The sound of the flute rises melodiously, crisp and soft, euphemistic and clear coexist, like a heavenly sound, pleasant!

In her sleep, the withered grass turned over and lay on her side, opening her eyes slightly, trying to see who was playing the flute, but the sound of the flute was like hypnosis, and she fell into a coma. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dream, a back garden appeared, all kinds of gorgeous flowers, a vague figure, he was dressed in a black brocade robe, wearing a black gold-rimmed hair crown, and a black hair hanging down behind him.

The night withered grass stepped forward and grabbed the man's hand, and it disappeared like smoke, and the back garden became a long spoon city, and the 100,000 troops of the northern kingdom broke through the city gates, and the enemy's sword swung at the bodies of the people, and the fallen people were trampled by horses, and the women could not escape the claws, and they were captured one by one.

General Night led the remnants of the army to fight the enemy, the bronze sword was stained with blood, and the enemy army that could not be killed began to overdraw, and the sword was pointed on the ground to support the body.

The Northern Dark Horse General, armed with a long and short green sword, the long sword knocked down the bronze sword of the Night General, and the short sword stabbed him in the abdomen under his armor.

General Night snorted, knelt on one knee, held the bronze sword, and stood up, but finally couldn't reach hundreds of thousands of troops, and was shot by random arrows.

Night Dry Grass caught the fallen Night General in a panic, not wanting to believe that this was true, when it was so real, he hugged the person in his arms in grief and shouted: "Dad! Father! I'm the withered grass, you wake up and see me. ”

The Night General didn't react, and lay motionless in the arms of the Night Withered.

The major general squatted on the ground in grief and indignation, looking at his dead father, his face was full of murderous aura, and he lost his mind and waved the golden steel spear, stabbing indiscriminately.

Night Withered Grass hugged the waist of the young general behind him, and said sadly: "Big brother, I am Withered Grass, don't be like this, my father is dead, you have a good one, what should I do?" ”

The major general stopped the gold steel grab in his hand and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?" Are you a dead grass? How is this possible......"

"Big brother, do you remember the purple flowers? For this you must come with me, and only if we are alive can we hope to avenge the dead. Nightshade explained.

The major general looked surprised, took the hand of the night withered grass, and retreated, running all the way, and the enemy army was in hot pursuit.

A puff of smoke drifted by, and the night withered grass and the major general were separated, where is this? The fog is filled, and the white expanse looks a little familiar, it is a ghost forest.

The night withered grass was lost in the woods, and tripped over the vines under her feet, so frightened that she pulled out the vines that tripped on her feet, rushed forward, and shouted in confusion: "Big brother! Big brother, where are you? ”

I only heard my own echo, and there was no one else in the empty forest, and I curled up in the corner in fear, wrapped my legs, and buried my head between my legs. Stuck in a predicament, he began to think about the problem, and after the big victory, Long Spoon City was fine, but what went wrong.

A heart-wrenching flute sounded softly, and a woman in white who was as beautiful as a fairy appeared like an orchid in the hollow valley, with her light and graceful, ethereal dancing, and wide sleeves opening and closing to cover it, which set off her beautiful posture.

At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly turned urgent, the woman took her right foot as the axis, gently stretched her long sleeves, and her delicate body rotated, turning faster and faster, and suddenly flew up from the ground.

The flute is becoming more and more urgent, her posture is also dancing faster and faster, such as jade's plain hands lingering tactfully, the skirt is flying, a pair of water eyes like smoke want to talk and rest, the streamer is flying, the whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it is so far away.

The night withered grass bent her feet and lay flat, and the whole person relaxed, stunned by everything in front of him, why is there such a beautiful and moving woman in this world.

The woman in white pinched her toes, approached one by one, and sat on the lap of the night withered grass, her fingertips ran over his white beard, slowly put her head close to his shoulder, and said softly: "Husband! I'm going to be there for you, and no matter where you go, we won't be separated, okay? ”

After listening to the words of the woman in white, Night Dry Grass's body froze inexplicably, goosebumps fell to the ground, pushed her away who was sitting on her lap, stood up vigilantly, took two steps back, and asked, "Who are you?" What husband? ”

The woman in white stared pitifully at the night withered grass, wet her eyes, and said in a choked voice, "What's wrong with you, husband?" I am your wife, Su He. ”

"Ma'am? Su He? Night withered grass looked at the woman in front of her in confusion, hesitated for a long time, remembered that she was Mr. Yan, and his wife also came......

