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Seeing the white-clothed figure from a distance, Huo Yuanzhen frowned, is that dumb girl still here?

took out the lychee that had just been soaked in the water, walked over to take a look, and sure enough, the mute girl in white was still next to the waterhole, and she was still looking at herself.

"Why are you still here at such a late hour?"

Huo Yuanzhen walked to the mute girl's side and put those lychees beside her: "Give it to you." ”

The mute girl picked up the lychees with a surprised face, her face full of incredulity.

The Butterfly Valley is like spring all year round, and there are indeed some rare fruit trees, but this monk should not get them.

And after leaving Butterfly Valley, there is no other place with lychees.

That's why she felt strange, but the monk obviously didn't want to explain the origin of these lychees, and she had no way of knowing.

Pick up a lychee and peel it open in your mouth, the entrance is cool and smooth, and the lychee in Butterfly Valley is compared with this, which is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't want to explain the origin of these lychees, and the dumb girl wouldn't ask herself anyway.

Sitting next to the dumb girl, Huo Yuanzhen said: "I thought you wouldn't be here tonight, but I didn't expect you to be there." ”

The girl glanced at Huo Yuanzhen, and there was a trace of anger in her eyes.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't see the dumb girl's eyes, but looked up at the sky: "It's Chongyang again, it's a pity that it's going to rain, how can it rain in the solstice season of the year?"

The dumb girl couldn't speak, Huo Yuanzhen was there talking to herself, and said to the dumb girl: "Tell you, this Double Ninth Festival, you have to wear dogwood and drink chrysanthemum wine, but I am a monk, I can't drink, you go back tomorrow, remember to drink some chrysanthemum wine, it's beneficial." ”

The dumb girl glanced at Huo Yuanzhen, showing a shallow smile, obviously laughing at Huo Yuanzhen's untruthfulness, obviously he was drunk last night.

"Hey, you don't have to laugh at me, I drank spring water last night, not alcohol. ”

Huo Yuanzhen explained, turned his head to look at the dark night sky: "I haven't had a good Chongyang for a long time, alas, this year's Chongyang has just passed, if I am in Shaolin Temple, I must let the little monks make dogwood sachets, and if you don't drink chrysanthemum wine, you have to make a pot of chrysanthemum tea. ”

Before his words fell, the mute girl suddenly put down the lychee in her hand, and then handed Huo Yuanzhen something.

Huo Yuan really didn't know why, so he took it and took it to see that it was actually a small sachet!

The sachet is embroidered with a round of crescent moon, which is covered by clouds a little, and the handiwork is fine, which should be the craftsmanship of the embroidery lady who often embroiders.

When I opened it, I saw that the green leaves and red fruits were dogwoods.

"This dogwood sac is really beautiful, was it given to me?"

The dumb girl smiled and shook her head, and stretched out her hand to Huo Yuanzhen Huo Yuanzhen was a little embarrassed and returned the dogwood sac to her.

"Alas!"

Although the wind is not small, since Huo Yuanzhen doesn't care about the wind, he looks up at the sky: "I don't know if you want to celebrate the festival, I don't want to spend it very much, especially this Mid-Autumn Festival, Chongyang Festival, and New Year, I don't want to have it, because every time it comes to the festival, people will always feel lonely and have no energy." ”

As he spoke, the mute girl smiled lightly beside him, glancing at him from time to time. ...,

"You're always smiling, and you must be a very happy person, so let's meet here, and I'll write you a poem as a souvenir. ”

Although there is no beautiful scenery, Huo Yuan is really in a good mood, this dumb girl can't speak is exactly what he wants, this is his stage alone, and the dumb girl is the audience.

The mute girl looked at him with interest.

"Well, listen, the sky is not seen in the south of the wild goose, the smoke and rain block the cuiwei, the earthly meeting and laughing, only sighing a few people back in the rivers and lakes, the east wind gradually rises Luo Yi dance, the eyebrows are not dyed into the sideburns flying, who said that the sky is not jealous, and the red face is not blowing the wind. ”

Huo Yuanzhen's poems came from the heart, and the voice was full of emotion, and the dumb girl listened here, but gradually lowered her head, and was indeed touched by Huo Yuanzhen's heart.

"Alas, this is really unfair, I am a monk who has to struggle in this river and lake, and you are a girl who will always listen to others, even when it is a holiday, he has to rain, it is really well. ”

Huo Yuanzhen complained rarely, but suddenly found that the girl handed her sachet in front of him.

"Sent me?"

The girl nodded, not smiling this time.

"Thank you, girl. ”

Huo Yuanzhen was not polite, took the dogwood sac, and hung it on his arm.

"This is not a vain holiday, let me tell you, tomorrow is the martial arts league ranking conference, oh, no, it's today, after dawn, the conference is about to start, then Dongfang Ming deliberately made it difficult for me Shaolin Temple, and I don't know if I can successfully join the alliance this time, I hope that this dogwood sachet of yours can bring me good luck." ”

After saying a few words, Huo Yuanzhen looked at the dumb girl: "Girl, it's the middle of the night, don't you need to go back?"

