The falling flowers drifted away, and the rain and twilight wind came. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Love hurts the spring, only to see the peach is blooming.

Fireworks in March is the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

A small river flows quietly among the meadows, and the breeze blows through the peach blossoms, fresh and full. They dance gracefully in the wind until they fall gorgeously into the river, and go with the flowing water, to the unknown distance.

Tracing upstream, the faint fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of herbs, and the moist smell of dew came from the air. The creek meanders into a peach blossom forest. It's a pink world. The peach blossoms that are blooming brightly dance on the branches with the power of the breeze, like a girl in a pink skirt dancing here, lively and cute. Under the gentle sunlight, they look even more delicate. The dew on the petals that have not yet dried shimmered like crystal. It's when they're showing off their beauty, like a beauty-loving girl showing off her new clothes.

Along the river, through the peach blossom forest, is a small village. There are only a dozen households in the village, and verdant bamboo houses dot the banks of the creek. A wooden bridge crosses the river, silently, listening to the murmuring of the water beneath your feet. It seems to like it here, like this small village, like this blue sky, green grass, peach blossoms, green bamboo. It wants to stay in this isolated place forever, enjoying the tranquility and eternity......

The sun faded its brilliance, and the sky sank.

The gentle wind, mixed with the thin rays of rain, drifted gently and fell on the wooden bridge, in the river, on the grass, among the green bamboos. The raindrops are like natural musicians, using all things on the earth as the harp and the gentle breeze as the score, playing a natural and harmonious music.

On the wooden bridge, there was the sound of soft footsteps. The girl in Tsing Yi walked on the wooden bridge, but the rain could not fall on her, and could only be blocked by a faint blue light.

The drizzle is still there, but the music is still there.

The girl who had been standing for a long time finally moved, and she slowly raised her slender arm, as if caressing the drizzle. Her dress fluttered, her long hair fluttered, and she danced to the soft music of nature. The graceful posture lingers among the wooden bridges, like flowers in the wind, refusing to fall into the river for a long time. The wind and rain are still so gentle, and the green shadow seems to be integrated with the surrounding bamboo houses and green grass in this gentleness. At this moment, everything seemed to wake up from its slumber and dance with her. Are you moved by her graceful dancing? Or are you awakened by the soft music?

For a time, this small village was full of life.

Not far away, behind a bamboo house, a dark figure moved its body and quickly disappeared in place.

The wind and rain gradually stopped, and the dancing green shadow also stopped on the wooden bridge.

The music dissipated, the dance ended, and everything was quiet again.

"Crunch." The door was pushed open, and the fresh, moist air drifted into the house after the rain.

"Yuqing, are you back?" The old man's gentle voice came.

The girl in Tsing Yi walked into the house, came to the old man, and said, "Grandpa, it's raining today, why don't you rest for a while?" The old man smiled, looked at the girl and said, "It's okay, it's been so many years, and my body has ...... Ahem......" Before he finished speaking, the old man coughed.

"Grandpa—" The girl pursed her lips and looked at the old man with an angry face, and said, "You also said, quick, I'll help you to the bed." The old man had no choice but to let the girl help herself on the bed and lie down. The girl said again: "Grandpa, I'll go and boil medicine for you, you have a good rest." ”

Looking at the girl's back, the old man's face was full of satisfaction, and his heart was even warmer.

Rain, you are the greatest gift from heaven to me.

The name of the girl in Tsing Yi is Luoyuqing, as for why it is called such a name, even the old man does not know.

"Sister Rain, Sister Rain." The rain was boiling medicine in the courtyard when a little girl of five or six years old ran over.

Yuqing looked up, saw the little girl, and smiled: "It's a little cutie." The little cutie threw herself into the rain feelings, tilted her head, opened her innocent eyes and said, "Sister Rain, can you take me out to play?" Yuqing touched the little cutie's head dotingly and said, "Of course it's okay." But I had to get my grandfather to drink the medicine first. After a pause, she said again: "I want to talk to your mother." The little cutie nodded vigorously: "Well, I've already told my mother." ”

After the medicine was boiled, Yuqing took the medicine and went into the house with the little cutie who was jumping and laughing.

After entering the house, the little cutie ran to the bed and called sweetly "Grandpa Qingyang".

"Hehe, it's the cutie here." Qingyang said with a smile.

"Grandpa, drink the medicine." Yuqing put the medicine next to the bed, slowly helped Qingyang up, and fed him one bite at a time.

"How do you feel?" Yuqing asked, putting down the bowl.

"It's much better, it'll be fine after a little rest." Light Flying. Yuqing put his hand on Qingyang's wrist, and only after reconfirming it did he relax.

"Grandpa, you have to be careful in the future and don't walk around on rainy days."

"Got it."

"Then, grandpa, we'll go out first."

"Go ahead."

After the rain, there is still a trace of humidity in the air, and you can still smell the smell of flowers wafting from nowhere, and of course, the unique smell of earth. Yuqing took the little cutie's hand and walked on the soft soil.

