As soon as Gao Heng and Qian Du got on the painting boat, the boat immediately drove back from the road from which they came. Only then did Qian Du know that this boat was specially designed to recruit guests on the river, and he would immediately send them back to Fengcai Building after receiving them. When Qian Du first arrived in the courtyard, he was surrounded by a group of women, and he was sweating all over, and he was close at this time, carefully examining those women, although they were coquettish, they were all women in their thirties, their complexion had withered, and the thick makeup could not cover the fish scale lines at the corners of the eyes in front of their foreheads. Although he was so kind that he hugged his shoulders and rubbed his back, he only felt that the fragrance of fat powder was coming, and he was dizzy, but he couldn't hang his lust. Gao Heng is like a fish in water, he lost this and hugged that, touched this **, kissed that cheek, everyone is his "little parent", and said to Cao Bustard with a smile: "What about Qiao Mei'er?" Why don't you see it? - The courtyard has changed. There's a tall building on the lawn over there, what's the name of it? It's all painted upstairs and downstairs, and it's a lot of silver! It can be seen that your business is good. ”

A woman held a wine glass, twisted Gao Heng's face and poured it down for him, and said with a smile: "It's just Qiaomei'er, okay!" Are we so annoying? I'm going to accompany my grandfather tonight. My own products, is it better to be Qiao Meier or mine! "Done!" Gao Heng had a red light on his face, "Pull Mother Cao and Qiao Mei'er again, let's sleep together, let's have a three-British battle against Lu Bu, and Bian Zhuang will stab the three tigers!" As he spoke, he pulled Cao Bustard over, kicked a piece of fifty taels of ingots to the table, and pulled the mother-in-law to sit on his lap, and asked the mother-in-law: "Aren't you a 'dippy' Sister Cui?" You're good! Cao's mother herself is called 'mom' - I've tried it too, and I'll watch it tonight with Qiao Mei'er! Thirty is like a wolf, and forty is like a tiger. Woman, after fifty, still sits on the ground and sucks the soil. The more so, it's more fun than the yellow flower daughter......"

Qian Du listened to what they said more and more unbearable, pretended to be convenient, paced out, and looked carefully at the Fengcai Building. This Fengcai building is really neat and luxurious: there is no courtyard wall on all sides, all of them are two-storey mountain style red buildings, the eaves and arches are painted with carved beams, and the upstairs and downstairs corridors are equipped with mahogany railings, which have only recently been painted. Under the eaves of the porch, there are various colored lamps hanging, and the courtyard is full of light. Big and small girls, some serving tea, some sending wine, are busy upstairs and downstairs with small steps, and the fragrance of wine, meat, and fat powder wafts everywhere. Upstairs, a king and eight heads suddenly shouted, "Miss Qiaomei'er is here!" The two little girls in the general corner walked out of a room in the southwest wing upstairs with a woman in their arms, and walked to the north room with light steps. When the bead curtain sounded, Gao Heng had already greeted him with a smile. Laughing, he hugged the woman into the north room. Beifang immediately burst into laughter, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. Qian Du just turned around to go upstairs, when he suddenly heard a "whoosh" again, as if he had knocked over the basin, and a man scolded in a rough voice: "You slut!" What wild man is he thinking about? A good basin of water will be overturned, and the freshly laid felt carpet in this room - look at it, look at it! - What has become of it? He seemed to have kicked someone, and a woman covered her face with a handkerchief, and rushed out of the door with her head unfolded, whimpering and choking her steps. Qian Du couldn't help but be stunned, and was about to ask, the man was wearing big pants and shirtless, chased out, grabbed the woman's bun, pushed and shoved, and dragged her down. suppressed his throat and scolded viciously: "Cheap hoof, who told you that you refused to accept guests, Lao Tzu just wanted to iron you!" Then another kick caused the woman to roll twice on the ground, hit her head on Qian Du's calf, and struggled to get up. Seeing him bullying people like this, Qian Du stared sideways and said, "Why are you so arrogant?" Look at her body, can she stand your kicking? Don't be afraid of life-eating lawsuits! ”

"Back to your old words," the man glanced at Qian Du, and immediately turned into a laughing Maitreya, "She is my daughter, I am her godfather, this is our own family matter, please rejoice with the guests - she was bought by us the year before last, and others picked up customers at the age of sixteen, but she was very tough, and she refused to open her face at the age of nineteen. ”