The girl shook her head, indicating that it was okay.

After a gust of wind blew violently, Huo Yuanzhen felt a slight chill on the back of his hand, and a drop of water fell.

"It's really raining, and if you don't leave, you're going to get drenched. The girl didn't move, but looked down at the ripples that were spreading out on the waterhole, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing that the girl didn't leave, Huo Yuan was really a little anxious, although he was not afraid of the rain, but this girl looked like a delicate type, and it would not be good if she got sick in the rain.

couldn't pull her away, Huo Yuanzhen had no choice but to move over there and sat down next to the girl.

The girl gave him a strange look and an inquiring look.

"It's nothing, since you don't leave, let's hide from the rain together. ”

The mind silently operated the internal force, and the golden bell jar appeared on Huo Yuanzhen's body.

This golden bell jar can be used to resist the attacks of others, naturally there is no gap, Huo Yuanzhen only used a slight internal force to urge the golden bell jar, and there is only a vague layer of golden bell outside the body, but it is also impervious.

The girl's eyes were full of surprise, but she didn't expect that this monk still had such magical skills, and he could completely block the wind and rain.

Inside the golden bell jar, it is a space of its own, the girl next to her is sitting quietly, the fragrance of lychees is still lingering in the space, Huo Yuanzhen looked at the increasing wind and rain outside through the layer of golden light, and wondered if this golden bell jar would attract thunder and lightning in the sky like a lightning rod, if so, it would be bad.

I was thinking about it here, when suddenly a golden snake danced wildly in the sky, and it fell on the edge of the waterhole, hitting the stone not far from Huo Yuanzhen's golden bell jar, and the sparks were shining!

Huo Yuanzhen was taken aback, and glanced back at the girl next to her, but found that she seemed to be indifferent at all.

Secretly admiring this girl's courage, Huo Yuanzhen said: "Why do you always come here alone?

The girl shook her head slightly, not knowing whether it meant that no one would worry about her or that she had no relatives or friends at all.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Huo Yuanzhen felt that she probably had no relatives and friends.

I don't know why I think so, but Huo Yuan really feels this way.

If this is the case, the girl is very pitiful, she can't speak, and she has no relatives and friends, which is not something that normal people can bear.

But there is another point, it is the identity of this mute girl that also makes Huo Yuanzhen slightly suspicious.

It seems that he doesn't know martial arts, but he can come and go freely in this butterfly valley where the males gather, his style is bold and informal, and all these performances are not made by an ordinary girl's family.

But looking at her face, the eyebrows are heroic, the straight little nose, the perfect lip shape and the unique small double chin, no matter how you look at it, she is an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young "girl", and there is a thrilling beauty between a smile and a smile.

If such a woman is a scheming person, Huo Yuanzhen can't believe it.

He didn't want to figure it out, he and her were just two encounters, she couldn't speak, and there was no entanglement of interests between the two of them, he was talking, she was listening, that faint warmth and tranquility, Huo Yuan really didn't want to be ruined by other things.

The girl should have an identity, but he doesn't want to know, and he doesn't have to.

After tonight, it will be decided whether Shaolin can join the alliance, it is estimated that he will not be able to stay in Butterfly Valley for a few days, Huo Yuanzhen does not plan to come to this waterhole again, if there is a fate, we will see each other again, if there is no fate, then we will not meet for the time being.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuanzhen smiled, a bolt of lightning fell, shining on the faces of the two people looking at each other, Huo Yuanzhen said to her: " Girl, you and I meet in Pingshui, fate is not shallow, tomorrow I will go to participate in the ranking of the martial arts league, no matter whether I can join the league this year, I will come here at this time next year, because I have joined the alliance, I will be ranked next year, I have not joined the alliance, I will fight for it next year, if you also come next year, I remember that I also promised to let you speak, if you can come at that time, we will still meet here, I should try to find a way to heal you. ”

Thunder exploded in the sky, lightning flashed in the night sky like a haunted, and Huo Yuan could really see the girl's face clearly.

There was a trace of confusion on the girl's face, from seeing her to the present, she was more confused than laughing.

I don't know what her words touched her, so she stared at Huo Yuanzhen so straight, and uncharacteristically didn't nod immediately.

After a long time, she nodded slightly.

Next, the girl made a move that Huo Yuanzhen didn't expect, stretched out her white and tender little hand, stretched out her slender little tail finger, and gestured in front of Huo Yuanzhen.

"It's ̈. ”

Huo Yuanzhen couldn't laugh or cry, sure enough, it was a little girl, did she still have to pull the hook?

He also felt quite amused, and simply reached out and gently hooked the girl's little finger.

The girl's proud little chin was raised slightly, obviously not as tall as Huo Yuan, but she looked at him with a condescending look, her lips curled up perfectly, and she smiled like an angel.

"See you next year!"

Huo Yuanzhen said, and the girl also opened her mouth and closed it gently, as if she was also talking. This text is provided by "If the heart is like the heart is separated".