Chapter 219: Sword Rain in the Rivers and Lakes, Clear Sky in the Temples (1)
In the early morning of the light rain, she stood under the apricot blossom tree, with a pair of bright eyes, quietly looking at the raining branches in her hands, and couldn't help but smile.
As soon as she looked up, she saw a drizzle of rain falling like a stream.
It's really the falling flowers who are independent, and the swifts are flying.
So, she closed her eyes for the time being, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was soaked in innocence.
Just like this, she expected that the one in her heart, wearing a robe and armor, would secretly walk behind her, smiling and teasing.
"You say, this delicate flower, compared with your appearance like this, is the flower more beautiful than the person, or the person is more delicate than the flower?"
Then, she would turn around, look at him impatiently, and then slowly lower her eyes, and say with a little sorrow.
"What's wrong with the country and the city? Extremely beautiful...... It's just a lonely self-appreciation! ”
And he, without saying anything, just looked deeply at her with his resolute and loving gaze.
Eventually, she would hand the flower branch in her hand into his, and then run away from him with her head down.
He also always remembered that the moment she turned around, a begonia red bloomed on her sideburns.
Now, in the drizzle of apricot blossoms, at this time, he will definitely not be like then, turned around for no reason, shouted her name in the rain, and asked her what she was running decently?
And then, paradoxically.
Does she feel that she is a martial artist, destined not to be able to read her three thousand tenderness, and to guess her exquisite thoughts......
No matter what, he will still grasp the flower branch in his palm as he did then, and look at it with fascination until ......
Until the drizzle carried the flying flowers and sprinkled them, until the raindrops gradually stopped, and the snow-white sky light illuminated the entire Qinhuai like a flame.
It's just that this time the rain is no longer a drizzle, but a broken curtain like teardrops.
And the scene is no longer Qinhuai, but Jingzhou.
Jingzhou, Xinghua City.
At the end of the year, the apricot blossom city seems to have entered the early spring season in advance, the north of the apricot blossom city, the near Jiling City to the north desert, the south, the wind to the long distance to Qinhuai, are all heavy snowfall, and here, it is heavy rain, endless.
This rain is a month.
After gently pinning the flower branch in his palm to the armor, he picked up the halberd, braved the wind and rain, and headed towards the depths of the long street.
Ten miles outside the apricot blossom city, Jinsong slope.
A tall, long-maned horse slowly stopped, shook its rain-soaked head, and splashed the grass everywhere.
The man on the long-maned horse, dark-skinned and burly, was covered with calluses on his hands that were holding the reins, and was covered in mink under his rain-drenched coat.
The man straightened the hat on his head, wiped a handful of rain that slid down his cheeks, and was a little embarrassed, and a scar on his forehead that was neither long nor short was inadvertently exposed.
Just as he was at a loss for what to do with the mist-shrouded mountain in the distance, a shepherd boy with a cow suddenly approached him.
"Kid, what are you doing?" The man called out to the shepherd boy.
The shepherd boy stopped, looked fixedly at the man on the horse, and for a long time, his round eyes flashed, and he seemed to be curious about the man's dress. He stood still, motionless, just muttering: "The one who is pulling the cow is naturally the one who herds the cow!" ”
The man's solemn eyes showed a little surprise, but he didn't expect that this child was not afraid of him. He nodded with a smirk, then pointed to the distant mountain peak with his index finger and asked in a solemn voice, "Do you see that mountain?" ”
The shepherd boy looked around and knew that he was referring to the black hump, so he said, "I see." What's wrong? ”
"What's behind the peak?" The man asked.
"Behind the mountain peak is an ancient city, originally called Xinghua City, which is quite lively, but half a month ago, the people there were slaughtered by the wind people, and now it is deserted, and the people in the nearby ten miles and eight villages now call it a ghost town." The shepherd boy replied.
The man stared at the mountain peak for a long time, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, nodded slightly, and then waved his hand, "Okay, let's go!" ”
He was planning to enter the city in his heart, and after a long time, in the afterglow, he noticed that there seemed to be a scalper who had been arching over to graze.
He looked at it and realized that the shepherd boy had not left.
I saw that the shepherd boy had a horrified face, and he looked like he wanted to say goodbye.
He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" ”
"I can't go to that ghost town! There are many ghosts floating inside, and at night, you can hear a lot of cries, which are strange and scary. Whoever passes through this place, as long as he enters the city, never goes out again. A little further on, you can see the Weiyang River outside the city, red, blood red. Anyway, the river is getting muddier and mudter day by day. Don't enter this city! ”
The shepherd boy said with a tight expression, and the raindrops wet his face, hanging from the corners of his eyes like tears.
The man couldn't help but sneer: "Child! You're so bold! Since there are ghosts, do you dare to come out and herd cattle alone? I'm not afraid of being captured by ghosts! ”
"I'm really not joking with you, there are really ghosts in this city, you can't get by!" The shepherd boy was in a hurry.
"If you have to go through this city, go west." The corners of his mouth twitched, and he pointed to the ink-stained mountains to the west, and continued: "To the west, over those two mountains, and then change to the waterway, it is the same. ”
"Oh, if I go around it, won't I go around until next year? You kid don't have any aura at all. The man pursed his lips and shook his head in disappointment. Stupid! ”
"Whew!" The shepherd boy was suddenly angry, and he raised his nose and said angrily at the man: "I kindly remind you! If you don't listen, forget it! Still swearing! Yes! Wherever you like, go wherever you like! Hum! ”
After saying this, the shepherd boy pulled the greedy ox with all his might, and walked away without looking back.
The man's slanted gaze retracted with a sneer, and he sighed in his heart, the people of the enemy clan are really stupid!
Now that the news had been discovered, the man turned his horse around and went back to his life.
Halfway down the road, he suddenly became bored.
No, how did that stupid boy know that I was going in the direction of Qinhuai?