Floating dreams in the world, half of the lonely city Chapter 35 The fetters of children in the past life are long story 6

Ye Meng rushed to Dongyang Slope without stopping, where she met Yuduo, in a tall building, "Ye Meng." Yuduo's familiar figure appeared in front of her, Ye Meng ran over with tears in her eyes, and jumped quickly between the buildings, "What's wrong with you?" Where is Jonan? Yuduo frowned.

"He flew away with his promise and may never be found." Ye Meng left tears sadly and leaned on Yuduo's shoulder. "Why is that?" Yu Duo looked at Ye Meng's face with tears falling.

"He's fallen into the middle of the storm." Ye Meng's words pierced Yuduo's heart, and in the face of these thorny words, Ye Meng suddenly fell to the ground. This night, they were full of sadness, accompanied by the lonely buildings, looking up at the merciless moon again, and the wind and rain.

"Yuduo, why are you alone on Dongyang Slope?" Ye Meng stared at the rising morning light, and a trace of warmth penetrated her heart.

"Actually, I ran away from home. Daddy, he can't get used to seeing me move by love and let you and Qiao Nan go again, I have to give up the task of being a killer, and my new career now is to go to the end of the world with you and go all over the world. Yu Duo said to Ye Meng with a smile on his face.

"And hasn't your father let us go?" Ye Meng said worriedly.

"Of course not, I'm very willful, he's very sad! So he made a few scarecrows every day to vent his anger! Yu Duo and Ye Meng were made to laugh.

"However, your father will be very worried about you, why don't you go back and see him!" Ye Meng calmed down and advised her.

"It makes sense, he's also my dad after all! Ah, it seems that the desire to go the world with you will not come true. I'd better learn the 100 virtues and filial piety taught by my friends first, and then come and hear about it! Yu Duo said with a little mischievous.

"What did you hear?" Ye Meng asked curiously. "Of course it's your true destiny! Isn't there another man along the way that appeals to you? "Yu Duo sighed.

"Everyone I meet is my friend, but in my heart I always agree that the only person in my life is Jonan, and whenever I see the moon on the edge of the storm, I will see Jonan appear in front of my eyes, he is the biggest moon in my heart." Ye Meng was so relieved that she picked up the shining Zhenbei necklace on her chest again and shed tears of excitement.

"Don't be sad, it will all pass, and Jonan will always stay in your heart, he will always be with you." Yuduo caressed Ye Meng's face and wiped her tears.

Suddenly, Ye Meng cheered up, and she said to Yuduo, "Goodbye!" Yuduo, maybe this is the last time we meet, I hope you can recover your fighting spirit and protect your family for the people, but after all, I have my own ideals, I am a wandering girl. ”

Then Ye Meng shouted loudly to the newborn sun: "Let the wandering girl Ye Meng follow the steps of the sun and embark on a new journey!" As soon as the words fell, she jumped on the road with her burden on her back, "Goodbye! Ye Meng. Yu Duo reluctantly waved her hand in a distant direction, and she shed tears of friendship.

Ye Meng bypassed the wind and rain and came to the white jade grassland, and the more the white jade spring water went to the grassland, the more it gradually turned into an icy water belt.

Then that's what happened in the White Jade Grassland - the love affair with Jian Nanxia in the past life, in this life and this life, he also protects her like Jian Nanxia, his name has not changed, and his heart has never wavered. Today, she still recalls that scene, and the sound in her ears is still beautiful, and the percussion echoes in her heart. As night fell, exhausted, she docked at a rock at the foot of the waterfall, and the water was pouring down. At this moment, she remembered her memory, the water dripping on the rock splashed her clothes, Ye Meng's heart had reached the point of being at ease, she immediately jumped into the waterfall, held the sword and practiced martial arts diligently, in order to travel the world. The fire roasted all night, the clothes were wet all night, the people dried all night, and the thoughts were missed all night. The night of Ye Meng's shower, who was naked, made her cheer up, put on the clothes of a chivalrous woman, and wrapped her in a package. The sword was stuck in the fish, Ye Meng puffed up her strength and rested on the fire for a moment, she stared at the spring and listened to the music. "Alright! It's time to go, hehe. Leaving the fish skeleton in the flameout, Ye Meng went straight to the populated place of the White Jade Grassland.

