The scenery of Jiankang City at night can be described by the poem "The tide hits the empty city and the lonely return".

After all, it was only the capital of the Jin Dynasty after moving south, in this era, the economy of Jiangnan had just begun to develop, after experiencing the iron hooves of the Three Kingdoms and the Eight Kings Rebellion at the end of the Han Dynasty, not to mention this place, even the entire Central Plains became lifeless, let alone simply developed Jiangnan.

Today's Jiangnan does not have the prosperity of later generations, nor is it the beautiful scenery of Liu Yong's "three autumn laurels and ten miles of lotus". In Xie Xiaoman's view, which has memories of a thousand years later, this is more like a newly emerging development zone. The leaders of the city drew a circle on the border of Jiangzuo and built a government building, and everyone introduced that this was the new center of the city, but in fact, there was only a wilderness in the sight.

That's it.

Of course, Jiankang City can be more or less better than a piece of nothingness.

After all, it has been a lot since the Eastern Jin Dynasty moved the capital, and the calm in the war is enough for the people to recuperate.

Later generations of human beings always say that the animal with the strongest vitality in this world is Xiaoqiang, but in fact, the vitality of human beings is not much worse than Xiaoqiang.

No matter how much they experience war and pain, people who bear pain and misery will eventually cry and cry to live, whether it is in the clouds or in the muddy rice fields, there is vitality in the end, and it is beating.

Few people choose to commit suicide, no matter how colorless they are, no matter how empty their eyes are, no matter how they can't see the way forward.

Alive, this is the resilience of human beings, but in the land of the Central Plains, in the era of war like the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The performance is particularly prominent.

The tide hits the empty city and is lonely.

The tide is the moat.

The city is a healthy city.

It's the lonely ones who are most of the people in the city.

As for why he turned back, who can say?

Not far from Jiankang City. It is the Yangtze River, which is surging and flowing day and night.

On the other side of the Yangtze River, beside a burning cliff, someone stood in the wind.

This man looked like twenty-five or sixteen, dressed in plain white clothes, and fluttering in the wind.

He held a statue of wine in his hand and sprinkled it on the river. The tall figure is outstanding, and on such a cliff where the full moon and the tide exist, he is in a trance. If you are a fairy.

"Zhou Lang Chibi, it's a pity that things are not people." Murong Ke smiled slightly, and led the bottle to drink a cup of himself. Although it is a sigh. But there is not much sorrow.

"Now the red of this red cliff has withered to some extent."

Murong Ke is talking about the scenery in front of him, it is said that when the battle of Chibi was just over, the blood flowed and the Yangtze River was dyed red, and the cliffs on both sides were soaked in blood and fire for several days and nights, which dyed the cliffs red.

But now, the color of the red cliffs has long been gradually mottled. In particular, the place below the cliff wall near the current has almost been washed away by the river and restored its original color. Only on the top of the place, there is still a bloody color like a mess of cups and plates.

It won't be long before all of this red color will wither! As for Zhou Lang's great achievements, how many people can remember?

Murong Ke thought like this, and felt a little sad in his heart, but he still didn't really feel sad, but gradually exuded heroism.

The slightly thin figure, but the heroic posture was stirred up by the river water, and the tide of the Yangtze River was really different.

The tide hits the empty city and is lonely.

The tide is the great river to the east.

The empty city is a stone city with a wrong song, but Zhou Langgu is missing.

Loneliness is the outline of the great river flowing in the moon.

Hui is to rush to the sea and not return.

Murong Ke has a cup of Mingyue, a cup of Zhou Lang, and a cup of himself.

He was only twenty-six years old, but he felt that there were too many things in the world.

He had carefully calculated that if there were no twists and turns in the middle, the heavy things in his heart would probably be completed by the time he was fifty-seven years old.

Fifty years in the world, fifty-seven years is enough, but for him, it is obviously not enough.

Therefore, Murong Ke cherishes time extraordinarily, almost neurotic, which is something that everyone who knows him admits.

He used to sleep very little, two hours a day was enough, not because he slept too well, but simply because he had too much to do.

Military newspapers and political affairs are like snow flakes in Mt. Goryeo, and one carelessness is enough to bury the calf. All of this, he couldn't help but concentrate.

Although he is young, he has already carried too many burdens.

Although he was tall, there were too many things on his shoulders to resist.

But today, Murong Ke, who was so busy, actually took some time out to come to the top of the red cliff and drink.

On the blood-red day of autumn, Murong Ke was surrounded by burning red cliffs in front of him and blood-colored maple forests behind him, and his heart was still blood-colored.

He was waiting for someone in Chibi, waiting for a very important person.

The people he was waiting for would come from the south, so he looked south, at the other side of the Yangtze River.

The person who can make Murong Ke take time out of his precious time to wait is naturally a person who is worth waiting for.

It's just that this person naturally won't come tonight.

"General, go back late at night, it's really bad for your health to blow a cold wind here."

