"Li Xin......" Wang Ling shouted softly, it was late at night, he was afraid of waking them up, so he slowly groped forward on the ground. Outside the window, the sound of the rain was still very loud, Wang Ling suddenly realized that his identity was quietly changing, a year ago he was still the down-and-out Wang Ji's son, in this short year, he has experienced too many joys and sorrows, so that he has no time to reminisce.

When he was a child, he liked this kind of rainy night the most, there was a small pavilion in the courtyard of his grandfather's house in Shaoxing, where his great-grandfather liked to splash ink landscapes, he hoped that his grandson could find the true meaning of life between the lightest brush and ink, so every day he needed to be arranged to practice calligraphy and painting for at least three hours.

At that time, although Wang Ling refused in his heart, he had to abide by the opinions of adults, but he had the right to paint what he wanted. In that typical Jiangnan town, there are countless Chinese styles, pavilions, pavilions, rivers and canopy boats, Shaoxing's humanities are enough to have the potential to cultivate painters, but his favorite is painting wind and rain.

Wind and rain are changing, the wind is formless and phaseless, and the rain is fleeting, it can be said that both of these are things that have no ontology for him to copy, but he paints for ten years. Ten years later, his wind and rain has been able to jump on the rice paper smartly, just looking at the painting I feel that I can feel the direction of the wind, the strength, the size of the rain, the temperature, someone asked him later, if he does not go to the pirate, then he is most likely to become, Wang Ling replied: a painter, a painter who can only paint wind and rain.

In his eyes, the wind and rain are both alive and unique, just like that woman, that gentle kiss feels like life, she is so unique, and she is so ordinary. Li Xin's uniqueness lies in her way of thinking and doing things, in the eyes of the world, she is not out of line, she is a lady with a good family education, just like the eldest lady who fiddles with calligraphy and painting described in the book, gentle and elegant.

If it weren't for that accident, maybe she would have chosen to go to high society like most ladies, marry into the right family, and then marry and teach children, and live an enviable life.

To this day, she still has this opportunity, and there is already a place for her on the boat home. As long as she follows the current, her life will continue to go on as it was set in advance, but she didn't, and the moment before leaving, she jumped.

This jump is not only because of love, from her eyes, Wang Ling read a trace of uninhibitedness, and that kind of disdain for the world made him can't help but admire the boldness of this woman. A woman who has received orthodox education from a scholarly family is willing to squeeze in this stormy darkness with these five big and three rough men, how can this courage not make him respectful.

"Isn't it cold?" He stood behind her and asked softly, "Why don't you sleep so late?" ”

"Huh?" The woman finally turned around, it turned out that he smelled her in the air, and there was a faint fragrance on Li Xin's body, which Wang Ling had smelled in other places.

"Did you wake you up?" She lowered her voice and looked a little embarrassed, "I just feel stuffy and want to breathe here." ”

"Why bother, you shouldn't have come." Wang Ling turned around, here, the smell of sweat is so incompatible with the light fragrance, he is not that she can't bear this hardship, but distressed, in his eyes, Li Xin should stay where she should be.

"And where do I go?" "I don't have a home," she said, "so instead of going back to that empty house that has been raided many times and crying, I should sail the sea with you, at least so that I can feel alive." ”

An indifferent distress came to Wang Ling's heart, he wanted to hug this girl, she was so close to him, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could gently take her into his arms, and gently snuggle up to each other like a pair of lovers. This feeling is so good, the impulse of love is stimulating his brain, and he is repeatedly saying to him: Come on, be brave, hold her, she is yours......

In fact, he did exactly that, the moment he stretched out his hand, it was unfortunate that a sudden explosion and thunder shook the whole room, and in an instant, a bright light tore through the dark sky, and even the small window that could not enter the light was illuminated white......

At that moment, by this light, she saw his hand, and she was a little moved, for a long time, this shy and introverted man was finally willing to open his mind.

