Chapter 40: Under the maple forest, the fairy is in the dust
"I'll go, you're quite leisurely, what are you doing here?" A younger voice in the darkness came from behind the old man, which startled him, but after a moment he regained his composure, and he glanced at his grandson angrily, and sighed secretly.
The old man's behavior hurt Yin Qiu's fragile glass heart, and he turned his head unhappily, planning to ignore his grandfather again, but at this time, the old man's words came faintly, which immediately hooked his mind.
"I think the direction that kid is going to next seems to be where your old sister is practicing, do you think something will happen if you bump into each other?!" I couldn't tell if it was really curious or gloating, but it did make Yin Qiu a little itchy.
"Why don't you go and see?" boldly put forward such an idea, but the old man turned his head around regardless of it, and his body automatically walked towards the darker depths, obviously such an attitude was his answer, if you want to die, you go yourself!
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Lin Ji didn't know exactly where he was heading, he was heading against the wind, without a destination, maybe he wanted to see the original source of the maple leaves flowing in the air. The wind on the top of the mountain is strong, and one after another maple leaves are flying, and sometimes I take a maple leaf by hand, and the leaves seem to be yellow but there is a unique wetness.
Maple leaves are a very ordinary leaves, the only special is the autumn maple leaves, every time I look at the sky wanton flying, I sincerely think that it is not much better than the spring flowers and butterflies flying and dancing.
There is no road in the mountains, and the road is just coming out, and after crossing several rugged hills, Lin Ji finally appeared in front of him a huge, exclusive to the maple leaf station, from top to bottom there is a certain height difference, you can see the scope of the whole maple forest, flat spread paved like a fiery red carpet, connected into a piece, there is no layered interval.
Walking in the maple forest, stepping on the soft maple leaf floor, the comfort can even penetrate from the contact surface of the feet to the mind, and the maple trees on the left and right are like umbrella covers, dyeing the sky that the person walking in it wants to touch into fiery red, and even become within reach.
Walking in it, is a beautiful thing, but it is also a lonely thing, the maple leaves that fall all the time, in fact, play most of the duties similar to "raindrops", because under the rain, everything is wet dripping, cool and lonely.
There are other people here, and the fragrance that is getting stronger and stronger lingers in the air, not the scent of any natural plant, nor the synthetic fragrance of artificial treatment, but the more natural fragrance of feminine women.
This kind of performance is like a wine taster, he can distinguish the type of wine from the aroma of the wine, even the vintage, the material is known, he rarely comes into contact with women, but he chooses the answer that he is convinced of.
He knew that he was a disciple who had just entered the inner gate, and if it wasn't for a coincidence, he wouldn't have been able to find this beautiful place, and it was not surprising that others had stayed for so long, so they might naturally know better than him.
He didn't deliberately look for the place where the fragrance was, his personality determined that he didn't want to get into trouble, and the philosophical theorem dictated that once a person existed, there would be trouble, and the more people he came into contact with, the more likely the trouble would be.
Walking quietly alone, quietly watching the leaves fall and wither, quietly lonely, isn't it a kind of enjoyment? Dusk is approaching, but Lin Ji doesn't want to leave, he is "juan", maybe it's nostalgia, or maybe tired. , or something else.
This world is very small, and it is not a conclusion drawn according to the comparison of realism, it is purely an idealist expression of ideas, in the entire maple leaf forest, the only two people who exist have met after all, and the unexpected encounter is Lin Ji's state of mind at the moment.
The scene in front of me seems to be familiar, and the maple leaf beauty is also like yesterday, it is fate, a picture scroll obtained from the thousand-faced Langjun is not precious to the warrior, but Lin Ji has never given it to the Feng Ni dress who loves calligraphy and painting, but put it away by himself.
Or the mysterious glitz that made him, a man, have a subconscious sense of inquiry, so he accepted it himself. And at this moment, looking at the scene in front of me, I naturally have a feeling that a picture scroll appears in front of me for the first time.
The glamorous figure, the white shawl, like the woman who went down to earth, just raised her head slightly, the maple leaf fell solemnly, as if surrendered to her beauty, her elegant every move, a hand, a lucky maple leaf fell into her palm, this moment, this world, this beauty, it seems that only she can be accommodated, the superfluous are mistakes, and among the mistakes, her eyebrows are always a touch of frowning loneliness.
Amazing as if the person in the painting, such an appreciation seems to be on the stage early, that picture scroll seems to be more real than the front of the eye, and this real scene in front of the eyes is more illusory than the picture scroll.
Beautiful, Lin Ji watched all this silently, since the initial little surprise, his expression gradually calmed down, and at this time, he happened to meet the woman's eyes, the clear water was clean, and it was embarrassing.
She didn't say anything, and Lin Ji didn't say anything, but a touch of surprise rose in Lin Ji's heart, because he recognized the person in front of him, or he had an accidental relationship with the woman in front of him.
In the past, it was attracted by the beautiful scenery, but at this moment, it was completely focused on the woman's appearance, and in the memory, the appearance of the stunning young elder during the outer gate assessment completely coincided with the woman at this moment.
"Is that her?" the startled Lin Mo muttered in a low voice.
The two looked at each other, and the woman's cold voice came, with some unquestionable taste: "You are the inner disciple who entered the Law Enforcement Tower a month ago?"
Although it is a doubt, it is obviously more of a confirmation, after all, these outer peaks, few inner disciples come to patronize, let alone the peak where this law enforcement tower is located, so it is not difficult to guess the identity of Lin Ji.
"Yes. Bowing his head slightly, responding in a low voice, his attitude and actions are all silent humility, and he has done enough of the posture that the inner disciple should have in front of the elders of the sect, he will not slack off because of the woman's youth, after all, the status of the sect personnel is fundamentally determined by strength.
"Do you know how to form?" Is the text wrong or is the answer not what is asked? In short, it was abrupt, the woman asked like this, and her tone still had a hint of confirmation, which made Lin Ji's heart couldn't help but be confused.
Formation, he naturally won't, but if anyone will, Feng Chen is naturally a generation of masters, so why would she ask like this?
After more than a second of hesitation, as if he was naturally reacting, he made his own answer: "The way of the formation is vast and immense, and the disciple's martial arts are still shallow, how can it contaminate the rest." "Twists and turns, no matter how much you say, Lin Ji's reply is simply not.
The woman didn't ask any more questions, but quietly looked at the maple leaves that were still falling from the sky, as if the maple leaves were more interesting than those from Lin Ji. Lin Ji is not annoyed, after all, beauty, beautiful scenery, except for a pot of wine, there are no more regrets.
The sky is getting dark, the night is very dark, it seems that the flames all over the ground can not illuminate the slightest, the starry starlight is dotted through the gaps in the leaves, the sky is very cold, it is easy to catch a cold, Lin Ji knows that it is time to go home.
The woman still didn't pay much attention to him, but he still did enough to do his part, arched himself and said goodbye, and then strode away in the direction he came, oblivious to the scrutinizing eyes that shifted behind him.
Quietly looking at the back of the person who left alone that night, the woman said expressionlessly: "Self-appointed smart guy." Although I couldn't hear it clearly, there was a vague sense of depression and complaining.
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