The woman in white pressed step by step, pulled the arm of the withered grass in the night, and said coquettishly: "You hate it! Teasing people. ”

Night withered grass couldn't cry or laugh, the corners of her mouth twitched, she tore away the hand of the woman in white, and explained: "You are mistaken, I am not your husband." ”

"You are! You are! The woman in white hugged the withered grass's arm tighter, swaying from side to side.

Night Dry Grass pretended to obey the woman in white first, and soothed: "Madam, don't shake your husband's hand anymore." ”

"Husband, I'll take you to a place, it's beautiful." The woman said excitedly.

The withered grass followed, and said helplessly, "Then go and have a look!" ”

The woman in white happily dangled in front of the withered grass and walked forward with cheerful steps.

At this time, the plum blossom silver hairpin in the night dry grass pocket flashed red, and the soul of Wanyan floated out of the hairpin, standing in mid-air, with his hand in front of him, calling: "Wake up quickly!" Don't go any further, you won't be able to come back. ”

Night Withered Grass's eyes were confused, and when she heard someone calling, her footsteps stopped, and soon her footsteps moved again, and she kept following the woman in white forward, her body didn't obey the call, and asked for help: "Is it Wanyan?" You save me, I can't control my body. ”

"Husband, come soon! Look ahead. The woman kept urging.

"I am Wanyan, but my soul appears in a dream, you can't see it, but you can hear my voice, you are in a very bad situation now, your will is scattered, you must concentrate." Wan Yan said.

Night Withered tried to concentrate, but she still couldn't control her body, and hurriedly said, "I can't control it, you say it's a dream?" How can it be? ”

Wan Yan's soul drifted up and down, and said anxiously: "Listen to me, it's the sound of the Jade Flute Dream Demon, which allows you to enter the dream he set up, he is still a master of the phantom array, and the woman in white in front of him is transformed to confuse Mr. Yan, and you are not really a master of the array, as long as you concentrate on who you are, this array will be self-defeating." ”

"I see!" After finishing speaking, the night withered grass closed her eyes and concentrated on one thing, and that was her own life experience.

All of this is fake, the people of Long Spoon City are still alive, the Night General is also alive, everyone is .......

A huge white circle of light shook open, and everything in the dream came to naught, returning to reality.

A dazzling light shone on the eyes of the night withered grass, opened his eyes, breathed in the air outside, the forest in front of him was real, this was really the ghost forest, everything in the city of Long Spoons......

Wan Yan's soul floated down from above and said to the Night Withered Grass, "Everything in Long Spoon City is just a dream, and it was the Jade Flute Dream Demon who brought you here. ”

There was a miserable scream in the forest, dressed in a miserable green robe, his hair tied up with a green hosta, half-kneeling on the ground, his right hand raised, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looking ahead with disdain on his face.

Night withered grass cautiously approached the front, until he saw the other party clearly, the young man's face was like a peach apricot, his posture was leisurely and elegant, and he was still lonely and thin in the snow and frost posture, his pupils were smart, and he was as attractive as crystal beads.

"What do you see? You old immortal ......," the young man said angrily and dissatisfiedly.

The crow was silent, and he didn't know how to speak for a moment, and the night withered grass looked at the man curiously, this is the master of the phantom array? How is it not on the same level as Mr. Yan's age.

"You are the Jade Flute Dream Demon, the Master of the Phantom Array?" Nightshade asked.

The young man said in an arrogant tone: "So what? Isn't it? I didn't expect to be cracked by you, an old immortal, I have nothing to say, my skills are not as good as others. ”

Night Dry Grass frowned and reprimanded: "How do you speak, I'm also your elder, and I don't know any politeness at a young age, what are you bringing me here?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm bored and bored to learn the formation with you, an old immortal, it's time to go back, we'll meet again soon." After the boy finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace after a while.

Night Withered Grass was so angry that he stomped his feet, his grandmother's, doing so many things, tricked me into this ghost forest, patted my ass and left.

"Mr. Yan, where are you?" The voice of the Major General.

"Mr. Yan, where are you?" The voice of the people.

Nightdry grass heard someone looking for her, and shouted happily: "I am in the ghost forest, do you hear my voice?" ”

The major general vaguely heard movement in the forest, and stepped into the ghost forest to look for it, but when he entered, the sound was gone, and he really wondered if Mr. Yan had left by himself, or if something had happened.

"Is there anyone? Can you hear me? The night withered grass continued to scream.

Now the young general heard it clearly, it was Mr. Yan's voice, and he found him in the direction of the voice and escorted him out of the ghost forest.

