Chapter 112: My name is Lu Lu, what about you?

When Qi Xuan opened his eyes again, he found that he was already lying on a wooden bed, and the soft futon made him feel warm and comfortable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was already dark, but the rain was still falling. There is an oil lamp lit in the middle of the house, and the light is soft.

It was only then that he realized that he had changed into a set of clean clothes.

The sound of the rain, the soft bedding, and the soft light made Qi Xuan feel like he was back at home, and his heart was full of warmth.

The door was gently pushed open, and a half-hundred-year-old woman walked in, the old man looked kind, and said, "You are awake, the young man really doesn't know the severity, and he is running outside alone." ”

Although the old woman's words were full of reproach, Qi Xuan understood that the old woman had good intentions, and he hurriedly got out of bed to salute the old man. But as soon as he stood up, his mind felt dizzy again, his feet were weak, and he shook and fell to the edge of the bed.

"Auntie, you must have saved me, thank you!"

When the old woman heard this, she hurriedly waved her hand and said with a smile: "No, no, no, I don't have the ability to save you." ”

"Then who saved me?" Qi Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Forget it, you can't know the situation when you are unconscious, let me tell you, it was our young lady who saved you. ”

"You young lady, where is this?" Qi Xuan only felt that there was a series of questions that he wanted to get answers to at this time.

"This is the Elixir Valley, and our young lady is the master of this Elixir Valley. When they carried you back, the young lady found that not only had you not eaten for many days, but also that there were two different forces in your body that were repelling each other. The old woman patiently explained to Qi Xuan.

"You young ladies are really good people, good people will definitely be rewarded!" Extremely grateful in his heart, Qi Xuan didn't know what to say for a while, and he held back for a long time before saying such a sentence.

"Oh, good news? When the old woman heard Qi Xuan's words, she sighed and said something that made Qi Xuan confused.

"Auntie, how is Xiao Hei?" Qi Xuan thought of Xiao Hei and hurriedly asked.

"Little Black?" the old woman looked puzzled, but immediately relieved, "Oh, you're talking about the little monkey, don't worry about it, this little beast is really naughty." ”

"By the way, auntie, when can you introduce me to your young lady, I want to thank her in person!"

"That's not necessary!" The old woman's face darkened, and she rejected Qi Xuan without the slightest hesitation.

The old woman's attitude changed so dramatically that Qi Xuan's heart was full of suspicions. As if to dispel Qi Xuan's doubts, the old woman coughed lightly and said, "That's the case, our young lady doesn't want to see outsiders, if your life wasn't in danger at the time, she wouldn't have come to save you, as for thanking her in person, there is no need to bother." ”

Qi Xuan just wanted to say something more, when a young man happened to come in, the young man was about eighteen or nine years old, and his body was very strong. After he put the food on the tray in his hand on the table, he smiled at Qi Xuan friendlyly, and Qi Xuan also smiled in return.

"Alright, young man, you eat first, eat well and rest, and hurry up and get your body on the road. ”

The words that the old woman said before leaving were meaningful, and her words clearly expressed her unwillingness to stay with Qi Xuan for a long time.

Despite this, Qi Xuan still expressed his gratitude to the old woman, and after dinner, he returned to bed and fell asleep.

In the dream, a beautiful shadow came from the sea of flowers, looked at her with bright eyes, and said happily: "Brother Xuan, I'm waiting for you...... See you soon......"

This is Li Ling'er's figure, the person Qi Xuan thinks about day and night, just when Qi Xuan smiled, a stunning woman with infinite killing intent appeared in Qi Xuan's dream, seeing this person, Qi Xuan's mood suddenly became complicated, and he felt depressed for a while, and woke up suddenly.

Wiping away a cold sweat from his forehead, Qi Xuan got out of bed with his clothes on, opened the door and walked out.

The night of the Elixir Valley was quiet and ethereal, and the slightly cold night breeze blew through Qi Xuan's body, and a feeling of relief came out of his heart.

