The neighbors in the alley all ran to the street to watch the lanterns and went to the night market, Chu Yunxi extinguished the lights, Shi Jiaheng closed the courtyard door, and the two became the last people to enter the joyful tide. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them walked from the south of the city to the north of the city, and in the north of the city, three divided and merged figures who were rushed like a tide of people were trying to get closer to them.

The east wind is covered with fireworks and streamers from the vast sky into the deep underground, agitating the scorching heat of the earth's core, laying the first touch for the advent of spring.

The main thoroughfares of the city alternate between carved carts and horses, and the paths are covered with the aroma of the rouge of the noblewomen. Groups of dragon lanterns and fish lanterns pass through the streets and alleys, followed by drum music and the dance steps of the performers.

Rows of glazed lanterns are lined up by ropes on both sides of the street, and colorful pieces of paper hang from underneath, and anyone who can guess the riddle can take the lantern riddle for free. In order to win their beloved concubines, the sons of the capital who claim to be talented people smile at the city, and they all scratch their stomachs and scratch their ears and cheeks. From time to time, the crowd heard the shrill cheers and laughter of the Jiao'e. Chang'an, mixed with complex sounds, is feverishly and hysterically unleashing its complex passions tonight as if it were the end of the world.

The jade pot is as bright as a stream of water, and the stars are ashamed to dance with the fireworks.

At the corner of the street, the water wrapped in the crowd is leaking, and an old man in a sixtieth armor is playing tricks. The smell of sesame cakes wafted from the periphery of the crowd, and the old woman selling the cakes pushed the cart and stuck her head out past them. Adults are fascinated by the performers' brilliant skills, and only the children have time to sniff the smell of the crepes scattered in the air with their tricky noses.

"I'm starving, Ulva and I can smell the sesame cakes. I'm going to buy a few, Lu Yan, will you eat them? Bi Yin rubbed her stomach and shouted at Lu Yan in the crowd of people watching the trick.

Lu Yan frowned, looked unhappy, and angrily vetoed: "No, you have to watch juggling for a while, and you have to buy things for a while, and this time there will be a moth, what sesame cakes do you want to eat, where do you come from so many tricks." You must know that there are many people tonight, if you are separated, abducted, or sold, where will we look for you? According to my meaning, let's find the master's residence first, settle down, and then eat whatever you want, even if the whole chicken and duck are eaten nonsense, Haisai will not be indispensable to you. ”

Biyin's face was full of unhappiness, and she pouted: "It's not just me, it's obvious that everyone has a share in the things I bought, but now I blame them." She tugged at Ulva's sleeve instead, begging for her approval. Qing Chun cherishes words like gold, and she rarely talks about miscellaneous things, and always obediently obeys their meanings. But once she encounters a major event and needs someone to preside over the overall situation, her calm and resolute mind occupies a natural advantage, which makes the two of them feel happy and convinced. So her opinion has a pivotal position among the three.

Qing Chun chuckled and shrugged her shoulders and shook her head, signaling that she couldn't do anything.

Biyin was extremely disappointed, and many complaints and dissatisfaction from Lu Yan against her came to her along the way. She turned her head in frustration and squeezed out the crowd watching the show. Completely ignoring Lu Yeon's shouts behind her, she threw her hands away.

Lu Yan was even more angry, screamed a few times, and saw that she ignored her, so she stopped her mouth in anger, and dragged Qing Chun in the opposite direction where Biyin left: "Don't pay attention to her." I don't know the severity at all, and I lose my temper at every turn. She wants to go with her, and let's go to the master. ”

Ulva stretched her neck and looked around. Biyin is like a wave in the vast sea of people, and she can't catch the trace of it. She maintained the situation unusually calmly, stopped the two of them, and enlightened Lu Yan: "Don't talk angry, the three of us have been good for almost ten years." How can you be so ruthless and leave Biyin alone. You are the same as Miss Lin, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart. In the past, Miss Lin and Biyin quarreled, and you persuaded her twice. Every time Biyin is wronged, which time is it not you and Miss Lin who rush to the forefront to fight for her. According to me, her arrogant and arrogant temper is something you two are used to. ”

Lu Yan was hit by Qing Chun's heart, and she blushed and bowed her head and said nothing. Seeing that things had room to turn around, Qing Chun took advantage of the victory to pursue and said, "And if Miss knows, she will not follow." In her few short words, the softness and rigidity were just right, and every sentence hit her heart. Lu Yan's anger gradually subsided, but she refused to let go because of her tough face.

Qing Chun gave Lu Yan a step down in time, put down her body, and said in a pleading tone, "I beg you, don't delay here." There are people coming and going on the streets, and what if you meet bad people. ”

Everyone kept changing faces in front of Lu Yan's eyes like marquees, and she felt slightly dizzy. Qing Chun's words made her scared now, and she anxiously looked into the depths of the crowd where Biyin had disappeared, and frequently replied, "Okay." The two chased along the street, and asked when they met people, but the pedestrians had never seen them. Lu Yan panicked, and anxious tears rolled in her eyes. Qing Chun comforted her while thinking about countermeasures.

There was thunder on the flat ground, and a huge wave was set off on the sea. A crowd of people followed several ornately decorated parade floats that crashed like huge waves, scattering the Ulva and Luyan across the streets. Qing Chun desperately raised her hands and shouted loudly, but how could one voice be able to beat the roar of thousands of people, and in the end, she seemed to feel that her eardrums were shaken by the roar, and she couldn't distinguish the sound of the close talk. She stared helplessly at the almost frantic crowd, her heart feeling irrepressibly disgusted.

She thought about it and made up her mind to wait for the crowd to disperse before looking for the whereabouts of the other two. She retreated to the corner of the street, her hands hanging down in front of her, the burden behind her lay peacefully on her back, and her clear eyes lay quietly under her bangs on her forehead, obediently like a gentle sheep.

