CHAPTER XXXIII

Tang Jinping hid beside him, peeking at the starlight under Zhang Cheng's eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He covered it up well, took the mountain people's handkerchiefs to wipe his face, and said thank you; For the time being, he took off his dirty clothes and changed into the best long gowns that the mountain people could get, and worked hard; The mountain people held the country food, which was definitely not to his taste, and he still smiled. But his laughter, as well as all his movements, were a little broken, like a row of very smooth paintings, among which a few were suddenly removed, although they were quickly connected, the little scholar didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the young master at all, at most he was a little sluggish when he was frightened, but Tang Jinping could see that it was not a matter of dullness.

If you have been jealous of someone for more than 10 years, you will also be more familiar with him than with a lover.

"You really care about your friend." A smiling voice behind you.

Tang Jinping jumped up and turned around, it was a floating lady. Who else could there be? "I thought you were already asleep," he said awkwardly, suddenly realizing that this hasty tone was too intimate, and hurriedly changed the expression, "I'm sorry, I thought that the floating lady was tired all day and should have gone to bed." ”

"It's okay," she said with a smile, "The concubine has been wandering around collecting medicine for a long time, and the etiquette is always unattainable. ”

Tang Jinping muttered something like "don't dare to offend", and she replied calmly: "It's okay, it's difficult for a concubine to be offended." ”

She has a big belly, and Tang Jinping feels anxious. He also wants to spy on Zhang Cheng in the grass hut what's wrong! This woman, regardless of the depths, regardless of the shame, pestered him to speak, he-

"The concubine will not disturb the sons' talks." The floating lady is like a roundworm in his stomach, and she immediately knows each other.

Tang Jinping looked into the window again, but Zhang Cheng in the room was gone.

When he turned back, the floating lady was gone.

Tang Jinping stretched his neck to find the floating lady, but there was the sound of footsteps stepping on the grass stalks behind him, "kalala", like broken bones.

Tang Jinping turned around sharply, Zhang Cheng greeted him, blinking honestly, as if he was very confused at first glance. Tang Jinping felt like he was trapped in a cheap nightmare, and the trick was simply funny, but he couldn't earn it softly.

Zhang Cheng suggested that he should set off at this point, still go to Luluo Mountain, and he could get home faster, which was really a crazy proposition that Tang Jinping could put forward, and after the landslide, even Tang Jinping himself was already frightened and did not dare to go again, and it was expected that none of the people in the mountains would dare to be such a fatal guide and escort. Zhang Cheng used his unique stubbornness and stickiness, ignoring Tang Jinping's emotion and reasoning, and insisted: "I see that there is a road over there, you can go through it, without a guide, I guarantee that no wild beasts will attack us, and the mountain will not collapse again." ”

He vouches? He guaranteed that a certain inkstone is a Xikeng stone instead of a rock, and a certain Yiying tablet is a copy rather than the original tablet straight extension, which is about the same! That's the realm of his knowledge. As for the mountain, he knows no more than a mouse!

Tang Jinping glared at Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng's demeanor and words still had that annoying fracture, as if his hands were going to this way, and the corners of his lips were going to run that way, but fortunately, there was a fierce master sitting in his chest, and he violently pulled them back together again and again, so his soul was possessed, and he could say again: "Over there...... Let's go, really. ”

"Are you alright?" Tang Jinping's sympathy finally overpowered his jealousy, and Zhang Cheng looked like he was sick.

"If you don't agree...... Zhang Cheng slanted out of the corner of his eyes, as if begging for help, and the beast in his chest pulled it again, his tongue came back, and the words flowed again, "I'll go by myself." ”

Joke! No matter how Tang Jinping is, he can't see him break into the tiger's den in Longtan alone, and besides, Zhang Cheng is so bold, is Tang Jinping less daring than him? it!

Tang Jinping just minded: gamblers bet, what bets without a lottery? There must be a greedy head of ten taels of silver before he is willing to bet on his bottoms; Only with the hope of honoring the ancestors are willing to sell their conscience! There is no benefit, who is willing to risk a seven-foot body in vain? He asked suspiciously, "Why are you in a hurry to go back?" ”

Zhang Cheng's lips twisted again, and he himself felt a little twisted, turned sideways and covered it with his sleeve, and only answered him under his sleeve after a while: "I'm looking for someone." ”

"Who?"