The night breeze is like the soft water sleeves on a woman's body, gentle and delicate, and in its embrace, it seems that all troubles must be forgotten.

The Elixir Valley is very large, and Qi Xuan slowly walked on the quiet path. His eyes melted into the black of the night, and unlike usual, these eyes completely lost the strength and perseverance of the day at this time, and some were just a thick and soft mass that could not be dissolved.

Some things must be done, and some bitterness must be eaten. But there are some grievances and unhappiness, and many times, there are those who stay at night and talk to the endless black.

Looking up at the blue night sky, Qi Xuan sighed and continued to walk forward, a pavilion in front of him vaguely appeared in his eyes.

There is a rectangular stone table in the pavilion, a lantern on the stone table is dim and bright in the night wind, and a lonely and weak figure is lying on the stone table and moving his right hand.

The reason why people like the night is because only the night can tolerate sorrow, and only the night can release sorrow. A person who loves the night is an unhappy person.

This is the back of a woman, the black green silk is simply tied behind her back with a red rope, a wisp of bangs, naughty fluttering with the night wind.

The pale cyan clothes, and the coolness of the night, the coldness of the night, make people look at it, and can't help but feel a thick loneliness and sadness from the bottom of their hearts.

Silent night, the woman in the silent night, like a lonely narcissus, blooming her own mood alone.

What kind of woman is this, looking at this woman, Qi Xuan stopped, and looked at her quietly, not wanting to disturb.

After looking at it for a while, Qi Xuan saw that there was a white rice paper on the stone table, and the woman was holding a brush in her right hand and kept drawing on the rice paper.

Qi Xuan couldn't see what she was painting, but he could feel that she was very attentive to her painting, and it seemed that her whole mind was intoxicated by it. She is lonely, she is sad. It is her body that is lonely, and her mood that is sad.

Qi Xuan felt a deep helplessness and sadness about life from this woman, and there was no hope.

She's plain, she's quiet. What is plain is her attitude to life, and what is quiet is that she has no extravagant heart.

In the face of a helpless life, maybe she feels that she has nothing to worry about, so let it be, in the face of what others impose on her, she may have learned not to quarrel, but choose to accept it slowly.

If you can't change it, you might as well be happy.

In just a moment, Qi Xuan looked at this woman's back and thought of many things. But he didn't know if it was right or not, but this woman felt like that to him.

"Alas!" Qi Xuan finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

This long sigh seemed so abrupt in the quiet night that the woman couldn't help but turn her head sharply and shouted softly: "Who?"

"A person who is as unhappy as you!" Qi Xuan slowly walked out of the darkness.

"Is it you?" When the woman saw Qi Xuan clearly, a slight surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Do you know me?" The woman's performance made Qi Xuan deeply puzzled.

The woman didn't pay any attention to Qi Xuan, turned her head and continued to finish the unfinished painting.

Qi Xuan walked to the front of the stone table, only to find that the rice paper was an unfinished narcissus, a black narcissus, because the woman only used black ink.

"Black narcissus, black night, black without any hope, isn't that good?" Qi Xuan said lightly.

"Oh, not good, what do you think?" the woman couldn't help but look up.

Only then did Qi Xuan see the woman's face clearly, it was not too beautiful, but it was very plain, very quiet, and her eyes were calm as if nothing could make her care.

But it was such a face that made Qi Xuan suddenly feel a sense of heartbreak, and after a trace of pity flashed in his heart, he looked at the woman fixedly: "Even if you can't do anything, you will never compromise!"

Hearing Qi Xuan's words, the woman was silent, silent for a long time, the woman suddenly bit her fingers, and a few drops of bright red blood dripped on the black narcissus, and a poignant beauty suddenly jumped on the paper.

After doing all this, the woman raised her head, smiled at Qi Xuan, and said, "My name is Lu Lu, what about you?"