"When I was first bought, I said that I would only sell my art, not my body!" The woman lay on the ground and said with her face up, "You Fengcailou is a bully hell!" Uncle......" She stared at Qian Du desperately, wanting to cry without tears, "They bullied me for not being literate, wrote a fake deed of sale, and forced me to pick up customers for the night...... I play music and sing, and I don't make much money for them......" She sobbed and cried, Cao Bustard had already gone downstairs, pulled up the woman, cut her hair and dressed, and chattered and even "complained" with comfort: "Yunyun, I have told you many times, don't mess with Wang Fuxiang's old turtle grandson, stay away from him in everything...... Why don't you listen? He lost the gamble, and he ate like a drunk cat, who is he going to go to if he doesn't take your anger at you? Okay, okay, go back to the room......" She spat at Wang Fuxiang in a blink of an eye, and said, "Look at your turtle look!" What else can you do besides hitting someone? Don't get in there and support your corpse! It's just standing up here! Only then did he change his smiling face again, and said to Qian Dujiao: "Master Qian...... Let's get on it! Master, they sang brilliantly...... I'll settle down and I'll come over with you. ”

At this time, Yun Yun stood under the lamp next to the pillar, when Qian Du looked at her, she had a melon seed face, a thin waist, and a very delicate posture, but her face was not full of lead, her eyebrows were sparse, and there were a few freckles under her left cheek, and the color was not very amazing. Qian Du said: "You opened this hospital, isn't it money?" Isn't it money for her to sing music and make money? If she practices her like this, there will be no one and no money in the future. Mother Cao, you and Uncle I are this elephant child, how much is the price of opening the face of this Yunyun, and how much is the silver package for a year? If you make a price, I'll hear it. It is her life to be able to afford it; can't afford it, it's also her life. "Look at what you said, Uncle Qian! I'm my own daughter! Cao Shi blushed and said with a smile: "Master, you want to wrap her, it is her creation." I don't make this money, you make a book, including your face, a total of 1,500 taels! If you are tight, I can put a little more price!? "One thousand five is one thousand five!" Qian Du said happily: "Let's go, Yunyun, let's go upstairs!" ”

"No......" Yun Yun flashed his eyes at the black and thin Qiandu, and said decisively: "I said, don't sell yourself!" As soon as the words fell, I heard Wang Fuxiang shouting again in the house: "You dead girl, cheap skin!" ”

Qian Du interrupted Wang Fuxiang's words in one bite, "You are just a king, are you very valuable?" - Yunyun, I pity you! Don't buy your body, just buy your peace, I will go to Yunnan in three or two days. Sing with me, okay? Yun Yun took a serious look at Qian Du and saw that he was loyal and kind, and his face was full of duty. After a long time, she nodded and said in a low voice, "That'...... I'll go with you......" The Cao family had already come over with a smile, and actually personally helped Yun Yun to climb the stairs upstairs, and said softly: "You followed this Qian Ye, but it is really a blessing from the ancestors for eight lifetimes!" Now that you are Qian Ye's person, who dares to be difficult for you anymore, see if I don't peel his skin! Good girl, in our industry, isn't the best way out is to find a good person to follow? You agree with Qian Ye, this is the Emperor's Bodhisattva......" said a car of good words.

The three of them walked into the main room of the north building while talking, but saw four women sitting against the east wall, holding a flute in their hands, and a woman with light makeup sitting next to a chair on the west wall. The whole body is dressed in moon white river silk, rolling plum blossom silver thread edge, a Shu Hao wrist, snow white crystal, fingers are slender like peeling onions, goose egg face powder is red, glamorous. If you talk about your body, you are much fatter than Yunyun. Qiao Meier only glanced at the three of them at the door, lowered her head and hooked the piano "dong", and the four people in the east were busy playing harmony. Qiao Mei'er let go of her singing voice and sang:

After the drunken frame, the shadow fluttered, suddenly found the flower branches to cover the green sleeves, the bow shoes were newly embroidered, the wall glanced at the skirt veil, and the clothes were arguing, but I heard the snow night shouting, and the dark clouds were full of peach blossoms!

