Dunhuang rushed to the cornfield in the village, holding his stomach with his right hand, a strange expression appeared on his face, and his mouth kept muttering: "In this dilapidated village, there are only a few toilets...... Aunt Zhang goes to the toilet for as long as eating, I can't wait, I can't wait..."

The joy of life is nothing more than the flower candles in the cave room, the title of the gold list, and the whole grains gushing out of the body happily...

He had an intoxicated and contented look on his face, a weed in his mouth, and looked at the clear blue sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The golden withered grass is connected into a piece of sun, and the people who are shaking are relaxed and happy.

The smoke curls from the cooking, the smell of vegetables rising from the houses blends with a strange smell to form a special smell, and children and chickens and dogs chase each other, and cattle and sheep make long bleating noises from time to time......

The boy grinned his white teeth, and he found that he actually liked this village very much, although the people in the village did not have long hair, and they did have short knowledge, they did not like to be clean, they were a little nervous, they liked to chatter, and they believed in stick education, in short, they had many shortcomings......

But they are all warm-hearted people, a family makes something delicious, and when they meet a passing fellow, they will definitely pull up a few cups; when a child is born, a birth ceremony will be held to bless it; when a family is in trouble, many families will help; during the New Year's holidays, what tea, dried vegetables, bacon, smoked fish, and curly leaves will be sent to each other, laughing and dancing, and eating meat...

The ravine is poor, but the people are simple and kind, like a crystal river hidden in the deep mountains.

The sound of the corn stalk interrupted the boy's thoughts, and he gently picked the pole away, and covered his ass with the fallen leaves around him, a hint of joy and confusion appeared in his bright eyes.

Standing in the cornstalk were two men, one of whom had a felt hat for farming, a sickle in his hand, and mud on his rolled trousers, apparently having just finished his labor.

The other person was dressed in a completely different way, he was dressed in a clean brocade robe, with a purple crown on his head, like the crown of an emperor, and an extraordinary sword pinned to his waist, which looked bejeweled and unrestrained.

This noble man looks like a jade tree in the wind, chic and handsome, and has a dusty temperament, so he looks a little out of place when he stands in this dry corn stalk pile.

Dunhuang frowned, a little displeased with this person's posture in the small village.

"Does the master know such a noble person?" he pricked up his ears with interest, like an obsessed teenager who had been brought in by the storyteller.

"Xiao Xi went to see Dunhuang to practice swords again today. The farmer man with the hat spoke calmly, and when he had finished speaking, he paused and spoke again, with some impersonal tones: "It's not okay to go on like this." ”

"Hanging a piece of meat in front of the turtle is to hope that the turtle will move forward, not to hope that he will actually eat the meat. The noble man teased: "Senior brother, you are really a good means!"

"Yes, I didn't expect it either!" The farmer shook his head and thought for a moment: "Ling Yun, the young master of the Pulse Sword Sect, has come to propose marriage. ”

"A boy with a body of destruction and a girl with the breath of life are indeed a perfect match, they are the future of the artifact clan, and they should be together. ”

Surprisingly, the farmer did not make any rebuttal, he stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the blue sky, and his already somewhat rickety back was rendered by him with a depressed and lonely taste.

Of course, there's a hint of mystery.

"The day is still coming. ”

The noble man nodded in agreement, stared at the farmer's back, and frowned slightly: "Haven't your thoughts changed?"

The farmer turned his back to him and nodded.

"Even if we all die?"

"For the sake of the artifact clan, everyone can die. The farmer turned around, and his cloudy eyes showed a clarity and firmness that was hard to see.

He patted the noble man's hand and said calmly: "Everyone wants to do what they like in the process of growing up, but doing the right thing is the real growth." ”

"Senior brother, you are so determined that it is right to gamble on a teenager's sense of responsibility with our death?"

"Isn't it right that the artifact clan has hope for revival?" a faint mockery appeared in the farmer's eyes, as if he looked down on the brightly dressed but undetermined junior brother in front of him.

The noble man was silent for a while, but did not answer.

"We have no other way, dying on the battlefield is indeed our destiny, but the revival of a race in addition to the superficial blood and bravery will inevitably help the conspiracy and filth, these things must be done by someone......"

The noble man nodded, and after a while, a clear look appeared in his eyes: "Senior brother, you are right, against a ruthless enemy like the Tianlong people, there is no chance of winning without some extreme methods."

I can do without this life, but I hope your insistence is correct, otherwise you will pray that I will never be allowed to live. The noble man stared into the farmer's eyes, as if he wanted to see through not only the latter's will, but also his soul.

This time, it was the farmer's turn to remain silent.

There are some things in the world that are not right or wrong, and even if there are, who can completely control the future of right and wrong?

The wind was blowing, the corn stalks rattled, and the silence was almost oppressive.