The sound of tambourines and wild horses galloping. Ye Meng gathered around the crowd to take a look, and was immediately crowded together. At this time, a familiar voice sounded: "Good apprentice, go to the ring and compete." His dashing strength immediately put Ye Meng's body on the waist among the several warriors in the ring, her eyes flashed the picture of his master, a thrilling scene, about to start a war, a strong man's voice screamed harshly: "Hey, use your sword immediately."

"Yes, there are still two more moments to look at the posture of the strong man! A thought welled up in her eyes: she had to take him down. A side flip kick of the chivalrous woman, a chest block of the strong man, and the dust on the soles of the shoes all bulged. Ye Meng jumped down from the air full of red flags, and used her sword, the white sword head circled around the scream of the bearded soldier several times, and in a moment, Ye Meng's kick broke through the aura and stabbed the Si Ren's chest, at this time, the gray mist dispersed, and her sword was facing the man's eyes in the sky. Ye Meng put up the handle of the knife, stood up, and said, "You should admit defeat."

The strong man patted his chest angrily and said, "What kind of sword are you playing?" What kind of tricks are you dancing?"

Ye Meng frowned, and said tightly: "I am playing with a sword, and I am dancing with a sword."

"Ahh What is the basis for this? Pun said.

Ye Meng deliberately went too far and said: "The following competitions can be distinguished."

And he said, "Then why do you say the sword?"

The master stood and smiled, and Ye Meng said, "What kind of person I deal with, what kind of sword will become." Then for you, a strong man, I have to use the sharpest knife to stab you in the vital point! "Oh! I see, admire, admire. The strong man bent down, bowed, and descended like a bull.

In fact, that was a false move, Ye Meng thought to himself, such a sword theory is not the same, and smiled a few times.

When he saw his new opponent, he held his breath again, and was faced with a heroic person, not a sassy person, and said: "It's just a female streamer, why bother, look at my move, and defeat you." The Hairgra was also holding a sword, the body of which was shining in a bronze glow from the strong sunlight. I couldn't open my eyes when I saw her, but through the light and shadow of the sword man, I seemed to understand something. Her brow relaxed a little, much more cheerful. Then she dropped her sword, and sprinted like a feathered arrow, and she leaned back and got into the other side of the boy's crotch, and kicked him sideways, and she leaned down to probe the boy's expression, and saw that the little hairdresser, whom the brother called the boy, was a little surprised.

He still lay there still, but his mouth was open: "But the first time I met a supernatural person like you, I really admitted defeat, huh...... You are still the first woman who dares to pass under a man's crotch, you are a real chivalrous woman. "After all, there is only one opponent left. At the last moment, the most tense and enthusiastic part was breathless.

A woman on the stage played. Ye Meng was facing this woman full of hot cells, it was cold just now, and now it is hot, it is completely different at this time, Ye Meng thought like this, a sentence suddenly relieved her, and the woman's red rhyme was like a hot sun coming towards her, "Little woman, don't make a move?" ”

"No, I don't want you, my last fancier, right now?"

"What? It's a pity I didn't let you. At this point, the hot clothesman's anger rose to the extreme. Her cold whip was so hard that it was almost close to her face, Ye Meng picked up the sword again, flew towards the end of the woman's arm, and suddenly the hot clothes man said: "It's useless, this is made of silk." Then with a smile, his arm flashed, and he dodged another attack from Ye Meng. "Otherwise, let's fly and try." Ye Meng turned his mind and used the move under the waterfall at that time, his hair was painful, he spread his wings with a smile, and all the power in the air was gushed out by Ye Meng as a spring, spraying directly into the gap in the wing's body and rushing to the ground. When the hot-clothed man landed, she was beaten to the ground, and the place where she sat was shattered by the sword's current.

