Chapter 387: The Dead Are Like Si

|||--When Bo Ying heard this, his face became even more angry, and then he was indifferent: "Last month, you were ordered to protect Miss He, but you caused her to go missing; Just a few days ago, you were ordered to visit the demon queen in Lixiang Palace, but not only did you return in vain, but your whereabouts were revealed; Now, you have been ordered to take care of the labyrinth, and you have caused the lotus girl to be injured like this. As the saying goes, you can't repeat it again and again, Yingluo, you say it yourself, are you right or wrong, should this king reward you for your merit or punish you? ”

Yingluo said miserably: "My subordinates have high hopes, please punish my king." ”

Bo Ying said coldly: "This king doesn't ask you, only your husband!" As he spoke, he looked at Tianquan.

Tianquan's face fused, his body and mind trembled, he knelt on the ground, and bowed upward: "Tianquan has no way to teach his wife, please take my king's responsibility." ”

Qinghe saw that Yingluo was in trouble, and remembered that she was virtuous and gentle, kind to others, and could not suffer innocently because of herself. ”

Bo Ying looked at Qinghe, his face instantly softened, and he couldn't help but smile slightly: "Qinghe, tell me, how can I repay virtue with resentment?" ”

Qinghe had an idea: "Boyi is a genius in the world, a genius in the world, and he will help you make suggestions and set up organs, which is really a big contribution." Not only that, but it also helps you rescue Zhongsheng. But if you hurt his daughter for no reason, will you not take revenge? What's more, Sister Yingluo is just a woman, but you have to force the responsibility, it is you who are not thoughtful, but you come to shirk the responsibility. ”

Bo Ying laughed loudly: "Qinghe, well said!" It's just that you don't know, to help Boyi and save Zhongsheng, it's not me who begs him, but he begs me. Besides, if his daughter is not doing well, shouldn't I discipline him? ”

Qinghe was indignant in his heart, his little face turned white, and his mouth was disgusted: "Lord, Yingluo and I are close friends." If you mutilate my friend, I will hold a grudge for the rest of my life. When the time comes, your green lotus garden and Ailiangong will be covered in vain. ”

Bo Ying's face was overjoyed, he glanced back at Tianquan, and laughed loudly: "This is the second time Qinghe begged me, every time for Yingluo." The love letter she gave me at the beginning was full of Yingluo, and I ate it for several days. She is affectionate and righteous to Yingluo, far better than me. ”

Tianquan was overjoyed when he heard this: "Please also ask my king to be extrajudicial and give me a favor so that my husband and wife can make up for their mistakes." ”

Bo Ying turned his head and looked at Qinghe: "Qinghe doesn't know something, and those who become big things must be rewarded and punished clearly." I can't like what you like and hate what you do, and become black and white, right and wrong. ”

Qinghe pouted when he heard this: "My king, the first time I saw you, I knew that your future was limitless, and Wu Jun was none other than you." It's just that if you don't blame, how to be the king of tomorrow? ”

Bo Ying smiled faintly: "Mingjun will say it later, if you are disobedient and run around, Yingluo will not live with you, it is your fault." If you want to keep Yingluo, there is only one way, and that is to stay obediently and be honest and obedient. ”

Between speaking, he no longer cared about Yingluo and Tianquan, but slowly approached Qinghe. While thinking about resetting the labyrinth mechanism, he said softly: "The sun is strong outside, and the wind is strong, so we might as well go home first." ”

Qinghe dodged three steps to the right, and laughed coquettishly: "Don't my king know?" I like to bask in the sun the most, and I also like to blow the mountain breeze, and I hate to live in mazes. ”

Bo Ying slowly approached, and his face became softer: "Qinghe, where do you want to go to the sun?" Where do you want to blow? Why don't you let me accompany you? ”

Qinghe secretly performed the method of "Pu Jia Wu Wei", and the acupoints of the forearm were solved, but even so, the arms were still sore and soft, and they could not operate flexibly.

Worried, he continued to move secretly to the right, and pointed to the left with his little hand: "That face is full of spring, the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, like a fairyland, move here, fluttering like a fairy." ”

Bo Ying looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, the green trees were verdant, the grass was green, and the scenery was beautiful. He jumped forward, stretched out his arms, and whispered, "The scenery there is really good, I'll go and sit with you." But you have to be obedient. ”

How could Qinghe be obedient, suddenly cast the "chasing the stars and catching the moon" method, turned sharply to the right, ran wildly, and shouted: "Yingluo run!" ”

Bo Ying is bent on catching Qinghe, where can he take care of Yingluo? Jumped up and grabbed it, but only grabbed one sleeve.

Qinghe struggled to struggle, but when he heard the "click", his clothes were torn.

