In the early morning, a ray of sunshine shone into the wooden house, and several unknown birds kept chirping, Zhu Mingyang rose a lazy waist, and from yesterday afternoon to now, he felt more comfortable than ever. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He picked up the clothes that Cuicui had prepared, but it took a long time to put them on, and when he tried to find the shoes, he found a pair of clean cloth shoes next to the bed. All this made Zhu Mingyang more determined that he had passed through the tunnel of time and space.

When I opened the door, I saw that the people in the yard had already gotten up and were busy, some were drying clothes, some were weaving fishing nets, and some were chopping wood. Zhu Mingyang wanted to find Lao Cai but didn't see anyone, and he didn't see his shadow when he wanted to find Cuicui, only the two tigers were pushing and grinding under the big tree at the entrance of the village.

"Brother Erhu, you got up so early, you are so diligent." Zhu Mingyang, who had nothing to do, tried to get close to Erhu.

"Come less, I was embarrassed in front of so many people for the harm I made yesterday, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, even if you are not a monk from Tibet, you can't get rid of it." The second tiger seems to have not died down yesterday's anger.

"Do you know where Miss Cuicui has gone?" Seeing that chatting with Erhu was boring, Zhu Mingyang remembered Cuicui.

"Look at you like a bear, my sister went to the river to wash your clothes, our house revolves around you as soon as you come, you'd better leave early." Erhu said angrily.

Zhu Mingyan's hot ass was attached to the cold bench, and she suddenly felt bored, so she didn't even say hello, and wandered around the village alone. The village is indeed beautiful, with a winding path leading to the lake, and behind the village is a verdant mountain peak, which is not high but has the smell of early spring, and a small river that flows from the mountain stream into the lake seems to be looking for a home.

"Take advantage of the other wall, in the hope of recovering the customs. I didn't see the resumption, and I was crying and rippling. Seeing the resumption of customs, laughing and talking. Erbul Zhen, no blame. Come with a chariot, bribe me to move ......" At this moment came the delicate song from the upper reaches of the river, and although the sound was not very loud, it was very crisp, echoing in the valley like a lark.

Zhu Mingyang followed the song and chased after him, only to see the crystal clear river, Cuicui rolled up her sleeves to reveal her soft arms like a blue lotus, her slender fingers seemed to be freshly peeled and white in the water, and she was moaning softly while pounding her clothes, her petite body kept fluttering with her clothes, I don't know if it was beads of sweat, or water droplets hanging on her red cheeks, reflecting dazzling light in the morning sun, and two butterflies stopped on the weeds next to her, as if attracted by her. Zhu Mingyang was stunned, although he didn't have a girlfriend until now due to the poverty of his family, but no man could resist this picture of a raccoon girl in the early morning, such a young and beautiful woman washed his clothes, how could he have experienced it, he remembered Wang Wei's "Bamboo hustle returns to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moves the fishing boat." ”

"Brother Zhu, what are you standing there?" Cuicui found that Zhu Mingyang had been staring at her for a long time, and her originally red face was even more shy, like a flower in February.

"I, I, I ......" Zhu Mingyang, who was already timid by nature, was as embarrassed as Cuicui when he was asked this question.

"I'm done washing, can I ask you a few questions, sit down and rest." Cuicui saw that this scene was too embarrassing, and pointed to the grass next to her.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhu Mingyang stammered out four words, thinking that it couldn't be too abrupt to talk to the goddess, but somehow he only felt that his face was hot, and he tried to calm himself down, but the more he did this, the faster his heartbeat became.

"Where the hell are you from? Yesterday I heard you say that the distant country, how far is it, is there the Western Regions, it should be farther than the Turks!" Cuicui's hands on her chin are even more cute.

"I come from a country far away, and in many years' time, you will go back to the past." Zhu Mingyang explained.

"I see. Although I still don't understand where you're from, you're certainly not a Tibetan monk. Cuicui said seriously.

"Not really." Zhu Mingyang is confident.

"Hehe, you are a great monster who has lived for more than a thousand years." Cuicui chuckled.

"Hehe, it's a big monster." Zhu Mingyang thought of his identity, and it was strange that others were not monsters.

"Can you tell you why you fell off the mountain?" After such a fuss, Zhu Mingyang no longer had the restraints he had before.

"I slipped down the hill that day because I went to the mountain to collect medicine, and I wanted to get closer, but I accidentally stumbled and brought people down with me, and you happened to be sitting on the side of the road, and you know what happened next." Cuicui remembered what happened that day and lowered her head shyly, but she was even more beautiful.

"What about your parents? How can you rest assured that you can go up the mountain alone to collect medicine? Zhu Mingyang asked with concern.

"I remember very early on, my father said that he was going to go far away, my mother resolutely refused, I remember that time my father and my mother had a big quarrel, and finally my father left, and then my mother was depressed, and it didn't take long for her to get sick, and then ......" Cuicui said and sobbed, only to see her lips keep squirming, and her eyes were a little red, and she could see that she bit her lip hard, controlling herself and trying not to let the tears flow, but the disobedient tears still filled her eyes first and flowed down, which made people feel heartache.

"I'm sorry to touch the sadness in your heart." When has Zhu Mingyang ever seen such a delicate girl crying, but when he saw that her delicate face was like a pear blossom with rain, he wanted to take her into his arms, but he was afraid of being misunderstood. wanted to help Cuicui wipe away her tears, but she was afraid that her hands would stain her pink cheeks.

"Later, not long after, my mother died, and when my mother left, she taught me the song I just sang." Cuicui finally finished speaking, as if she hadn't confided in anyone for a long time.

"What about the monk, the lewd monk?" Zhu Mingyang quickly diverted the topic.

"It's a long story, listening to the state government's notice, the relationship between the imperial court and Tubo has been good and bad recently, and Tubo wants to send troops but is afraid that they will not win the war, so they often send monks to harass the people, and they come to China to burn and loot. It is rumored that the Tibetan monks are all lustful, and they have tried their best to kidnap beautiful women when they see them, and I heard that this time has come to us. Cuicui wiped away her tears with her thin fingers and fell into deep thought.

"No wonder you treat me like a monk. Then how did you find out that I wasn't a monk? Zhu Mingyang cast a puzzled look.

"Because Grandpa! After Brother Erhu knocked you unconscious, he carried you back, and grandpa found out that you were not a monk, because grandpa had seen a monk who was not dressed like you when he was on the border, but he didn't dare to let you go when he looked at your outfit. In the end, I told my grandfather what happened, and I begged him for a long time before he let you go. Cuicui showed off to Zhu Mingyang, as if it was all her own credit.

"Then we will exchange our lives for one life, and now no one owes anyone. But you're in danger right now. Zhu Mingyang pretended to be very serious.

"Why?" Cuicui looked at Zhu Mingyang puzzled.

"Beautiful woman, beautiful woman......" Zhu Mingyang deliberately kept muttering.

"Okay, Brother Zhu, you actually made fun of me!" After speaking, he stood up and sprinkled a handful of stream water on Zhu Mingyang's body, and was teased like this, Cuicui burst into tears and smiled, as beautiful as Xizi.

"Actually, it's good to be dragged by the monk, at least a little closer to the Bodhisattva." Zhu Mingyang used his arms to block the water, and he didn't forget to continue joking.

"Say!" Cuicui chased after him with a handful of water......