It was midnight, and the fog regained its vision, enveloping everything and compressing the world around it into a small and cramped curtain. When she is in a good mood, this place is like a fairyland, like sitting on the clouds, how can Xiao Miao, who is in a very bad mood, have this heart, she only feels that this place is like a rice paper house, which will be blown away by a gust of wind at any time, or broken into by something. Just because I don't know what's coming, that's the most terrifying.

A few steps away is a deep and unknown space, where there seems to be too many things hidden, all kinds of sounds from all directions, slowly amplified as time passes, becoming clearer and clearer. Xiao Miao curled up in the mud under the rocks, looking around blankly, and sincerely regretted that he had not gone with the man. Although this decision to stay was not all her idea, the result of the fait accompli was so unbearable. She felt that her recent thinking was completely in vain, not only far from her expectations, but also made her suffer. One wrong step, one wrong step, and one wrong step. Emotions such as self-blame, self-pity, and self-pity, surrounded by loneliness and constantly transmitting sound effects, are more likely to occupy people's hearts. The little seedling in the dark is afraid of being alone, and any wind and grass will make her suffer from shock. She frantically lit the second torch, unable to wait for the previous one to darken, it was too dark here. The more time passed, the more I felt that there was a big mouth in the shadows, as if it would show its fangs after a while. It wasn't until four fires lit in front of her at the same time that she felt a little better. But soon, she felt that the rock behind her was also unreliable, and she always felt that there was something behind it. She had to do something, so she struggled to climb up, she wanted to light up there, turn it into a beacon in her heart.

Slowly weakened, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke, which is the fate of the torch. Soon, only the last one was left in her hand, and it was slowly turning into a 'little match for the girl'.

She began to look forward even more to the man's return. So she relied more on the light, and so there was light.

It was the light of a mung bean, it was ethereal, and when I saw her, it immediately went out, and it simply didn't work. Then came the man, grinning and walking slowly, not at all showing the slightest worry he should have. It made her burst into tears and rage, and she wanted nothing more than to be outraged, manic, and completely irrepressible.

Dumb stared at the pear blossom with the rain seedling, surrounded by more than a dozen extinguished torches, like a broken fence. Tattered clothes, dirty little face, telling her helplessness everywhere, and her desolation all over her body, it stands to reason that this should be an extremely pitiful picture.

But she stood there with her hips crossed, with in her hand the only short stick left from the excessive burning, and anyone could see that she was burning with rage. With the face at the bottom of the black pot, the expression of unbridled blood, and the tongue like a music box full of strings, it makes someone seem to fall into the ancestral hall in charge of family law. This master was in a trance for a while, sighing that he had picked up someone's kind by mistake. God, it's all here, women will still choose to go crazy first, what kind of breath is this.

The only way to quiet a woman is to act. Yes, act now.

Pulling and dragging, walking around the mountain, this is Dumb's action.

The preparations this time could not be more complete, but there were too many surprises. If you can't get out of the same way with your toes, you can only go forward, and you have to go around this mountain.

The bamboo stakes in the iron ring were already exhausted, and only the torches in their hands remained, and there were only about thirty of them. Whether you can persist until you get out of danger depends on these things, and you can only save a little, and it is inevitable for the two to share a torch. If you don't want to go, you have to go, and if you don't want to be next to each other, you have to be next to each other.

Wangshan is still running a dead horse, how easy is it to go around the mountain, this departure is a long journey, and Xiao Miao's body bones have become the biggest shortcoming. As the saying goes: the amount of water in a barrel depends on the shortest board, and so on, how far you can run depends on the injured leg.

Dumb holding the seedlings, it is better to say that it is more appropriate to hold or carry them, and if you are in a little hurry, you will drag people to the ground. Impatience and recklessness are conjoined children, and once they are raised, they are difficult to break. The two of them want to get out of trouble as soon as possible, this is a standard like-mindedness, and it should be easy to reach a tacit understanding, but the current situation, let alone being troubled, is simply awkward to the extreme. Dumb is also annoyed by his poor performance, and he realizes that he really doesn't seem to be able to take care of people, especially injured women. The profession of flower messenger is not something that can be done well if you want to.

Seeing that Xiao Miao was slumped on the ground again, when would it be a head to drag it out like this? Since it has been messed up, it is better to smash it again, and see what other people Zhu Bajie does? So, Xiao Miao became the daughter-in-law very sadly, and was carried behind her like a sack.

To say, this person also needs to be tacitly understood, and the one who is carried must also be clamped hard, or if the action is a little bigger, it will slip down, and the seedling will be weak like a loach. After a few tosses and turns, he didn't get out of a few miles, and someone's back became butter waxed, slippery and didn't leave his hands. Dumb gritted his teeth and switched to a shoulder-mounted type.