Yingluo married her husband, loyal, knelt on the ground, did not dare to move at all, and watched the two of them leap rapidly in the southeast direction, with a stunned face.

Bo Ying's martial arts are several times higher than Qinghe, and if she wants to get out, she is naturally more than ascending to the sky.

Seeing Bo Ying bullying him, Qinghe was anxious, and he flew away, and the "whirlwind shadowless legs" attacked with lightning.

Seeing that the wind on his legs was fierce, Bo Ying dodged and said with a smile: "Qinghe, in just a few days, your martial arts have improved a few times." ”

Qinghe didn't care about talking to him, and after a kick, he took advantage of his avoidance, jumped like flying, and continued to sacrifice his life to run.

Bo Ying didn't dare to rush too much, lest she jump off the wall in a hurry. While chasing after him, he laughed loudly: "Qinghe, you slow down, there is an ethereal cliff ahead, if you accidentally fall down, you will be crushed." ”

Qinghe suddenly heard but did not hear, like an arrow off the string, rushing forward, a few ups and downs, and jumped out of a hundred feet.

As Bo Ying said, the strange rocks in front of him are craggy, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and if you don't distinguish things, you think it is a cliff. Listen to the bottom of the cliff, the sound of "boom rumbling" water, just like the sand and morning tide. After thinking about it, I had an epiphany in my heart: "It must be the water of the Guijiang River, which is tumbling down from Guicheng, and the hustle and bustle is rushing here." ”

The green lotus stood still on the edge of the cliff, the white clouds were misty and chasing the blue fall, and the green darkness was bottomless, and it was extremely dangerous.

Bo wins and worries

The heart was burning, and he was about to come over quickly, and he didn't dare to force it too much, so he forced himself to be calm, and smiled with a smile on his face: "Qinghe, don't scare me, come back quickly." ”

Qinghe looked down, and under the cliff was a deep canyon, which was a monstrous wave, a galloping and a noisy rapid. The height of the cliff and the urgency of the flowing water are more than that of the Wuhu River.

Although it was extremely terrifying, he longed for Ah Long, gritted his teeth, and his heart was horizontal: "Escape from Bo Win, already in this life." Goodbye Aaron, I just look forward to the next life. ”

Thinking of this, he smiled at Bo Yingyan: "The arrow is on the string, I have to send it." The cliff was in front of me and had to go down. If you don't fight today, when will you wait? ”

There was no hesitation, luck dantian, and leaped down.

Bo Ying was two or three feet behind her, and when he saw her jump suddenly, he was terrified and flew to the rescue.

He was like an arrow from the string, swift and incoherent, and flew to the edge of the cliff without hesitation.

But in the end, it was a step too late, and the green lotus was like a kite with a broken string, falling rapidly towards the Guijiang River rapids.

Bo Ying was in a hurry, and he slammed into the ground, hooking his feet to a bush on the cliff, and his body turned down, leaning over to grab her fluttering sleeves. Such a disregard for her life is already an extra risk, and if she makes a slight mistake, she will inevitably be taken into the deep valley and will never recover.

It's just that such a sacrifice of life is still in vain. The tips of his fingers will touch her long flowing hair, and she will feel that happiness is short-lived, and hope is fleeting.

When Bo Ying hung the vines upside down, a small, green shadow in his arms was thrown out and chased away by the green lotus.

In this way, Bo Ying saw Qinghe's body and the small blue shadow, and fell straight towards the torrent. In her imagination, the rolling Guijiang River covered her, and she and the jade flute disappeared without a trace.

This scene, this experience, is so familiar. The auspicious light that I want to keep the most will pass in an instant, and it will never be possible.

Everything was like sixteen years ago, but it will always be in his heart. Now that the experience has reappeared, it has made him even more broken.

I couldn't bear it, the pain was painless, I was heartbreaking, and I shouted: "Qinghe!" ”

The cry was extremely fierce, between the cliffs, in the valley, constantly vibrating and echoing.

With the long-lasting echo, tears blurred his vision, and a curling lotus shadow and a Tingting's lotus face appeared in front of him.

It was his green lotus, she was wearing long hair, barefoot, light sleeves flying, Luo clothes fluttering, skirt pouring, sweeping through the world.

Bo Ying threw himself on the cliff, sad, confused, and melancholy, which cannot be described in words.

It was not only the green lotus that fell into the torrent, not only his lover, but also his strongest heart of winning and losing, falling together, floating and sinking, fluttering and disappearing.

A voice rang through his heart and made him cry blood:

You left me, and you jumped and died. Disappear beneath the cliffs, disappear between the waves, disappear into the boom. Fade your lotus face, fade your lotus eyes, fade your lotus fragrance.

