Chapter 1: The Yellow Spring (1)

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Upper Forest Country

At the top of the cliff, the July wind could not blow away the heavy lead clouds, the unknown red bird struggled with the small wings, and the Yunling Zhu Hai on his head sounded out of order.

How can these attract Xuan Xiaoxuan's attention.

"I didn't expect there to be such a cold wind in the summer of July, cold? So I'm not dead yet"! Xuan Xiaoxuan walked towards the cliff step by step, thinking that it would be good to end like this, and he was not tired.

The white clouds passed through the gap, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the chickens were crowing and the dogs were barking, and a woman of thirty or forty years old walked out of a thatched house, and the woman said gently: "Xiao Xuan, it's time to eat, and then write after eating."

"Mother, I'll come", Xuan Xiaoxuan raised his head and smiled.

The eyebrows are like daisies, the eyes are like apricots, the lips are redder than cinnabar, the long hair like silk, only a azure cloth belt is tied at will, and the plain dress of the same color is tied around the waist and sleeves, making Xuan Xiaoxuan's sixteen or seventeen-year-old height look more slim.

Xuan Xiaoxuan put down the pen he had written all morning, turned around and went into the house.

Under the ink inkstone on the stone table in the courtyard, the white paper reads: The Yellow Spring falls on the poor. With just one sentence, a stack of paper was written. Suddenly, the wind rose, and a piece of paper flew out, flying higher and higher, and I don't know where it flew.

In a thatched hut.

Xuan Xiaoxuan looked at the rice in the bowl and said, "I don't know, when will my father come back, have you eaten?" ”

"Your dad has been out for a few days, and he should be back soon."

Yun Rou looked outside the door and said softly, Xuan Xiaoxuan looked at Yun Rou and stopped talking, lowered her head to eat the rice in the bowl, even if she didn't feel any taste, she could see the deep worry in her mother's eyes, usually her father Xuan Qingwu had already come back with the rice grain exchanged for prey, and her father knew that the two of them would be worried.

And this time, it was delayed

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