Dai Yan hugged Yasheng in his arms, his eyes were red and swollen, and he said softly: "I haven't seen him for a few days, he has changed a lot, and he is more like my Ah Sheng!" ”

Qinghe only dared to watch from afar, and did not dare to play profanely, and sighed again and again after listening: "It's really hard for Daiyan, and I have to work hard." At least twenty years. ”

Dai Yan was finally relieved, and asked again: "Is Sister Yu okay?" ”

Qinghe was afraid that Daiyan would be worried, so he hurriedly relieved: "It's all good, it's just that they may not return to Yinfu tonight, I'm afraid that they will stay in the teahouse temporarily, I'll report to my sister-in-law first." ”

Dai Yan was shocked when he heard this, and he hated it even more: "It's all to blame for Dai Shi's wolf heart and dog lungs!" After thinking about it carefully, I realized again: "Qiushan is by no means a thing in the pool, and sooner or later it will break out of the world." ”

Qinghe weighed it and said in his heart: "In my opinion, Daishi should be praised or scolded." To be sure, he's the best old man. In order to get Yuqiu Mountain, I said a basket of good words, but I was not as bad as Daishi. You see, if he hadn't pierced the window paper, how could he easily climb over a heavy mountain? Really, why should you be old and old? Beat the mandarin duck to promote the true relationship. ”

Yasheng finally fell asleep, and Qinghe was just about to say goodbye and retreat, but was pulled by Dai Yan. She was quick with her hands and feet, took medicine for bruises, and carefully treated Qinghe's injuries.

Dai Yan's thoughtfulness reminded Qinghe of her sister in this life, and even more of the bitterness and suffering of this life, and she was wronged to the extreme.

Dai Yan was extremely distressed: "Qinghe, you must have a good life, and you can't be naughty anymore." ”

Qinghe pretended to be strong: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I am strong and strong, and it won't take a few days to recover as before." ”

Dai Yan's face sank: "You look like this, how can you be reassured?" You need to be honest and obedient, and live in my house with peace of mind. ”

Hearing that he was going to be controlled by the docile and virtuous Daiyan and be a docile and virtuous fool, Qinghe hurriedly looked left and right and said to him: "I am worried about Sister Yu, so I will go to the teahouse, and when I get the truth, I will return to my sister-in-law." ”

Although Dai Yan was worried about her injury, he couldn't help her. In the blink of an eye, Qinghe jumped up, flew out of the door, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

When night fell, she took advantage of the faint moonlight to run all the way west to the tea mountain. Walking on the road, overlooking the Yangtze River, the endless horizon, the rippling blue waves, reminded her of her hometown, recalled the surfing of the South China Sea, and aroused her infinite desire for Aaron.

The cold moonlight flowed down, and the riverside was splashed. The silent waves, through a thin layer of smoke, shimmered like stars.

It's a pity that the world is lonely, the riverside is confused, and she is the only one left.

When the love is in the depths, I can't hear the wind, I can't hear the sound of the water, and I can't even perceive the footsteps, I only feel the tears flowing, and I wander with my heart: "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, flowing endlessly into the sea, the East China Sea and the South China Sea are connected, and the shore of the South China Sea is my hometown."

Nanyu, haunted by dreams, I don't know when we can meet? ”

For a while, I was heartbroken, and I couldn't give up in pain, so I made a decision immediately: "Settle down in the tea shop tonight, go to the tea mountain early tomorrow morning, find the slingshot, and go back to Nanyu." ”

Just thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the wind was blowing behind him, and the wind was fierce. Knowing that it was not good, he turned around and looked around, alert as a spirit fox: "What? "Flying dragon in the sky"? Speaking of which? He has already obtained the jade flute, and he still wants to kill the killer and kill the mouth? ”

Frightened, he flew up, and moved forward at great speed, which was able to dodge the fatal blow of the "Emei Yin and Yang Halberd" behind him.

Who knows, before standing firmly, there is a bad wind in front of him, a terrible "skull", shocked in front of him, a "Emei Yin and Yang Lance" is as anxious as a thunderbolt, slamming the door.

In a hurry, Qinghe cast the "Puxia Dew Flying Frost", lifted his breath obliquely, swept out obliquely, and will dodge a sharp smash.

The feet just landed, and the "Emei Yin and Yang Halberd" behind him was cold and awe-inspiring, thrilling, and one after another.

Qinghe was extremely longitudinal, and before she could stand firmly, a sinful black hand flew in front of her, like lightning and flint, and grabbed her placket. was extremely frightened, and after raising his breath, he listened to the sound of "snort", and his clothes were torn.

It was only at this time that he saw clearly that there was a white-clothed evil ghost in front of him, with a thin body, withered and a very fast body, like a ghost. The "Emei Yin and Yang Lance" in his hand roared and was extremely powerful. It's not the phase fog of the ghost-eyed freak, but who is it?