All that was left to me was hopeless memories and senseless regrets. There is only boundless sadness, boundless confusion, endless worries, and infinite trauma.

Bo Ying's thoughts swirled to the moment he touched the tips of her hair, so palpable. No, it can be touched but untouchable, born together and not dying together, loving but separating.

A lifetime of lingering, a lifetime of regret is too late.

Bo Ying threw himself on the cliff, hurting to the end of his soul, and stretched out his hands in a vain attempt to get back what he had lost.

Tianshu everyone jumped after him, seeing Bo Ying on the top of the cliff, their hearts were broken and sad, and they were all full of horror.

Everyone looked down, only to see the turbulent waterfall and the noise of the waterfall, only to hear the ice cliff turning stone and thunder. Listen to Bo Ying's crying blood and moaning:

The lotus is divided and falls in the valley. Lotus leaves, don't care about me. The heart is worried, and it is stationed. Chase the bird in the water, seek the fish edge tree.

The lotus is separated and falls in the valley. The lotus is scorching, and I am not willing to care. The heart is worried, and it is stationed. Flying with wings, but not on the same path.

The lotus is abandoned, floating in the valley. The lotus seeds are clear, and I don't care. The heart is worried, and it is stationed. Peerless beauty, half a life of bitterness.

The lotus escaped, and roamed in the valley. The lotus canopy is long, and I am not willing to care. The heart is worried, and it is stationed. The long river of life cannot be spent together.

The resentment of the lotus flies in the valley. Lotus root silk, don't care about it. The heart is worried, and it is stationed. Dream of distant mountains, but seek to protect each other.

Yingluo was heartbroken and blamed herself: "Lotus girl! ”

Bo Ying's face was solemn, like a dream to wake up, slowly stood up, and when he stood still, his murderous aura increased sharply, his palms were steaming, and he had clearly accumulated enough Dharma internal strength, and he was extremely angry, and he was about to strike a thunderous blow.

Everyone looked at each other, and they were all frightened.

Yingluo didn't run away, nor did she beg for mercy, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears: "Lord, Yingluo is derelict in her duties, let her be punished, and don't dare to say a word." ”

Tianquan knew that it was not good, his face was pale, the two trembled, "plopped", knelt down in front of his wife, and kowtowed upward: "My king, Yingluo's sin is unforgivable, I am one husband and wife with her, and I am willing to take it." ”

Bo Ying looked at the power of heaven, and the Dharma palm finally did not fall. After a long time, the feeling of grief and indignation turned into a light breeze: "Yingluo, since Miss He regards you as a confidant, this king will not kill you." But you must repay your kindness, make up for it, and find her back. If she has three longs and two shorts, this king and you will never see each other again for the rest of your life. ”

Bo Ying was in pain with herself, three figures flashed out of the col, the first one was like a rainbow, and when she looked closely, it was a pearl, and she was followed by Yang Shuo and Diecai

It is said that Pearl led the crowd to follow Yaoguang and followed, and saw that the labyrinth was destroyed, the wall was destroyed by the hole, and the swords were horizontal.

Knowing that Qinghe was in distress, she couldn't help but be frightened, she stood on the edge of the cliff, and witnessed the height of the cliff, the danger of the deep stream, and the noise of the torrent, only to feel creepy.

My heart was gloomy: "In this world, how many people are so bold? is worthy of the little lady Long, but I don't know, can she survive the desperate situation? Can the baby be saved in the womb? ”

Pearl tried her best to comfort Bo Ying: "Uncle, Miss He's move is indeed dangerous. It's just that she is extremely light and witty, maybe she can escape from death with her good nature. ”

Bo Ying looked at the clouds and mist in the sky, swinging between the cliffs, one after another, floating and circulating, like a green lotus dancing in the wind; I also saw the peaks of the distant mountains, the mountains and mountains were stacked, and the weather was thousands, like the green lotus in the wind and shadows. He was even more thoughtful, and he did not slack off at the moment, leading the crowd to go around the cliff, meandering along the rapids, and looking carefully along the river.

Look at the torrent of the Guijiang River again, galloping and roaring, like thousands of troops and horses, rushing down. The water surface is full of smoke, rushing and noisy, recalling the beginning and end of Qinghe jumping off the cliff, it feels like a dream, not like being in the world.

Bo Ying's heart is seven up and eight times, and the pain is really unbearable, so he has to lie to others and deceive himself: "Yes, Qinghe is smart, and the light work is excellent, if you don't have seven or eight points of certainty, you will never take risks." ”

After searching for a long time without success, I saw the Guijiang River rapids sliding down three high waterfalls one after another, and finally poured into a huge sinkhole.

