The sound of wind and snow continued. There are twists and turns, there are whimpering, there are rivers that are overthrown, and there are weeping and mourning of horses......

"The two of them should be in the official road...... About a shot away from this official road...... "Fang Runyu had already followed the flower Liangchen and chased after the innocent in front, and the innocent went out with the flower porridge in a frenzy, and disappeared in a flash.

Runyu has a lot to say to the young master of Qingshan, but it is always a coincidence.

......

"Boom ......"

A horse-drawn carriage drove by on the official road.

The carriage was domineering and leaking, and there was a circle of black cloth around the sedan chair.

"Tick-tick"

The sound of horses' hooves slammed heavily on the stone pavement.

The sedan curtain is lightly floating, faintly revealed, bright turmeric inside, and dark shadows. and a blood-red color that can't be hidden, like a ghost domain in the night.

The jagged houses on both sides of the street resemble a forest of sentinels, and the tall and low wooden portals are tightly closed, as if the people here are not accustomed to having windows, and if there are windows, they are white, until they are originally a wall.

The two looked at each other.

Both of them know it.

There is a tacit understanding between each other to a certain extent.

Fang Runyu was suspicious, although this Hua Liangchen was abandoned at the age of seven or eight, he became the proton of the Demon Jue Kingdom in the Tianyuan Kingdom. In fact, it's just a piece of waste. Originally, Emperor Yu was expected to suppress King Kaiyue, the first emperor of the Demon Jue Kingdom, and he was impatient with the civil strife of the Demon Jue, and the King of Kaiyue was taken out of the imperial power by his own concubine early, and Emperor Yu was not a soldier, and he enjoyed the benefits of a fisherman.

Emperor Yu didn't expect that the present world would report that a fire broke out in his backyard, and he was killed by his important minister Ye Ye Overseer and his brother.

I don't know if this is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, or because I have to pay it back sooner or later. Anyway, this Hua Liangchen is considered the enemy's old enemy, and he was put down by the new emperor and became a toy of the prince.

Thinking about it, he must have lost his support, he was more diligent, and he was also strong in martial arts, and he nested in the tree for half an hour before leaving......

Fang Runyu was divided and followed the carriage.

The original carriage finally stopped, and the curtain moved lightly.

swept around, but there were rows of red lanterns in the wind and snow......

"Oh, passing by Yihong Courtyard?" he haunted the backyard of Yihong Courtyard several times, and the scene of this lantern flying high was all too familiar.

With no one around, the carriage continued to move forward, and the front had become a muddy and bumpy dirt road, and the iron wheels were constantly skidding on the road.

The carriage went around to the backyard of Yihong Courtyard.

One waiter served a low stool, and the other waiter opened an umbrella, which was red. Therefore, like a red rose, the night quietly blooms.

Fang Runyu's heart was shocked: "Which Oiran is this who returns at night......"

A little girl's murmuring voice asked, "Grandpa, why can't I see the sun?"

The man called Grandpa said, "Where is the sun above the clouds?" The voice was old, and he was very surprised to distinguish carefully in the wind and snow, and said in his heart: "When did Daddy become Grandpa!?" It turned out that the man was his own father.

The little girl asked, "Does the sun only follow the clouds?"

"Damn cat" said, "Guagua, maybe, you can't see the sun at night, so be quiet." ”

A long, white and slender hand without any ornaments rests on the waiter's sleeve, and an embroidered shoe comes out and lands on the stool like a light butterfly. Then another butterfly came out of its cocoon. Two butterflies meander with each other, flipping up and down, stepping on the clouds.

An apricot-colored flower cage skirt curled Nana under the red umbrella, and then behind the garden.

The dead branches here, with a white circle in the middle, should be a lake.

Ever since the apricot beauty had been driven in for a long time, the atmosphere was extremely strange, and the sound of wind and snow was like a whimper, and the pressure increased steeply, and the sides of her temples suddenly wanted to break the ground.

At that glance, the beauty looked at him, very familiar, entangled, wisps, and his gaze was like a double dance, excited, one after another, enveloping Rover. In the middle of the night, taking advantage of the beauty to retract her gaze, Runyu heard that she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, straightened, her tired eyes drooped and she was about to snore, and fell into a deep sleep.

Daddy's voice was as thin as a gossamer, old and vicissitudes: "Guagua, come with grandpa." "There is a strange smell hidden in the wind, like a certain sweetness shared by fruit sugar.

"Grandpa, why can't you see the sun here?" a child's voice shouted crisply.