"Good!" Gao Heng raised his hands and applauded, and everyone also roared. Cao Bustard sighed: "We Nanjing, the golden voice in the past 20 years is Chen Lainiang, Cai Yuyun, Sister Yin Hui and Liu Xianglian, I have heard it, it is really a word of gold and jade, no matter how far or near, the words of Qu'er seem to fall from the Tianhe, through the ears and hearts, and the internal organs are stirred and hot!" Qiao Mei'er sings today, but her confidence is a little lacking, and no one has matched her in the past 20 years. ”

Gao Heng smiled and beckoned: "Old money! Hello big face, you have kidnapped all the sick Shih Tzu - come and sit down and punish three glasses of wine! He smiled and said to Yun Yun: "What's the matter, you have moved your heart?" You see, I can't compare to this master, why can't I hook it! People, I really have to talk about fate! As he spoke, he reached out and touched Yun Yun's face, but was slapped by Yun Yun. You're serious! Don't I love little white faces! It made everyone laugh.

"Good, good! Serious is serious-" Gao Heng didn't care, and said with a smile: "Eat your flower wine today, you have to show a few hands to open our eyes!" Yun Yun replied with a smile and said, "This is still a courtesy." Then he took the lute from the wall, tuned the strings slightly, and the cold voice suddenly rose, and the four sat in silence, and listened to her sing:

Hongchen Xiaoxiao, hating Yujing Xianyu by mistake in this life, looking back at the prosperous dream of the Red Mansion, arouses tenderness. Draw water to water the flowers, add incense to the fire, and the twelve golden hairpins have gathered. Ten thousand poles and bamboos, the scenery of Xiaoxiang is like a promise, I also feel sorry for you......

Gao Heng squinted when he heard this, his hand pressed the beat, and Qian Du was also in a trance, and suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "This is singing "Dream of Red Mansions"!" Have you ever seen this book? Who wrote the lyrics? Gao Heng also said: "It's weird, it sounds familiar." Isn't 'Feng Qing' Lin Daiyu? I saw it at Fu Liuye's house, and he was reluctant to lend me even a copy. There is no such book in the market, how can you have such a big fate? Yun Yun pursed her lips and smiled: "Isn't the 'Fu Liuye' you are talking about the real uncle of the country today?" The mouth is full of lies, saying what kind of businessman is it, and what kind of imperial businessman - has it fallen to the bottom? I think you're all officials, right? ——This word was written by an old tanhua who lived in the idle life of the official, named Liu Xiaolin, from whom I borrowed a few volumes of the manuscript of "Dream of Red Mansions", which is really a book of real talents and true beauties. Mr. Liu left a few poems here about the characters in "Dream of Red Mansions"! After that, he groaned a little, looked at the autumn waves, waved the five strings in his hand, and sang again through the clouds:

Blood and tears burst into the red rain, celebrities and gentlemen are sentimental sustenance, hard work for the beauty, obsessive memories, empty flowers and plants, and self-adjusting parrots, asking who is with them, and the ileum turns out of the sorrow......

"This is the ...... of Yong Daiyu's funeral flowers" She chuckled softly, "Nong is a laughing idiot who is buried today, and he knows who it is when he buries Nong" was stunned, and burst into tears.

Qiao Mei'er saw that Yun Yun took the lead as soon as she appeared, and she felt very uncomfortable, so she stepped forward and shook Gao Heng's shoulder and said: "It's not early, let's go back to the room, I have a set of chattering orders, last time Yin Zhitai called the church, and clapped her hands - ask Yun Yun to accompany Master Qian to eat their acacia wine, and I will sing you my own tune!" ”

"Good! Baby, I've snubbed you......" Gao Heng patted Qiao Mei'er's hand, and was about to get up, when he saw his personal length hurriedly coming with Jia Si, he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Back to the old man," Jia Si took a step back, bowed down and said: "Nanchang Lao Maozhan Liu shopkeeper came from Cao Yun twenty boatloads of salt, all the way was fine, to Nanjing Customs called Wu Shoubei to detain it. They didn't bring salt guides, and they had to confiscate all of them when they closed them, so they had no choice but to carry out your old man's signboard, so they were temporarily detained and no one was arrested. They are so anxious that they are like ants in a hot pot, no matter what, please ask the master to go......" Gao Heng said: "I need to go in person?" Take my name thorn, you go and make sure they come out first, and go back and make up for the salt, won't it be over? ”

