Dense and verdant bamboo stands in two rows along the path, and the emerald green bamboo leaves gradually close at the top, forming a round arched "roof", Heyue Island is like the end of summer all year round, the heat is so isolated, and no matter where you go to the park, you can never see the landscape ten meters in front of the road, the green and tall bamboo forest hides the whole park in it, there is a passage at the twists and turns, and the passage is full of bamboo forests. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You've been waiting outside for me?" Qiu Yan pulled the woman and pushed the door into the house.

"Yes." The woman didn't say much, still curiously looking at the new things around her. The room was simply furnished but gorgeous. The room is round, against the wall, with a ring of fixed benches. Suddenly, the woman paused, pointed to a certain part of the room, and asked. "What's that?"

Immediately, the warmth slowly surrounded from behind, and his voice came from his ears, a little hoarse, but with an indescribable softness, every word spit out from his thin lips, listening to his ears, as if sitting against the window in December in heavy snow, tasting a cup of steaming hot tea alone, the warm liquid thoughtfully slid from the mouth into the throat, and the whole person warmed up. She looked at the side of his face, and saw a soft smile on his face.

Qiu Yan looked at the place he was pointing, on the fireplace, there was an oil painting hanging horizontally, painting a young girl, with one hand on her back, her beautiful eyes drooping slightly, pondering there. "It's an oil painting, and the person in the painting is my sister."

"You drew it?" The woman then asked.

"Of course." Qiu Yan said, smiled and turned to leave, leaving the woman alone in the hall.

After a while, Qiu Yan bathed and walked out of the hall, still finding the woman sitting on the ground, her eyes low mixed with a little sadness, as if she was looking at something. In the northeast corner of the wall was a brownish-red bookcase, and the cold moonlight filtered through the vermilion carved wooden window, scattering bits and pieces on her long hair, and the light blue screen window brought in some bamboo leaves from the window and fell beside her.

Qiu Yan leaned on between the arches and wiped her hair, looking at her. The waist-length natural black hair is slightly curly, the reddish-brown eyes exude sadness, the long eyelashes like a doll are slightly upturned, the pretty nose with a small temperament, the two thin lips are like crystals under the moonlight, the fair and delicate skin and the melon-seed-like cheeks just line this delicate and perfect facial features, a good sinking fish and geese are frightened, and the shy flowers are shivering, and they are a little more glamorous than that Chen Yao.

He slowly stepped forward, sat cross-legged with her, and whispered. "Xiao Li, there is a sofa over there, why do you want to sit on the ground, you will catch a cold."

"Sofa? What is Sofa? Xiao Li snorted and asked.

"Uh.." Qiu Yan's pupils moved and pointed behind her. "The sofa is a place where people can rest for a while." Then Qiu Yan pulled her up and pushed her to sit on it.

Xiao Li stroked the white blanket, and sat on it soft, very comfortable.

"You have lived in that mausoleum for too long, and from now on you will gradually become immersed in your present life. Behavior, work and rest should be learned as soon as possible. Tomorrow I will ask Sister Ya to send you a few pieces of women's clothes and help you trim them. "Qiu Yan's voice is very magnetic, and it can be seen that his return to Heyue Island this time makes him quite happy." Oh, by the way, what were you just looking at? ”

Xiao Li heard the sorrow in the mausoleum's eyes, and an old and majestic figure seemed to appear in front of her eyes. Immediately, he took out two fine iron rods with the length of his forearm from his bosom.

"What is this?" Qiu Yan asked.

"Their name is Sanmei." Xiao Li pursed the corners of his lips, his cheeks were slightly red, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he pinched the corners of his clothes. "Yes, it's my dowry.."

"Mimi?" Qiu Yan didn't seem to hear the second half of the sentence, took one of them, and started quite heavily. It is engraved with the pattern of birds and animals, which is full of ancient meaning. The fine iron is very thick, there is a heavy sense of atmosphere, and the tenacity is very smooth and handy because it is often refined, but there is a kind of species that looks like a beast and is not a beast at the bottom of the tattoo. "Is this a blade?"

"Yes, this is one of the treasures left by our people, and it is also the blade that my king's family carries with them. These two blades are not groundless, according to the records of our ancestors, they were obtained when my king traveled the world when he was young, and there is no detailed description of how he obtained them, but he left a brief passage of my king's words. When they got closer, the clouds and mist spontaneously rose so that people could not see it, and everyone used fans to drive it away, and secretly lit it to see, there was a five-foot wooden box, and there was a stone box in the wooden box, and the gaps in it were covered with red clay. There is a hollowed-out camphor trunk in the middle of the stone box, and the gap between the camphor wood and the stone box is also covered with red clay, and the inside of the round trunk is covered with gold, and it is offered to it. It is two feet eight inches long, with a blade that resembles the blade of an iris and a thick central part. The grip is about eight inches thick, and it is printed with birds and animals, and there are many links that are not smooth, like the backbone of a fish, which is white from top to bottom. ”

"Knives?" Qiu Yan vaguely listened to the words, looked strange, and asked. "Where does this look like a knife? Not even a blade.." After that, Qiu Yan didn't know where to press it, but felt that the fine iron rod in his palm suddenly came with a strong 'bang' sound, and a white light burst out from the top, with a slight trill.

Qiu Yan was startled and got up in a panic. Immediately, the eyes narrowed slightly, the hands were horizontal, the knife edge was facing the sky, only to see that the blade was slightly curved, and the blade was almost straight, although the sword blade of the broken gold and jade was rare, but it was not unique, just like his own Ji He is a rare treasure, but this three beauties are even more rare, and even the sound of the jingle can not be heard at all, Qiu Yan is a person who loves knives, and he can't help but praise. "Good knives!"

"These two blades are called three beauties, a dragon and a phoenix, and they are the sharp blades that have really experienced war." Xiao Li also smiled with his eyebrows, picked up another fine iron rod and threw it towards the void, and with a 'bang' sound, a blade was also ejected, but it was a little different from Qiu Yan's, but it was no different.