Chapter 227: The Troublemaker

It is said that the people of Daxia love to eat, the New Year's Festival, the Shangyuan Festival, the Qingming Mid-Autumn Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, and the weddings and funerals are also eaten.

Maybe every day has been given a special meaning of food, dumplings, Qingtuan, zongzi, moon cakes, Laba porridge, etc., almost every day is whether rich or poor, every household is to put out good wine and food, to entertain relatives and friends,

But the people of Daxia know in their hearts that the feasts are just a reason for relatives and friends who have not seen each other for many days to gather together and for wanderers who are far away to embark on their way home.

Therefore, in the hearts of the people of Great Xia, it really doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is who you are eating.

really returned to Xunjiang Tower in Huayang County, called three or five confidants and friends, and hugged Liu Siyi with Gao Ying, even if the wine and meat on the table were country snacks, it was called a wine banquet.

Although there is a dazzling array of food and delicious food and beautiful people in this peace tent, this can only be called a business affair in a comfortable heart.

An Yi had been chatting with Han Guangde and some unknown Wenchen from the Liao Dynasty all night, with a smile on his face, but his heart was boring.

Soon, the swelling in his lower abdomen made him get up and take a leave of absence with Han Guangde, turned around and walked out of the tent.

To say that he didn't feel it when he sat in the seat just now, but as soon as he stood up, he was really tight, and as soon as he got out of the tent, he didn't go far, so he quickly grabbed a Liao soldier and asked them where they could come out of the camp to give a small explanation.

I don't know if the Liao soldier didn't understand what he meant, but he actually pointed to the stream that was not very turbulent.

In the river of urine?

"Wulim, has the water arrived? The Generalissimo is waiting for it! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Just as An Yi looked at the stream, endured the swelling in his lower abdomen, and looked around and no one was ready to act, he saw a Liao soldier carrying two wooden barrels, running to the position downstream of him, scooping up two buckets of water, and running to the big tent of peace talks that he had just come out of.

This is...... Drunk?

An Yi was lucky for a while, and he was fortunate that he didn't pee into the river, otherwise he would have entered the tent for a while, so how did he get out and go back?

He felt sick at the thought of it, and then turned his head to look at the location of the foot of the mound not far away, where the pine trees were verdant, and An Yi continued to run towards the foot of the mountain with a bulging belly.

An Yi came to the foot of the mountain, found a hidden place and couldn't wait to open the hem, and suddenly there was a burst of relaxation and comfort, and instantly felt that the whole person was ethereal, and the bones were about to be lightened.

After settling his own affairs, An Yi didn't want to go to the big tent immediately, he really didn't know what the so-called "grand festival" of the Liao people meant, a room of people either boasted or complimented each other, but it was really not as comfortable as breathing under the quiet night sky here.

Thinking like this, An Yi paced around under his feet, who knew that when he inadvertently glanced at the top of the mountain, he actually ......

I saw a figure!

Who is this? What are you doing running up this hill in the middle of the night?

An Yi looked at it in his eyes, and his heart was puzzled, and suddenly he remembered what Jin Mingyin told him in the evening,

This Liao people don't really have the idea to do something to them, right?

An Yi slowly took out the handcuff on his waist, and quietly moved towards the black shadow under his feet, and took out the projectile in his hand without stopping, and filled it into the breech.

This low mound was comfortably bent on the top of the hill not long after, when he saw clearly by the moonlight and the figure standing on the high place looking at the inky night in the distance, he silently put the handcuff back, put his hands behind his back, and walked up generously,

"Miss Yan'er is quite leisurely, this wild old forest ran here alone to see the scenery."

Xiao Yan'er was wearing a fur cloak, and when she heard his voice, she turned her head to look at An Yi, and then put her pretty face back, and said lightly: "Is the high-ranking Hou Uncle of Great Xia like you, whether I hide in the house or on this mountain, I can be found by you." ”

An Yi knew that she was still worried about what happened to Qiu Huangzhen, so she laughed twice and said to her: "Miss Yan'er, don't misunderstand, I don't know what the other high-ranking Hou Bo of the Great Xia Dynasty are like, but I'm not a disciple." ”

After An Yi finished speaking, he heard Xiao Yan'er, who only gave him a back, two crisp chuckles,

"But isn't it, if we are repeatedly stopped by a disciple of Deng, then our generals and warriors in Daliao don't know where to put their faces."