A huge meteor slipped down in the sky, and Zhang Cheng's eyes reflected the starlight, revealing a sense of panic. For a moment, Tang Jinping really thought that Zhang Cheng was asking him for help, but this momentum was quickly suppressed, and Zhang Chengyun told him lightly: "The person I am looking for." ”

Escape words, escape words! Tang Jinping was angry. After all, it's small, it's really important, and it's right to say it, right? It's not in vain that Tang Jinping has hated Zhang Cheng for so many years, this kid really sees outsiders, so he doesn't treat Tang Jinping as a friend! When he was angry, Tang Jinping really wanted to let him go into the mountains in the middle of the night, and it was his own business that there were no bones - but no, the relationship between the Zhang family and the Tang family was still there, and the children of the Tang family and the children of the Zhang family could not turn against each other. The children of the Tang family can't watch the children of the Zhang family enter the mountains, and they don't have an explanation when they turn around!

Tang Jinping has eaten what he has eaten at home for so many years, and he has to behave like a sensible and good child at a critical time. Zhang Cheng was awkward, Tang Jinping couldn't just let go, he talked to Zhang Cheng with his temperament, and almost showed all the eighteen kinds of martial arts of eating flowers and wine, and finally got Zhang Cheng to agree: When the day dawns, discuss with the mountain people, add some supplies, and it is best to hire a few more guides before setting off.

At this time, the chickens are crowing, and after a while, the sky should be white, Tang Jinping's whole body seems to be scattered, and he moves himself to the room to sleep, and he can't think that the bed is rough and the mattress is rough, and he snores as soon as he puts his body flat, and the snoring is sweet, which is not much more elegant than that of the farmer.

Zhang Cheng didn't seem to sleep, sat on the edge of the bed, checked his body very carefully, looked at it as carefully as the antique dealer had just bought an important new product, from the fingernails, finger joints, palms, backs of hands, wrists, and saw the arms, unceremoniously rolled up his sleeves, checked all the way up, untied his arms, and felt that some places could not be seen, so he went to the yard to take a look at the well water.

"Do you need this?" The sound of strings is beautiful, and the floating lady is holding a mirror in her hand. The bronze mirror in the countryside is very old, but the mirror is still very bright, and it easily reflects Zhang Cheng's face. Zhang Cheng looked at himself intently.

"The concubine got up and dressed up, and pinched two flowers under the window and put them on," the floating lady explained why she appeared in the courtyard. The East is indeed slightly white. Zhang Cheng didn't care about her explanation at all. She smiled, "Humans are really hard to deal with, but everything else is fine, isn't it?" ”

He didn't answer. She held the mirror next to him, helping him to see his back clearly, but he avoided it, looking a little afraid or respectful, and did not ask her to hold the mirror for him.

She put the mirror on the edge of the well and told him to see for himself: "This is the case with Bilo's brother." ”

"Biluo ......" Zhang Cheng bit these words very uncertainly, like a person who has no musical foundation trying to keep up with a piece of music recorded by a ruler symbol, even if he catches the words, it is difficult to understand the hidden meaning behind it, "Brother? ”

The floating lady had already walked away, and the blood-red roses on the bamboo fence were in full bloom. This is the last rose of the season, and after blooming it is not there again in the year, so they bloom extra hard. She plucked it as if to reward its efforts with its own blood. Her sideburns were still fluffy, half-covering her cheeks, her eyes were very light-colored, her eyelids were half-drooping, as if she hadn't woken up, and there was brilliance in these half-dreaming eyes, like dew reflecting the morning glow. The scum hid in the corner and watched, thinking that she was a fairy.

The anger condensed on Zhang Cheng's face, this anger was like a ripple, there was a circle center, and wave after wave spread outward, but the ripples were spreading more and more faintly, but his anger was expanding more and more thick, almost condensing into a sharp weapon!

"I don't need a Dharma protector." The floating lady picked up the green silk and moved her mouth to him quickly under the rose petals, and her voice was almost inaudible.

Zhang Cheng's edge was suffocated.

"Oh, it's dawn." The floating lady stuck the rose firmly on the side of the snail, and walked towards the east as if nothing happened.

The morning sun jumped out with these words, bright and violent. Zhang Cheng immediately turned around and walked towards Tang Jinping's sleeping room.

The little bugs in the sand moved their legs and feet, snapping through the corner, and the long-lying chickadees wanted to make a good assault, but the big man in the corner moved violently and scared it away.

The big man only moved a moment, and white foam poured out of the corners of his mouth. He fainted.

It was difficult for Tang Jinping to determine whether he was woken up by Zhang Cheng or completely awakened by the noise of the scum rescued outside. In short, he was very angry. He felt that he had just collapsed on the bed, and that he was more tired than he had been before he had fallen, and his whole body was screaming in protest. But he couldn't resist Zhang Cheng.

