The fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar

There is a cloth caravan slowly walking on the Luoxia Road, there is a guard at the beginning and middle of the team, the caravan is mixed with the old and the young, leading a few people to ride high-headed horses, and the rest are riding mules and horses, carrying wooden boxes containing cloth, sandwiching two carriages in the middle, and the last two teenagers are riding donkeys, slowly and leisurely heading towards Zecheng.

It had just rained, and the horses' hooves were waving the salty and wet smell of grass, and the insects and birds in the woods on both sides were singing, which was very pleasant. However, the procession marched until noon, and was about to rest and eat, when suddenly everything fell silent. Bai Yingchun, the escort at the head, reined in the horses, took out the long sword hidden under the cloth, and the cloth merchant in the middle and rear took out two bows from under the cart, one on the left and one on the right, and surrounded the carriage in the middle.

"Won't the hero come out for a glass of weak wine?" Bai Yingchun was wearing a big hat, his face was not clear, his voice was magnetic and low, and he was about thirty or forty years old middle-aged man.

"It's inconvenient to quit drinking today, but you have to keep the money for drinking." It sounds good, but it is that I opened this mountain and planted this tree.

The black-clothed man who took the lead in the woods gave a soft order, and seven or eight black-clothed people jumped down from the trees on both sides, Bai Yingchun immediately stood up, flew up, and fought with the two black-clothed men. The long sword was shining cold, and Bai Yingchun made the sword elegant and light, wiping, sweeping, intercepting, and blocking, with one enemy and two enemies.

At this moment, in the middle of the team, the sound of arrows moved, and with a few groans, several men in black were hit by arrows in their limbs and fell to the ground. At the end of the team, Song Jinnian held two knives in his hand, protecting the businessman who did not know martial arts behind him, slashing horizontally and vertically, injuring two people in a row. He is the age of his blood and strength, and between his moves, he is a little less measured and more ruthless than Bai Yingchun. And the guard in the middle of the team is named Hongye Li, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, holding a long whip in his hand, waving it, tiger and tiger, slightly flashy. It is easy to break steel, but it is difficult to break water, and the red leaves and Li are hooked and thrown away, protecting people behind them, and defending is important for the time being.

The man in black chuckled and ordered his men to cut straight into the abdomen and attack the unarmed cloth merchants and their retinue in the ranks. Smoke bombs fell from the trees to the ground, and the smoke was thick and choked. There was no shortage of screams in the caravan, and the sound of swords clashing was truly terrifying.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and suddenly a few stones shot out of the woods, which actually hit several black-clothed people in the air and turned their heads, and the internal force was strong; The leader was frightened and threw a smoke bomb at that place, but another stone was shot from the other direction, which actually hit the leader's eye, and blood splattered on the spot. They had been lying in ambush for a long time, and they did not know that there were still people hiding in the trees.

The leader's heart was pounding, and the blood in his eyes was mixed with the turbid liquid, and he still seemed to be ignorant of pain, "Withdraw." ”

He ignored his brothers, who had fought with the caravan before, and went east with the remnants. Song Jinnian wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Bai Yingchun's cross arm, and the two returned to the middle of the team: "The protective rudder is tight." ”

Hongye Li hurriedly came to Bai Yingchun's side: "We have also injured several brothers, can't we let them go?" ”

"Someone chased after me." Bai Yingchun listened to the argument and knew that one of the masters hiding in the tree had chased the bandit leader. He walked to the side of the carriage, bent down and whispered a few words to one of them, then stood up straight, and said loudly, "Thank you for the uneven road of the hero, I don't know if I can come out and thank you." ”

Liang Luochun's figure emerged from the tree, she stood on the branch, one hand at her side, and the other hand held a jade flute, as if walking on the ground. She was dressed in a green dress, covered with green veil, and the little girl was delicate and very cute: "The little woman passed by here, and when she saw you in trouble, she drew a knife to help, that's all." Her voice was crisp and cheerful, as if she had come out for an outing, and the person who had just beaten a few bandits had nothing to do with her.

