It was just a moment and a half, and Fan Kuai had already returned.

I saw him walk to the side of the plague boss, but he hesitated but did not speak, as if he knew that once he spoke, he would face the anger of the plague boss that he could not bear.

The plague boss didn't wait for him to speak, but first looked at the look on his face, and it seemed to be clear at a glance.

Seeing that Fan Kuai didn't dare to speak, he couldn't help but ask as loudly as possible without being heard: "Mu Benteng is not allowed to do it?" ”

Fan Kuai's body trembled slightly, because he saw that a touch of green qi had risen between the cheeks of the plague boss.

When the plague boss saw his expression, he knew that it was good. The anger in his heart came out of nowhere, and he couldn't help but slam his lips and snort fiercely: "Duh! ”

Outsiders didn't hear anything about him, but there was an explosion in Dufankuai's ears. Fan Kuai only felt that the voice sounded in his ears like a muffled thunder, his brows furrowed, and then his facial features were almost twisted together in pain. I only heard the plague boss shouting in a low voice: "He is just a guest boy in front of the ten thousand cars, what right does he have to interfere with my actions!" ”

Fan Kuai's face trembled, this was a major event in the sect, and it was not something that he could intervene as an ordinary sect member. Then he saw that the plague boss's face was as cold as water—like a stagnant water that had been silent for a summer, and almost all of it was green and rusty. I saw that the plague boss's heart seemed to be in flames, trying to control his anger. He had to decide what he wanted to do at this point.

I only listened to the old man's avenue: "That old Yu Guo and Lu Crazy Guo don't seem to be there." If you don't start today, I'm afraid there will never be such a good time again! Don't say how difficult it would be if Yu Guo Lao and Lu Crazy came back if they turned around, just said that if Xiao Xiaofeng of Changqingmen heard about it, hehe, hehe, don't talk about Mu Penteng, it was ten thousand cars to take his relatives, I think what reason he did at that time? ”

I saw that the more he spoke, the more angry he became, and he waved his hand into the air, as if he was about to split it.

In the water by the river, there are more than 20 good players and the six brothers of his 'plague class' who have been waiting for him for a long time.

This split was his order and decision, and Wen Shi looked at the woman standing by the river, but his face showed a rare hesitation. If you make a move, the battle must be silent. He knows the situation in Jiangxi, and at present, he must not easily touch Pei Ju, let alone the Hua family. I saw that the plague boss suddenly flickered, and he moved within a radius of a hundred zhang as quickly as lightning. And then he seemed to have finally decided on something—whatever that Mu Galloping idea! This is a major event that the 'King of Silence' confessed, Yu Guolao and Lu Crazy were really not there, he first captured this woman quietly and unknowingly, and then looked back at Mu Benteng and was ashamed to die!

With a flick of his palm, the split was about to be dropped. The woman, who had been watching him in the shadows, suddenly changed her face, and she took a long breath, and in this breath, she seemed to be remembering the most important thing in life. I saw her face facing the sky, and through the light veil, her face seemed to show a fierce and courageous gambling intention!

Pei Hongling's ears suddenly sounded a singing voice.

The song came suddenly, as if it sounded in the bottom of her empty heart.

The singing voice was so agitated, as if Yue Zheng was so excited by chance before his death, and he was chanting for a long time.

Pei Honglian's face was pleasantly surprised-

…… Yu Zheng, are you back? Do you know that I watched from afar on this night, and finally, the soul came to Fenglinqing, the soul returned to the pass and the black, and came back from the underworld?

Just listen to the song:

Sitting alone in the empty hall, who is with the delightful?

When you go out on Linyong Road, you don't see the driving horses!

Climb high and look at Kyushu, and divide the wilderness leisurely.

The lone bird flies northwest and goes southeast from the beast.

Thinking of relatives and friends at dusk, I wrote my own words......

Pei Honglian's face was shocked and happy - this is Yue Zheng's favorite ancient poem before his death, it is him, it must be him!

She suddenly turned around, only to feel a stream of hot blood rushing from her lungs, and regardless of the silence around her, she couldn't help but shout: "Yue Zheng ......"

——Yue Zheng......

- Yue Zheng!

The call sounded in the darkness of the night, almost at the same time as the singer's voice. I only heard that the singing voice became more and more high-pitched, and Pei Honglian's voice became clearer and clearer, intertwined with each other, and worked together for a long time. She has been silent for too long—in this oppressive and cramped world, she has been entangled and gloomy. And the couple spoke in unison, and Kiyono's long howl seemed to be able to break the gloom in her heart with one voice.

When she first screamed, there was only a bone-chilling pain in her voice, but gradually, there was no sadness in her voice, but it was flying directly with the song, layer by layer, straight to the sky. Then I looked down with the blue sky on my back, it turned out that all kinds of struggles and setbacks in the world, as long as I have you in my heart, it's nothing more than that!

Pei Hongli looked delicate, but his breath was extremely long and long, and after screaming so straight and long for dozens of times, the people who burned the paper on the other side all raised their heads and looked at the black place here. Dozens of yellow, dim, flickering fires are clearly on the other side - whose paper is burning and whose song is crying? Whose fire so weakly tries to illuminate the inexorable shore and the other? Pei Hongli looked at the river under his feet: The deceased is like Sifu?

