2-107 Zhou Yi and Pears (2)

Zhou Yi thought about it in pieces, looking at the stars for a while, drooling at the beautiful women for a while, rolling on the big bluestone for a while, bored for a long time, and suddenly looked at the bottom of the stone at random, and his eyes lit up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Under the bluestone, there are two lanterns, which seem to be squeezed out by the turbulent flow of lanterns, trapped in the corner of the bottom of the stone, the water flow is changeable, but the two lanterns are nestled together.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Zhou Yi smiled, leaned over and stretched out his hand, scooped up the water under the bluestone, and scooped up the wet rabbit lamps leaning together.

The two lamps have long been broken, and they should have sunk to the river of lights, especially the paper of one of them has even been soaked and tattered, and the lampstand of the other lamp has been damaged and dumped, but the two lamps are so coincidentally stuck together, I don't know how long they have been supporting each other and wandering.

Zhou Yi sighed twice, and took out the wishing note from the two river lanterns.

"Isn't it a bit immoral to peek at other people's wishes?"

Zhou Yi was worried and chattering, but he showed no mercy in his hands, and quickly opened the two notes.

One was blank, and he was not interested at first glance, knowing that it was Si Kouzhun's sullen temperament that had done it, so he threw it away and threw it into the Wei River.

The content of the other is very different, because ...... That's a lot of content.

[Everyone is safe and healthy, let Xiao Zhun'er always accompany me happily, bless the master is still alive, bless me with great success, let Hong Manqing marry his cousin as soon as possible, Luo Luo should be cheerful, the queen mother should eat more, Shi Lan's facial paralysis should also be cured......]

"That's a lot of requests, if God really sees it, it won't kill you with a thunderbolt. ā€

Zhou Yi sighed in disgust, and was a little moved, even the carp actually covered himself.

After thinking about it, he borrowed a pen and added the words "well" between [Master] and [Alive], looked at it, was not very satisfied, and added a few more words.

So Lian Carp's sentence became [Bless my world's most handsome master to be alive and well, the beauties around me are like clouds, everyone loves them, and flowers bloom.] ]

Zhou Yi folded the piece of paper again with satisfaction, carefully put it into the river lamp, saw that the two lamps were snuggled tightly, sighed, and put the two lamps into the water together.

"Go ahead. ā€

Zhou Yi's hand flicked slightly, and if the two river lamps were sensitive, they shook a few times with the water waves, and then broke through the shackles of the water flow and merged into the flow of the lights in the center of the river.

He watched the figures of the two lamps disappear into the vast light, and for a while, he slowly began to pack up the pile of pears beside him, and was about to start the next part of the journey.

For some reason, his scalp was numb, and he subconsciously looked up, and at a glance, he saw a gray figure flashing on the tall building in the distance on the other side of the river.

In the next second, the figure was like a ghost, disappearing in the crowd in an instant, getting closer and closer, looking in that direction, it was Zhou Yi who rushed straight towards the river beach.

"This can be encountered, and it will hit the evil spirit. Zhou Yi scolded secretly, patted his ass and ran away in the other direction.

As soon as he jumped off the big bluestone, took a step, his back quickly hunched up, his facial features began to become strange and soft, and the clothes on his body seemed to disappear in the shadows, and then took another step, his eyebrows and eyes were already with the rudeness and casualness of a country woman, his lips were slightly thick, and he was wearing a black cloth jacket, and he had completely become a country girl who was rushing to the market, her hands and feet were fast, and she disappeared as soon as she slipped through the smoke.

When Lin Zizhen came over, on the big bluestone, only the big flower cloth full of pears remained, and Zhou Yi's figure had long been missing.

Lin Zizhen looked at the dark crowd of tourists, and couldn't see a trace of Zhou Yi's shadow at all. He looked down at the pears at his feet, the original crystal clear pears turned out to be more transparent, but in a while, the topmost pears dissolved into pale cyan stars like fireflies, and drifted in the air without a trace.

A tourist passed by and saw a bunch of pears beside Lin Zizhen, so he stepped forward and asked, "Little brother, are these pears sweet, how much is a catty?"

Lin Zizhen looked at the pile of pears that were becoming more and more translucent and exquisite, picked up the big flower cloth and wrapped it, and turned back coldly: "Pears, don't sell them." ā€

The pears that Lin Zizhen took away had quietly melted a few before they were put on the table, and when Lin Zizhen opened the package and presented it to his mother-in-law, there was only one pear left.

No matter how long the pear persists, it will soon become transparent, and it will carry a beautiful beauty that is about to be annihilated, smooth and transparent, as if it was carved from the crystal of the Western Regions.

On the other side of the table, there was a greedy and hungry gasp, and a pale hand struck the crystal pear like a pounce, and at the moment when it was about to touch it, it hesitated again, and turned to gently, from a distance away, to observe the crystal pear that was like a divine object.

With her hands beside the pear, the old woman lay down on the table like a viper staring at a bird's egg, her cloudy old eyes staring at the pear viciously, looking at the pear with a greedy and strange gaze, but with a shock of disbelief.

The old woman trembled and stretched out her hands, her nails slender and yellow, as if she were an old demon of the Black Mountain, gently rubbing the surface of the crystal pear with her fingertips.

The crystal pear was already fragile and about to melt, and when the old woman touched it, it quietly scattered like a swarm of frightened fireflies, and from the place where she touched, the speed was extremely slow, and it began to gradually fly out countless small points of green light.

The old woman smiled grimly, like a child who had received a surprise from a birthday present, and hooked her strange long fingers, and the fluorescent fluorescence that was about to fly away seemed to be attracted, wrapping around her fingertips.

She gathered the scattered glow at her fingertips, held it together, and inhaled deeply with her nose, which was as big as the old cow, for a long time, and let out a sigh. When she opened her eyes, she was still not satisfied, and like a child catching fireflies, her fingers hooked, and the bursts of green light flew and hovered on her palm, she grinned excitedly, and took a deep breath of the glow in her hand.

Lin Zizhen was at the bottom, her eyes were lifeless, and she looked at the old woman like a drug addict, covering her mouth and nose intoxicatedly, absorbing the scattered light to her heart's content.

"The Glory of the Sacred Tree......"

The old woman trembled and muttered, as reverent as a nurse receiving a gift from her mother, closing her eyes and enjoying the comfort she had not enjoyed for a long time.

Even if the indoor light is dim, Lin Zizhen can still find that every time she absorbs a mouthful of luminous light, the old woman's skin seems to be a little shiny, and even the yellow and frizzy unkempt hair is a little more black.

After a long time, the old woman Shi Shiran put down her hand and looked at Lin Zizhen in the audience with a smile.

At this time, the old woman's face actually faded the yellow spots and wrinkles of the elderly, revealing a little luster, but the skin was still fifty or sixty years old, and the hands were still rough and thick calluses, the mother-in-law first touched the thick black hair on the top of her head with satisfaction, looked at the skin on the back of her hand, and snorted with great dissatisfaction.

"After chasing and killing him for so many years, I thought I couldn't kill him, but I didn't expect him to slowly become weaker. (To be continued.) )