Daddy pushed a stroller, and it floated over like a gossamer, saying, "Child, you can't see the bright light from your illness." ”

Then I heard the little boy say, "Grandpa, I always want to see the sun." ”

Daddy went on until he came into one of the bungalows in a row, and he said, "When the to-morrow comes, you will be able to see the sun, son." ”

The child said, "Grandpa, when I was five years old, I flew in the sky, and I planted two wings..." The little girl named Guagua's chubby apple-like round but pale face, and her eyes were round and full of longing. Under the light, that face looked like there was too much white powder on the stage. Only then did Runyu see clearly from the front that the stroller should be considered a wheelchair in the strict sense, and Guagua sat in it paralyzed. But it can't be considered sitting in the strict sense, her whole body is completely unsupported, and she is glued in the car at the most fitting angle.

Guagua, who was trying to stretch out his arms, wanted to grow wings under his armpits and make it look like he was flying, and the old man's face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, and his smile was blooming. The apricot beauty squatted down, helped the old man to sit down, and stretched out her hand again, but carefully changed the position of her hand three times to no avail.

Dad was anxious: "I'll come, I'll come, you don't know how to hug it." ”

The apricot beauty tried to lay one hand flat and the other hand upright to form a seat shape, and it was very successful. She carefully took the child out of the carriage and coaxed her hand, "Child, are you five years old?"

The boy put his arms between them, showed a small face, and said, "I am four years old." "Damn cat" looked very kind, and explained: "Guagua, she said that she will be able to fly in the sun when she grows up next year, right? ”

The beauty in apricot said, "Yes, every adult doesn't know how to fly until he is five years old, right? ”

Guagua said: "Originally, I flew in the sky, my grandfather also flew in the sky, there is the sun in the sky, and there is spring, I still have my mother, I still have my father, we all have wings, we all fly in the sky..."

Guagua's white face was like a snow lotus in the mountains, full of a cute smile, her eyes were dark like black pearls, and her water was fluttering with beautiful hope. Everyone was silent, lest they say the wrong thing and let Xiao Guagua's dream shatter and scatter like fragile glass.

But I heard the "damn cat" who had been walking far away say: "Your mother said that once upon a time there was a star in the sky, and one night, it quietly fell to the earth, and that was our little melon." We are the best good children in the world. ”

"There are often high-ranking officials and nobles here, but they can't insult you. Let's go......" The beauty spoke, Fang Runyu didn't know why, and there was no one around.

He turned his head back to look at her.

The beauty paused to look back, and her ethereal voice was moist, and a pair of soft wattles put on his shoulders and said, "Young Master Fang, it's okay." It's been three days since I last saw you in the snowstorm. As she spoke, her clear eyes rippled like water on Runyu's face.

"Yes! I've seen the rain girl in the next day!" Runyu came back to her senses as if she had lost her mind, and felt like she was suffering from a heart loss and was under some kind of subconscious command.

After settling down on a labyrinth-like seat in and out of a circle, I saw a semi-circular stage in front of me. The stage is lit with a soft blue glow, presumably refracted from above by a large Western glass mirror, while the glazed glass becomes the background wall of the stage.

On the stage, three black-clothed people were performing, and their left bare feet were displayed, and they could even see some of the textures on his thin feet, and after seeing that foot, they stepped into the raging fire, and some people were surprised, but there was no sound, so he took his feet to show people again.

A two-foot-long steel knife flew up and down on the right of the three, and went to behead a rooster, and the chicken lost its head, and the blood was gushing, and it still jumped on the stage, and finally stumbled to the ground, and then the man with the steel knife turned and vigorously rounded the steel knife, and slashed at the neck of the man in the middle, but the man did not bleed like a chicken.

The man with the knife touched the headless neck with the knife, and waited for it to be sharpened, and the head fell and fell on the surface of the knife. The man refused to draw his sword, and the owner of the head pulled him away with his hand, and kicked him with his foot, and when the man with the knife could not resist the fact that he rolled on the ground and ran away with his head, his head was in place. The owner clicked and suppressed it a few times, and when his breath was clear, he got up and picked up a mop on the ground, and began to scrub the blood stains that the chicken had splashed on the ground just now.

"It turned out that it was just watching a juggling, what's so strange? Is it used to be such a waste of Zhou Zhang? I have been wandering the rivers and lakes for a long time, and I haven't seen anything weird!" Fang Runyu finally put his mind at ease.

Secretly thinking in his heart, this Yin Yufei seems to be too different from the previous few days, and it is completely like a different person. Daddy was also very strange, he seemed to be familiar with the feeling here.

Yufei waved his hand and snapped his fingers, and the sound was as crisp as a pebble falling on the drum, ticking and ticking echoes, and finally the simmering sound was over.