Even the sorcerer didn't dare to disobey Zhang Cheng, so he had to throw aside the scum who was unconscious and offended the gods and ghosts at a glance, and held a divination ceremony in advance, and the result was: the gods did not respond. Whether it is auspicious or fierce, there is none, and the spirit of heaven and earth seems to be asleep.

"That means there is no reason to object." Zhang Cheng chewed out this sentence word by word, "Let's go." ”

The floating lady said that she would also accompany her. "Of course, at this time, the concubine is no longer allowed to look for that strange medicine in the mountains," she claimed, "but the concubine has long wanted to go to Huacheng to have a look, and this is really a godsend." ”

"It's dangerous." Tang Jinping said in a rough voice. He didn't even know why he was angry. Something was wrong, and it was supposed to be "right", this thing could feel it, but it couldn't be touched, making him easily lose control, "It's dangerous to go into the mountains now!" ”

"The two sons are blessed with great lives, and the concubines will definitely be able to bless the two of them." The floating lady answered him gracefully, and Zhang Cheng easily ignored him again.

They set off like this, and the path indicated by Zhang Cheng was sometimes a path, sometimes it was just a small path, and sometimes it was simply completely covered by weeds, and it was not even a trail, but it was strange, as long as he followed him, there was no way out, and the willows and flowers had passed through after all. The floating lady has been following Zhang Cheng calmly, and she is completely afraid, Tang Jinping had to follow the same, and the Zhang family's scholar followed the back with trepidation, and when she did not move, she really crossed the mountain.

I don't know how many people are swarming and coaxing ants to gather, saying that it is inappropriate to find people, because the landslide is so bad that it is impossible to walk to find people; It is also inappropriate to say that they are waiting for others, because since the mountain has collapsed like this, they can't expect the two sons of Zhang and Tang to come out of it by themselves.

But Zhang and Tang are so prominent in the mansions, Zhang Cheng and Tang Jinping are the important sons of the two mansions, the Tang family clerk ran back crying, and a large number of people immediately went to the official road to pick up people, and some of the remaining people had to do something, so they were all crowded in the mountain pass.

When Zhang Cheng and the others appeared, all the people who greeted them widened their eyes as if they had met a ghost.

Mrs. Tang was originally scolding her son, scolding him for why he refused to take a few more servants to walk, and why he wore pothos mountain - it was indeed Tang Jinping's idea to go home from a study tour and travel lightly, and to take shortcuts to walk, and the scholar went home and poured beans into the bamboo tube. Mrs. Zhang also wanted to scold Young Master Tang, but she was embarrassed to speak, and wiped her red eyes with a handkerchief. Yamaguchi had legs to quickly send the good news back with 100,000 yuan, Mrs. Tang didn't scold her son anymore, Mrs. Zhang didn't wipe her eyes anymore, the two ladies lifted their skirts and jumped on the sedan chair, snapping and patting the sedan window to urge: "Hurry up!" "I went to welcome my son.

In fact, before getting up the sedan car, Mrs. Tang asked Bi Luo for ideas. It's strange to ask, the godmother first carried a basket of fresh fruits to her goddaughter, wiped the white jade plate by herself, and offered it on the Biluo table like an offering, and said humbly: "It's me who is wrong...... "After asking for the sin, I asked again, "Cheng'er's life...... Are you okay? ”

"There's no end to life." Biro twisted the embroidery thread. It was all her answer, and she didn't know what else to say.

Mrs. Tang is much more relieved, but there is still dissatisfaction in this reassurance. "Unfinished"? What does "not" mean? It's good to simply "endlessly"! "Wei" always makes people panic, like a knife of the royal law hanging on the head of the minister of meritorious service, which does not fall for the time being, but it is still hanging. There is always something behind the word "not...... But maybe maybe Bilo doesn't know how to phrase it? This wild child...... No, it can't be abrupt. I can't be abrupt in my heart. This child has already saved her son twice, and he has come back with spirituality, and how deep the spirituality is, how heavy her sins are, it is no longer abrupt.

The anxious mother and her son who returned from the catastrophe finally met halfway. The streets were full of people congratulating them or wiping away their tears. These congratulations and tears are meant to be rewarded. The two ladies didn't care about it, and the chief servant woman next to them was ready to send her mind to her father and fellow villagers. The two sons should go home happily.

"I'll accompany you home." Tang Jinping ignored the empty sedan chair that his family brought him to sit on, and anxiously grabbed Zhang Cheng's wrist. Zhang Cheng's dark eyes lowered and he glanced at it, and the hot fire came again, trying to burn a hole in his hand. Tang Jinping hurriedly found an explanation for himself: "After all, you have been buried by soil and rocks, I don't worry." ”

Okay, he is deeply affectionate, Tang and Zhang's families are deeply affectionate, there is no reason to break up after each of them picked up their sons, who should they go to get together, since I heard that the son of the Zhang family has experienced more dangers in the mountains, then go to the Zhang family. The group gathered into Zhang's house, and the Zhang family followed like a phoenix, and hugged into the back hall, Tang Jinping saw Biluo.