Now it's finally easy, Xiao Miao has been sinned, not only sinned, but also aggrieved. Don't say it with your head down, you can always see Dumb's buttocks, slapping your face one by one, and I don't know where this guy is coming from, just count this one the most buried. Of course, his ass is not much better, and he was grabbed by the man in his hands when he changed his shoulders on his dumb face, and he kneaded it intentionally or unintentionally if he was in the wrong position. It's, it's all a shame for the old man.

Xiao Miao was very aggrieved, her tears were like a small river that couldn't be stopped, she walked all the way, and she didn't know where those tears were usually hidden. She only knew that this was the most difficult cry in her life. My head was congested and dizzy, and my stomach was twitching, but fortunately, the last time I vomited cleanly, there was only a little sour water and snot left.

Dumb is very tired, he died overnight, and he has more than 100 pounds on his back, and his back hurts and his legs cramps, which is a lack of calcium, how can he have a little fun of carrying his daughter-in-law. Fortunately, with the Xiaoshan brand learning machine, you will never get lost again.

Gradually, the sky was slightly revealed, and the night must have stumbled over like this. Kankan turned the foot of the mountain, and the fog in front of him became lighter and lighter, and the more he walked, the more he suddenly opened up, until a green meadow appeared in front of him. It really walked out of Daze like this.

Turning his head sharply, the stone mountain towered behind him, but it blocked the heavenly might. A mountain is a pass, and the south and north of the mountain are like two completely different worlds, and the true face of the mountain is only revealed at this time. The shape of the mountain is like a ripe peach, the peak end is cracked, a good water is hanging in front of the river, rolling down the mountain, lying between the meadows, nine bends and eighteen bends. It is in response to the sentence 'The flying stream goes straight down to 3,000 feet, and the rushing stream will not return'. Hehe.

It turns out that the two sections of water hidden on the map originate from the two small rivers in the north and south of the same mountain, and the water potential of the northern foot is not enough, and it may rain for a few more days before it breaks through the terrain and gushes out of the valley. The southern foot has always been there. "Hey, Yangguan Avenue is here, but Lao Tzu chose a single-plank bridge."

"Hahaha"! Dumb was exhausted at this time, but he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart, laughed three times, and slapped his palm on the most convenient place. This palm, with a feeling, is difficult to control, has its own temperament of opening a monument and cracking stones, forget, why don't you feel it?

"Roar, Xiao Miao, look, let's get out of Daze." The man who was excited, at this moment, was like a boy offering his life, and he went to the hill with one hand. In the field of vision, the infinite scenery is in hand, and the clouds and mist in the middle of the mountain line the peach peak. Everything is logical, just waiting for Xiao Miao's cheers to coincide. I heard a painful hum, but I saw the man standing up tremblingly, covering somewhere behind him, with a sad and angry face, and his teary eyes were swollen, like two longevity peach .......

I'm sorry, I'm sorry now, is it still useful? You're throwing a sack like someone, throwing it around?

Xiao Miao slowed down for a long time with hatred, this is Lisuo, glared at Dumb several times, and silently walked to the river to wash, looking at the situation, it is light to ignore Dumb in this life, and it is serious to keep it in mind.

Dumb knows that he is wrong, and he also knows that he must not talk about mistakes again. Nonodi gabbled a few times, but after a few strokes, he turned around a bay and went to wash it far away.

"Hey—" Fluttershy, who had been silent for a long time, sighed softly and said quietly, "You, when you first entered the Immortal Sword Sect, you were still a student, and you were very knowledgeable and annoying. Although it is a little rough in his bones, it is not as annoying as it is now."

Dumb had water droplets on his face, and he said in a daze: "Yes, I realized that I forgot a lot today, and I have changed a lot." It's rare that he doesn't pick on Fluttershy's words, and when he thinks back on the past few years, he sighs.

Thinking about himself at the beginning, the one-person sect has not been in the past year, and he caught up with the changes of Gengchen. From a powerless bookworm to a martial artist who is directly on the Iron Horse. Just fought all the way, running through most of Kyushu. From Anyang to Linzhou, from Linzhou to the desert, a big battle in the Mobei River Valley completely broke his heart. But three years of military service, after all, is the deepest imprint of his life, and the blood in the camp has already watered himself rough and sharp. In the two years of this life, I was mixed with the homeless bandits, and the superposition of five years made me so stiff and rude, and those soft and twisty texts were learned in vain. It seems that there is a reason why Qing'er left me in the first place. It's the same rescue, I didn't see Xiao Miao's eyes looking at him, and it was like he had a grudge?

