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It is also a long way from Suzhou to Longxing Villa, which is thousands of miles away. Long Qingyu and Xue Rubing trekked through many places, due to the gradual shortening of the period of the martial arts conference, the number of martial arts people encountered along the way is gradually increasing, obviously the conference will be held for a month, but some good people will go over in advance to feel the conference, there may be quarrels or fights when there are festivals or look at each other unpleasantly, so that from time to time there are many people in the martial arts in the rivers and lakes There are frictions and fights.

However, Long Qingyu and Xue Rubing didn't encounter any trouble along the way, but they played a lot of fun places on the way, and passed by Hui to see its charm. Then I tasted Hui cuisine, watched Hui opera, and can take away the Hui carving that is a unique place here. Long Qingyu and the others bought a gadget, the carving on it was lifelike, and it could be hung on the waist.

As for the Yellow Mountain in the west of Huizhou, a few people also did not miss it, the Yellow Mountain is a famous mountain and a big river, known as "the return of the Yellow Mountain does not look at Yue". Climb the Yellow Mountain to see the wonders, and have fun. After walking all the way, I passed through Poyang Lake, and naturally I deliberately took a boat to pass by, with clear water and clouds, and it was beautiful. Watching the fishermen on the boat fishing Poyang Lake, and many fish jumping happily in the fish next to him, Long Qingyu also tried fishing when he was itching, and he also temporarily caught a few small fish. After some play, I have to say that I also have a fight with Dongting Lake, which I often go to.

On this day, Long Qingyu and Xue Rubing came to Yuezhou, and saw that the fields were full of bent and drooping rice, and the full ears of rice exuded the fragrance of rice flowers. One of them, a man in his thirties, with his sleeves in his hands and trouser legs on his feet, looked at the crops that were growing very well and said, "This year's harvest looks very good!"

"Yes, when the rice is harvested, you can buy a gold bracelet for my family!"

"Our family can also build a comfortable and spacious new house!"

A group of people were full of bright smiles, an old man in his fifties stroked his chin and a small handful of beard and took a puff of a large cigarette pouch, and then a circle of smoke rippled out, and said with a kind smile: "This is thanks to the young owner of the Dragon-shaped Villa, Long Qingyu! ”

A teenager in his teens was stunned when he heard this, obviously he didn't know about it, and then said with interest: "Grandpa Nian, tell us the story of this little love saint!"

And Long Qingyu and a few people just heard it, and as soon as Xue Rubing heard the story about Long Qingyu, he immediately became interested, and after glancing at Long Qingyu, he showed an intriguing smile, and then stepped forward and said politely: "Uncle, I also want to hear the story of this little love saint." ”

"No problem, since the girl wants to hear it, I'll tell you. ”

When the old man saw that she was talking to a girl who was as beautiful as a flower, and was polite to herself, he immediately had a much better impression of her, so he simply talked about it together. And the young man who spoke before almost straightened his eyes when he saw Xue Rubing, it was so beautiful, it was so good-looking! But there were many people on the other side, and he was still listening to the story, so he pricked up his ears and made a look of waiting for the story to be told.

The old man with the surname snapped and took another puff of dry cigarette and said: "Yuezhou has been suffering from large and small droughts in the past seven or eight years fifteen years ago, and the people have not lived well. Fifteen years ago, however, there was a drought that had never been seen before, and it was almost the same as a thousand miles of red land, and the earth was cracked. ”

Later, in the first ten days before the wife of Long Yuntian, the owner of the Long-shaped Villa, was about to give birth, the dark clouds over the Long-shaped Villa could not be dispersed, and most people in Yuezhou knew about this matter, and even many people in the rivers and lakes also knew about it, and ran to the periphery of the villa to watch. Until noon one day, that is, at noon on the day when Mrs. Long was in the birth, the dark clouds over the Dragon-shaped Villa became more and more dense and the thunder was rolling, even Yuezhou City could hear it, and then the dark clouds spread more and more widely, surpassing Yuezhou City until it spread throughout Yuezhou, and at this moment, an earth-shattering thunder exploded over the Dragon-shaped Villa, and a cry was generated from the room of Mrs. Dragon in the Villa. The rain spread throughout Yuezhou that day, so that the disaster in the whole state was not only alleviated, but also a bumper harvest that year, so countless insiders have spread that this is the love saint to go down to earth, and every year after the harvest is a bumper harvest, so that many people have offered the word love saint as a tablet in their homes, and there is a love saint on the back to write the origin of the love saint. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took a puff of dry cigarette, his face was full of joy and brilliance when he told the story just now, and the young man said with a look of adoration: "It is worthy of being born by nature, and it really benefits the people!" Then he asked curiously: "Isn't that love saint only fifteen this year! If I could see this love saint, how good it would be!"

"Yes, four years older than you, about the same as this handsome little guy. The old man looked at Long Qingyu, who was also listening, and replied closely, not knowing that he and the young man and a group of villagers were beside them, and they were listening to others tell their stories.

Long Qingyu and Xue Rubing were also embarrassed after hearing this, Long Qingyu was better After all, he had heard his mother say it, but the people of Yuezhou regarded themselves as love for the people like sons, but they didn't know it, because he rarely went out of the villa before, and this time he passed on himself like the people in mythology, and he felt a little exaggerated. But Xue Rubing was suddenly curious and looked at Long Qingyu one by one, as if he saw a reason, how could his own Long Shao become the love saint of Yuezhou!

"Uncle, the story of the love saint you told is really good, presumably this little love saint is also a lord of the jade tree now!" Xue Rubing said with a strange smile.

"That's it, it's a little more handsome than the little brother next to you. "The old man seems to have really seen this love saint.

"Oh! That old man has seen the love saint!"

"No, but I've seen a painter paint, it's really handsome and heroic!" said the old man who was surnamed Nian shook his head.

"Thank you, uncle, let's go. After Xue Rubing thanked him, he muttered to himself, "It seems that this painter's skills are also extraordinary!"

Continuing to walk on the road, Xue Rubing beside him seemed to have transformed into a quirky elf, looking at Long Qingyu with strange eyes from time to time, and taking a bite of love saint, Long Qingyu was also happy, as soon as he spoke, Bing'er shouted what was the matter.

I wish to go down the world with this saint!

May we share the joys and sorrows with this saint!

May it .......