On the return trip, Han Feng and his party did not take the same path, because they hoped to meet Lijiao as soon as possible, so they first took the road to the west, waited until they reached the bend of the river, and then crossed the river to the north. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This route can just go around Futao City, and because the terrain is getting higher and the vegetation is increasing, there are few people.

Before entering the mountain, the horse-drawn carriages used by the people in the guise of merchants were left outside the mountain, so as to make the journey light. On this day, the group passed by an unnamed hill, and seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Lejin and several people burned pots and made stoves and set up camp.

Han Feng, Wanrou, Qingqiu, and Zhan Zhongqi had nothing to do, while waiting, Zhan Zhongqi saw that his robe was torn by a tree, so he called Wanrou to help sew it, and for a while, outside the tent, only Han Feng and Qingqiu were left sitting opposite each other.

After more than ten days of companionship, the two are also familiar with each other. Qingqiu saw that Han Feng was silent, so he opened his mouth first to break the silence: "I really want to see the divorce in your mouth." ”

Han Feng smiled: "Are you the one who wants to see her, or do you want to see her horse?"

Qingqiu took the ground as a seat and half-knelt and half-sit, nodded his chin with his slender hand, and said, "Both." I'm curious about what the woman you love looks like. ”

Han Feng was stunned. If the woman next to him said this, he might misunderstand what the other party thought about him, but in the face of Qingqiu, he could only smile helplessly, knowing that this woman spoke straightforwardly, she said curious, then she was really curious, and there was nothing else. From this point of view, she can be regarded as Zhan Fan of the women's middle school.

And she couldn't have thought otherwise. Thinking of this, Han Feng couldn't help but smile and sigh, thinking of the various women he had met. Liji is determined to be the greatest priest, and Mingxi wants to be the best formation, and now...... Qingqiu wants to be the most "close to the sky".

Tong is not just for the transformation, the one who passes, and the one who reaches it.

Although they said that they did not want future generations to leave to challenge the Pegasus, they still held the heart of the Rongqi people who did not admit defeat or admit defeat, and they used this persistence to pursue the power of the heavens, although they never succeeded, but they never gave up.

The fierce wild wind of Rong and the pure hope of "Tonglang" will eventually create a person like Qingqiu.

According to Qingqiu, it is said that the shaman has a cultivation method, that is, to worship God with his body, to keep chastity all his life, to be pure and have few desires, and only hope to reach the sky. Although none of the horse guards have achieved positive results along this path, there are still a few who follow the path until they reach old age.

Every time he thought that Qingqiu was in the name of the so-called "holy woman", but her temperament was like that of a female general, Han Feng secretly wanted to laugh.

Therefore, after listening to Qingqiu's question, Han Feng chuckled and shook his head: "You misunderstood, I made Lijiao the queen, not because I love her. She didn't marry me because she loved me, but because she helped each other. ”

"Oh. Qingqiu nodded thoughtfully, "But you must be in love with a woman, but this person is not gentle." She said this sentence lightly, which made Han Feng's heart move slightly.

Even he himself sometimes thinks that he loves Wanrou, and everyone around him thinks so, but how can everything be like a mirror in Qingqiu's eyes, clear and clear?

Qingqiu looked at his expression, and smiled gently: "Isn't it right for me to tell me?"

Han Feng said: "I thought that you practiced kung fu to get rid of the seven emotions and six desires, why are you so curious?"

Qingqiu stood up at this time. She turned her back to Han Feng and raised her head to the sky, so that Han Feng couldn't see her expression clearly at all, and only heard her say softly: "I don't know about people, how can I talk about the way of heaven?" This is what Uncle Langba said to me when he left the clan. ”

"Uncle Langba......" Han Feng thought that Langba seemed to be still alone until now, and it seemed that he was also cultivating this "holy path".

Qingqiu said: "Yes." He only said these eight words to me when he left, but unfortunately I was only eight years old at the time, and I only memorized these eight words and did not understand the meaning. It wasn't until I got older that I began to understand Uncle Lamba's good intentions. It is good to have a pure heart and few desires, but if you don't even know what your heart is and what your desires are, how can you know what is clear and what is a widow? If you don't know these things, then isn't it tantamount to seeking clarity in the midst of chaos is tantamount to seeking fish from the wood?"

Seeing that Han Feng was fascinated by what she heard, she smiled and asked, "Do you think I'm good-looking?"

If the same words are said by Liji, I am afraid that it will be in an arrogant and domineering tone, but although Qingqiu has a peerless demeanor, this sentence is asked sincerely, honestly, and without the slightest hint of pretentiousness, so Han Feng had to nod honestly: "Of course." ”

After Han Feng said this, he couldn't help laughing. He didn't feel embarrassed when he rarely praised a woman's beauty in person, but in front of Qingqiu, he didn't know why, he said frankly, like praising a famous painting, and as if he was appreciating the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, so natural.

In Han Feng's eyes, Qingqiu's eyes were clear at this time, and the whole person was like a water mirror, clear and translucent, Han Feng saw her from her, and also seemed to be able to see himself.

After listening to Han Feng's praise, Qingqiu didn't show a shy look, she nodded and said, "I know." So when I was fifteen years old, many men in my clan proposed marriage. And then, for the first time, I remembered Uncle Lamba's words again. I looked at those people at that time, and I wondered why they came to propose to me, just to look good, or whatever, what feelings, why, these are all things that I don't know, why I don't want them, why do my ancestors say that these things hinder my cultivation. In a word...... I thought about it a lot, and then, I tried to look at it. ”

"Look?" Han Feng was slightly stunned, "What are you looking at?" However, as soon as he asked this question, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "I asked it redundantly." "Come to think of it, Qingqiu is looking at those people's feelings for her. And she was able to be so clear and thorough, because of these seven years of observation.

Qingqiu said: "I guess you guessed. However, from the eyes of those people, I see more possession and conquest, and perhaps inferiority and covetousness, hehe, just like what I see now. She put her hands behind her back and raised her chin slightly, pointing to Zhang Lejin and others who were setting up a tent in the distance.

Han Feng followed her eyes, and saw Zhang Lejin and the others looking at Qingqiu from time to time while taking care of the work at hand. Their eyes were blazing, and sure enough, as Qingqiu said, they contained many.

Qingqiu said again: "Old Man Zhan has peeked into the way of heaven, and he looks at me like a dog in the sky, and like an ant and an insect in people...... And you see that I only appreciate and nothing else, but I don't know if what I said is right or not?"

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