires weapons, and Wu Ming has them. Predation requires technology, and Wu Ming also has it. As for building houses, cupboards, beds, and the like, they require specific tools, and Wu Ming has nothing.

No nails, still playing with a hammer?

When he went out, Wuliang didn't give him half a tael of silver, and there was no money for the journey, so he was poor!

Is this the hermit master who returned to the overseas fairy island?

A poor sourness.

Seeing through life and death, indifferent to fame and fortune, and then ......

Really penniless?!

If you don't have money, you can still live freely and unrestrained.

It's a pity that most of these quiet thoughts are considered to be weak and cowards who are passive and avoid the world and dare not set foot in society.

And so it is.

At the moment, Wu Ming can't care so much, go find a good place to live in peace, and by the way, familiarize himself with the terrain and terrain.

He walked around.

"When I left the island, the master solemnly mentioned that once I arrived at the Xuanji Continent smoothly, someone would naturally come to connect, so ...... Don't be in a hurry. ”

At this moment, the country boy relaxed his heart and was no longer restrained.

Smelling the fresh lush aura, the harmony of nature is more and more deeply appreciated. From time to time, there was a shrill cry in the distance, and the roar of a ferocious beast, not as silent as before.

Hours passed, and the sky was still clear.

The blazing heat is hot, and the season is at the turn of spring and summer. But the temperature is still above average, and it is a little hot.

Walking in the sun for a long time inevitably makes your mouth a little dry. The body also exudes sweat to dissipate heat, reduce the body's temperature, and regulate internal air pressure.

Wu Ming was so tired that he didn't know where he had slipped away.

As I walked, I wiped a handful of hot sweat.

Unconsciously, a pink peach forest suddenly appeared in front of the field of vision. Fragrant and fragrant, ten miles of fragrance.

It's extra comfortable to look at.

It just so happened that he was also hungry and wanted to see if there were any ripe sweet peach fruits.

If there is, it will be served directly in one pot......

But the closer he got to the peach forest, the more strange he felt.

Good and decent, there is always an intoxicating magic voice calling to you. It rings in the ears, swims in the mind, resonates in the chest, and is heart-to-heart.

The tears of the void on his neck sprayed white light.

But it was quietly blocked by the strong sun, and Wu Ming didn't know it, and there was a sudden abnormality in his chest.

This song should only be in the sky, and the more you listen to it, the more fascinated you become.

The boy was puzzled.

With curiosity, I accelerated my trip and went to the source of the sound step by step, wanting to find out.

The magic sound is melodious.

The beautiful rhythm is calm and soothing, and the rhythm is not disordered. Its true meaning is the mystery of nature that penetrates heaven and earth, as if the body and mind are immersed and integrated with all things.

After a beat, Wu Ming approached the peach forest.

He looked around, not only did he not see the hearts hanging from the trees, but he didn't even know what was going on.

After flowering, it is fruiting.

Yes, if there is a peach, the flower will be thanked a long time ago.

Or continue to go deeper.

Along the way, the breeze blows, many crimson pink petals fall off and wither, and the fragrance of sweet peach overflows.

Pieces of flowers stuck to the top of Wu Ming's head.

Feeling the beauty of the peach paradise and smelling the sweet breath wafting from all directions, the teenager came to an abrupt end in an instant.

The destination arrived, and the rhythm resounded.

Raising his head and staring, there seems to be a fairy playing the piano. The slender white fingertips pluck the strings and dance leisurely on the instrument, drawing a thrilling and beautiful scene. Touching the forgetfulness of worries and selflessness, it is shocking.

She came to the world in a white dress, which is better than thousands of femininities, and is incompatible with the ugliness of the world.

The peach tree branch is in the center, and the torso is scattered to the periphery, and this woman can be so quiet and soft. Its appearance is gentle and kind, and its demeanor is dignified, not like a secular flower and a willow. The Yingying waist is short-lived, it is like a fairy in the heavenly palace, with a lifelike appearance and peerless elegance. Thou shalt not blaspheme!

The slender shadow sat elegantly.

The boy stood face to face with her, pleasing to the eye.

But that person is obsessed with the instrument on his legs, and between the piano playing, one beautiful note after another is plucked, and the heavenly rhythm penetrates deep into the heart, gradually soaking into the marrow of his body. It's like a dream, and my heart is excited.

Wu Ming looked left and right.

Squatting down at the base of a peach tree, pulling out the container that had been filled with water not long ago, and watering it in one gulp. He straightened his legs and sat with his back to the peach tree, his eyes narrowing slightly. The gourd was left in his hand to play, and his nostrils were covered with a peach blossom petal, smirking and enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him.

From time to time, I take a small bite and become an old lady!

The music played by this girl is indeed very magical, and can sublimate the listener's heart......

The magic sound is volatile!

Coupled with the peach source, it is like being in a fairyland on earth.

The melody of the piano is sometimes high and sometimes low, but it is neither too high nor too low, and it is always a constant standard range. The length is long, smooth and consistent, like a long stream of water, circulating without irritability.

The years are quiet, so that people linger and forget to return, and the aftertaste is endless!

Suddenly—

There was a brief pause in the rhythm of the natural sound, and then it immediately returned to the right track.

Wu Ming saw it at that time!

The girl's chest flashed red, and it lasted for a long time. When she looked back, she also showed an incomparably happy and incomparably bright smile towards herself. At that moment, Wu Ming was in an extremely happy mood! That scene was like a familiar sight, and it really touched the feeling of home.

The boy laughed in response.

Perhaps, fate or something, does exist in the world.

The lack of a moment does not affect the rhythmic progression of the whole music. On the contrary, both sides are extremely relaxed, without so many worries, and simply let all this beauty continue, never broken, never decaying.

The girl plays to her heart's content and intensifies!

Wu Ming closed his eyes early, dreamed back to the original moment, and dreamed of the most beautiful scene......