Chapter 198: Longing for Life

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"If you are still on the road, stick to your path, and you will find what you are looking for, people, things, feelings, or other things on the road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"After all, it's all yours. ”

The general looked at Yin Huai's eyes that were a little distracted in the mist, at this time he didn't look like a master, nor like a general, he was just a person, a passerby, but he was also a guide.

"Go south, it's the way you should go, and you'll find what you're looking for on that road. ”

What does Yin Huai want?

Marry the little girl, reconnect the broken path of cultivation, and then learn the knife to kill, and then use the knife to kill the gods.

These are things that are far away, but they are things that he has to do, and he is on the road, and he is learning to do those things.

The general looked up at the fiery sunlight in the sky, as if he had thought of something, and the brilliance on his face was not like seeing the sun, as if he had seen the moon, full of moonlight like water.

The general also walked on the road, on the way to the moon on the moor.

Yin Huai also saw a piece of moonlight leaking from the general's face,

"What if...... I also want to see the moon in front of the mountain, and I also want to know if the moon is as big and round as the general said, and maybe, I can go and see it too. ”

Yin Huai wants one more thing, and that is also a real road, the road to the north.

It's just that before that, he wants to go south, to the city, to the shore of the West Lake, to get married.

These are just things that Yin Huai silently decided in his heart, he never wants to say too much, and he is not good at saying touching things, but he will always remember what he has to do.

The general saw the yearning in Yin Huai's eyes and said with a smile.

"This trip to Lin'an, but you can go to find someone, maybe ......," the general explained.

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Xiao Pian felt that the wind was blowing too slowly and leisurely today, and it was blowing too comfortably, so comfortable that she forgot the time.

Xiao Ren saw a piece of moonlight sliding down on the white chrysanthemum in front of her, the white of the white chrysanthemum and the white of the moonlight were intertwined, and she couldn't tell whether it was a moonlight chrysanthemum or a chrysanthemum-colored moon.

But Xiao Lian has seen a more beautiful and pure moonlight.

Then Xiao Lian also saw the moonlight reflected in the gypsum water, and the gypsum water was really covered with a layer of fog, could it be that the name of this gypsum water comes from this?

The reflected moonlight was pulled a little closer by the clear water in the river, but it was still not close enough.

Xiao Ren had seen the moon that she could touch with her hand, or rather, it was the moon she was familiar with.

It's not that she doesn't like the moon that seems to be isolated from the world, but the moon has a sense of alienation.

But Little Rey prefers the moon in her house.

Her favorite thing before leaving home was to sneak out to play in the brighter and gentler moonlight, and the banyan tree against the wall, and the low wall of vines was her most powerful assistant.

The moonlight illuminated everything so clearly, but as long as it was shrouded in the green shade, it was easy to escape by seeking the shelter of the low wall.

Unless he was standing on a very high building, he could barely see Xiao Lian's sneaky figure.

It just so happens that there is such a small building in Xia City, and the name of the small building is also related to the moon, called the Moon Picking Building.

The people of Xia City said that the Moon Picking Tower was not the real moon, but just the show off and warning of the general surnamed Xia, who married the most beautiful moon in the wasteland, to all the womanizers in the world.

Her aunt is already very beautiful, and her name is also very beautiful, but it is a little poignant, called Yueliang.

But Xiao Lian didn't feel that the moon was cold, nor did she feel that her grandmother had any poignant coldness.

How could the moon be cold, she remembered that when she was found by her brother and brought back, she would always take her to the moon picking building, and Grandma would also be there, and there was Abba, who was rarely seen.

The light of the moon sprinkled everything was sprinkled all over everything, and everything was covered by the moon with a cloud much richer than the current gypsum water, Xiao Lian always remembered that Grandma's warm hands were warm, Abba was warm, even my brother's pretended to be angry was warm, and even the pastries on the plate were also warm, all of which were freshly baked.

Isn't the moonshine also freshly baked, shouldn't it be warm?

As for her own grandma, Xiao Lian is very familiar, how can such an aunt who likes flowers and grass, likes the moon and likes children have something to do with something like poignant and snatched from her brother's lame poems.

In Xiao Lian's memory, Grandma is always full of smiles and gentleness.

Xiao Pian thought, the moon should be warm, like the sun, otherwise the moon in the wasteland is so close but so warm, and why is the moon so far away, Liang Xiao Pian wants to cry?

Xiao Ren remembered the moon in her hometown, and Xiao Ren missed the moon in her hometown.

And that home under the moon.

There is still that building at home, and the building is the life she wants to go back to.

"Brother, I miss you so much, I'm like Abba, I'm like Grandma. ”

Xiao Lian lowered her head, and a few ripples rippled in the water.

The little pity in the moonlight looked even more pitiful, pitiful and a little cute.

The old horse, who had sniffed out of the gap in the flowers, snorted quietly, and then shook his tail at the annoying grass whiskers beside him.

Then he continued to sneak into the flowers, and I don't know who he was looking for.

Xiao Lian is still sad, still nostalgic.

She looked up.

"Brother, when I get married, I'll go and pick up Abba and Grandma, okay, even if Abba doesn't want to come to Dayin, then I'll go and take Grandma to Dayin?"

Naturally, no one would respond to the riverside where there was no one left, but Xiao Lian still looked at one place cautiously, as if expecting something to happen.

But it's still too fantastical, nothing happens, nothing happens, only a lonely little red flower blooming.

Although it was the only small red flower that bloomed in this grassland after the sea of red flowers that day, it was also an ordinary flower, not like fire, nor did it jump like a flame, and there were no souls in it that had not yet been reincarnated.

It really was just an ordinary little red flower.

Xiao Lian looked at the little red flower, and then, fell asleep.

Aunt Mei led the old horse, or rather, the old horse dragged Aunt Mei to the river.

The tear stains on Xiao Pian's cheeks refracted the moonlight, very beautiful, the kind of pity that was so good-looking.

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Good luck to you, second more. I wouldn't say that the previous one was coded in the morning, and then forgot about it......