"Sister Yu, why don't we go over there?" Cutie asked, pointing to the south side of the village.

Yuqing replied with a smile: "Because it is southern Xinjiang over there, there are many strange poisonous insects and beasts living in it, as well as wild people, which are very dangerous. ”

"Savages? Are they the same as us? Cutie asked, tilting her head.

"I don't know, I just listened to my grandfather, but he knows a lot of things." Rain said.

"Really? Sister Yu, then tell me about it quickly. ”

"Okay......"

The two of them went down the river and came to the bamboo forest.

"Sister Yu, why are the Huaxia clan and the Jiuli clan fighting? Wouldn't it be nice for each of them to live in their own place? Cutie asked.

"What do they think about fighting for territory and expanding their power? Later, after several years of war between the two tribes, the Jiuli tribe gradually gained the upper hand. However, at this time, the Yellow Emperor of the Huaxia clan got a divine sword Xuanyuan, and there was a hidden ...... Yes, Ying Long suddenly appeared, and the tide of the battle was reversed. After that, Jiuli was defeated and retreated, and the patriarch Chiyou was also killed in a war. Since then, Jiuli has retreated to the south of the Yangtze River and hidden in southern Xinjiang. ”

"Hmm, it's not interesting. They are always calling back and forth, and if it were me, they would be willing to stay in our Biluo Village forever, how nice. ”

Yuqing gently stroked the little cutie's head and smiled silently.

"Whew-"

"What a sound." The little cutie grabbed Yuqing's arm and said with some fear.

The rain heard it, and the sound was far away, but it was clear, a bit like a dog barking, but it didn't seem to be. At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, and with this strange sound, the little cutie can't help but be a little scared.

"It's not early, let's go back quickly." Rain said.

The little cutie nodded hurriedly, looking impatient. Yuqing smiled slightly and pulled the little cutie back.

The strange cry didn't last long and soon died away.

Back in the village, Yuqing sent the little cutie home. Before leaving, the little cutie asked Yuqing: "Sister Yu, could the voice just now be from Southern Xinjiang, those beasts?" Yuqing said: "Don't think about it, go back quickly." ”

It was darker, and Yuqing went home alone, still thinking about the voice before.

After eating in the evening, the rain boiled up medicine for the light Yang again.

"Well, there isn't much grass left, it looks like I'll have to go out and pick some tomorrow." Lying on the bed, Yuqing thought to herself.

At night, the land is quiet.

"Whew-"

The sound of a dog, not a dog, pierced the silent night sky again.

In his sleep, a beast that could not see clearly pounced on the rain. Darkness gradually enveloped her, devouring her......

The next day.

Yuqing got up early, prepared breakfast for his grandfather, and went out with a bamboo basket on his back. I went out today mainly to pick some Sichuan black grass, and by the way, I will see where to find Ganoderma lucidum. Grandpa's illness, if there is Ganoderma lucidum, it will get better faster. However, Ganoderma lucidum is too rare around the village, and I have only encountered a few strains in the past few years.

The sun rose, and after a busy rain, he stopped, gently wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and gasped slightly. The greatest value of Chuanwu grass is in the roots, and it must be taken extra care when picking it, so it takes some effort to pick it.

"Well, that's enough. Alas, it's a pity that Ganoderma lucidum has not been found. Yuqing looked at the herbs in the bamboo basket and said with some disappointment. What to do? Yesterday, Grandpa's condition worsened again, although he kept saying that it was okay, but Yuqing knew that he didn't want her to worry. Suddenly, she thought, why not go out of this bamboo forest to find it? Grandpa warned her and the people in the village not to leave the village too far for fear of danger.

"But, grandpa, for the sake of your illness, I have to ......" Yuqing whispered while holding a small bamboo tube hanging from her waist in her right hand.

So, Yuqing picked up the bamboo basket again and walked towards the west of the bamboo forest.

Soon she was out of the bamboo forest, and in front of her were small hills, which were all green in the distance, and occasionally exposed gray mud in some places. Yuqing just glanced around, but didn't find anything unusual. Then she bent down, searching every inch of the land.

"Ah, I, I really found it!" After seeing the small Ganoderma lucidum growing next to the big stone, Yuqing cried out in surprise. Just when she was about to give up, Lingzhi finally appeared in front of her, how could this not make her excited?

Yuqing came to the side of the stone and carefully dug out the Ganoderma lucidum, for fear that it would be damaged in the slightest. After doing all this, Yuqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, leaned against the stones, and wiped the sweat from his head.

After resting for a while, Yuqing regained his strength. She was about to get up and go back when she suddenly smelled a strange smell. She frowned, trying to remember what it smelled like...... Suddenly, her eyes widened, this, this was clearly ...... Bloody gas!

Yuqing's back was tightly leaning against the stone, holding the bamboo tube in his hand, and many thoughts kept flashing in his mind.

Very heavy bloody gas! Could it be because she was so excited to find out Lingzhi just now that she didn't notice it at all?

Or is there danger looming at her?

At this moment, a sense of horror instantly surged into her heart.