Seeing Yin Yufei's call, the beheaded man came in a twist.

The man walked up to him, took a hand out and grabbed Runyu's hand to touch his throat, the other person's hand was as hard as metal, and the man's throat chirped as if he had pressed a switch. So the man's face and the back of his head appeared in front of them in turn, and there was no twisted twist on his neck, and the head seemed to be resting lightly on the seat of his neck.

Runyu was so shocked that she fell back into her seat, and said in her heart, "What trick...... Magic, so treacherous? Could it be that after cultivating on the Demon Jue Mountain in the past few years, the world has changed to the point that I don't know this trick?"

Yufei grabbed the ear on the endless spinning head, looked carefully, corrected the position, looked left and right, up and down, until finally nodded satisfied. The face on the skull grinned leisurely, bowed with his left hand in front of his chest in thanks, and turned away.

......

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I was startled by the flower porridge.

That arrogant and innocent mouth is full of nonsense, and the mixed body is hot.

"Silly flower porridge, you have an artifact, why don't you know it......" seemed to be relieved. Suddenly his tone changed greatly, not like the usual tone, plain and sincere, but this time it was full of banter and ridicule.

"What artifact?" Hua Congee asked casually when she heard that she didn't think about it.

"On your arm, you see for yourself......" Innocent raised his eyebrows and raised a slanted smile.

"What's wrong with my arm......" Hua Congee's hands have long been occupied, and in the first half of the night, I regret it vigorously, and I am afraid that I can't. The little bird left in a hurry, and the other two disappeared for a while.

I learned from the fox mother, although I know a little bit about medicine.

"This man's life is at stake. Aren't you all going to let it go?" Hua Congee smiled bitterly: "Artifact, what? I'm a subordinate who cooks porridge, what can I wear on my arm?...... Isn't it the scar that fell on the mountain of the mandolon last time?......"

It turned out that he may have just accidentally broken the old wound on his arm when he was making porridge and chopping wood. The mandolon was injured on the mountain, and when he finally woke up, he found the wound. Several star-shaped red pimples, like insect bites, and rubella, anyway, there was an inexplicable bullae, extremely itchy, red, swollen and painful.

Listening to the eggshell story that day, I realized that it was the masterpiece of Ye Ye's father and daughter.

"My blood, spiritual blood?" she thought about something else, "How did I hear them say that it was my grandfather's "Strange Force""

blame myself for being young, and I don't know a lot about my parents and grandfathers.

The idea of "spiritual blood" is nonsense.

"It hurts! What an artifact!" the innocent grabbed Hua Congee's arm and clinged to her hand.

"Where is this pig-killing howl, where is it still like a woman's moan?"

"No, it hurts to death!" "Hua Congee is crazy, this person is a little stupid, why blame himself for not being like a woman.

"Good. Got it, in the future only when you're being coquettish!"

"Oh. I'll blow it for you!" Innocent fluttered his hands and feet, and when a gust of wind fluttered, he became a little impatient.

"You sick ......" said to him while taking a towel from a small basin and putting it on his face.

"Are you so stupid that you don't know anything?" Wuxie struggled several times in his heart, and finally made a lot of space with his hands, and his heart was soft, and he put Hua Congee in his arms while covering his mouth near her black scar. He grinded his beard for a long time, and then blew at an angle.

The slightest wisp of coolness blew into the tired scar, and it seemed to be really much better. After a few upside-downs, a small beetle fluttered its wings on the brow of his gray tunic coat and slid down his neck, which was a small slide.

"Eggshell, don't make trouble-" Innocent's playful expression completely subverted the bitter gourd face and yellow face that he had always had since he appeared last night in Hua Congee's heart.

"Eggshell, tickle my sister......" he smiled and showed the worm the way.

"Ensi...... En...... "The eggshell nodded vigorously, and flew over stupidly, landing on Hua Congee's arm and slipping, rolling backwards, rolling forward...... Painful. Suddenly, the guy stumbled, sniffled as if he was crying, crying loudly, full of sadness.

"I'm sorry. Isn't there a smell of fireworks on it?" Hua Congee said with a wry smile. Although this innocent was dangerously ill, and his face burned almost convulsively, his nonsense was all about himself.

"There are three people in Yihong Courtyard who are very eccentric: Yin Yufei, Red Sleeves, and another is called-" His eyes were glazed, and he added in the astonishment of the flower porridge: "?"

"What?" asked Hua Congee, leaning over.

"Just be careful!" Innocent blushed and his heart was beating, and he was burned.