"Oh, I'm so tired! The light work is not as good as the little master of the year. The hot-clothed man sighed.

"This is the end of the ring competition on the white jade grassland, a few warriors on the grassland, welcome, welcome." At this time, the old patriarch was asking for a plaque to be hung one by one, engraved with the names of the bearded man, the flowing hairman, and the hot clothed man, and continued: "There is a little girl here! It can be regarded as letting us see the ability of the Central Plains people, and here the three grassland warriors can hold a good hospitality ceremony. Ye Meng, who was standing in the audience, hooked up with his master Jian Nanxia's broad and stiff shoulders, and asked him one by one about his journey to the grassland.

The crowd slowly dispersed, and the applause that followed continued one after another, and the warriors in the grassland held a jousting event in the ring. Ye Meng was once again squeezed out of the crowd, the master let go of her hand, rode a horse tied to the edge of the ring, and immediately came, the rope was far behind, the long whip was held by his hard hand, Ye Meng listened to his call like a daughter enthusiastically following the horse behind him, and immediately stepped on his father's strong back, hugged him deeply with his hands, and leaned on his flowing emanation with his head, and when everything was ready, he also took his precious sword, and ran to their respective tents.

Dismounted, Ye Mengning looked at Jian Nanxia's deep eyes, and at the same time, a song sung by a woman floated out of the tent. The master said, "Go in!" Look at my bride. The deep red tent hung on both sides of the inner room, and a huge fragrant fruit plate was sitting in the center, and a little further forward, a deep and bright bronze mirror was reflecting the rosy cheeks of a lady, and then her husband smiled at her, "You are here too, Ye Meng, when it comes to your master's concern, it should have been on the black horse he was riding!" ”

Ye Meng froze his calm and plain silhouette, did not speak, and then said, "Master! You really shouldn't have abandoned me then, and Qiao Nan ......" and tears flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"I'm in deep pain right now, don't bother me." Ye Meng burst into tears, a burst of pain, and the sourness suddenly surged into her heart, ran out of the account, squatting on the grass, she let the wind and sand of late spring sweep away, although soft, but with the strength of the beginning of summer.

"I understand what you're thinking right now—your Jonan, your gone, all you've had." The lady came to her side, a soft grass wave collapsed, her voice contained the kind of ice contained in the white jade spring in the grassland, and the heat came down slowly, the words were straightforward and to the point, cold and profound.

"How do you know?" Ye Meng was surprised.

"I quietly read the letter you brought to your master, it was an accident, you can't blame him."

"I know...... How could I not understand. ”

"Your tears will also tolerate this necessity, everyone has to go through this process, just like the night before, suddenly he came, your Master Jian Nanxia. But no matter what, the original memories are the most cherished and lingering. ”

Ye Meng asked rhetorically: "So, can you not be nostalgic for your most beautiful lover?" You're going against your will to make a bet?"

The woman in front of her is named Bai Ruyu, she is the master's childhood sweetheart, Ye Meng saw her several times when she was a child, when she had a bond with another man other than the master, later, Ye Meng heard that the man was empathetic and not in love, and Bai Ruyu and the master had a vow to each other, that is-if it was the year of the establishment, and the two parties did not talk about marriage, then the two of them would stay together for a lifetime from then on.

Thinking of this bet, Ye Meng laughed shallowly.

At this time, Bai Ruyu smiled the most on her brow, like a flower in the sun, yes, this is a bet, but she has not said a word that she is unwilling to keep this promise with him, it is that stupid Jian Nanxia Master is still confused, how can she not like him.

Looking back at their confessions, the long night came quietly, and this night, Ye Meng was still thinking: "He passed away." She said that this night, the lady opposite her put on a silk dress with dark blue ink dyed and snow lotus motifs for her after bathing, and outside the tent, the young men were full of anticipation. This night is like the beginning of winter urging people's hearts, so cold, so cold, the future is always more terrifying than what has come, Ye Meng thought so. "If you put on a white cotton coat, it won't look so cold."