She remembered Yue Zheng...... Reluctant to give up day and night!

Then she lit a fire fold, lit a short candle, and she folded a paper boat, put the short candle on the thin paper boat, and put it in the water, and the little boat lamp flowed down the river with uncertain wishes.

There were words written by her on the paper folded into a boat, and there were only two sentences that were turned over and over: Sijun makes people old, and works hard to add food...... Sijun makes people old, and works hard to add food......

The previous sentence is nothing more than self-condition, but the next sentence is self-encouragement - even if you and I have different paths, for your entrustment, for your unfulfilled wishes, I just eat with this wine, taste like soil and mud, and feel that the soil and mud also have the taste of earth and mud - but I also have to work hard for you, and reluctantly add food, so that it will be worthy of the side of the long-lying king, with rotten dust and mud!

A low sigh suddenly came from behind him: "Mrs. Xiao." ”

Pei Hongling turned her head suddenly-it turned out that Shicai's singing voice was not an auditory hallucination echoing in her heart, but a real singer!

That man was a woman, a woman!

But why a woman? Why is she, why can she so vividly imitate the sound of Yu Zheng's accidental chant before his death?

Pei Honglian looked back. Then, in the moonlight, she saw a hat. Then I saw the face under the hat, which was covered by the light veil under the hat. The light veil on the man's face was the color of the widow moon.

The look on her face was also so lonely, and she only sighed softly:

"Can I fold a paper lamp too?"

"I want to send it to ...... too," the woman looked up...... The envoy of Xiao who passed away ......"

Pei Hongli was stunned-

How could it be her?

- She is the woman who hooks and rides a donkey in the tea shed!

The woman sighed softly and silently, and the sigh stirred the veil on her face. I only heard her say: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I haven't seen him for a year, and he has already left." ”

Her sigh hid her heart: how she had seen the deceased every year for more than ten years; hid what kind of pain Xiao Yuzheng brought to her this time.

Whether it's the Imperial Envoy Hall or the Merit Workshop. In the past ten years, every year, she has to look at him from afar, right?

And every time, she saw him from afar, but did he know that there was still someone looking at him so silently?

And every time, every time, I went to peek at him in disguise, right? But why, why are you so cruel to yourself? Every time I wait for a long time and re-enter Chang'an, I just peek at him from so far away? And that glance was almost all the sadness and all the joy she had had for ten years.

Every time, she insisted on biting her lip and regarded this once-in-a-year peek as the greatest happiness she could have in her life - yes, happiness, happiness. Sometimes her teeth even bit her lip. In any case, she insisted to herself in her heart: this is happiness, even if it is so painful. She didn't want to think about what kind of sorrow it was, because it was clear that sorrow was a cruelty that she could not bear. She didn't want anything else, she didn't dare to look at it more, she just needed to be sure that he was there.

- I know, he is still alive and well.

That year, for the assassination of the five rats in Lintong, she secretly came forward to help him settle the matter. But she was also injured for this, and after being injured, she was extremely seriously injured, and for this injury, that year, she failed to take a peek at the person she was secretly protecting again, and that mistake almost caused her to regret for a year! And, if she knew that the only 'blessing' in this life was to look at him like this for ten years, why didn't she indulge herself and look at him a few more times? Even if every glance will make the scab on her heart burst into blood, it is also a 'pain' that she is willing to do!

The woman's face was still calm. I just heard her say quietly:

"So you're the mullion."

"I originally thought that it was you who were kidnapped by the people of the Yingtan Hua family, so I would rescue them. I didn't think about it, but I saved the wrong one this time. Fortunately, you and I met in the tea shed, and although ten years later, I was suspicious at the time. ”

"You may never have seen me, but ten years ago, I saw you from afar."

Pei Hongli stared at the woman's face in a daze, and when she said this, she suddenly lowered her head—she was not a good-looking woman, and after she lifted the veil before approaching, Pei Hongli couldn't help but think so—but this hanging head had a kind of gentleness that was completely opposite to her perverse and abusive attitude in the tea shed.

The woman seemed to be looking down and thinking - Yue Zheng ten years ago was still young, so young, right? Ten years ago, he had just been transferred from Lintong to Chang'an, and he was the official residence envoy; Ten years ago, but I knew him for a few years? And as soon as his green shirt fell into her eyes, it was so vivid that almost every time she thought of it, she would have a twitching meaning in her embarrassed eyes.

And ten years ago, although he was still not good-looking, but now the hand that has been put on a steel hook has not practiced the technique of 'detachment from hatred' back then, and he still doesn't understand what life is and what is hatred;

He had never held her hand in his life, was it because of this, after his marriage, that she would be willing to self-destruct, practice the art of detachment from hatred, and practice one right hand to the point of sore palms? She still didn't blame him, but she couldn't help but freeze that kind of thought in a painful posture, and uncontrollably practiced and punished herself again and again for not getting it.