General Pi stepped forward, his expression was a little hesitant, obviously a little afraid of Murong Ke.

Murong Ke is very delicate and does not look like a martial artist. But he knew his past, so he was still afraid.

But in fact, Murong Ke is a very good-tempered person.

"Reasonable."

Murong Ke turned his head and smiled.

Behind him was the rising tide of the Yangtze River.

At this time, in such a night, it is not only the red cliffs of the Yangtze River that are surging up, nor only the moat of Jiankang City, but also a person in a small box in a three-in, three-out courtyard in Jiankang City.

Huan Wen looked at the "scenery" in front of him, as calm as him, almost choked on his own saliva, and in order to hold back, his face was flushed for a while.

He is also a master who would rather starve to death than be ashamed, and at this time he even maintained a posture of holding his arms and beating him, but his eyes couldn't help but stick to Xie Xiaoman's lips...... Oh no. What is so beautiful about Xie Xiaoman's lips? It's better to be Liu's, more or less a beauty.

But it doesn't matter, because Xie Xiaoman and Liu's lips have been completely attached to each other, and they are not separated from each other.

Regardless of each other...... Huan Wen burst out of this word in his head, only to feel that his brain was hot, and he almost had a nosebleed.

As for Xie Xiaoman, she doesn't have time to care what Huan Wen thinks now.

The reason why she kissed Liu's mouth was not because of the coincidence that her arm couldn't support it, and it wasn't because she really had Lily's mind. Instead, she felt the ghost energy in Liu's body, and suddenly thought of a way to remove the "tumor" without "surgery"!

After all, ghost qi is not a tumor, and it is not the only way to cut it.

Although she Xie Xiaoman blessed her body, she was still a woman after all.

The root of this ghost qi is in the "bayberry" in Liu's body. "Yangmei" will go to find another host before Liu's body runs out of oil and the lamp is dry.

So, if you attract "bayberry" to your body, won't everything be solved?

Even if there is still a small amount of ghost qi remaining in Liu's body, it is a simple matter, and the problem can be solved by taking the incense ash of any temple, after all, "bayberry" is the big one.

In this way, the only problem is how to attract "bayberry" into one's body.

It is a simple and direct way to enter through the wound, after all, there is such a thing as ghost qi attached to people, and generally speaking, it relies on this.

But Xie Xiaoman just added the character of Zhen to himself, and its effect will take a while to dissipate, but the Liu family is likely not to last until that time.

If the wound doesn't work......

Xie Xiaoman looked at Liu's half-open and half-closed Dan lips, thinking about Huan Wen's sentence "Don't let such a young child lose his mother", and kissed Liu's lips fiercely.

So, this is the scene that made Huan Wen almost have a nosebleed.

However, for Xie Xiaoman, this situation really has nothing to do with Xiangyan.

As soon as his lips were pasted, Xie Xiaoman felt a throbbing of the "bayberry" in Liu's body, as if a person who had been hungry for seven or eight days finally saw bread, and pounced on it with lightning speed.

Almost in an instant, the "bayberry" broke free from the "spider web" it had laid in Liu's body, screamed and rushed out of Liu's mouth, and slammed into Xie Xiaoman's body.

Liu's hand wrapped around Xie Xiaoman's waist suddenly lost his strength at this moment and collapsed on both sides of his body.

Xie Xiaoman took advantage of the situation to sit up again, smashed it and said, "It seems to be a little sweet." ”

Huan Wen fell down again, but fortunately, he was quite stretched on the surface.

Xie Xiaoman only felt that the "bayberry" instantly opened the mode of opening teeth and dancing claws in his body, and began to spit out black ghost qi towards the internal organs in all directions, wanting to envelop his whole body.

At the beginning, Xie Xiaoman was just a little bit of ghost qi on the wound, which already made her feel refreshed, not to mention that now the whole "bayberry" has been swallowed?

Immediately, my body began to get hotter and hotter, and my brain became uncontrollable like mush.

Xie Xiaoman stood up and immediately fell softly.

"Hey! You're alright! ”

Huan Wen frowned when he saw this, and immediately stepped forward to support him.

Xie Xiaoman only felt a pair of slightly cool hands supporting her, and the slightest coolness entered her body, making her feel very comfortable, and she subconsciously wanted to stick it up, and her eyes looked at Huan Wen's face in confusion.

After all, Huan Wen is also a person with a wife and a concubine, feeling Xie Xiaoman's abnormal body temperature and heartbeat, and seeing the appearance of Fang Cai Liu, he doesn't understand what is going on. At this time, he was slightly stunned, and then his eyes darkened, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

He looked at Liu, who had completely calmed down, and then looked at Xie Xiaoman, who was hot in his arms, and said with a low smile: "You demon killer, how did you get rid of monsters on yourself?" ”

Now, Xie Xiaoman's brain is like paste, muddy. Although Huan Wen's words were in her ears, they seemed to come from outside the sky, and she listened to them in her ears, and it took a while to understand what they meant. (To be continued......)