The good of the family, and on such an occasion, there are not too many taboos, Bi Luo didn't even think about covering herself with a fan or something, her red lips opened a little, as if a wild pomegranate finally released its petals and allowed the bees to collect honey, and she herself didn't even realize this action, her eyes were as bright as jade under the blazing sun, staring at Zhang Cheng.

Once upon a time, she looked at him like a butterfly touching the surface of the water with its tentacles, and the surface of the water would ripple, interacting so subtly. No matter how she looks at him now, it's like fanning the wind with her wings, and the wind will whirl, but it's different from before. She quietly asked Zhang Cheng with her eyes, small movements, and every way she could think of: "What's wrong?" What happened between us? There was no reply. He responded to everyone's concerns and inquiries, and his words were concise and to the point, and he was terrifyingly normal. So, yes, if there is something wrong with Brother Cheng, she has noticed it like Tang Jinping, and maybe she is more keen. What's wrong? She doesn't have any more clues than Tang Jinping.

She looked at Zhang Cheng worriedly, and Tang Jinping looked at her worriedly. He felt that she was like a little fish coated in flour and ready to be fried in the pan, and he moved his steps, almost trying to step forward and hold her.

Mrs. Zhang whispered to Bi Luo, "You better sit in the back." With a woman's intuition, she had already discovered Tang Jinping's interest in Biluo. If Biluo was really her lovely little daughter, she would be happy to marry the Tang family, but unfortunately not. She asserted that Biluo was not suitable for Tang Jinping.

Biro patiently followed her instructions. In fact, in front of the public, he couldn't directly pounce in front of Zhang Cheng to express his doubts and concerns, and he had almost reached the limit of Biluo's patience, and it didn't matter much if he did anything after that. It's okay to avoid it. I can't see Zhang Cheng's face, maybe the fire in my heart can still be suppressed - this fire is now going to burn her to ashes! Arlo's fingers dug deep into the folds of her skirt.

The hem of her apricot skirt moved out of the door, and there was a sudden blank space in the room, like a person's head suddenly "banging" on the mirror, something was broken, something insisted on framing, and the frame was more dangerous than the broken, the danger came from something indescribably deep, maybe the sky, maybe it was thunder, and it was indeed dark outside, although it was still sunny not long ago. Tang Jinping was the first to react, and immediately chased out the door where Biluo disappeared.

In just a few steps, a hot body crashed into his arms, intending to push him away and run away. He didn't dare touch her, but he stopped her. She pulled up her skirt high, and the fear on her face was thick, which beat her back to when she was a child, making her forget all etiquette, and she even forgot that Tang Jinping was the person she had always hated, and asked him nervously with a tense face: "Did you see it?" See? It almost felt like he was going to fall on Tang Jinping for support.

She had never been so vulnerable. Tang Jinping tried his best to soften his tone, but he was infected with her fear, and his voice was very sharp: "Who do you see?" ”

Without thinking, she said, "See me!" ”

The curse of fear was broken, and Tang Jinping smiled. Isn't he seeing her? Isn't she right in front of his eyes?

Bilo suddenly realized her mistake, but she didn't change it. It's hard to put words into words, let alone facing Tang Jinping - hey, she suddenly remembered that Tang Jinping was the person she hated!

She pulled back.

Tang Jinping felt very hurt, and for the first time in his life, he finally asked: "Why do you hate me?" ”

Bilo's eyes widened in surprise. Does this need to be asked? Brother Cheng is Brother Cheng, as for Brother Jinping...... Alas, well, she just doesn't like him.

Bilo lifted her nose and sniffed in the air, the danger that had scared her into running away was gone, as if it had never been there. She realized that her behavior was not very proper, and when Brother Cheng saw that he was going to be sad, he put down his skirt and returned to the appearance of a reserved young lady, and while everyone didn't find out, he raised his chin arrogantly and nodded to Tang Jinping, and went back.

Tang Jinping also slipped back to the back hall, and everyone came back to life again, muttering about the power of the thunder in the sky just now - in fact, there is nothing terrible, if it is not thunder, what else can it be? - But after all, I was suspicious, and after chatting for a while, I dispersed.