The noble man's eyes crossed the wind and the flying grass clippings, looking at the simple girl who was playing hopscotch in front of the village, the two glanced at each other, and said tacitly: "We haven't asked Xiaoxi and Dunhuang what they think, the children are innocent." ”

"We are really useless, incompetent enough to throw such a big responsibility to those children, so we can pay the price of death and sacrifice all our soul and strength to let Ling Yun break through the threshold of sect-level hunters, but we must ensure the safety of Xiao Xi and Dunhuang.

It's cruel, but they will understand our intentions. ”

"So you want to send Xiao Xi away as soon as possible, when her relationship with Dunhuang is the most ignorant and naïve?"

The farmer nodded and sighed softly, "It is impossible for them to be together, and in that case, it is better not to have a relationship between a man and a woman."

Even if there is, I will strangle. ”

The noble man was stunned, and said with some sympathy: "Wouldn't this be a little cruel to Dunhuang?"

The farmer nodded helplessly: "I'm not the kind of person who hates the poor and loves the rich, even before Lingyun appeared, I thought about marrying Xiao Xi Xu to Dunhuang.

But for the sake of the clansmen and for the sake of righteousness, I can only sacrifice the little love silk of these infatuated children and resentful daughters. ”

"How do you talk to Dunhuang?"

The farmer gently brushed aside the stem in front of him, looked at the rotten leaves on the ground, and his voice trembled: "That kid in Dunhuang is very kind, he always thinks that he has delayed the choice and freedom of others, how can he bear to stay in this ravine for the rest of his life and be a woman who serves him?"

He raised his head and sighed infinitely: "It's the ugly duckling of the swan that has to fly after all, if you can't get this beauty if you don't have enough strength, why not quietly appreciate this beauty?"

The noble man shook his head as well and slowly left after the farmer.

......

The wind was light and a little cold, and Dunhuang listened to this dialogue with few short words but huge meaning, which was a little inexplicably cold.

After solving the physiological problem, he lay on his back on the ground alone, looking at the sky quietly but silently.

Xin Wu stood in the distance and looked at a young man as bright as a stream, and felt some sympathy in his heart.

He called out to the latter gently, but it was clear that Dunhuang could not hear anything.

As a bystander, Xin Wu is older than Dunhuang in front of him, and the things he has experienced are not comparable to the current Dunhuang, Dunhuang has grown up like a carefree child now, and his worries are also the common troubles of ordinary teenagers, so his experience in dealing with things cannot be compared with Xin Wu, who has experienced life and death, ups and downs.

Dunhuang could roughly understand the message conveyed by the words of the farmer and the noble man, but Xin Wu knew that both the farmer and the noble man were just lying.

He was sure that the two men must have known that Dunhuang was here, so they deliberately revealed these words.

It's just that the young Dunhuang's thoughts are clean and sincere, and he can't find this kind of deliberateness.

Since it is deliberate, what the two are talking about is definitely not such an old-fashioned and vulgar alliance as a strong alliance.

Dunhuang thought that this was the trouble of a childhood sweetheart girl who wanted to marry a teenager who was better than herself, more responsible and responsible.

But Xin Wu saw much more than that, the farmer was too natural when he talked to the noble man, so things would definitely not be so natural.

Xin Wu frowned slightly, knowing that this innocent and beautiful memory was about to turn around here.

......

The rooster crowed three watches, and sat on the edge of the young man's bed early, looking at the moon outside the window with sloppy eyes.

This time she didn't rush to wake up the stubborn teenager, but kept stroking the boy's black hair.

The tenderness left by her hand through his black hair, wrapped around her fingertips, remained in the heart.

The strange thing is that the boy has woken up at this time, but he is still cowering in the quilt and refuses to get up.

"Why are you so quiet, it's not normal. He stretched out boredly and ruffled his well-combed hair.

This time, Xi Xi was not angry, but suddenly hugged him, and said with red eyes: "Senior brother, my father said that he would take me out to see the world, and he said that he would go for a long, long time." ”

The young man was stunned, his nails were imperceptibly embedded in his fingers, but he said with a smile on his face: "Do you want to go?"

Xixi was a little embarrassed and nodded a little embarrassed: "I want to go, but who will take care of you when I leave?"

Dunhuang looked at Xixi's eyes full of expectation but full of apology, and suddenly felt a little inexplicably angry in his heart, and said in her tone: "Go if you want, you are not my follower, why do you keep following me, you don't live for me." ”

"No one will wake you up after that. ”

"I have a few more roosters in the chicken coop, so I won't miss the days when you made me sleep every day. ”

"But I will miss the days when I woke you up and went to bed every day!" Xixi hugged Dunhuang tightly, and beautiful little tears flowed out of her big eyes.

Her cry was loud, bright, as bright as the sun.