Xiangwu said viciously: "Little goblin, you ruined my Wang Sect, and even affected my Emei faction, and you still want to get away with it?" ”

Qinghe was frightened, and his feet had not yet touched the ground, but he felt that the vicious wind behind him was pressing his heart, separating Shu brocade and skin, and there was a fatal coldness. In a panic, he rose up with the strength of his life, rose up, and the wind whirled, and he would escape the fatal pounce.

The person behind him is smoky, fierce and vicious, as ruthless as "Yaksha": "Little goblin, I will pay you back your blood debt today!" ”

The green lotus was terrifying, and he flew away quickly, with the wind in his ears. the sound of breathing, breaking both eardrums; The sound of running, knocking on the green bricks under your feet; The sound of chasing and killing shook the streets and alleys on both sides. The sound is endless, like a war drum, passing through the gale, masonry, and high walls, repeatedly twisting and turning, which is even more strange and murderous.

She was infinitely frightened, panicked, half lost and half lost, and unconsciously rushed to Shutao Street. Seeing the Gaomen compound in front of you, it is the world-famous "Shu Pottery Museum".

I didn't have time to think about it, jumped in, and flew through the pavilion and courtyard, but I still couldn't get rid of the evil ghosts. In desperation, he turned sideways to the left and flew into a showroom.

But see rows and rows, columns, rows, displaying all kinds of Shu pottery, ding, pots, plates, beans, amphorae, three-legged bowls, everything; Light yellow, ochre yellow, light green,

dark green, sky blue, maroon, eggplant purple, colorful; Birds, beasts, insects and fish, flowers and trees, wind and snow, biographies, rich ornamentation, elegant posture; All of them are exquisitely designed, all of them are exquisitely made, and all of them are priceless.

In a panic, he flew around countless Shu pottery and flew away. The "double phase" behind him is still chasing after him, and the ghost is not gone. Don't dare to hesitate, only escape outside the window. People are in mid-air, and they listen to the cold wind howling, but it is the "Emei Yin and Yang Halberd" that struck like a thunderbolt.

Qinghe couldn't dodge, couldn't dodge, so he simply pounced forward, landed on the ground, and rolled over two times in succession. Just rolled to the side of the pile of clay refining Shu pottery, and was in a hurry, using both hands and feet, and even pedaling and planing.

In an instant, the clay flew and the dust flew into the sky.

Xiangyan was blinded, blocked his nose, and scolded: "Little goblin! Scheming! A few times and three times, I lost my brother's eyes! I thought I was good-looking, but my brother was reluctant to start? You wait, my brother will definitely send you into the kiln and let you bathe in the fire and worship the sky! While speaking, the "Emei Yin and Yang Halberd" danced and smashed down like a storm.

Qinghe is in a hurry, rounding and turning, floating and running, there is a high-rise house in front of him, he has no time to think about it, he flies in, and people know in it that this is a pottery workshop.

Passing through several layers of doors and windows one after another, bypassing piles of blanks, turning countless saggers, models, boron plates, blanks, painting blanks, and glaze blanks, I only felt that it was getting hotter and hotter, like a scorching sea. I couldn't help but secretly complain in my heart: "There must be a kiln workshop ahead, and the temperature in the furnace is 800 degrees!" ”

Sure enough, when I looked up, there were more than a dozen stoves in front of me. The fire under the furnace is raging, and the momentum is like the sky. The hearth is deep and wide, the Shu pottery is neat and tidy, densely packed, placed in it, all of them are burned red, all of them are roasted brightly, and they shoot out dazzling light.

Qinghe only felt that he was a clay clay clay billet, and it was burned into fiery red Shu pottery in an instant.

When he was frightened by the fire, he felt a fierce wind behind him, and stretched out his huge hand that had been like iron pincers. Now, there is no way ahead, but I feel a sharp pain in the back of my neck, and I have been choked at the back of my neck, and I am being held in my hand like a chicken by the wicked eagle behind me.

Keep your feet off the ground and lose your center of gravity. Such a dangerous situation, painful to the bone marrow, anger from the heart, all the inside: "Xiangyan, take away your dirty hands!" ”

Xiangyan finally succeeded, and let out a cruel smile: "What? Leprechauns? Think I'm dirty? You're clean! The cleaner you are, the more my brother likes it! It's better to sacrifice to the sky in the hearth as soon as possible! ”

The smoke monster laughed and lifted her above his head, gestured at the furnace and threw her.

Qinghe looked at the deep and wide red hearth, overlooked the raging scorching flames, and looked closely at the rows and rows of fiery red Shu pottery, only to feel that his heart was broken, and he was helpless. She had expected all kinds of deaths, but she never expected that they would be burned into ashes and turned into Shu pottery!