Na Jia Si repeatedly agreed, but refused to leave, and said: "Two officers from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment have come, and they are waiting for the lord in the post house-" "You tell them," Gao Heng cut off his words and said, "I will leave Nanjing for Sichuan early tomorrow morning, and I don't care about the affairs here, please ask them to go back." Jia Si swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "The slave said, one Lord Huang and one Lord Ge, sit and don't leave." It is said that ...... 'Yizhihua' did not succeed in robbing the treasury silver in Zhangde Mansion, and now he does not know where to go. Shanxi transferred a total of 650,000 taels of silver and Shijiazhuang in the treasury of the Zhili Domain, and wanted to secretly transport Sichuan. Afraid that something would happen on the road, the holy decree asked the master to personally preside over the escort, and asked the master to go north immediately and go to Fengling to pick up the silver......"

"Alright, alright!" The more Gao Heng listened, the more annoyed he became: such a confidential matter, this murder was all out in front of the ** in the brothel...... While getting up and dressing, he scolded: "Isn't it enough for you to just say 'there is a purpose'?" It's not enough to nag your mother! He smiled apologetically at Cao Bustard, Qiao Mei'er and others, and said, "I'm just an official, and I can't hide it this time." You can talk to Qian Ye, and I'll come back later......" said and hurriedly went. The bustards sent him out.

Seeing Gao Heng leave suddenly, Qian Du was in a panic, took out two silver tickets from his arms, and said to Yun Yun: "This one is two hundred taels, I gave you the body, this is one thousand taels as ransom silver." Tomorrow, I'll send another 500 taels to your mother. Well, you won't suffer from all that filth anymore...... I'm also leaving, I'll come to see you again when I'm free tomorrow......" That Yunyun stared at Qian Du with tearful eyes, for a long time, suddenly blushed, lowered her head shyly, and asked, "You...... What a nice guy. You just pity me for spending so much money...... Don't you like me? ”

"Where is it......" Qian Du became more and more cramped and uneasy, and stammered: "This is a matter of your own will." I'm old and ugly...... Besides, I'm not used to the scene here......"

"I just want you to be good." The tears in Yun Yun's eyes rolled out in big drops, rubbing the corners of her clothes to wipe her tears and said, "A woman has fallen to this step, what else is there to pick people?" Redeem me...... Three thousand taels of silver will be enough—I will make a good needle and thread, and I will be a slave to your wife...... It's all ...... everything" She suddenly made up her mind, got up and threw herself into Qian Du's arms, and said softly: "Tonight...... Don't you go......"

Qian Du hugged her, gently combing her hair with his hand, dizzy as if in a dream. Just as he was about to speak, Cao Bustard lifted the curtain and came in, clapped his hands and smiled: "Okay, good!" When we go to see off the guests, the white peony will be Lu Dongbin - Xiuying, Lan Caier, Yinggu...... Come and eat their acacia wine! So the people rushed in, and the room was filled with pearls and fragrance. When someone called Qiaomei'er, someone said: "The girl is tired, Ming'er came to congratulate her brother-in-law and sister......"

Yi Ying's rebel army failed to gather in Shandong, failed to raise grain, lost in Heifeng Village, defeated in Sangqiao, and rushed to Wu'an in a piecemeal manner, and encountered a strong attack by local bandits on the white lawn, although he barely won a battle, but he could not stand on his feet. After counting the people, there were only fifty or sixty people left, and there were more than a dozen people in Liu San's bald Black Wind Village. After discussing with everyone, some advocated returning to Shandong, and the officers and soldiers were there to succeed, but they were absolutely defenseless at this time, and Yan Ruyun advocated taking root and recuperating from the advanced Dabie Mountain in eastern Henan and then in the Tongbai Mountain. Hu Yin was originally a subordinate of Liu San's bald son, and he had already had a suspicion, and he was in an embarrassing situation at the moment, so it was inconvenient to say anything. Liu San's bald man was forced to be brought in by the official army, although he was brutal and cruel, his heart and eyes were still enough, knowing that as soon as he left Yi Ying, he would immediately fall into the net, but he blindly stammered Yi Ying, Yan Ruyun and others, for fear of driving him away, he was a dirt bun, and he couldn't show any knowledge. Huangfu Shuiqiang thinks that the great plain of eastern Henan has no shelter, no grain and no grass, and it will be found and suppressed by the officials and soldiers if it does not reach Dabie Mountain. Unexpectedly, when attacking Zhuantianling, he was raided by the official army. Seeing that the soldiers and bandits were united, Liu Sanbald took the opportunity to fight and wanted to kill Yi Ying. After a bad night, Yi Ying retreated to the Nuwa Niangniang Temple in Fushan overnight, and when the number of people was checked, there were only twenty-seven people left, and all the horses, silver taels and dry food were lost.

