Chapter 17: Emotion
As night falls, the lanterns are slowly lit up at the right time, and the streets are filled with a variety of gimmicks, eating, or playing, and the strange tricks performed by those wandering jugglers, which provoke the crowd of onlookers to applaud continuously, and everyone's face is full of happy smiles.
This lively and festive atmosphere really brought a different vitality to this quiet and peaceful town in the past, and even the small grass between the bluestone slabs seemed to have a little more fresh taste.
Su Jingfei followed the two senior brothers to walk in the lively crowd, thinking that a few days ago, there was still a dead silence here, lively chatter, shrouded by the demonic aura of the demon fox for thousands of years, compared with the scene in front of him, it was simply two lifetimes away, feeling the lively atmosphere around him one after another, and he was immediately very pleased, and Zhou Yi was even more relieved, following the crowd is singing and dancing, and dragging Fang Cheng to see here, there to see, shuttle back and forth between the crowd, no matter what delicious and fun to try.
And Su Jingfei's physical strength had not fully recovered, he was still a little weak, and he was already sweating profusely after the two of them, so tired that Su Jingfei had to hold his knees and pant and shouted: "Senior brother, second senior brother, you are waiting for me!"
When Su Jingfei looked up to look for the two senior brothers, there was no longer the two of them, yes, in this small Qingtao Town, Su Jingfei gave the two senior brothers... Lose someone.
Su Jingfei smiled helplessly, thinking that he would keep up, with the current pace of the two of them, I am afraid that sooner or later they will still be lost, but they will suffer a little more, it is better for him to return to the inn and rest early, after all, he will return to Taixumen tomorrow.
Thinking like this, Su Jingfei turned around and prepared to walk towards the inn, but at the moment he turned around, he saw a beautiful and familiar figure in the crowd - Mu Xueyin.
The laughter and laughter of the people around her did not infect Mu Xue in the slightest, as if there were invisible barriers around her, isolating her from the world, although her face was not as cold as ice and snow in the past, but it was also very indifferent, occasionally squinting a few times, and she did not stop and stop, just with the crowd surging, she walked forward without purpose.
Su Jingfei frowned slightly, only strange, watching Mu Xueyin gradually move away, Su Jingfei finally took a step, but instead of going to the direction of the inn, he inexplicably followed the green water veil.
It is really strange to say that Mu Xueyin appeared at this temple fair, with her indifferent heart, she must not like such an occasion, but during the day, when she went to visit Su Jingfei, she met Nangong Heng under the corridor of the small courtyard.
"Little junior sister Xueyin, you wait for me!" Nangong Heng anxiously caught up with Mu Xueyin, and said in a flattering tone: "Ouch, my good junior sister, for my brother, do you still be angry with your brother?"
Mu Xue Yin didn't squint, and responded coldly: "Why should I be angry with Senior Brother Nangong?"
Nangong Heng made a bitter look and said: "Brother Wei knows, you must still blame Brother Wei for the crime of not rescuing!" Nangong Heng continued with an embarrassed face: "When you fight with the thousand generations of fox demons, Brother Wei is naturally concerned about you and wants to help, but many beasts and foxes suddenly appeared in Qingtao Town, intending to harm the people who were lost in their minds. ”
"Senior Brother Nangong has a heart. After speaking, Mu Xueyin continued to walk forward.
It's just that Nangong Heng was unwilling to stop there, and continued behind Mu Xueyin: "It's better to be like this, little junior sister, the people of Qingtao Town specially held a grand temple fair in order to celebrate the killing of the demon fox for thousands of years, tonight, senior brother, I will accompany you to have a look and visit, if you like something, I will buy it for my brother and give it to you, never say anything, the right to make amends, do you think it's good?"
"Don't work for Senior Brother Nangong. ”
"Since the little junior sister is unwilling in every way, she will definitely refuse to forgive the senior brother!"
Nangong Heng stalked him, looking at this posture, he had the intention of not giving up until he reached his goal, Mu Xueyin was suddenly annoyed, and he just wanted to send him away as soon as possible, so he said casually: "Tonight's temple fair, I have made an appointment with others!"
Nangong Hengden was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Who is it!"
But Mu Xueyin ignored it, and just brushed her sleeves away.
Inevitably, she was entangled again, so Mu Xueyin appeared in the temple fair, wandering aimlessly.
At this time, in a restaurant, Li Muyang and Huo Da were relieving Nangong Heng, who was depressed in their hearts.
"Senior Brother Nangong, you don't even know who the little junior sister is talking to, but who is angry here. Li Muyang said with a smile.
Nangong Heng's face was pale: "The little junior sister is holding that bowl of rice porridge to visit the injured Su Jingfei, it must be the appointment of Su Jingfei!" Extrapolating like this, Nangong Heng was even more resentful, and with the strength of his hands, the small white porcelain wine glass shattered and became invisible!
Li Muyang glanced at the broken wine glass, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Nangong, don't be angry, just let that stinky boy from Nanling Peak for the time being, and soon there will be a chance to let him know how powerful you are. ”
"Oh, let's hear it!" Nangong Heng said as he suppressed his anger.