"Now, even if Grandpa wants to live back, I can't do it, right?

Boom, a boulder was kicked into the bottom of the river by Dumb, as if he had kicked away the gains and losses. The way to live in this life is called following the trend and being happy.

Xiao Miao freshened up for a while, but the conditions were limited, and it was really impossible to be thorough. The little woman had just seen herself on the surface of the river, and she was very frightened. The heart said: No wonder that man slammed and hit me, this ugly appearance even makes me feel cold when I look at it. The little girl hurriedly combed her long hair with a roe deer bone, took out the hoop and brushed it up with a hairstyle that fell smoothly. Escape in a hurry, clothes can't be exquisite, that's the only way. In addition to the camping things, there are a lot of things that my daughter's family has traced. Watching them makes Xiao Miao difficult, is this time the time? No matter, dress up first, if you don't do it for others, can't you do it for yourself?

Dumb was some distance away from her, and the long artemisia grass obscured her vision, where did she know her entanglement. This rude man was crackling back and forth, and he couldn't wait to take off naked and have a good time.

The sun was just rising, and the morning glow slowly receded from the meadow, still red as blood in the sky. Xiao Miao finally stopped recuperating and chose a dry place to get busy. From afar, Dumb smelled the sweet aroma of Linggu's cooking, and subconsciously cut over a small fish in the river, which was the beat of breakfast, and he almost forgot it. Fortunately, people in Jiangnan do this kind of thing, and they are the most familiar with it. In just a stick of incense, more than a dozen cleaned up small fish were worn with long grass and carried in Dumb's hands.

Xiao Miao boiled a small pot of Linggu, which was for two people, and the marinated roe deer meat was served in a small pot and was simmering on the fire. Dumb came over with fish skewers, and it happened that the spices and pots were ready-made, so he went to find some cooking and added a side dish. Cooking smoke, accompanied by Yiren, blue sky and green grass, gurgling streams, the two can rarely live together in a harmonious atmosphere. Isn't it wonderful? Who knows.

Speaking from the heart, sort it out a little, Xiao Miao is a beautiful girl. The face is like a goose egg, the jaw is round, the skin is delicate, the eyebrows are like dai, the shoulders are smooth, the willow waist is full, and the fat powder has been slightly applied, and she looks like a quiet beauty. It's the eyes that were originally like apricot kernels, but now they are a little swollen and bloodshot, and it's more appropriate to have a longevity peach.

Beauty is born with the capital to be mad, not to mention that the beauty at this time is still quiet and virtuous, so it is even more lethal. The two of them need to rest for a while, and then they have a chance to count each other's origins. Xiao Miao's experience is strange, and at this time, she is crying like a complaint, and a certain self-proclaimed blunt person begins to have surging good thoughts and overflowing love. Let the injured girl go on a lonely road how dangerous it is, at this time I want to part ways, you are still not human? Isn't it the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Villa, it's only 1,800 miles away, what is it?

(A few days ago, a book friend discussed the matter of writing in the comments, and I was very concerned, so I would like to talk about it.) One is that I feel very warm about the topic of sending to book friends, and the other is that I want to talk about it myself. Personally, I think that writing a novel is to put the story in my heart on paper, the pig's feet have their own shadow, the villain has their own hatred, and the heroine is the perfect embodiment of the love in my heart.

Since it is inevitable that you will be branded in the tone, then don't hide it, sooner or later your tail will be exposed, it is better to write it like this from the beginning. Otherwise, if people think that they imitate Mo Yan or Wang Shuo, they will not only be disliked, but also infringement? Although whether or not they can infringe on their rights is another matter, at least it is contrived.

The choice of words and sentences varies from person to person, and there is a fixed beat, which is actually the rhythm of talking and chatting on weekdays, which will be discovered sooner or later. It's hard to grasp someone's rhythm, and the northeast calls it "huh", and the south calls it "meat", or something. The author turned out to have a subordinate, who was a man. Cherish words like gold, and be very good at expression, which is actually not contradictory. Scenes, feelings, thanks, etc., others have said a long way, and he will just say the right sentence: "Me too", his expression is very sincere, and you can feel that he cares in his heart. That's his rhythm, but it takes time to affirm his people and get used to his thinking. So there are all kinds of things, after all, the matter of writing is still based on the heart, not about the way and method, only about the itch, and the most important thing is that people can feel your emotions. By extension, it is the words under quotation marks, without the prefix suffix, you know who said it, and you can see that face when you close your eyes. Hehe, it makes the reader look like a decoder, sorry! In fact, it is the expression ability and situational ability of the text, just understand, and encourage each other to be the best. ）