If it is an ordinary cloth merchant, I don't know where Liang Luochun came from, but this team of people is the master of the heart like a mirror - this team of people is gathered in Los Angeles, waiting to go to the capital to go to the Mid-Autumn Festival of the southern branch of Wanmu Library, Bai Yingchun raised his head and thanked him: "The reputation of the Liang sisters is like thunder, and it is a great fortune to see it now." I don't know if I can be happy today, so I invite the two heroines to have a drink together and thank each other for saving each other. ”

"The eyes are vicious, but the martial arts are not very good." Liang Luochun's heart was straightforward, shaking his head, Bai Yingchun blushed when he heard the old man's face, he did embroider his legs with his fists, and his internal strength was less than one-third of the little girl in front of him, "The little woman's alcohol is still shallow, and she can't compare with the heroes, so I owe this wine today, and I will exchange it again in the future." ”

In the carriage, the helmsman fir lifted the curtain and stood on the wheel, he was nine feet tall, his face was slightly longer than that of ordinary people, he did not speak, but he was not angry and arrogant.

Liang Luochun looked down and saw that several injured bandits had already tied their hands and feet with hemp ropes, so he relieved his heart and raised his hand to greet the fir: "Lord Leng Helm, these thieves are the party to the disaster, it is really hateful, and it is really happy to be caught today." It's also annoying to be the cold helmsman, so I'll take it to the government. ”

Fir frowned and nodded slightly.

They disguised themselves as merchants, although they wanted to clear the customs and enter the city quickly, not to hide their identities; But less than a day after leaving Los Angeles, he was exposed by a little girl.

Legend has it that fir is a man of few words in the Wanmu Library, and if it is true, his own dialogue is like falling into a deep pool, without half an echo, which is really self-deprecating. Under Liang Luochun's veil, he pouted and said, "If you don't speak, then I'll go-" As soon as the words fell, I saw a green shadow flashing, and Liang Luochun had disappeared in front of everyone, a woman who came and went like the wind. The three guards looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Fir said: "Zecheng settles down." He returned to the carriage, as if nothing had happened was insignificant.

"Rest on the spot, check the injury, and then eat. After entering the city, the seriously injured went to the hospital with Hongye Li for medical treatment, the uninjured escorted bandits went to report to the official with Jin Nian, and the rest of the people stayed with the helmsman first. After Bai Yingchun finished speaking, he saw Hongye Li pick a sturdy hemp rope and handed it to him, so he knew his intentions. The two of them played with each other, and strung eight wounded bandits with hemp rope, like grasshoppers on a rope. Then, the two of them led the 'grasshoppers' and walked to the front of the team from a distance, not knowing what to torture.

At the end of the team, Yang Yi got off the mule and horse, and limped to Xu Youran, who was dressed as a scholar. Seeing that Xu Youran was picking up grass straw from her pocket to feed the donkey, she knew that she was fine.

"The little loach is bold and bold, and it is really easy to feed." Yang Yizhi took out a handkerchief to wipe the cigarette ash from Xu Youran's face.

"I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and I'm dull-minded. Maybe I slept until midnight, and then I woke up from my dream and exclaimed, 'Ah, help, the bandits are going to kill someone!' 'That's it. Xu Youran shouted in a low voice, Yang Yizhi raised his lips and smiled, and the panic that was hanging by a thread was dispelled by the little girl's ridicule.

"It's good that I'm not scared, otherwise I'll really regret why I kidnapped you out of the academy in a hot head. It's just a matter of turning it out, I'm defenseless, I can't keep you safe, how should I face your parents in the future. He said softly with crooked eyebrows. He didn't know that he still didn't know Xu Youran well enough, if everything was as usual, she would have grabbed her sleeve and began to ask Liang Luochun where she was sacred.

Long Jin had just returned from the seven spirits of the soul, he jumped off the back of the donkey, took the cotton handkerchief in Yang Yizhi's hand, and wiped the sweat and stains from his forehead.