"Holy!" A roar kicked in, Lao Pi was dreaming just now, he was fighting in the depths of the jungle in camouflage as a warrior, and suddenly a grenade rolled to his feet somehow. The explosion came as promised, and this guy was so frightened that he jumped directly to the ground more than a meter, and only when he landed did he realize that it was thunder that woke him up.

Through the light, he saw the two people standing there, Wang Ling's hand retracted faster than lightning, and Li Xin immediately turned around again and kept pulling his hair back and forth. By the time he understood that he had stirred up other people's good things, it was too late, so he could only touch his head apologetically and say, "It's okay, it's okay, you two continue, I don't see anything......"

"What can it be?" Wang Ling was afraid that Li Xin would not be able to get off the stage, because at this time the air was filled with all kinds of laughter, it turned out that they were all awakened by the thunder, and its movement was a little too big. "Originally, it was the revolutionary comrades who were discussing the line of struggle, Lao Pi, I warn you to pay attention to your identity when you speak in the future!"

"Yes, yes, you are the captain, you are the leader, the little one doesn't know anything, right, the poet Lao Zheng." He said that casually, and then skimmed it, as if there was no one next to him, he clearly remembered that Zheng Jiuwu was sleeping here, and then searched around, it was indeed no one, he immediately became nervous and said, "Hey, which of you saw Lao Zheng?" ”

Lao Zheng is gone, this plague god will always play some special things at some special moments, although this experience is not the first time, but such a black light is blind and there is always a little uncomfortable one less person, because this room has no exit except for the window, and Sha Kun has checked it as soon as he landed. Could it be that Zheng Jiuwu has a masochistic tendency, so he went out over the wall again in the middle of the night and stood by the sea and sang a song loudly against the wind and waves: What is this pain in the wind and rain......

"Don't worry about it," Lao Pi waved his hand and said, "That buddy is a cat, he comes and goes without a trace, he has that habit." ”

"Did you go to the boat to get something," Wang Ling said, touching the rope that was half hanging from the window, "There should be no accident with such a strong wind." ”

"He shouldn't have gone out," Sha Kun said with a lighter shining on the rope, "I know he's good at it, and he can climb it without relying on that rope, but at least he will leave traces on the wall." These traces are all downwards and not upwards, and it is impossible to get out unless he can fly. ”

"I see." Wang Ling said: "I guess he probably went there, this person is the most adventurous, during the day on the boat I saw him staring at the skeleton bunker all the time, Sha Kun, can you look carefully, such a big house if there is no entrance and exit, it can't be said, this is not in line with the basic common sense of architecture." ”

After that, Sha Kun and Lao Pi began to look for it, and walked down two circles, but did not find any problems, the walls here were painted with a thick layer of mortar, and the ground was cut flat stones.

"Unless he Zheng Jiuwu can use the Escape Ground Wall Technique," Lao Pi said: "Don't guess, that grandson must have slipped out from here, don't worry about him, he will naturally come when he wants to come, anyway, the rain won't stop for a while." ”

"But I think he's still in this room," said Wang Ling, "look for it again, especially on the ground, knock on it, it reminds me of the wreck, that's how he found the new entrance." ”

"Why are you fighting with him?" Lao Pi was very unhappy, just as he muttered, suddenly there was a "click" sound in the room, and everyone turned around and immediately followed the sound, with the help of a faint light, a stone slab was slowly lifted, and after a while a black head poked out of it......

Boredom, that's the explanation he gave, one because he was bored, so he really found something, but he walked around and came back, still holding a few dusty wine bottles in his hands. He sniffed the cork on it with his teeth and said, "This wine is good, you can still drink it, do you want to take a sip?" ”

"Where did it come from? Here's the wine cellar? ”

"Halfway back, this place is interesting." He laughed dryly and said, "Guess what I found?" With that, something bright flew towards the king's tomb, and the latter took it and found that it was a round gold coin!