At this moment, the night is deeper, Nuwa Niangniang Temple wings and cornices, standing quietly in the dark blue clear sky, on the top of the floating mountain, a crochet moon will sprinkle the bleak moonlight, vaguely reflecting the group of people sitting on the white stone steps. The group of men lay in a row under the porch on the east side of the temple gate, some snoring heavily, and some smoking dry tobacco one after another. Yi Ying, Qiao Song, and Lei Jian snuggled up to each other at the gate of the temple, and no one spoke. Qiao Song was injured in his chest, half lying in Yi Ying's arms, and let out a slight cough from time to time. Lei Jian hung his left arm and leaned on Yi Ying's shoulder with the sword, and he also hung his head and did not speak. Only the strong mountain wind whistled past the hill from time to time, whining and whining.

Hearing that Qiao Song had been breathing evenly and fell asleep, Lei Jian lay on his lap and stopped moving. Yi Ying gently put them down, took off her cloak and covered them, and walked to a big stone with her tired legs, looking at the moon in the sky and just distracted.

She was originally a native of Tongbai Tongzhai in Henan. Although her face is delicate, she looks like a twenty-nine girl, but she is actually over forty years old. As far as she can remember, her parents died of the plague. Six-year-old Yi Ying lived by begging for food, and the nun Jingkong in the white-clothed nunnery saw that she was pitiful, and accepted her to shave in the nunnery, and her legal name was "colorless". Take care of the fruits and incense money offered by the pilgrims in the nunnery every day. In addition, do some chores such as sprinkling and sweeping the courtyard and opening the door and closing the house. Her name is "colorless", but the longer she grows, the more charming she becomes, a pair of slender hands and wrists are as white as jade, her eyebrows seem to be frowning, she seems to be happy or not, and she is so fresh and vivid that people forget it at first sight. Not to mention the people of Tongzhai Shop, even the Jinghua magnates and Liangjiang magnates in the past often stop by and come to the nunnery to see the beauty under the pretext of "sending incense money". Some people still have the idea of ruining the Bodhisattva in their stomachs, and they come to disturb it twice in three days.

Kangxi passed away in the fifty-ninth year, and on his deathbed, he took her hand and whispered: "How many times have I asked Guanyin." You are not from this temple, you have other positive results. Child, you were taken in because you were young and homeless. Now that I'm gone, you can't stay here, you listen to me, no matter what, there is a good family, you are still married—this is your life! ”

Sure enough, as soon as the quiet sky was gone, Yi Ying's life was sad. She often carries scissors with her, and opens the door in the morning and closes in the afternoon. A prodigal child, who often comes to the nunnery to mess around, throws bricks and tiles at night and even pries doors and smashes windows, which frightens her all night long, and she is restless all day long, sometimes talking to herself, sometimes crying and laughing for no reason, and falls into a half-crazy and half-crazy syndrome. Seeing that she was cutting at every turn, no one dared to provoke her for a while.

Suddenly, one day, a Taoist priest named Jia Shifang came to the town and performed the Fa in the empty field of Andong. There were a lot of people around to see the excitement, and Jia Shifang also brought two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, to perform the Fa together. After the field was completed, Jia Shifang immediately took an airlift, and turned around the circle, only Yi Ying offered some food, and he didn't even receive a penny after turning around, Jia Shifang looked up to the sky and sighed: "Tongzhai Pu is a famous town on Yuchuan Road, I can't imagine that everyone is a miser!" The idlers next to him also replied loudly: "Tongzhai shop has walked the rivers and lakes in the past, and I have never seen a trick that remains unchanged and reaches out to ask for money!" ”