Night Withered Grass walked behind and said gratefully: "Thank you for the young general, otherwise the old man would be trapped here." ”

"Why did Mr. Yan come to the ghost forest alone? Is something going on? The major general wondered.

Nightdry grass didn't know how to explain, so she changed the topic and asked, "How is Long Spoon City, has the northern army invaded?" ”

"When you ask like this, I feel surprisingly calm, and the northern army did not attack, maybe it was the battle last night, which caused the enemy to suffer heavy losses and was frightened." The major general said.

When the people saw the night withered grass coming out, the anxiety on their faces gradually disappeared, and they asked: "Mr. Yan, you really scared everyone if you didn't say goodbye, and I have to count on you for what to do next in this Long Spoon City." ”

Night Withered Grass touched her head awkwardly, pulled out a smile, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I will definitely wait until the northern army withdraws from the border of Qi and is safe before leaving." ”

The soldiers rode over to pick up the people, and the major general rode on a white horse to bring the night withered grass back to Long Spoon City.

General Ye stood in the city tower and frowned, wandering back and forth, asking Dao Weiming: "Madam, do you know where Mr. Yan has gone?" Even if you leave, it's impossible to leave you here alone, will something happen? ”

"General Night, please rest assured, I think my husband will be back soon." Dao Weiming said, his eyes looked out of the city tower from time to time, he was really anxious, so he didn't say anything before leaving.

The young general's white horse stopped at the bottom of the city tower, and the night withered grass dismounted, and walked slowly up the city tower, thinking about how to explain it later.

As soon as the people came up, General Ye began to ask, "Mr. Yan, where have you been?" Why don't you leave without saying a word, the war between the two countries still depends on your command. ”

"I was thinking about a way for the two armies to fight, but I didn't have time to say." Nightshade explained.

General Ye's eyes lit up, and when he heard that Mr. Yan was thinking of a battle method, he was very happy in his heart, and asked, "What is the next way to deal with the enemy army?" ”

Night Dry Grass covered her face in annoyance, and the words that came out without her brain were digging a hole for herself, and she was embarrassed: "I still need some time to set up." ”

"If you need anything, just give orders, then don't disturb Mr. Yan's formation." After speaking, the night general left the castle tower.

After Dao Weiming waited for General Ye to leave, he let out all his anger, beat his arm at the night withered grass, and pouted: "You can't say goodbye next time, you have to talk to me, you know?" I'm worried. ”

"Got it! Not next time. Nightshade replied helplessly.

Dao Weiming asked: "Then have you figured out how to deal with the enemy army next?" ”

"Nope! I was just a perfunctory general. Night Withered Grass said, tired to sit on the ground, stretch out his feet, no matter what, his mind is blank How can he think of good attention.

Rice was so angry that he grabbed the ears of the night withered grass and tried to pull him up from the ground.

The night withered grass swept away the hand of the rice and said unhappily: "Don't make trouble! I'm really a master of formation, I'm just a grass people, and the only thing I can do now is to stall for time and drag it until Xiaotian brings the rescuers. ”

"You ......" Dao had not yet spoken clearly, and left the city tower angrily.

After last night's battle, the 100,000-strong army of the northern country lost tens of thousands of soldiers, but the troops were still sufficient; There are only 10,000 soldiers left in the Qi country, plus the people, there are more than 10,000 people, it is obvious that it is like crushing ants, and it can't be defeated at all. The whole person lay on the ground, grabbed his hair with both hands, rolled around, and roared: "Heavens! Hurry up and give me a smart brain! I don't want to die here. ”

When the young general saw the scene in front of him, his head was full of question marks, what is Mr. Yan doing! Why do you have to roll on the ground, is this also a kind of formation?

The night withered grass turned on its side, and just saw the figure of the young general, so he sat up in fright, got up unhurriedly, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "That...... Since the young general is here, the old man might as well say it bluntly, as long as he can delay the enemy army, soon the reinforcements of the Qi State will rush to Changsco City to support. ”

The major general asked in disbelief: "Is this true?" ”

The night withered grass boasted to the sea and said: "I have sent someone to move reinforcements, as long as the reinforcements arrive, nothing is a problem." ”

"Okay, I'll try my best to hold off the enemy army, please rest assured Mr. Yan." After the major general finished speaking, he went down to the city tower and prepared for battle.

Night Dry Grass sighed, looked up at the sky, and prayed that Howling Sky would quickly bring the rescuers to Long Spoon City.