An Yi followed and took two steps forward, turned his head to look at Xiao Yan'er's eyes staring directly into the distance, and asked with some tears and laughter: "I said Miss Yan'er, we are here to talk, how do you talk with a fire. What does it smell like medicine? Anyway, I saved you once in the illusion, I don't need you to repay your kindness, so it's not too much to give me a smile. ”

"How do you know it's an illusion?"

Seeing that Xiao Yan'er, who was hostile to him, suddenly turned her pretty face around as if she was very interested, and An Yi deliberately teased her: "Do you want to know?" Then don't let me tell you with a face. ”

How do you know that this Xiao Yan'er turned her face cold,

"Then don't talk about it!"

Then it turned back again.

"Okay, I'll tell you, you girl can't afford to joke."

An Yi saw that Xiao Yan'er didn't care about his stubble at all, and turned his face to stare at the black void in the distance, so he had to put a step for himself and explained: "Didn't you leave me a note at that time? You say it's not a dream, it's not a dream, but we feel like a dream, and if we're injured, there's nothing wrong with it, isn't that just like the illusion described by the Taoist immortals? ”

"It must have been a dream to look at it as a normal person, but I knew it wasn't, it was a seemingly illusory reality......"

Xiao Yan'er turned her head as she continued to speak comfortably, just in time to meet An Yi's half-believing eyes, Dai frowned and said slightly: "What kind of expression are you, don't you believe what I said?" ”

"I think Miss Yan'er looked cold just now like an iceberg beauty, and now when she mentions that matter, she looks like a big jumper."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yan'er was a little puzzled, after all, there was no term on the grassland that came out of this comfortable blurt.

An Yi explained in a serious way: "Uh...... That's right, this great god is in our Central Plains, just like the shamans that some people on your side believe in, which is a kind of belief in gods, which is intended to exorcise demons and bring blessings, which is very sacred. ”

This may be the most elegant interpretation of the word "Dancing God", but it does make Xiao Yan'er understand,

"So, you don't believe it?"

An Yi smiled at her, turned around and found a large low stone slab that was quite smooth, blew the floating paint on it vigorously, and then lifted up the robe and sat on it, Ying Xiao Yan'er said: "Where are there so many gods?" I have inquired about this thing before, there used to be this so-called haunted valley in the wilderness of our hometown, and the surrounding farmers all said that they could hear the ghosts in the middle of the night and see the ghosts, and they found the exorcism of the dancing gods, and the silver was not spent, and they still 'sang a big opera' at night, and it was once listed as an evil place by my grandfather, and the people were not allowed to approach.

Later, a knowledgeable old man came and we learned that it was not a ghost at all, and we dug up and pulled out the dark stones around the valley according to what he said, and threw them out and discarded them outside the valley, and there was no sound that night, so I guess that Qiu Huang Town is the same as the one I said, and eighty percent of them also have that kind of stone, which makes people hallucinate. Otherwise, if it is true, I was stabbed by that big shadow in my dream, why didn't there be anything wrong? ”

Xiao Yan'er didn't answer this time, she no longer stared at the dark void in the distance, but turned around and walked towards An Yi, leaned down and packed up the hem of her long Yingluo dress, raised her leg and stepped on the big stone slab beside him,

"You...... What does this mean? ”

An Yi felt that Xiao Yan'er's actions at this time were as if she had met a drunk reckless man in a tavern, with one foot on the bench sitting under his buttocks, and asked him with anger on her face: "Boy, are you going to do something!" ”，

It's just that this time it's not a reckless man, but a beauty.

However, Xiao Yan'er didn't ask An Yi if she wanted to make trouble, but slowly lifted the skirt on her lap up without saying a word, little by little until she revealed her hazy white calf like mutton fat jade in the moonlight.