"That's what I say! If you want to take it, you must first take it with you-" Jia Shifang smiled and said to the old man: "Senior Brother Piaogao, borrow a liter of rice from the Gaosheng rice shop here, and earn money to pay them back!" The white-bearded old man agreed, and went to the rice shop on the street to make a fortune. This rice shop Lin boss is usually a character who splits meat on the legs of a heron and scrapes paint on the skin of bed bugs, where is he willing to make this good fate? I hid inside and couldn't get out. Piao Gao smiled and bowed. Jia Shifang was not annoyed, turned around and walked towards Yi Ying, examined her for a long time, and said: "I have the heart to transform a female disciple, but unfortunately you are not a complete canopy, you are not a member of my family, leave a book for you, practice well, and you will have another positive result in the future!" ”

…… A gust of mountain wind blew, Yi Ying shivered, the hazy westward moonlight was even more gray, the white stones all over the mountain were like tigers and wolves squatting, and the distant mountains and mountains were undulating, as if they were flowing silently, and like the shadows of buildings jumping and playing, giving people a strange and mysterious uneasiness. When Jia Shifang left, he said, "You are the golden boy under Nuwa Niangniang's seat, a man turned into a woman, and returned to his original position after experiencing human suffering." "The floating mountain here is said to be the place where Nuwa refines the stone to make up the sky, the white pumice stones on the mountain are honeycomb-shaped, and some of them can float up when they are thrown into the water, and it is said that the stone liquid foam that was burned when the sky was mended was condensed. Now that the mountains and rivers are exhausted and retreated, they just happened to settle in the place where Nuwa mends the sky, and there is some providence in the dark - is it to "return" here, or to regenerate from here and create a big situation? She subconsciously touched her chest, where her "Book of Heaven" was hidden, which was the "Ten Thousand Laws Secret Collection" left to her by Jia Shifang. This book is not very difficult to understand, she has been practicing for nearly thirty years, and there are all kinds of techniques in it, such as reversing yin and yang, Dunjia, and even refining stones into gold, and sprinkling beans into soldiers. What puzzled her was that the big spells above were practiced behind people's backs, and they were effective almost every time, and when she was surrounded by strong enemies, she couldn't get her way out of a hundred times and ninety-nine times. Please help the gods, catch ghosts and foxes, and dispel disasters and diseases. Kill the enemy in battle, fix yourself and can't stand people, and sprinkle beans or beans! Since the first year of Yongzheng, Tongbai County sent troops to arrest her with "witchcraft to confuse people", and was defeated by her with fire-breathing alchemy, led the disciples to pull the flag and rebelled, set up a "Allah", set up a big banner, and walked for the sky, first defeated in Jiufeng Mountain, fled to Huguang and Jiangxi alone, and performed the law to collect disciples, and then defeated and fled...... For more than 20 years, except for the "disguise technique", which made her still maintain a beautiful appearance in her twenties, the rest of the spells did not work from time to time, and they never came in handy!

She opened her eyes wide, looked carefully from the crape myrtle constellation, and found her own constellation, "Tianqing Divine Constellation". The purple sky is like a cauldron full of silver nails on the vast mountains, and every star is so bright, shining mysteriously and mysteriously, it seems so unattainable and inconceivable...... Suddenly, she remembered what the preface of the book said, "Defeat people with the Tao, and drive away evil spirits with the law." If the Tao does not win the law, the law is useless, and if the Tao wins the law, the law does not need to be used. Using the law to help the way is the way to advocate, the way is advocated, the way is advocated, and the way can be done, and there is no need to use the law. Scholars must know this purpose! Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, her eyes flashed, and she said to herself: "I see, small spells are only used to practice the Tao, not to kill the enemy." If the spell can change the heavens and the earth, why should the heavens fake me? ......" she snorted and looked up at the sky: Is Qianlong a Tao, or is my "Allah" a Tao? But the heavens were too high and too far away, and countless stars winked at her, but did not answer her questions.

"Holy Messenger ......"

A woman's voice came from behind her. Yi Ying retracted from her reverie, and when she looked back, it was a thunder sword hanging from a bandage, and she said, "What's wrong?" I'm here to keep watch for the wind! There is absolutely nothing going on here—if it's too cold to stand it, men and women light a fire. ”

"It's not too cold." Lei Jian said: "Han Mei and Yan Ju asked us where we are going, do we want to answer?" Then he pointed to the left side of the mountain and said, "Look! ”

When Yi Ying looked down, she saw an arc-shaped bonfire burning in the dark valley, and it seemed that there were still people adding firewood to and fro. At this time, Yan Ruyun, Huangfu Shuiqiang, and Hu Yin and others also saw the firelight and came over to discuss.