"In a few days, it will be too void sword to try, with the cultivation of the upper level of the Dao Good Realm of Senior Brother Nangong, it is not as easy as pinching an ant to death if you want to play that Su Jingfei, who doesn't even have a life personality?
Huoda also echoed and said: "Senior Brother Li is right, the so-called gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years, and on the high platform, each with his own ability, even if Senior Brother Nangong beats that wild boy to death, his master doesn't know people and can't say anything, so it's really a new hatred and an old hatred, and the retribution is not happy!"
Nangong Heng clenched his fists on the table, and did not make a sound, but anger rose in his eyes, as if he wished that tomorrow would be the Taixu Sword Test, which could make him pour out the anger in his chest!
Seeing that Nangong Heng restrained a little, Li Muyang called with a smile: "Shopkeeper, come up with another wine glass." ”
And such a calculation, Su Jingfei naturally would not know, at this moment, he quietly followed behind Mu Xueyin, and unconsciously, he had already walked most of the street.
The reason why he followed Mu Xueyin was not because of any other reason, but when he came to Qingtao Town, Mu Xueyin was already a little strange, and when he faced the demon fox Yin Luo, he forgot about life and death, and when he saw her alone, he also had a strange look, and he was worried for a while, so he kept following.
At this time, Mu Xueyin suddenly stopped in front of a stall, looked left and right, picked up a delicate hairpin, put it in her hand and looked at it, and then compared it to the bronze mirror on the stall and put it on the hair band, Su Jingfei in the crowd saw this scene, and was immediately dumbfounded, but then smiled indifferently, it is just like Mu Xueyin, a cold person who does not eat fireworks in the world, and there will still be a moment of her girlish nature.
I saw that under the soft halo of the lanterns, Mu Xue was graceful like autumn water, which made people feel excited, although it was not as stunning as the country and the city, but it was also gentle in a moment A few wisps of red dust.
At this moment, Su Jing stood still, only to feel that under the whole world, no matter who is skillful, I am afraid that he will definitely not be able to outline the incomprehensible things at that moment of Mu Xueyin.
But even if the merchant praised him to the fullest, Mu Xueyin still took off the hairpin and returned it, shook his head, and turned around silently, the laughter around him was still the same, but Mu Xueyin was still stunned, and it was lively here, but it was not suitable for her, because the mood was slightly cold, even if she deliberately catered to it and wanted to hide her heart in advance, she still couldn't get out of her loneliness.
Mu Xueyin walked out of the crowd and walked to a secluded corner.
On the stone bridge, one step, one stop, Mu Xue Yin looked in the direction of Taixu Peak, could it be that his father-in-law's indifference to him was because he was just as Yin Luo said, and he had the aura of a foreign way? Then why did he still recognize himself as a righteous daughter? What was his identity and what was his appearance two years ago?
A series of questions poured out and smashed into Mu Xueyin's heart, but no one could answer!
Between the moon and the clouds, gently, a drizzle like ink, just like the ink fell on the stone bridge without warning, the people at the temple fair scattered in a panic to avoid the rain, and the lively temple fair suddenly left only the meaning of chaos and coldness.
But Mu Xueyin let the rain fall, and all kinds of powerlessness made her not want to move, at least in this way, maybe it would make her feel happier.
Suddenly, a hand pulled Mu Xueyin out of the heavy rain, and she couldn't catch off guard, Mu Xueyin was unstable, and she stumbled directly into the arms of that person, and there was a faint warmth on her chest.
In the cold rain of the moonlit night, under the oil-paper umbrella, Mu Xueyin looked at the rather cramped appearance of the person holding the umbrella, and suddenly felt that this moment was a little subtle, vast and gentle, and instantly surprised a thousand flowers, just like the falling rain that slowly fell at his feet along the umbrella spike into flowers.
Mu Xueyin asked softly, "Who are you?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Mu Xueyin slowly reached out to take off the mask on the man's face, only to see the canopy swinging back under the bridge, the upstairs winding and stopping, and the face left in the light at the embers of several lamps was Su Jingfei.
Mu Xueyin was so excited for a while that she almost wanted to open her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, so she had to stand still and look forward to it, letting her thoughts go through the ages.
And Su Jingfei was also embarrassed by the embarrassment between the two during the day, so he had this cover-up, at this time he was taken off his mask, and under a small oil-paper umbrella, the two of them stood almost face to face, so close that they could even feel each other's breathing, and suddenly felt even more embarrassed, so he hurriedly said: "I took the old man's umbrella and mask just now, and I haven't given the money yet!"
Su Jingfei tried his best to hide his embarrassment, stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into Mu Xueyin's hand, and pulled out, but after walking a few steps, he remembered something again, and shouted loudly in the rain: "You go back to rest earlier, don't get drenched in the rain when you first recover from your injury." With that, he hurried off the bridge.
But in a hurry, something fell from her waist, and she didn't know it, Mu Xueyin leaned over and picked it up, it was the hairpin she had just tried on!
Seeing Su Jingfei's blurred figure disappear into the rain, Mu Xueyin couldn't help but hold the hairpin tightly in her hand, and the sentence suddenly echoed in her ears: It's okay if you're okay!
Deng's heart tightened, and then gradually calmed down.