At the family banquet that night, Master Zhang had to teach his son a lesson, and Mrs. Zhang had to ask for warmth, Zhang Cheng dealt with it decently, but Bi Luo saw great pain from his calmness, like pressing his feet on a branding board, and he had to take a leisurely stroll. What happened to Brother Cheng? She was in a hurry, and she couldn't ask. If he doesn't answer her gaze, she can't jump past everyone and pounce on his knees to ask, the so-called upbringing.

She wasn't like that before. In the past, she could say whatever she wanted and rush over what she wanted, Zhang Cheng taught her to cultivate, so that she was a good girl, and only her brother liked it.

Okay! For his sake, she endured. The fire he kindled in her heart, and she endured it for his sake. Anyway, there is a deadline for burning, and when it is quiet at night and no one disturbs, it should be possible to speak, right?

She really didn't expect that as soon as dinner was over, Zhang Cheng said that he would go over to visit Tang Jinping.

If it weren't for Mrs. Zhang, Bi Luo couldn't help it here, and she was about to jump! Mrs. Zhang was very reluctant to stroke her son's shoulder and said, "I came all the way, I didn't say anything, so I want to say it at this time?" The tone is pityfully soft, but it is really an outright opposition.

Zhang Cheng, who has always been very filial, didn't seem to hear his mother's complaints, and said with a smile: "I forgot something, just go back." ”

Mrs. Zhang felt that it was only her son's shell that was smiling, and that there was something else secret under his shell, boiling or cold, hidden, like all men, men were always arrogant and separated themselves from women, and they left all the trivial matters of life to women to take care of, but as soon as they touched the mysterious spiritual core, which was said to be peculiar to men, they shrank up and condensed their shells, and any temptation would be regarded as an offense against transgression. Her son, in this moment, is like all men.

So she withdrew her hand and didn't dare to say more. As for her husband, in order to make his son a good man like him, he has always not talked much about small things, and let his son decide for himself. Zhang's family is a little bit away from the Tang family, so let's visit, the matter can't be smaller, and I don't even have to bring the nursing home, and a few mothers-in-law hugged and protected it.

Inside the Tang Mansion, Tang Jinping is in trouble! The single woman I met in the mountains, the floating lady, is a good person, and it's always weird! Zhang and Tang's family came to welcome their children, but she somehow stuck to the back of the team and didn't leave, and somehow she came and went, and hooked up with Mrs. Tang. She pointed out some ways for Mrs. Tang to maintain her health and beauty, Mrs. Tang was empowered, and said something about rouge powder, Mrs. Tang opened her eyes and hated to see each other late, so she immediately wanted to keep her to live with her, and slowly practice the methods she taught. Tang Jinping was anxious: Such a woman of unknown origin is just close to him, what should I do if I stay at home and hurt my mother? Before she could say anything, Fu Niangzi excused herself, saying that the family was originally selling medicine, she did not accept Ji Qiu, and she only made up her mind to open an incense shop, and it was inconvenient to stay in the Tang family: "I am more loving to Mrs., but the concubine is reckless, and I will soon have to make a signboard to do business. ”

Every word is for the sake of others! What a lovely boy. Mrs. Tang's eyes were wet, and she was worried about what she said, although she was too polite, after all, there was some truth, so she didn't insist on keeping her, but just cleaned up an old house nearby for her and asked her to rest for the time being, and made an appointment that she would come to work for Mrs. Tang in the future.

Zhang Chengcheng visited at this time. He intercepted the floating lady.

"Yo!" When the floating lady saw Zhang Cheng at first glance, she was very surprised and happy, "Childe is back?" ”

Tang Jinping felt that this was inappropriate. Didn't Zhang Cheng and him go back to the city a long time ago? At this time, Zhang Cheng came to the door, but he was a guest and did not call him home. The floating lady has always been familiar, how can this sentence be said upside down!

Zhang Cheng, however, evidently felt that there was no more appropriate greeting than this, and a shy and, if his manners allowed him to express such emotions, a smug smile appeared on his face. What he had to do was quite urgent, because his forehead was wrinkled, forming anxious lines, but he still saluted and greeted Madam Tang and Tang Jin first, and gave a logical explanation of his intention.

He said he still felt lightheaded. On the way back to Hwaseong, Fu Niangzi once mentioned that she had a kind of herb that calmed her nerves.

"The floating lady knows so much!" Mrs. Tang was immediately amazed.