Bo Ying stood on the edge of the sinkhole, looking at the deep pool of the sinkhole, and his face was gloomy: "In addition to this sinkhole, we have searched all over it." You see, such a sinkhole, surrounded by cliffs, a radius of several miles, there is nowhere to stay, let alone climb, if she falls into this place, will she really survive? ”

Pearl's heart ached, and a flash of inspiration flashed, and she hurriedly instructed Yang Shuo and Diecai: "Go to the market quickly, buy more long ropes, and let's go down to the sinkhole to look for it." ”

Everyone took the order to go, wait for the rope to be knotted, firmly tied to the cliff ancient pine, Bo Ying did not hesitate, grabbed the rope, and wanted to climb down, how can Tianquan and Zixiao be willing?

Pearl even stopped him: "Uncle, the sinkhole is as high as a hundred feet, which is extremely dangerous, not to mention that my uncle fought viciously in the Lixiang Palace the day before yesterday, and was hit by the cold wave palm wind, and his internal breath was out of tune." In my opinion, it is best to do light work, and his body is dexterous, so it is better to let him do it for him. ”

Diecai was ordered to grab to the edge of the Tiankeng cliff, pulled the rope with one hand, and slid down with a "snort" like a spirit ape. Everyone only knew that he flew down at great speed, and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, night fell, and the surroundings were silent. The crowd waited in darkness and anxiety.

After two full hours, Diecai was as fast as a gecko, and the rope climbed up, but he couldn't help shaking his head: "I have searched for the sinkhole trees and grass barley several times, not to mention the lotus girl, even half of the figure has never been seen." Only a group of monkeys frolicking and playing, but they enjoyed themselves. ”

When Bo Ying heard this, the hope of life was ignited instantly, and after thinking about it, it was mixed: "We haven't seen anyone in life, we haven't seen corpses in death, Xu is Qinghe is smart and alert, and Jiren is a natural appearance, and he has already escaped death." ”

Although he was deceiving himself, he was suddenly enlightened and in a happy mood.

Among the group, only Yingluo heard this, and she was not happy but worried. She never forgot that Qinghe's arms were pointed, a pair of ankles were seriously injured, and her hands and feet were not free, how to fight the rapids and waterfalls?

Standing in the wind for a long time, Bo Ying finally relented: "Yingluo, you stay and look for lotus." Tomorrow is the Lixiang Zen ceremony, this is the most important thing, the slightest sloppiness must not be sloppy, we must act separately according to the original plan. ”

Everyone was ordered, and the soldiers were divided into two ways, disguised and disguised, and commanded by Bo Ying and Tianshu, all the way to the north, and turned back to Guicheng.

Bo Ying is depressed, although he has pearls and heavenly power by his side, it is still difficult to show his face. Silent all the way, he rushed to the south of the city and stayed in an inconspicuous inn.

Yang Shuo and Diecai were thoughtful, and had already secretly sent someone to book a room in advance, and arranged for everyone to eat quietly in a private room on the first floor.

Bo Ying is full of sorrow, although it is delicious and delicious, full of color and fragrance, he still holds bamboo chopsticks, which is difficult to swallow.

was thinking about it, and suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps in the lobby. Everyone suddenly became vigilant, stopped chopsticks, listened attentively, and knew that the three of them in a group of people seemed to be excellent light skills.

was secretly frightened, and suddenly heard the voice of the first man, which came into his ears, although he tried his best to suppress it, it was still slightly loud: "Little second brother, is there a private room in this store?" ”

Xiao Er heard the sound and looked at it, the person who came in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, either rich or expensive, rejoiced in his heart, and flocked to it: "Back to this guest officer, the private room has been fully occupied." ”

When the man heard this, his face was black: "Can you make it convenient and vacate a room?" ”

Xiao Er looked helpless: "This guest officer, the villain is really embarrassed, so he can only wronged you in the lobby." ”

As soon as the man was about to make a difficulty, he heard a crisp and pleasant female voice: "Second brother, when you go out, everything is simple, and you don't have to seek perfection in everything." ”

The voice, like a heavenly sound, opened the dirty eyes; Like a sharp axe, it splits the chaotic sky; Like a skillful hand, plucking the strings of chaos; It is like a clear heart, connecting the fate of thousands of years.

The voice is like the sun and the moon, illuminating the land of longing; Like the stars, shining the darkness of the mystery; Like a mountain spring, flowing through a dry crevice; It is like a clear stream, baptizing the mud that is clogged; Like a breeze, it blows green and fallen grass; It is like rain, reborn and withered seedlings.

Green lotus! It's clearly a green lotus!

This voice, like heaven and earth, like clouds and sun, never needs to be remembered, never forgotten!

If it wasn't her, who would it be?