A muscular young man, dressed like a street vendor, pressed to her back. At first she thought it was a crowd pushing and shoving, but by the time she realized a sharp weapon against her lower back, it was too late. The man opened his yellow teeth and whispered in her ear full of filth: "Don't make a sound, if you want to live, come with me." The man's eyes were fixed on the surroundings, and he untied the burden on Qing Ulva's back and carried it on his back.

Qing Chun had already guessed that the man was holding a sharp knife and could kill himself at any time. Knowing herself and knowing her opponent, she can't be defeated in a hundred battles, she can't see the other party's appearance, she can't estimate how the other party is doing, and she doesn't dare to make a rash move. For today's plan, I can only pretend to be frightened for the time being, and wait for the other party to wait for the opportunity to move when the vigilance is lax, and be captured in one fell swoop. So she obediently followed the direction of his blade, neither calling for help nor moving.

The man hijacked the young man to avoid the noisy street in front of him, and went around and hid in a clearing at the back of a house, where lights leaked from all sides to illuminate a carriage parked there, the body of which was tightly covered by a large black curtain.

Two reckless men stopped in front of the car, and one of them was holding a beautiful woman wearing a Hunan color and Tilian rain silk brocade fairy dress, with a golden silk butterfly red coral on her head and swaying, trying to approach the car. The woman's hands were tied behind her back with thick ropes, a white cloth was stuffed in her mouth, and her eyes were as amorous as autumn water, revealing fear like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Alas, look at her dress, it shouldn't be a young lady from a prince's family in the capital." The other grabbed the woman's shoulders and pulled her towards him, and after some rude scrutiny, asked uneasily.

The man holding her glanced at him contemptuously and said, "You are getting more and more useless, and you are only a little bold." As he spoke, he inserted his thumb nail into the big and small fingernails and gestured in front of his eyes, "You are blind, you haven't seen that all the princess ladies in this capital who are a little bit heady are not Xiangche BMW, the girl and the woman followed a long slip, there is only one girl next to this little girl, although she ran away, it is a pity, forgive her and dare not go to the official mansion to make trouble." ”

When the woman heard this, she shook her head and struggled, as if she did not agree with his words.

The man holding her pushed her and shouted, "Be honest, beware of the master repairing you." ”

The woman's weak bones and slender shape couldn't help but push him brutely, fell to the ground, his steps were messy, the beads fell, and two rows of white cheeks slid over it, and the pear blossoms brought rain, and the cicadas dew autumn branches, which were gorgeous and moving.

The two reckless men did not have the slightest pity for the fragrance and jade, crossed their waists and stroked their chests, laughing, as if the tears of the beauty were clumsy pleasure, not the moving beauty of the poet's pen.

Qing Chun listened to the rough laughter of the two, her eyebrows lifted slightly, and her anger was hidden in her heart, not on her face. The man behind him met with his accomplices, excited, echoed their joy, and said with a smile: "Big brother, second brother, I got another one, we are going back with a full load tonight." ”

The eldest of the three walked up to Qing Chun and rudely pinched her chin like a cattle. He let go of the green ulva, patted the third child on the shoulder with satisfaction, and said, "Good job." Put this in the car, and we'll be out of town. ”

The third child was overjoyed, and the knife that was resting behind Qing Chun was inserted back into his right waist. As he crossed the left side of Lva to get the rope from the car, the witty and brave Lva suddenly turned sideways, wiped his left hand on his waist, and patted his shoulder with his right hand. In order to stabilize his body, the third child who was caught off guard spread his hands, shook it, leaned forward, hugged the boss, and the two fell to the ground together.

Seeing this, the second child on the side of the car hurriedly pulled out a bright long knife from the bottom of the car and slashed at Qing Ulva . It was too late for her to escape at this time, so she had to fight with her.

The man's knife skills are skillful, and the edge of the knife carries the wind, advancing layer by layer like splitting a mountain and cracking a stone. The short knife in Qing Chun's hand and his head-on fight was tantamount to a grasshopper shaking a tree, she could only dodge left and right, and before the other two rushed to help, she managed to snatch the long knife from his hand, and she was afraid that there was still a few chances of victory.

Qing Chun's nervous sweat dripped down, for fear of taking a wrong step and losing her life in vain. Like a spider, she weaves a trap for her opponents in the camp. Seeing that the second child had been led to the wall by her, she kicked on the wall, turned over and crossed over his head, reached out in mid-air, landed behind him, and successfully snatched the long knife in his hand!

The two people in the back killed one after the other, Qing Chun reflexively attacked, and the two long knives were stuck up and down, firmly locking the blade in her hand, forcing her to let go of the knife, and finally grabbed the long knife in her hand when it fell to the ground.

The abdomen and back are in danger. She was preoccupied with a short knife in her hand, beware of which of the three would strike first.

Although there are no weapons in the old second-hand middle, they take advantage of the enemy's rear. The cunning second brother took advantage of this opportunity to give the old ambassador a look, and the boss was willing, like a demon shouting loudly, waving a knife at him. When Qing Chun concentrated on dealing with the boss, the second child slapped her on the back. She spurted blood from her mouth, dodged the boss's long knife, and was no longer powerless against the third, whose tip effortlessly slashed at her shoulder.

Blood flowed down the corners of Qing Chun's mouth, and she bowed down like a lion that was still unwilling to give in, her eyes flashing with fierce killing intent. She sat on the ground leaning against the wall, her dagger pressed to her chest, ready to burn with them when they swarmed her.

The woman who had long been forgotten by the side of the carriage suddenly screamed behind them, and the four of them were slightly stunned, and looked towards the location of the carriage in unison. (To be continued.) )