Chapter 212: Wudang Mountain
The boss stood in front of the tea shed in a daze, looked at Xing'er's figure, and sighed, it is estimated that she is Ah Yun's fiancΓ©e, but unfortunately she is now married to another woman.
Xing'er walked up the mountain, the north wind was fierce, whirring and blowing, blowing Xing'er's cheeks hurt, there were handrails made of bamboo on both sides of the mountain road, but it was already a little moldy and burst under the sun and rain, and someone used hemp rope to wrap around the burst place, she stroked the rough hemp rope, remembering that when she and Pang Haoyun just met, her heart was sour, although everything has passed, and he is now reincarnated as her son, she can love him in another way. But people say that first love is unforgettable, and Pang Haoyun is an unforgettable first love in her heart.
In front of him, two men wearing khaki cloth and cotton jackets walked over, their same costumes, their feet were tied to the knees in a staggered way, which was convenient for practice, and they looked like disciples of the Wudang Sect.
"Wait a minute, you two." Xing'er stopped the two, and the two looked at Xing'er, with a few questions on their simple faces: "What's the matter with this lady?" β
Xing'er looked at the two of them, they were both about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the night wind was sixteen years old this year, so naturally they were not the two in front of them, "Is the night wind on the mountain?" β
"Looking for the Night Breeze?" The man with a few pimples on his nose turned around and shouted, "Night Wind, someone is looking for you." β
"It's coming!" A loud voice came from behind, a burst of footsteps sounded, and I saw several teenagers jumping with green grass in their mouths, the young man at the head had a ruddy face, clear and hard eyebrows, a faint evil qi was faintly visible in the center of his eyebrows, and there was a black and red air flow circling on his forehead.
Sure enough, the young man grinned, looked at Xing'er, and then at the pimples, "Who is looking for me?" β
"I'm looking for you." Xing'er said softly, "You are the night wind?" β
"Yes, ma'am, what are you looking for from me?" Night Wind looked at Xing'er suspiciously, and saw that she was wearing luxurious clothes, standing in the mountains, with a noble and elegant temperament, with a hint of gentleness in Ling Ren, and her heart suddenly jumped up, could it be that she came to pick her up?
"I'm here to pick you up." Xing'er spoke, her gentle tone was full of pity, this person who had been away from home for a long time was actually looking forward to going home.
"Really?" Several disciples rushed forward and asked, "Are you really from the palace?" Are you really willing to take the night breeze home? Night Wind stood up stunned, several senior brothers were more excited than him, they had been in love with brothers all these years, and Night Wind's regret was also their regret, this love was very touching in Xing'er's eyes, and it was also very desolate, Pang Haoyun originally had such a group of lively and enthusiastic senior brothers.
Turning around, she stood against the wind, her figure standing still, "I'll wait for you at the inn at the bottom of the mountain, you say goodbye to your senior brother, and then clean up and go home with me." She could not tell him that his mother had died in childbirth, and that he had come home to deal with his sister, who had only been born for ten days.
He has never had family affection in his life, he was born as a lone star, and he was sent away in six months, and his thoughts about his parents can only be kept in the bottom of his heart, and there are feelings, who has no feelings for his parents? Even if he has never seen it, he often has a vague concept in his heart, and he knows that his parents will always order someone to send him moon cakes every Mid-Autumn Festival, but he is reluctant to eat the moon cakes when they are moldy, one a year, and when they are moldy, they will collect the oil paper wrapped in the moon cakes, and this year he has collected a total of ten, which he has collected since he was six years old. These oiled papers are his parents.
There was a burst of cheers, everyone hugged the night breeze up the mountain, Xing'er turned around to look at their jubilant backs, and felt a lot of emotion, slowly descending the mountain step by step, but was unexpectedly blocked by a pale cyan figure. She looked up, who was it if it wasn't Kanyu?
"Coming down with the night wind?" He smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking like an old fox.
"Laugh at what you laugh at, gouge out your eyeballs." Xing'er looked at him angrily, and he only knew how to laugh when the sky fell, and he didn't know what was so funny.
"Why is the mother so fierce? Where did the mountain people offend Niangniang? He came up step by step, standing in front of Xing'er, still smiling with his usual annoying smile, "It's Niangniang, after abducting my disciple, I will never come back." β
"You ......" Xing'er was angry, really which pot can't be opened, "Then you want this palace to say sorry to you?" β
"Shanren just wants to say, the matter has passed, Ah Yun is destined to have today's fate, he used to practice for a long time, and he did nothing, even martial arts did not improve, and his head did not see the light, but this life is different, he is the son of Long Xing'er and the emperor, and after eighteen years old, he will go to the Sun Temple and learn art under Fu Xiye, which is a fate that no one can ask for. The important thing is that he can protect the people he wants to protect for the rest of his life. Kanyu said pointedly.
Xing'er was silent, frowning at the man in front of her, although she knew that he was a friend and not an enemy, but when she saw his relaxed appearance, she always hated it.