"The recipe passed down from my father......" Fu Niangzi said politely, and her tone was not as smooth and perfect as before. Zhang Cheng was so interested in her, her pleasure and curiosity couldn't help but flicker in her eyes, she glanced at Zhang Cheng from head to toe, and took out a sachet from her arms, light brown fabric, like the color of autumn bark, nothing was embroidered on it, but it was sealed with gold thread, and it still revealed a faint fragrance: "There are six Qiongzhou white plums, borneol, and comfrey here, which can calm the nerves, but if you smell it for a long time, it may have a depressing effect on some functions...... For Zhang Gongzi, this may be the desired effect, right? ”

The last two sentences are inaudible. Tang Jinping squeezed to her side regardless of etiquette before he heard it clearly. Mrs. Tang was very disapproving of her son's presumptuous actions, and coughed at the moment, and Zhang Cheng's face was slightly red, this red was like a fire, and it was about to ignite him, Tang Jinping could almost smell the power of the burning, but Zhang Cheng quickly held the sachet tightly in his palm and pressed it into his sleeve, the flame was pressed down, and his cheeks returned to their original jade color. The floating lady urged him: "Son, turn around quickly, otherwise you will scare the worried nightbird bird." Mrs. Tang didn't understand, but a noble lady like her has always refused to admit that she has something she doesn't understand. She smiled politely, thinking: It must be a provincial witticism, and there is no doubt that people should be persuaded to return home early. It was indeed late, and she also asked Zhang Cheng to go back. So Zhang Cheng said goodbye to the Tang family elegantly, and Fu Niangzi thanked Mrs. Tang for the placement and went to the next room to rest. When the door was closed, Mrs. Tang reprimanded her son with a straight face: "Why did you go to the floating lady's side?" ”

Tang Jinping is by no means the most prodigal one among all the sons and brothers in Huacheng, but it is enough to see, his mother suspects that he has moved the intestines of the floating lady, and it is really not a condescension to him. And Tang Jinping couldn't explain to his mother: he was a prodigal and looked like a drunk, but in essence he was just a thirsty and hot person, because he was always thirsty, so he had to keep drinking, and others thought he was a drunk, but in fact he was just greedy for a certain mouthful of ganlin, if that sip was drunk, it would be good, but he couldn't drink it...... He sighed. In any case, the floating lady is not his mouthful.

Mrs. Tang was still chattering, persuading her son to be well-behaved, to be obedient, to cherish herself, to worry her mother, and finally persuaded her son to go to bed early. Tang Jinping yawned and obeyed her last sentence.

As for Zhang Cheng and Fu Niangzi...... He hugged the pillow and thought hazyly, observe it for a while, and then come back to it.

At that time, it was the first shift.

Everyone fell asleep, it was Hai, Biluo had been waiting, waiting for the first shift, waiting for Hai, waiting until everyone was lonely, she went around to Zhang Cheng's window, and popped up the window lattice with her nails: Tuk, Tuk.

He had promised her that when she called him so, he would come out. It was their pact, starting at the age of twelve.

There was silence in the green screen. Biluo flicked three times, and then three times, lowered her hand, and turned to walk away, before the two window panels opened silently.

"Little Losh." Zhang Cheng was drenched in sweat, as if he had fought with a giant dragon, and called her, like pity and sigh. The moonlight shone faintly, and his eyebrows and eyes were as handsome as bamboo shadows.

can understand the code, he is still a brother! Bi Luo hurriedly threw her whole body on the windowsill: "Brother Cheng-"

Zhang Cheng took a step back.

When others avoided her, he hugged her and convinced her that there was someone here who loved her and needed her. At least one of them! Now, this person has also retreated? Bi Luoxin fell into the ice cellar, but her eyes were so bright that she was about to burst into flames: "Brother Cheng!" ”

"You go back." Her fire burned Zhang Cheng's heart, and he said sharply while holding his chest.

This time it was Bilo's turn to step back: "You want me to go back?" ”

Zhang Cheng didn't even have the strength to speak, he just nodded.

Billo laughed, her mouth grinning wide, not at all like her. She smiled as if she was going to vomit out her heart, strange, but still beautiful, even more beautiful than all these cautious appearances. "You don't care about me anymore," she ripped out the words of despair like a string of scars on display, "you promised me that you would be very careful to protect me, and you promised me that I would be very happy in the world, so that I would follow you, otherwise—"

"Shh Zhang Cheng hurriedly stopped her, his tone was not necessarily much better than hers, "Shut up, you don't know at all-"

"You're murdering me!" Biro screamed, not like human language, as if a huge night bird had swept through the air and scratched its wings. The wind blew fiercely, tearing her black hair into seaweed in the raging waves; The raindrops flew sideways, marking a terrifying mess.

Zhang Cheng also rose from the dark clouds, the same as Biluo, even thicker than her, the ink was so thick that it seemed to shine from the dark light in the night, a string of dark and bright clouds like bubbles spit out by fish in a deep pool, cheerfully and resolutely rose up, converging the gale and the rain, and dancing out of the cheerful dance steps. It's free now.