She still remembers that when she first met Yu Zheng ten years ago, she still had a little extravagant wish in her heart. That should be a little bit of beauty and a little luxury in her dull life and sinister rivers and lakes. She didn't dare to make that dream too perfect, but in her desolate life, it was still red and beautiful into a ridiculous and lamentable paranoia that she would never forget.

But the extravagant wish of life is nothing more than this, a team of noisy cymbals and drums, and a team of wedding cars walking through the long street, can be broken so easily.

She quietly looked at the woman named 'Red Ling' in front of her, and there was a word in her name called 'Red', which was really blushing. Every time she remembers this woman, isn't the first thing she remembers to be that red ball? - The red of the wedding car, the red of the wedding dress, the red curtain and the red curtain and the red lantern......

- And did she know that there was a woman who had been envious of her for ten years? Every frosty morning and rainy night, every lonely journey, every time I think of my initial heartbeat and secret promise, I will envy her with jealousy and admiration, because she has him and her company.

I can't think about it—the woman raised her head sharply and resolutely—I might cry if I think about it again—just like every time I am miserable, it's easy to enter Chang'an, and it's easy to wait far away to see Naxiao...... When Lang glanced at her, she almost couldn't help crying like that.

She almost masochistically forced herself not to take a second look every time, always so hurriedly, after one glance, she turned away. Because, she is afraid that as long as she looks at it again, the so-called pride and so-called strength that can support her may collapse in an instant - she can't face a collapsed self.

I saw her quietly walking to Pei Honglian's side: "So I still had an impression when I first saw you in the tea shed outside the city wall, and then I was shocked." It's been ten years, and you've changed so much, I don't dare to confirm it. ”

She stared at the scorch marks on Pei Honglian's face, would such a face also suffer from the burns of this world? Will such brightness end up with something imperfect?

"And I really can't imagine that I would meet you so unexpectedly. When he was alive, we didn't have a meeting for ten years. So I went and rescued the person first, the woman who they said was Pei Ju's sister. Unexpectedly, she is not you. ”

"Her name is Yanluo."

"And her brother is a cousin, cousin Pei Ju."

Pei Hongli looked at her with a wistful gaze: Why, why did she point to ten sides just because she mistakenly thought that the person who was captive was herself, hooked and flew once, risked death and martyrdom, and rescued him?

The battle in the tea shed was still vividly imprinted on her face. The scene of the woman not sparing her injuries will never be forgotten in her life. Why did she go so desperately to save herself?

The woman suddenly beckoned, and saw a small snake crawl out from under Pei Hongling's skirt, and ran into her cuffs with a snort. She gently put her left hand into her right sleeve, stroking the little golden snake as thin as a line, and smiled lightly, as if she was a little ashamed of her tricks: "But fortunately, I was a little suspicious at the time, so I quietly threw 'Xiaojin' into your skirt, so I can find you again relatively easily after I found out that I was wrong." ”

The little snake peeked out of her sleeve for a moment.

The woman stretched out her fingers and flicked its skull lightly, and said with a smile, "Go back." ”

The little snake shrank in fright, and obediently burrowed into her sleeve again.

Pei Hongli looked at her face, and saw that when she stretched out her fingers to flick the snake, there was a trace of tenderness on her face - it was a motherly tenderness.

Pei Hongli only felt a warmth in her heart - the childish that she thought of in her mind.

She was still puzzled in her heart, but the woman explained all Pei Honglian's doubts in one sentence - "Maybe you have never heard of me." ”

She smiled slightly with shame on her face and as if she was arrogant—"But you may have heard Imperial Envoy Xiao mention me ......"

Behind her smile was the desolation that Pei Hongli couldn't see, "Cheng Fei, I'm afraid this is a very unfamiliar name, but maybe, you have a trace of memory of the name 'My Lady' Cheng Fei." ”

- After all, I'm still the only confidant of the opposite sex in this world besides you!

And there are many things that you can't do, and I have done my best for him in my own way.

- 'Stealing Niang' Cheng Fei?

Pei Hongli looked at her in a daze, and her face couldn't help but blush slightly—because when she remembered that Yue Zheng was born, her pale blue face was also slightly red.

This is a rare time for them to feel embarrassed by each other in the ten years that she and her husband and wife have been together.

Cheng Fei lowered his head slightly. When she stood so quietly, the figure under her clothes was as thin and delicate as an ordinary woman. She took out a small paper lamp from her arms, smiled at Pei Honglian, lit it with a flicker, and gently put the lamp into the water.

Every lamp was lit with a little bit of longing, and then, there was a hint of infatuation in her eyes that Pei Hongli could also see.

The candle was a little red, and it shone on her face that was too plain - Yue Zheng, I'm thinking about you.

- Even in front of your wife, I can't help but say: I'm thinking about you!

She lifted her face gently, as if to lift the tears that could not help but ooze back into her own dry eyes.

Even if—actually, you don't need to, I miss you.

She glanced sideways at Pei Honglian.

- And himself, do you want or not, Xiao ......, he, once mentioned his name in his wife's ear?

Floating Lights...... Two lamps, two women.

A river, a longing.

On the first Halloween after Xiao Yuzheng's death, the thoughts left in the world are like this.