Chapter 47: The Conscience That Eats Up
Xiao Yu did not rush to leave Biluo Lake, but chose to rest here for a few days. One is to wait for Huang Hanji and Shen Dongzan's two people, and the other is to be a little relieved about the surrender of Brobi Khan.
Xiao Yu sat alone in the tent, outside the tent was the vast grassland, behind him were the grassland cavalry, dressed in grassland costumes, with a grassland scimitar hanging on his waist, and drinking the unique mare's milk wine on the grassland, even the person he wanted to marry was a grassland person. For a while, Xiao Yu felt a little unaware of being a guest in his dreams.
Is the grassland home, or is it the majestic city that can't be crossed by half a step?
There is no family to return, there is no revenge, it is Xiao Yu's two can'ts, Buddhism has a saying, there are eight sufferings in life: life, old age, sickness, death, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go. He Xiao Yu couldn't ask for it, and he couldn't let it go.
So it's his suffering.
Xiao Yu took the mare's milk wine in his hand and drank it all.
Suddenly remembered that when I came here for the first time, I still came with Lin Yinping, and the two of them at that time did not have these worries and sorrows, but they were chased and killed all the way by the horse thieves under the Red Lady and ran to the foot of this snowy mountain in a panic.
Run together and eat yellow sheep together.
This is probably the happiest period of his life.
The moonlight was like water, and there was silence in the big tent, Xiao Yu softly hummed an untitled limerick poem that his mother loved to sing to him when he was a child.
"A plough ox and half a field are harvested by heaven, and the famine is also based on heaven. Coarse tea and light rice are full of three meals, sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening. The cloth is warmer than silk, and it can be worn long and short. There are a few thatched huts, and they are safe and sound, and they are safe to stay. After the rain, the sky is blue and the boat is driven, the fish is on one side, and the wine is on the other. When I return to the children at night, there are words today, and there are words in the past. I sleep alone on the three poles of the sun, who is a fairy, I am a fairy. ”
When I was young, I didn't know what her mother meant, but now that I think about it, it is actually a life she yearns for, or she hopes that Xiao Yu can live such a fairy life in the future.
A woman opened the curtain of the tent and walked into the tent lightly, chuckling: "Childe is so interested." ”
Xiao Yu looked up at this smiling woman, squinted and smiled, "Who are you, beautiful girl?"
The woman's eyes were flattering, and she said with a smile: "The little woman's name is Aman, and I heard that the first warrior of the grassland led the army to be stationed here, so I came to pay a visit." ”
Although the bright moon is not as dark and the wind is high, a stunning woman sneaks into her room late at night to express her admiration, and a man can understand the deep meaning.
Xiao Yu suddenly realized, "It turned out to be the princess of Oman." ”
The woman took a few steps closer, "How dare the little woman call her a princess in front of the horse?"
At this time, there was only a table between the two, and Xiao Yu could even smell the enticing fragrance on the woman's body.
Aman propped her elbows on the case in front of Xiao Yu, and the deep edge in her chest was revealed to Xiao Yu without hesitation, she looked at Xiao Yu and said, "Xiao Gongzi, am I beautiful?"
Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and gently brushed Aman's cheek, and said with a smile: "It's beautiful." ”
Aman raised his head, looked at Xiao Yu with a fascinated look, his lips trembled slightly, his breathing seemed to be rapid, and the beautiful scenery on his chest rose and fell with his breathing, "That's ...... Is Princess Qingyue beautiful, or am I beautiful?"
Even Xiao Yu, who was acting on the spot, had the feeling of being dumbfounded at this moment, and sure enough, women forgot to eat, and they didn't forget to be jealous. The ancients did not deceive me.
Xiao Yu said vaguely: "Each has its own merits, well, each has its own merits." ”
Aman straightened up, glanced at Xiao Yu resentfully, and then walked around the table and threw himself into Xiao Yu's arms like a fluttering butterfly.
With the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, Xiao Yu closed his eyes and acted as intoxicated: "The ancients said that reading at night with red sleeves and fragrance is a great joy in life, but I didn't expect to let Xiao experience it today." ”
Aman put his hands around Xiao Yu's neck and said in a greasy voice, "Oh, I don't know where Xiao Gongzi's book is?"
Xiao Yu smiled: "Isn't it in my arms?"
According to the written play, the next step should be Xiao Yu picking up Aman, and then rudely throwing him on the bed behind the tent, and finally pounced on it himself, while Aman had to snort softly, and after he wanted to welcome and refuse to do this scene, the two of them Wushan Yunyu would turn over the clouds and rain again.
But there was a little accident tonight.
Xiao Yu had a smile on his face, it seemed that he already had a meaning, but at the bottom of his eyes, there was still an almost indifferent calm, although Xiao Yu was not close to women, but this kind of thing had seen too much in the twenty years in the Eastern Capital, and heard too much, not to mention the ridiculous things that ordinary people in the famous lords could not imagine, even the various tricks in the general autumn platform were also countless.
Of course, Xiao Yu, as a young man, is impossible to sit on himself without a reaction to such a stunning appearance as Aman, but he does not have the slightest sense of crampedness and embarrassment, he holds up Aman's chin with one hand, looks carefully, a smile is hooked at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a crepe manner: "Qingben beauty, why is it a thief?"
Aman's face changed slightly, and then he smiled: "What did Childe say?"
Xiao Yu put down Aman in his arms, got up and said coldly: "It's not early, princess, please go back." ”
For a moment, Aman was slightly stunned at first, and then there was a layer of moisture in his eyes, and he wanted to cry: "Does Childe dislike Oman? Yes, Childe has a peerless beauty like Princess Qingyue in his family, so he naturally looks down on a vulgar fan like Aman, and Oman has overstepped ......"
The scene of such a beautiful pear blossom with rain really makes a man temper his fingers, but Xiao Yu is still unmoved, "The princess is at her own convenience, Xiao will not send it." ”
After Aman glanced at Xiao Yu resentfully, he stomped his foot angrily and turned around and walked out of the big tent.
After she went out, Lan Yu turned out from behind Xiao Yu.
"Brother Xiao, what kind of play is this, the thousands of flowers don't touch the leaves?"
Xiao Yu waved his hand: "Brobi Khan is not honest. ”
Lan Yu walked up to Xiao Yu and sat down, "Is this Omani princess weird?"
Xiao Yu lowered his head and looked at the fingers that he had just touched Aman's cheek, a strange pale black appeared on his fingers, and he chuckled: "The remnants of the Molun Temple, and the cultivation is not low. Although this flower has no thorns, it is poisonous, and if you eat it, you will have to get a wound. ”
Lan Yu became interested: "I haven't seen it, how did you see it?"
Xiao Yu flicked his fingers and replied, "If you don't believe it, you can find Qiu Si to check it." ”
Oman does have cultivation, and it is already in the frost realm, and it is not uncommon for the frost realm, but it is strange that Lan Yu actually looked away.
And the reason why Xiao Yu can see the details of Aman is because when he first arrived on the shore of Biluo Lake, he once got two books, one is the Demon Sect's Secret Heavenly Demon Book, and the other is the Great Joy Zen of the Molun Temple.
Xiao Yu naturally read this famous book of Great Joy Zen, although he has not practiced it, but he recognizes it.
As for why Xiao Yu didn't eat Aman, it wasn't that he was afraid of Aman's joy Zen, but that he still had a little bit of conscience left after being eaten, leaving it to the woman who was far away in Lin City.