Bi Luo opened her mouth wide: "Wait a minute, this is-"

The clouds didn't wait. It was going to devour her, like a hungry mother tarantula devouring her own child. "Go back, go back!" It seems to be saying this. The wind is more urgent, the rain is louder, and there is a vast whistling in the four fields, looking for something. Biluo's limbs and bones, from the muscles and bones to the blood, are boiling in response. Get back! She can go back. There is no restraint, no repression, nothing unspeakable, unreasonable, unclear, unseeing, unbelievable, only wind and fire, running and singing, she can go back! And so her dark clouds swelled terribly. The dark clouds became one, and pressed down on her intimately: "Follow me." ”

Zhang Cheng's pale and pained face flashed behind the clouds.

The fangs stabbed into her lower lip, and a wisp of blood ran down the corner of Biluo's mouth. "I'll stay here." She replied clearly. The clouds shook and dispersed. The summer insects chirped lonely, and the moss in the corners of the walls was dry and fluffy. The wind and rain only wet a small part of their footing, but other than that, there was no damage.

Dozens of feet away, the floating lady closed the window door with a smile. "The lady is not sleeping yet, what are you watching?" was entrusted by Mrs. Tang to take care of her mother-in-law, and asked strangely.

"A finch fights," she contented, "rare, quite wonderful." ”

Like when they were children, Bi Luo and Zhang Cheng held hands and went back to the house. They know they need to go a little faster. Although this time, they were all so weak that they were almost exhausted, but they couldn't slow down. The sound of thunder and wind and rain will always alarm others. The old mother came to see them, and when she saw them sleeping peacefully in her bed as if nothing had happened, she scratched her head, thinking that it was just the sound of the wind blowing in the woods, or just her nightmare, and that it had nothing to do with them.

When the old mother left, she closed the door for Zhang Cheng.

When her footsteps withered, Zhang Cheng opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Biluo's face on the edge of the bed. The door didn't move, and he didn't ask Bilo how she got in, but he greeted her softly.

She reached into the covers and took his hand. His hands were weak and cool, and hers was as hot as a small beast. She already knows. A secret between the two of them: a part of her abandonment behind her, chased after her, and used his shell. "It hurts, doesn't it?" She asked in a whisper.

"It's much better than when I was sick," he replied, "and thank you for saving me." ”

A shy shadow swept over Bi Luo's face: "Actually, I don't mean to save you......" The other free hand grabbed a lock of Zhang Cheng's hair, wrapped it between his fingers, and wrapped it into a vine: "I'm still there?" ”

"It's it," Zhang Cheng corrected, "it's not you." I'll protect you, 'it' can't take you away. ”

"It's 'me.'" Bi Luo smiled weakly, "Brother Cheng, you know that's me too." ”

Zhang Chengcheng stopped talking, and Bi Luo whispered: "Are you unhappy? That's 'it' - how did it get tangled with you? ”

"I passed through Luluo Mountain, it was me who was careless," Zhang Cheng didn't want to talk more, "Biluo, you have grown up." ”

"Oh?" Bi Luo looked at the dim roof, her eyes shining in the dark, a little green, not cold, like a glowworm in the wrong season.

"Your father—we lost you in the Green Pothos Mountain, you're six years old, and you're almost dead now." Zhang Cheng reminded her.

"It's been eight years since you brought me back." Bilo grinned, apparently believing that the latter time coordinate was more important, revealing two rows of teeth as a small white stone of crystal. Zhang Cheng's hair was still wrapped around her fingers, and she unconsciously let go, and it rolled up, with a soft and beautiful elasticity. Brother Cheng is so good-looking, she was fascinated by the thought, there are such beautiful and elegant creatures in the world, so it is worth staying in the world. She skipped his next sentence. It was like a fish, and it was okay to slide over, but it made a splash of water, which wet her ears and made her feel uncomfortable, and she frowned and asked, "What?" ”

"You're looking for your mother-in-law, Bilo." Zhang Cheng repeated.

Bi Luo knew what these words meant, but she didn't understand them. "I don't want to live somewhere else."

"It's not another home, it's going to be your home, and that's going to be your real home, you—"

"I'll marry you."

She said this without thinking. Didn't she know what it would do to him? Of course, she had mentioned it before, when they were both young, and he thought she was ignorant. Now she is still an ignorant child, and he can no longer think about it. Thinking of her vigorous body wearing the bride's red dress, her vibrant lips dyed with the bride's red color, the red hijab covering her hot black eyes, after the hijab was lifted, her skirt could also be untied, the red candle of the dragon and phoenix was burning, her mature honey-colored smooth skin, and her burning body......

