Chapter 142: Greeting the Day
It's almost October, and the autumn breeze is cool. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoA man dressed in black stood in the shade of the trees over there, looking intently and calmly at the reflection of the pond.
Lu Qiming's steps paused for a moment, and then continued to walk towards him.
Qin Yuefeng heard the voice and turned to look over.
He said, "Please drink." β
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It's the best time here, the Tide Festival.
Guanhai City is close to the East China Sea but not close to it, and the word "sea" in the name is actually talking about the vast sea of clouds in the sky at this time.
There are always a few days a year when the sea of clouds stretches from the end of the eastern horizon to the coastal land, boundless, and the morning and dusk will rise and fall like a tide, which is extremely beautiful and spectacular. These sea of clouds are born due to the special flow of the five elements of the elemental force, which is different from ordinary clouds, not only does it not feel heavy and oppressive at a glance, but it is very clear and flexible, and it constantly refracts a faint colorful halo with the sun, as if it is in a fairyland.
The people who live here enjoy and love the scenery and celebrate this time as a festival.
Lu Qiming and Qin Yuefeng came out of the Qin Mansion and walked slowly to the south of the city in the direction away from the Central City Lord's Mansion, and saw that the eaves and corners of the houses along the way were all decorated with exquisite decorations for the festival, and the buildings were decorated everywhere.
There are many pedestrians on the street, including locals and guests from afar, most of whom have changed into new clothes with auspicious cloud patterns to reflect the festival. There is a woman who loves beauty and adds a Lingluo brocade cloak, the color is hazy and beautiful, and the eyebrows and eyes are really shrouded in smoke and clouds, like a person in an ink painting. No matter how plain it is, it will be matched with a wisp of bright color between the jewelry and clothing belt, and there will be no monotony everywhere in the city.
After walking, you will come to the river. The sound of Xiao drums and silk bamboos is endless, and there are singers who sing new and old word cards tactfully. The sea of clouds is reflected on the water, and the colorful boat painting is on the water again, and it is difficult to distinguish between heaven and earth for a while.
Lu Qiming and Qin Yuefeng restrained their breath, and walked around naturally with the crowd, not slow. When there is an occasional dialogue, only talk about the scenery around you and the current season. Not to mention anything else.
At this time, the first batch of citrus fruits of this year is newly on the market, and it is called "early red", which is sweet and colorful. The large round red citrus is built in the shape of a small boxy tower on the street stalls, which is very cute.
When the two of them turned an alley, there was a stage on the corner.
The candy seller blows the brass five-hole flute all the way, and the timbre is very different from the bamboo flute on the side of the Fangcai painting boat, and it is bright and cheerful when it enters the ear, and it is very energetic. Soon the child was brought in, and the candy seller stopped playing with a smile, and while bending down to say the joy of the festival, he raised his hand and struck it with a knife, and the milky white maltose fell. Jingle and laugh fade away.
Yanqiao Street is more prosperous, with many talented and beautiful women. There is a shop in the north section, selling tea and fruits, the hall is tall and open, and there is a gold-lettered signboard of "Cai Zhi Zhai". On the street are rose cloud slice cakes, nine-made plum peels, rock sugar pine nuts and orange cakes. Lu Qiming and the two happened to face each other with the shopkeepers who were soliciting on the side.
The guy was stunned, and he stepped forward and said happily: "Young Master Qin......"
At that time, Qin Yuefeng was chatting with Lu Qiming sideways, and his expression suddenly froze when he heard the sound. He froze for a moment, but his figure flickered and disappeared into the crowd. In a blink of an eye, Lu Qiming also left, leaving only the guy who didn't know why, thinking that he was dazzled.
After that, Lu Qiming found Qin Yuefeng in a secluded alley with a back house.
The man stood with his back against the courtyard wall, the shadows of the branches and leaves swaying slowly on the ground, and the wall was damp and shady. He raised his hand to cover his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, I ...... just now"
Lu Qiming shook his head.
After a while, Qin Yuefeng raised his head again, sighed with a light smile, and said, "It's okay, keep walking." β
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When the two of them sat down in the restaurant, they opened the window and could see a very wide lake not far away.
Lu Qiming looked at it for a while and said, "It's very similar to what we saw when we first came out that day." β
Qin Yuefeng nodded a little distractedly.
That's true. It was early in the morning when they came up from the bottom of the sea after the Great Prophecy. When the wind and waves are calm, the sea is boundless, and you can see the clouds in the sky when you look up.
Qin Yuefeng came back to his senses and frowned, "But the problem of prophecy has not been solved. Qiming, do you have any other way?"
He was still talking about what Lu Qiming couldn't see the prophecy. This matter is very difficult to understand, as if there is a force in the dark that is obstructing - even if Qin Yuefeng informs Lu Qiming of the content of the prophecy through various ways afterwards, as long as it is known by Lu Qiming, Qin Yuefeng will immediately sense that those prophecies are beginning to invalidate - which is equivalent to the invalidation of the prophecy.