This is not the end, she then grabbed the hem of her skirt with one hand, and with the other hand gently removed the brocade boots embroidered with a phoenix pattern with gold thread on her feet, and exposed her jade feet that were deceiving the snow and frost, probably thinking that the dust on the big stone slab was very dirty, so it was lifted in the air.

An Yi sat next to her and watched her lift her skirt little by little, and her boots were taken off, and she didn't know what Xiao Yan'er meant by making this picture that made people look a little bloody.

Instead, Xiao Yan'er pointed to her ankle and said, "Look at the injury on my ankle, do you still think it's an illusion?" ”

An Yi looked down in response, and saw that Xiao Yan'er's ankle seemed to have a delicate red rope woven ankle ring than before, and there was a gold hollow ornament hanging around the sea, which looked like a ...... Strange beads,

He looked at Xiao Yan'er and pointed to the top of Xiao Yan'er's ankle ring, and blurted out: "You look good at this thing, you made it yourself?" It wasn't here last time. ”

Xiao Yan'er was so angry in her heart, although there was no movement in her hands, the expression on her face was a little colder than this cold winter, and she teased and said, "When the earl usually talks to the girl, is it so difficult to grasp the point?" ”

The point, of course, comfort can be grasped, but some things are slightly more eye-catching than the point.

An Yi remembers very clearly, last time, Xiao Yan'er had a deep stone thorn inserted in her ankle because of a fall, and she still used a sword to help her get it out by fire, and now although there is no such hideous scar on this ankle as it was at that time, you can still see a red slender scar hidden in the flesh, but it seems to have healed a lot.

But.........

How could this scar still be on Xiao Yan'er's ankle? According to the idea of comforting oneself, it should not be ...... Is it gone with the illusion gone?

"How is this possible? Why is my injury gone, but the injury on your ankle is still there? ”

Xiao Yan'er put down her skirt with a loose hand, then climbed on the brocade boots, looked at An Yi and said: "This is also something I haven't understood, if this injury is really on yourself, then why didn't you get hurt when you were stabbed by her in the end, but my injury was left." ”

When she said this, An Yi remembered, "I remember that you didn't faint at that time?" Do you know the woman's light and shadow? ”

Xiao Yan'er nodded, "That's right, if I said that I was looking at you and ...... from the perspective of a third person at the time And I, you might be going to say I'm a big dancer again. ”

At this time, if it is said that Xiao Yan'er is a great dancer, I am afraid that An Yi himself will not believe it, so after saying it, what happened to Qiu Huangzhen seems to be explained by a dream or some illusion, but many details really can't be explained.

And even if it is separated, let's put aside An Yi's injury, the last time the two of them encountered in Qiu Huang Town or before An Yi returned to Lanzhou to defend Lanzhou, that is, after the transfer of Qingcheng, between the first and second Lanzhou defensive battles, it is less than a month away from now, Xiao Yan'er's ankle injury is better?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss Yan'er, I remember that your scar was quite serious at the time, and you couldn't walk the road, but now it has healed so quickly?" ”

Who knew that Xiao Yan'er shook her head and responded: "When I woke up the next day, it was like this." ”

"That's it when you wake up?"

Although An Yi doesn't understand medical science, but the people in the army have been sick for a long time for the trauma caused by these sharp and blunt objects, and the kind of injury at that time is not to mention a day, I'm afraid that Xiao Yan'er will have to walk on the ground for a month.

Including the last time he was shot by Zhang Yu's arrow on the Fox Ridge, An Yi was treated by Dr. Zheng in time, and it took a long time for him to get better, and now he still has a scar on his arm, which is not as thorough as the injury on Xiao Yan'er's ankle.

So now An Yi is also puzzled, if it is an illusion, then Xiao Yan'er should not have a foot injury, if it is not an illusion, what kind of panacea can be used to get better so quickly?

Or rather......

An Yi suddenly remembered what Xiao Yan'er had just said, and said suspiciously: "By the way, the 'she' you just said?" What do you mean......? ”