"Niangniang, think about it carefully, the mountain man is gone, I'm afraid that the night wind is looking for me to say goodbye at this moment." With that, he smiled faintly and floated up the mountain, leaving Xing'er sighing at the wind.
There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, there is only one inn, the name is very special, "Red Fire Inn" she thought it was just a picture at first, the inn is prosperous, who expected to walk in and just sit down, the proprietress came over to make tea and wait, "The little woman's name is Honghuo, and the lady has any instructions to call me." After that, he asked Xiao Er to come up and order food for Xing'er, Xing'er ordered a few small dishes at random, ordered a pot of soju, and waited while eating.
The lobby is cold, there are only a few guests, the air has a condensed cold, it seems that it can't be dispelled, this town is a lively city outside the town, here is like a paradise, quiet and far-reaching, indifferent and bright.
In the evening, I saw the night breeze walk into the store, Xing'er beckoned him to come and sit, he shyly put the burden on the table, and said embarrassedly: "I just had dinner on the mountain, and my senior brother also wrapped a roast chicken for me, saying that it was eaten halfway." β
"We're on our way, can you go?" Xing'er looked at him gently, he was Pang Haoyun's junior brother, and she couldn't help but look at him a little more gently.
"I'm ready to go, have you had enough?" He was a little excited, but it was a bit of a waste to see that there were so many dishes left on the table.
"I'm full, shopkeeper, settle the bill." The woman named Honghuo walked over with a shake of her waist and said with a smile, "Guest officer, thank you for thirty yuan." She glanced at the night breeze again and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, who is this?" β
"It's someone from my family." Night Wind said honestly, in fact, he didn't know who Xing'er was, and he didn't know who was in his family, but when he heard Xing'er say that he wanted to take him home, he intuitively believed that she was from his own family.
"Really? You're ready to go home! Honghuo seemed to be very happy, and hurriedly wrapped a few pieces of pancake and walked over: "Take it, eat it on the way, remember to come back to see us." β
The night breeze didn't push back, and took it and wrapped it in the baggage, "Thank you, Aunt Honghuo, I'll be back when I'm free." β
Xing'er paid the money and said to Night Wind, "Let's go." Night Wind grabbed the burden and threw it on his shoulders, bowing to Honghuo, "I'm leaving Aunt Honghuo." β
"Well, be careful all the way!"
When the two of them went out, it was already completely dark, and the winter nights always came early, and the sky was like an endless ocean, dotted with the brightest diamonds. The moonlight flowed faintly, and she asked the night breeze, "What time is the beginning of the year today?" β
"Madam, it's the ninth day of the new month." Night Breeze walked back and forth, still trembling with excitement in his voice.
"You don't ask who I am?" The voice of the stars sounded quietly, and it was especially pleasant to the ears in this silent night.
"Madame, you'll tell me, Nightbreeze doesn't ask." He wanted to know, but did not dare to ask, lest the lady would find it nagging or rude and dislike him.
"You can call me Aunt Huang, I and your mother are concubines."
"Hello Aunt Huang!" Night Breeze was a little flattered, but she didn't expect this noble lady to say it herself.
"I don't have time to walk back slowly, it's the ninth day of the new year today, you close your eyes, and we'll go back to the capital immediately." Xing'er turned around and pulled his wrist, he was startled, and hurriedly obeyed the order and closed his eyes, he also knows some things about supernatural powers, the master is a master, and the disciple is naturally not weak.
Xing'er recited the incantation, teleported, and when the two of them opened their eyes again, they were already in the vast white snow, this was the Moqiu Palace, and the non-stop snow had covered the entire garden with white, and the sky had a strange white light.
"Where is this?" Nightwind asked in surprise, "Why is it snowing?" β
"This is the palace of the capital, early tomorrow morning, we will take you out of the palace to see your father, and you will settle in the palace tonight."
Yan Zhu heard the sound in the courtyard and hurriedly walked over with a lantern, "Fifth sister, are you back?" This must be Prince Qing's son, right? β
"This sister is good!" The night breeze hurriedly saluted, and the snowflakes fell on his neck, making him shiver.
"Come inside, it's cold in the yard." Yan Zhu said.
"Yan Zhu, you arrange for him to stay, I'll go find Che, where is he?" Xing'er dragged the night breeze to the corridor and sheltered from the wind and snow.
"I should have fallen asleep, the little prince insisted on sleeping with his father, and the father and son squeezed together." Yan Zhu smiled, tightened his clothes, and walked ahead, "You come with me and stay for one night first." Night Wind hurriedly followed Yan Zhu, Xing'er saw that he walked lightly, and his martial arts cultivation was much higher than that of Pang Fool, if he was shaped with his heart, he should be a talent that could be created.
Xing'er went back to the room, shook off the snow, Ye Che coaxed the child to sleep, got up to warm tea for her, and then hugged her cold body, "It's cold, right?" β
"It's not cold, it's warm!" With a husband and children, how can she not be warm? The child fell asleep in bed, his little face was red, and he was very cute. Look closely, there is barely a shadow of Pang Haoyun, it is her son.