Chapter Eighty-Seven: Grief Together
The man who didn't know how to breathe was gone.
The mountains and forests at night are still so quiet, Nie Yan stood in place in a trance, the mountain wind blew, but what he saw was that young man, a laugh that he couldn't help but laugh, and turned around to startle away a thin figure.
I have known for a long time that there will be a day, and when it really comes true, it is still a little like a dream.
'Whew', when he saw the two names on the invitation just now, before he could exhale, Nie Yan finally spit it out.
Is it the cool night breeze, or is there a fire in my heart? The exhaled breath became a large cloud of white smoke and disappeared into the air, like a vanished past.
Nie Yan sat down, but because of his sudden love, it was like falling.
He gently took the water bag next to him and took a big sip, but it was water, not wine, and he couldn't numb the bitterness in his heart.
"What the hell is a demon, don't you even know the format of an invitation? What is the mess? Nie Yan muttered to himself, and the somewhat wrinkled golden page in his hand slipped out of his hand.
Nie Yan didn't want to go to see it, and wondered in his heart, why did he say that I would go?
What does a demon wedding have to do with yourself? What's more, they are almost uncommon enemies?
Nie Yan couldn't think of an answer, and there were thousands of reasons not to go, but was he willing to do it? Are you willing not to see her in what might be the most beautiful moment of her life?
Even if there was a glimmer of opportunity, such happiness should be one's own.
After being in a trance for a while, Nie Yan finally picked up the golden page, and his fingers swiped on it, as if it was a subconscious action.
After all, he took the page into his arms, because he would go.
The water of the Li River is very clear, even in winter, walking on the riverside, you feel not its cold, but a crystal that flows thoroughly, as if washing people's hearts.
The mountains here are also beautiful, as if they were falling from the sky on the plains, and they also seem to grow naturally in the water.
It's a beautiful place.
Most of the people living in this small town are not Han Chinese, and they have physiognomy characteristics that distinguish them from Han Chinese, such as dark skin, wide nose bridge and thick lips.
But hospitable and brave.
Nie Yan has been quitting drinking for more than two years, but here he has drunk all the way to the home of a hospitable local, and every time he is not drunk, he is just slightly drunk, and he is slightly drunk.
In Nie Yan's eyes, it seems that everyone is living happily, very happy and stable, is he the only sad and lost person left?
After passing through the small city, and then walking along the Li River for more than ten miles, you can see the courtyard from afar.
Even from such a distance, I could feel the strong joy of the courtyard, the beams and pillars wrapped in red silk, the eaves, and the dazzling red also pierced Nie Yan's heart.
Another day, Nie Yan casually prepared to spend the night by the river.
A procession beating gongs and drums, carrying a basket of copper coins that looked very heavy, walked towards the small town on that side.
A middle-aged man shouted, and he didn't hide it: "What qualifications do these people have to know about our young master's wedding, but our young master said that if you want to celebrate him with this radius of a hundred miles, then you must do it." Who is the young master? will eventually be the one who stands at the top of the world. ”
If you are so rebellious, where will you put the Son of Heaven?
However, neither the man carrying the basket nor the person shouting and walking away felt that there was any problem, as if they felt that it should have been so, and they were all laughing.
Compared with the team beating gongs and drums, Nie Yan seems to be very down.
His old blue shirt was covered with dust, his long hair was a little messy, and his hair hung down in front of his forehead, and he sat on the edge of the Li River like a vagabond.
The only thing that was clean was a sword in his bosom, which shone with a terrifying light.
He felt that the middle-aged man's words were deliberately said to him, and he looked back at the middle-aged man, who seemed to know who he was? He bared his teeth defiantly at him.
Nie Yan sneered: "A litter of weasels, for the sake of tomorrow's big wedding, don't open the killing ring." ”
As he spoke, Nie Yan's body was suddenly filled with a sinister aura, which was an aura that could only be condensed by killing many monsters, which frightened the pair of people who were beating gongs and drums and took half a step back at the same time.
The middle-aged man who provoked Nie Yan dared to show his teeth and was unwilling to retreat, but he could only stand in place.
But Nie Yan didn't pay attention to him at all, he just turned his head lightly, whether it is a green mountain or a beautiful water, in this world, no matter how lonely a person is, he needs someone to see the scenery together, right? It's a pity that the person you want is standing by someone else's side, and you don't know who will accompany you, or just stay alone.
Until the scenery is no longer the landscape.
The group of people beating gongs and drums was far away, and Nie Yan still sat in place, only then did he know that people had a state of being tired and hungry, as if they just wanted to stay numb.
I don't know how long it took, there was earth-shattering joy from the side of the small city, although it was nearly ten miles away, Nie Yan still heard the sensational sound from there, the sound of firecrackers.