He will burn, and the wild beast will tear his body and crawl out. Then she will be taken away, taken back to the mountains. He can't suppress his desires, so he has no position to protect him.

His throat was dry and he ordered: "Go away." ”

Her shoulder flashed back with an injury, but luckily no clouds rose this time. He grabbed the sachet and pressed his face. The neat golden thread shows the power of the world, the mountains and fields are far away, and the treated Bai Meixiang suppresses his desire, and he can finally persuade her softly and rationally: "You can marry a very good man." There are many people who are better looking than me, more literary than me, more promising than me, and know how to please girls better. I will help you find it, you must find a safe person, you will not regret marrying him, and you will have a few lovely children with him. You will love your husband and children, and with your husband, you will teach your children to understand the world and live their lives. You will be happy in this life. ”

"Happiness." Biluo chewed these two words vigorously, like chewing iron broad beans.

"yes." Zhang Cheng nodded, wanting to say something more, but Bi Luo interrupted him: "Brother Cheng, don't you think the words in the world are very strange?" Like a table or a chair, you lead me to them and tell me what it means, and I understand it, and then I look back and they change their appearance, and I don't know them anymore, but you have been patiently teaching me, and I know them, and I will recognize them when they change their appearance. But what are the other things, like joy, contentment, relief, happiness? They don't look like them. You led me here and there, trying to teach me, but either I don't have good eyes, or they become so fast that I don't recognize them. ”

"Not this time," Zhang Cheng felt soft guilt in his chest, "I will bring you to happiness." You'll recognize it when you see it, I promise. ”

Biro stared at him warily. It's really hard to be wary of someone like Brother Cheng - but out of the beast's instincts, her cold hair stood on end, as if she was approaching the edge of a cliff, and someone was still holding her hand and urging her to close her eyes and move forward? - But, well, since it's Cheng Brother, or maybe she's mistaken.

"I promise." Zhang Cheng promised her again.

Biro went back with his assurance, and no one knew what had happened that night. But there was some wild beast that screamed all night in a sullen and miserable way.

At dawn, a girl in the Tang family finally failed to survive dystocia and died with the child. It's the big girl who once pulled Tang Jinping back from the dog hole, and her thighs were tight. She had a baby a few years ago, and she was pregnant at the end of last year. The kid would beat her, and she sometimes complained to the master with blue eyes, and the master scolded the kid while comforting her: "Women are like this, and it will be fine in the future." ”

As a result, she didn't make it to "later".

Tang Jinping was very emotional about this thing for some reason, as if it portended something. Later, he remembered that when Zhang Cheng insisted on putting on clothes for Biluo, who was like a wild monkey, he also comforted: "It's okay if you don't get used to it now, it will be fine in the future, it's all like this." ”

It's hard to say that the person who consoles is a bad person, but some people really don't have a chance to "get better in the future".

When he was thinking like this, Tang Jinping was moved by himself, and he wanted to talk to Zhang Cheng in detail, but unfortunately he didn't have time, because Mrs. Tang did her duty as a good owner and was busy helping the big girl deal with the aftermath; And Master Tang suspected that Shangfu Niangzi was the fugitive concubine of a big family, and was busy doing his duty to investigate the beginning and the end. If Tang Jinping is only eight years old, his parents are too busy to take care of him, he will be idle, but unfortunately he is now more than eighteen years old, Mrs. Tang pulled him to show the kind gesture of "Shao Dongjia", and Master Tang pulled him to familiarize himself with the process of ushering in the send-off, knife and pen, and he was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground.

When the eldest girl was buried, Fu Niangzi was also proved not only not to be a concubine, but also to seem to be the old friend of the Marquis of Dongting. There is a big difference between concubines and good friends, you see, although the status of the latter seems to be lower than the former, but if the former escapes, he must be arrested and killed, and the latter goes to the field to do business, but officials from all over the country have to take more care.

Tang Jinping thought it was incredible, how could a barbarian demon girl become a nobleman's confidante? But it's none of his business. He still goes to the teahouse for recreation.

The news that Zhang Cheng was looking for a good brother-in-law for himself was scraped into Tang Jinping's ears from this place.

Tang Jinping was so angry, he didn't drink tea, he didn't drink wine, he didn't listen to silk, and he didn't appreciate bamboo, so he got up and came to Zhang Cheng's theory.

He didn't find Zhang Cheng, the girl Chunyi sent him away, and he didn't dare to let him know, even Miss Biluo was gone.

Chun Yi's eyes were so anxious that she trembled: the young master didn't know where he went in a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, even the young lady was gone. The old lady asked, okay? She was busy asking people to look around: God, don't do anything! (To be continued.) )