The light shimmered on the white cloth with the light of fire, and in front of the lamp, the lady of Jian Nanxia was looking at him outside the lamp - her expression was like the moon, and her eyes were like snow in her eyes. After she put on such a white wedding dress for the person in her eyes, she said to Ye Meng with joy: "Go out of the tent quickly!" Let's dance the lively open fire with the boys! Ye Meng touched the treasure shell in front of her with the tips of her fingers, like a sharpened plum blossom, and the milky fragrance by the bath bucket was fascinated by her heart, and it also quietly exuded a dark fragrance from her fingers. So, I'll dress you again tomorrow, are you ready to leave tomorrow?" The woman asked, her hair draped in her eyes, looking dashing but sad. "I've planned this for a long time, and when I wait until tomorrow, I'll pay homage to my aunt." At this time, it was no longer a sad expression, the corners of Ye Mengmei's red lips were full of smiles, and the tacit cooperation between them was seamless. A large grassland bag was divided into two pieces, and Bai Ruyu walked to the other side of the candlestick with clear steps, and walked to the other side of the candlestick, which was hanging out under the night sky.

Although the night was so silent, Ye Meng did not feel lonely in his heart at this moment. Ye Meng, who was outside the tent on the other side, did not dance the open fire according to her aunt's wishes, and followed the grassland warriors who surrounded the open fire to have fun. The bright moon she saw with her eyes may be an illusion on the edge of the cliff, she has never been reunited with some of the people she was looking forward to, her parents or Qiao Nan...... But the light she felt only from the bottom of her heart at this moment was enough to pass through the truest thoughts in her mind, and somewhere, they must be waiting for her.

At last it was time to say goodbye, she was a little unstable in her heart, what scared her, the thick shelter bag, from this time, for a moment, the silk shadow caused by a ray of sunlight through the thin window curtain, a trace of her intertwined and confused complex, outside the window will only be her thoughts. In front of the bronze mirror, she was a little reluctant, reluctantly thinking about another person's tender face besides herself, and this person also looked a little thoughtful.

Bai Ruyu looked, with white as jade, thin as green onion fingers gently pinched Ye Mengmo's black fine hair, until it was coiled, separated into a section, combed into a tight bundle of plum blossom-shaped braids attached to this person's smooth forehead, with a simple outfit to make the same as the weathered face bones and curved eyebrows show off the crisp and neat complement each other, Aunt Bai Ruyu in front of the mirror cautiously manipulated the knots of blue hair, her floating hair-like broken hair was carefully taken care of by the mother in front of her, and the wooden comb scattered a knot of miscellaneous hair step by step. The person who combed in front of her found a hairpin named Qingyuhe in the hair ornament plate with fluttering hair, and at this time, the rising sun covered the yellow rhyme of her black hair, and she left a crystal glistening tear in front of the mirror, which was so sweet and bitter that it made people greasy, so that she had to get up and say excitedly: "Get up quickly!" I had to go. Throwing down a strand of hair, she turned around and walked out, and saw her only car, which must have been sent here by the master, patting it on the shoulder, and it stared at her affectionate eyes, this horse's name is Heixue, it is a stallion that has been 10 years old, it is a meeting gift from the master on the day he met her, and seeing this horse is like seeing the master.

A person came from behind her, a woman with the kind of icy and hot intertwined attributes of Bai Yuquan, they stared at each other enthusiastically, each other's faces gradually got closer to each other, breathing each other's familiar breath rapidly, feeling the beating heart on the chest, listening to its enthusiasm every second, Ye Meng's nose was sour, raised his eyes, and said, "Can I call you a mother, Aunt Ruyu?"

"Well, don't forget to have a mother like me at any time." Bai Ruyu said warmly.

"Mother." It's really like feeling tears when you feel it, and you hate to say goodbye to birds.

The sun suddenly became stronger, and the tears that flowed in the eyes just now had gradually dried up. The sun shone on the strong man on the grassland, and it was hot and hot, so that the jaw that loved tears lost its place to rely on, and the shoulders of the two became stretched.