Chapter 149: Lost Immortal Introduction
That night, Jingming slept in a separate room with Li Mengqi, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control it, but if he held it, it would be a torment, so he didn't look for that sin.
Unlocked his physical strength, he lay on the bed with peace of mind and enjoyed the feeling of sleeping, but when he slept until midnight, Jingming was woken up by a sound.
I vaguely heard a female voice saying something, and if I listened carefully, it was Xiang Pu's voice.
Jing Ming was sleepy and curious, not knowing what was wrong with this little girl, so he sat up, followed the sound and groped for it, and this time he came to the roof.
I don't know what Xiang Pu is doing on the roof without sleeping in the middle of the night.
Jing Ming muttered so in his heart, and as soon as his figure turned his gaze, he had already seen the entire roof of the building, and at a glance, he saw a woman in ancient costume dressed in white dancing a sword under the moon.
"The year is not always, the feet are up to the waist, and I like to chase the clouds.
In front of the mother's knees, holding the mother and resenting the distance.
Wait for the while, the west wind rises, and even the rain falls on the seedlings.
In the past, I didn't feel that Ruihua was secretly changing, and time was like a misty time.
Green silk for drooping hair, ignorant who knows.
The smoke and clouds cover the sun, and the ink dots lotus flowers cry bloodbirds.
Forever abandoned, mother and son filial piety.
A severed debt, what's wrong. ”
Jing Ming's heart was shocked, this picture is not something that can be seen in real life at all, only in movies can there be such poetic scenes.
Moonlight, white, beauty, and sword dancing.
This picture only made Jing Ming intoxicated for less than a second, and then he reacted, isn't this Xiang Pu!
Where did she get her sword? Where did she get her ancient costume?
As for the word card she read while dancing the sword just now, Jing Ming didn't listen to it at all.
In Jingming's eyes, Xiang Pu is a five-year-old child, who failed to take care of her before, Jingming is already very guilty, at this time, she doesn't know where to get a sword and a pair of clothes, and she doesn't sleep in the middle of the night to play cosplay on the roof, and feels that she has to take care of her.
"Pupu, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, running to the roof to dance?"
Jing Ming stepped forward as he spoke: "Do you like to dance?"
Xiang Pu's sword dance had already ended, and as soon as Jing Ming spoke, she took her posture and turned her head to look at him.
It's just that a good sword dance is said to be dancing.
Xiang Pu looked at Jing Ming and was silent.
Jing Ming has been doing good things in the past two days, and his heart is very relaxed, and he can do it like a spring breeze to Xiang Pu's cold face.
If you don't keep quiet, then I'll continue to say, I can still see the same as her when a child has a temper?
"Where did you get this sword? This is a controlled knife, do you know? ”
Jing Ming said as he tried to disarm her.
Xiang Pu dodged lightly, and Jing Ming's outstretched hand fell into the air.
Jing Ming looked at Xiang Pu who was hiding to the side, scratched his head and said, "What are you doing? Be obedient and put down your weapons." ”
Xiang Pu refused: "No, it's mine." ”
"Children are not allowed to wield knives and guns. Jing Ming said that he wanted to get started again.
Xiang Pu said sarcastically: "I've killed a lot of people, what's wrong with dancing knives and guns?"
Jing Ming was stabbed by the resentment in Xiang Pu's words, and these resentments were all directed at Jing Ming. Besides, how close she was to Jingming before, it was useless.
Just like between readers and authors, even if they liked it at the beginning, once it is different, what should be left should be left, and nothing is set in stone.
If life is only as it first sees.
Jing Ming was a little sad, sighed and said, "I can't blame you for those things, you don't have to worry about these anymore." ”
"Don't blame me, you are to blame for those things. Xiang was very angry.
Jing Ming was annoyed for a while, taking care of the child or something, it was really troublesome, he waved his hand and said: "Blame me, blame me, blame me, you can do it, hand over the weapon now." ”
Speaking of this, Jing Ming paused and added, "If you still think of me as your big brother." ”
Xiang Pu was stunned by Jing Ming's army, tilted his head and thought about it, and then reluctantly handed the sword to Jing Ming.
In this world, except for Jing Ming, she has no one to rely on, if Jing Ming doesn't want her like her mother, then she really doesn't know what she will do in the future.
Seeing Xiang Pu hand over the sword, Jing Ming felt relieved in his heart, and it had not yet reached the point of turning his face and not recognizing people.
As soon as this sword was in his hands, Jing Ming was taken aback, it was quite heavy, and after a closer look, he found that there were many luxurious decorations on the sword, and it was not an ordinary commodity at first glance.
"This sword...... Where did it come from?"
Xiang Pu said: "God gave it." ”
"God?" Jing Ming was surprised: "Why don't I know, when have you seen him?"
Since giving Jing Ming the Nine Dragons robe, I haven't seen his old man for a while, even if Jing Ming pinched the earth last time, I haven't seen him show up, as if he doesn't care about everything at all.
This is not a word, when did you connect with Xiang Pu?
Looking at the sword in his hand carefully, can the things God give you be worse?
Xuanyuan, Wangshu, Xihe?
Jing Ming immediately listed the names of several great divine swords in his mind, guessing the name of the one in his hand.
Xiang Pu pouted: "You have been hiding in the house all day and not seeing anyone, only going out once or flying to the sky to destroy the world, except to escape what do you care about?"
Xiang Pu's words were very unkind, but they told the truth, and Jing Ming wanted to refute it, but he couldn't find a justifiable reason.
But being taught by a child pointing at his nose like this, Jing Ming's face couldn't hold it, and he sacrificed a set of adults to deal with children, that is, the age advantage, and forced it down.
"Children, what do you know?"
Xiang Pu was displeased: "I'm not young. ”
Jing Ming said: "Why are you not small, you just look big, and your real age is only five years old!"
Xiang Pu said: "I have passed a lifetime in a dream of Huangliang, and I understand everything. ”
Jing Ming blinked: "You understand everything? ”
"How not?"
"Did you learn it in your dreams? ”
"So what?"
"What's the use of you staying in the Song Dynasty for a lifetime? The Song Dynasty is 800 years away from now, and compared with me as a modern person, there is a gap of 800 years, don't you understand?"
Of course, Xiang Pu could not agree with this statement: "No matter what era, people's hearts are the same. ”
"Is it the same? The ancients paid attention to blind marriage and dumb marriage, and the words of the parents' order matchmaker, do people talk about this now?"
Xiang Pu was puzzled: "Don't you talk about it?"
She really didn't know.
Jing Ming continued.
"The ancients said that the king was the minister, the father was the son, and the husband was the wife.
Xiang Pu was angry: "I don't know." ”
Jing Ming always talked about some differences between ancient and modern concepts, but he didn't mention the same human nature in ancient and modern times.
Anyway, Xiang Pu decided that Jing Ming was evading before.
Jing Ming messed around with her for a while, and then said: "I'm going to go out to work tomorrow, and in the future, I really won't run away anymore." ”
Speaking of this, Jing Ming looked at Xiang Pu's ancient costume and had an idea.
"I didn't take good care of you before, although Huangliang Yimeng made you understand people's hearts, but it didn't help you integrate into this society, so I think you should go to work with me in the future, so that you can get in touch with this society. What do you say?"
Xiang Pu was stunned for a moment, and some of his intentions moved.