The dog looked at Jiang Liao and Cuihua who came closer, and said with a cry on his face: "Since the young lady ran away from home, the lord and the lady have come to this locust tree every day to look forward to it, so many days...... Miss...... You, you...... Finally back. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Wang Cuihua couldn't see the man crying and crying without ambition, slapped the dog on the thin shoulder, slapped the dog on the ground, and reprimanded loudly: "The man has tears and doesn't flick, Miss, I'm not dead yet!"

Cuihua and her mother stepped forward, hugged her daughter, and said with tears in her eyes: "Good daughter, don't say those unlucky words...... Although the tiger girl is full of might, it is in front of outsiders, seeing the sad appearance of her mother, her heart can't help but be gloomy.

Wang Yuanwai is also a person who has passed through the world, but he is more calm, and comforted: "Aren't they all back, don't cry, go back and kill chickens to prepare for the feast." ”

The twilight shades the low and old farmhouse courtyard, and the tiled houses have green smoke rising in the gentle twilight, and the smell of food fills the small courtyard. Wang Yuanwai held a wine jug in one hand and a wine cup in the other hand and looked at the gradually darkening courtyard, but there was a trace of worry behind the happy expressions of the busy lady and the dog.

When it was completely dark, the meal was ready. Wang Yuanwai's family no longer has the politeness they had last time, and they obviously regard Jiang Liao as their own family. Wang Yuanwai knew that it was impossible for Jiang Liao to stay in Cangtou Town, and he sat on the chair for more than an hour, and he already thought about it in his heart, so it didn't matter. Young people always have to go out and about.

Wang Yuanwai slowly poured a large glass of wine, and said to Jiang Liao, "Promise me one thing." ”

Jiang Liao looked at Cuihua and stood up respectfully.

"Take care of the green flowers. ”

Jiang Liao didn't speak, raised his wine glass and drank it all.

The Zhuang family didn't pay so much attention to it, and Jiang Liaocuihua lived together in the wing room on the east side of the courtyard at night. The east wing has two beds next to each other against the wall, separated by a high table in the middle.

The night was already very deep, and the town's voices had sounded three times, but Jiang Liao and Cuihua still didn't feel sleepy, both of them were lying on their backs on the bed, staring at the dark night.

In the dark and silent room, Wang Cuihua's firm voice suddenly sounded: "Dao Mountain, Sea of Fire!"

There was a long silence.

It wasn't until the atmosphere was already a little depressing that Jiang Liao's voice came from the darkness: "Hell, heaven!"

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In the summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and it seems that only a quarter of an hour has passed, and the white paper window of the landlord is illuminated by the sky outside, and the sound of roosters crows one after another resounded over the town. Jiang Liao and Cuihua finished washing, and after a simple meal, they said goodbye to Wang Yuanwai and his wife on the road.

Before leaving, Jiang Liao stuffed all his little savings into the dog's hands, but the dog didn't want it, so he accepted it after some resignation. Every teenager has a dream of cultivating immortals in his heart, and the dog is of course no exception, Jiang Liao patiently explained the method of enlightenment to the dog, as for whether he can practice or not, it depends on his own creation.

Knowing the daughter is like her father, before Jiang Liao and Cuihua have not decided, Wang Yuanwai knew that Hu Niu would definitely go with Jiang Liao, so he had last night's glass of wine.

Several slanting cooking smoke rose from the Qingwa houses, and the sound of chickens crowing one after another in the morning light was endless, and Cangtou Town was getting farther and farther away, but this peaceful scene of ordinary people living leisurely left a deep impression on Jiang Liao, until the later years of conquest, the white bones on the Middle-earth continent were exposed in the wild, and there was no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. This laid-back and peaceful rural scene is no longer to be found.

An hour later, even the Sky Candle Peak disappeared on the horizon behind them, and the two of them slept all the way, tired but not tired, but the red sun hung overhead, and the people were covered in sweat. Fortunately, the Yunmeng Mountain Range was already far away, like a giant dragon lying across the sky, dividing the north and south of the Middle-earth Continent into two.

From north to south, from the flat land into the mountain road, the scenery becomes verdant, the morning sun is in the sky, the heat and romance are spread out endlessly, and there is an abandoned temple at the foot of the mountain, which looks like it has been dilapidated for a long time. The world is not peaceful, and I think there is no reason for the nearby villagers to come to the temple to pray for the blessing of the gods.

The Daoguan and temples of the Great Xia Dynasty were once everywhere, especially in the years when the Daomen apologetic cavalry was rampant, almost every village was built with the Sanqing Temple, which enshrined the true body of the three archbishops of heaven, earth and man. But in addition to the Sanqing Orthodoxy, the folk of the Xia Dynasty also worshipped some practical miscellaneous gods, the mountain god who managed the mountains and rivers, the water god who protected the river, and the night wandering god who blessed the foot merchants on the road, and so on.

Jiang Liao gently pushed open the door of the temple with only one left, and saw that the beams and platforms in the small temple were full of cobwebs, and the color of the statue had almost fallen off, revealing the mottled mud tire inside, but the majestic appearance was still faintly recognizable. The scorching midday sun fell on every inch of the mountain, and the heat wave was rolling outside, and the two of them went into the shadow of a foot inside the temple gate to drink water to escape the heat.

The sunlight shines on the shrine from the open temple door, the shrine is made of mud mixed with straw, each side is smooth and abnormal touched by the craftsman, the sunlight falls on the side of the three-foot shrine, and there are two names engraved on it one by one, Xie Da Niu, Miao Xiaohua.

Jiang Liao and Cuihua looked at each other and smiled, walked to the front of the shrine to look carefully, and found that there was a line of small words behind the name: Eternal life, eternal eternity, never separated.

This is a masterpiece left by young men and girls in nearby villages and towns, and looking at the profound handwriting, it should have been many years. Wang Cuihua looked at Jiang Liao, with a rare shyness on her face, and said with a little resentment: "People followed you, neither in the Daoguan to receive a ceremony, nor in the town, and even the wedding hall for marriage was not set up. Looking at the words on the altar, Cuihua's big eyes had a sly look of joy, and she said softly: "Why don't we worship here." ”

Barren mountains and broken temples, lonely and uninhabited.

Wang Cuihua held the soil as incense in front of the mountain god, inserted the flowers and plants picked at the foot of the mountain, and knelt down reverently in front of the mountain god, with his hands folded. Jiang Liao glanced at the majestic mountain god and slowly knelt down.

"Sword Mountain and Sea of Fire!" Jiang Liao said.

"Heaven and hell!" Wang Cuihua followed.

The two of them said in unison.

Standing up in front of the statue, the two people looked at each other with some strange expressions in their eyes. It was a look of miserliness and understanding, like friends who have known each other for many years. As long as they have visited the church and sworn an oath, on the ground of the Great Xia Dynasty, they will be officially husband and wife.

Salute to the mountain god, exit the small temple and continue on the road. Cuihua looked at the handwriting on the altar and thought: After so many years, are these two people still together?

The two of them did not stop for a moment, and when they were about to enter Salt Lake City, they met a group of beggars who were making trouble, this group of beggars had been continuously recruited by the original dozen or so beggars, and now it had grown into a sparrow flock of dozens of people, who were singing and dancing around the door of a restaurant.