"I'll forget it. Lu Qiming smiled, he was used to it. After a pause, he added: "Actually, I always have a vague feeling, perhaps...... If one day I can actually see the prophecy, it will not be a good thing. β
Qin Yuefeng nodded. He knew that for a cultivator like Lu Qiming, this feeling that sounded ethereal was actually extremely keen, and sometimes it was even more real than what he had seen with his own eyes. After pausing for a moment, Qin Yuefeng smiled and said, "Then it's the other way aroundβif you make an extremely bad prediction and tell you about it, then it won't happen." β
Lu Qiming smiled and said, "It's okay." β
In his mind, he was thinking that it was just adding uncertainty, but there was no guarantee that things would get better or worse. It's just because he knows Qin Yuefeng's mood.
Lu Qiming said: "Don't mention these for the time being. Whenever you need to use the Great Prophecy, come to me. β
Qin Yuefeng snorted.
Raising his head and drinking another glass of wine, he suddenly smiled and said, "Have you been in contact with Lin Youzhi recently?" Speaking of which, I remember that she went to the Black Triangle at that time, and half of them were still affected by you. β
"She. Lu Qiming's expression was a little complicated, and then he still smiled: "Actually, I met her once later. β
"Oh?" Qin Yuefeng came to his senses, straightened up and said, "Tell me?"
"Do you remember that I disappeared from the Martial Academy for a long time," Lu Qiming said with a smile, "There were some special circumstances at that time...... It was about me and a friend at the temple who happened to walk the teleportation array to the Black Triangle and met her. β
Qin Yuefeng said: "What about after that?"
Lu Qiming said: "After knowing that she was doing well there and had her own things to do, I came back." β
Qin Yuefeng was stunned for a moment and sighed: "Qiming, you are good at everything, but you are too incomprehensible." β
Lu Qiming smiled bitterly.
"Then," Qin Yuefeng said again, "What about Princess Anlan?"
Lu Qiming shook his head and smiled, and said, "She did come to me for other reasons. Now you also know, the so-called nine generations. β
Qin Yuefeng looked at him for a long time and didn't speak, and then said, "Qiming, let's make a bet, I guess you will have a time to worry about these in the future." β
Lu Qiming smiled: "I'm telling the truth." Anlan and I are friends, and I know that she really doesn't mean anything else. β
Qin Yuefeng said weakly: "You...... Hey, forget it. β
Lu Qiming smiled.
Qin Yuefeng raised his eyes to look at him, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "It's also strange, why do you know that you are the ninth generation now, but you still feel that there is no difference?"
Lu Qiming said: "Actually, it's really no different, the person you know has always been me." β
Qin Yuefeng lowered his eyes and smiled, and suddenly sighed softly: "Thank you." β
The wind curtain is shaking, and it is still cool in autumn. Lu Qiming's fingers turned the rim of the glass, and the light shimmered slightly through the wine.
"I'm a little envious of the group that is still in the Martial Academy......" Qin Yuefeng drank wine, was silent for a moment, and said, "Qiming, you know where my sister is, right?"
"Know part of it. Lu Qiming said: "I don't know how much you know, I'll start from the beginning." Do you remember that little girl named Yu Wenxuan?"
Qin Yuefeng nodded and listened quietly.
Lu Qiming spoke to him very seriously, and he also listened very carefully. And so the time passed.
After a long time, Qin Yuefeng muttered, "I, I used to blame her......"
Lu Qiming said slowly: "Yue Rong didn't tell you, she always thought that she should stand behind the scenes, as for that position, the more suitable person is you." β
Qin Yuefeng was quiet for a long time and did not nod.
He said: "In a few days, I won't go to the ancient battlefield." β
β...... Good. β
Downstairs in the restaurant, by the lake, the sky is bright.
The girl with a peach blossom face held the freshly baked snow-white steamed cake in the store with soft hands, as if she had picked the clouds in the sky and ate it.
The man looked at the crowd of people coming and going downstairs in a daze, and those joyful smiles with a festive atmosphere suddenly felt painful.
He lay on the table drunk, buried his face in the crook of his arm, and whispered.
"Qiming...... I killed a man. β
Lu Qiming looked out the window and drank with him silently.
A gust of wind blew, and the light-colored petals flowed away from the water.
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The next day. Qin Yuefeng walked out of Guanhai City alone in the silence before dawn, and no one knew his traces.
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ps: Yunxi Festival is one of the fantasies I had when I was a cardamom girl (laughs), looking at the handwriting at that time, I sighed that it was really an innocent mood. And the original intention of writing about the East China Sea and festivals at the beginning was originally a very soft and warm color, but I didn't expect so many things to happen in Qinmen by accident, and my mood was complicated.
The third volume is also nearing the end, and it can be regarded as a volume with losses and gains. The tentative title of the future fourth volume is "Dark River".