Is the whole world celebrating?
The courtyard on the mountain occupies the best position of this mountain, as long as you stand on the high platform, you can see the mountains and beautiful rivers and the city.
And it's so beautiful here.
The only disadvantage is that it is winter at this time, and although it is warm in the south, you can still feel the coolness when you stand on a high platform in the mountains and forests.
It's as if the surrounding platform has been replaced by red tulle and flying, as if telling the coolness here.
Wanwan, no, shouldn't it be Tianmu now? At this time, he stood on this high platform, and his eyes were the same as they had been a year ago, staring blankly towards some distant place.
How can you see through the world? Even if it's Shudi, you can't see it, right?
It's winter, should he be on the way back, or is it the last thing of the year? No matter what, he will always be in Shu during the Spring Festival, that is his habit, maybe he did what should have been done by two people.
The wind blows the hem of Tianmu's white clothes, and as the years pass, her more and more gestures are filled with a kind of heartbeat that can not be restrained, and the sky fox that can charm the world is also amorous, even if she doesn't have to do it deliberately, standing there is also a style.
Compared to a year ago, she was more moving, even if she had no expression, she no longer looked like a piece of wood, because she was sluggish, and even the wind stayed for her, spinning around her, rolling up fallen leaves, and accompanying her with tulle.
"Miss, go down. It's cold here, and it's not good to stand for a long time. At this time, a soft voice sounded in Tianmu's ears.
A delicate and slightly immature face looked at Tianmu worriedly.
She is Tianmu's niece, and she is also Tianmu's maid, don't think that the status of the maid is low, because Tianmu is the heavenly fox, the supreme existence in the fox clan, to be her maid, you must be a blood relative, and you must pay attention to blood.
Returning to the fox clan from Tianmu, it has always been this fox girl by her side.
Tianmu likes her, and what she feels from her is not all the breath of the demon clan, but also the real human flavor, just like the innocence and coquettishness of a human girl.
She is the only one in the demon clan that Tianmu has come into contact with, she doesn't have such a bitter hatred for humans, she just follows the trend, she doesn't have such a strong love and hatred, and she occasionally sympathizes with poor humans.
Just as she knew about Tianmu and Nie Yan, she was the only fox clan who sympathized with Tianmu and Nie Yan.
She knew what Tianmu was thinking, but she had no way to persuade her, in fact, in her mind, the young master Shi Tao was also good, his identity was noble, and his bloodline was also noble, only the ancient and rare demon clan could be compared, and he was still the future master of the demon clan.
Although Tianmu was extremely cold to him, he finally chose to be gentle with Tianmu.
Wouldn't it be nice to combine like this? At least this fox girl hasn't seen Nie Yan, and she doesn't know what kind of character Nie Yan is? At most, he is a little more handsome, and maybe the story with Sister Tianmu is also a little sympathetic, but so what? Isn't it already in the past? What's more, one is a man and the other is a demon?
What's more, one is still an important sky fox among the demon clan, and the other is the most hated and famous demon hunter of the demon clan?
It's a puzzle that can't be solved! Under this kind of psychology, this girl from the fox clan naturally stood on Shi Tao's side, and she didn't know how to persuade Tianmu.
Faced with this girl's suggestion, Tianmu didn't look coldly, after all, for so many years, this girl was the only person close to her, and she couldn't talk to her about the bitterness in her heart, just as she couldn't resist this wedding, although she felt that once she entered this wedding, her life would completely wither.
So looking at the leisurely water of the Li River, the mountains in the distance, and the jubilant city in the distance, she only said one sentence: "If the heart is cold, what day is it, and where is it not cold?" If the heart is warm and the snow is falling, why not be warm? ”
"Miss, Xiaochi doesn't understand. It's just that the eldest brother is also waiting for the young lady in the wing room of the other courtyard, aren't you going? "Xiaochi understands Tianmu, and when she is sad, the only person who can say that she can move her is her eldest brother, that is, Sister Tianmu's eldest brother.
The fox hero who once broke his foundation because of her, and the fox who was cut off half of his tail for her.
It's pitiful no matter how you think about it, the person who killed the eldest brother is still Nie Yan, Xiao Chi couldn't help but pout when he thought of this, but he caught a glimpse of a man who looked like a homeless man by the river not far away and stood up and hurriedly walked in the direction of the city.
"This winter homeless man is also pitiful, it's just that the Huang Butler family is distributing copper coins in the city, and if you get some more, you can exchange it for a full meal. The clothes were so dirty, almost the same color as the mud by the river, and they were hidden behind the rocks before, and I almost didn't notice it. Xiao Chi thought so in his heart, he didn't understand why he paid so much attention to a homeless man, but he seemed to have a kind of momentum in him.
At this time, Tianmu had already turned around and didn't see this back at all.