Xu Youran squinted at him, grabbed a handful of grass and stuffed it into the donkey's mouth, and the donkey was almost choked to death by her: "I really regret why I brought this nerd out of the academy." ”

On the evening of July 14, Xu Youran bent down slightly and walked into the lean Zhai where Longjin lived with a decoction pot. The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night, the days from April to July, have been with Longjin to eat and live together for more than three months. Since March, Long Jin has been more respectful than in the village, and has not overstepped the rules. Not only that, every day when he writes, he will pick out a simple word for Xu Youran, who is grinding ink on the side, to read. Even if Xu Youran sometimes finds a bug to throw on the table to scare him, the two get along like this, but it is also fun, less boring and bitter.

'Long Jin treats me well, if I leave the book and leave him, even if it is only for more than a month, will he still accept me? Xu Youran held the decoction pot, thinking like this, and his heart was quite tormented.

"What did you stew again?" Long Jin smelled the fragrance and put down the pen in his hand.

Xu Youran squinted and smiled, put the decoction pot in his hand, opened the lid, and there was a burst of sweet fragrance, which made people's appetite move. Long Jin had long been accustomed to it, as if his medicine pot had always been a utensil for simmering sweet soup, and had nothing to do with the bitter decoction.

"I wish you Toad Palace an early high school victory." Xu said leisurely, took a sip with a small spoon, and put it to his mouth to blow cold.

"Oh, longan and red date soup."

Long Jin opened his mouth, but Xu Youran blew a cold soup spoon into his mouth, and smashed his mouth: "The sweetness is moderate, soft and delicious." "Okay, the daily trick on Longjin is complete.

Seeing Long Jin's complaining eyes, Xu Youran handed the spoon to Long Jin and let him bow his head and eat Haisai.

"Long Jin, I was going to give you a sweat pill in the soup." Xu Youran said coldly, scared Long Jin and choked on the jujube skin, "You eat slowly, don't choke." ”

"You, you, you......"

"If only I could buy sweat pills." Xu Youran said in an extremely relaxed tone, Long Jin only felt a chill behind him, "At the beginning of tomorrow, Uncle Yang asked me to go to the capital to go to the Mid-Autumn Festival together, will you go with me?" ”

The donkey let out a low snort, Long Jin bowed down and returned the handkerchief to Yang Yizhi, he and Xu Youran had been mixed for so long, and his cheeky skills were considered to have learned some fur: "I don't regret sneaking this time." ”

Xu Youran snorted: "Just wait for you to go home and be beaten by Long Xiu." ”

After repairing, the group re-entered the road, and before closing the city gate, they entered Zecheng. Yang Yizhi went to the court with the steward, leaving only some old and young people to rest in the inn. Xu Youran men's clothes, he and Long Jin were in the same room, sleeping in the same room. Although the two get along day and night, they have never slept in the same room, and in addition to being embarrassed, they only see a flash outside the window, which is extraordinarily bright. Xu Youran had recovered his spirits, happily pulled Long Jin to close the door, and ran outside the house.

I saw that the night was thick and the fire was blazing; I could only hear the sound of gongs and drums and the sound of trumpets. The two of them ran to a crowded place, and when they reached the place of light, they bent over, supported their knees and gasped.

"It turns out that this is the molten iron," Long Jin pointed to the center of the circle, and said to Xu Youran with high interest, "Legend has it that on the fifteenth day of every month, Zecheng will melt the molten iron, and with a wave of the flower stick, the iron flower will be beaten. It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read 10,000 books, and this is indeed the case. ”

The smallpox blooms in countless months, and the auspicious clouds surround the platform. The stars scattered when they fell to the ground, and the rain whirled into the air. With a wave and a blow, thousands of gold threads fell from the air, brilliant and magnificent. Xu Youran looked up, only to see clusters of iron flowers flying all over the sky, as dazzling as fireworks, but not as cold as fireworks, the hot streamer was close at hand.

Xu Youran took Long Jin's hand, warm and dry. The two of them leaned on each other, they were a pair of light chasers, chasing the fireworks in the sky, but they never realized that they were the fire trees and silver flowers close at hand.