Dongfu made a circle down, and his body was slightly warm. He held the dead branch in his hand, raised his head high, and made a "long chant to the moon" move to close the momentum, and the dead tree trembled under the black night sky and the bright stars. Dongfu looked at the withered branches, and suddenly remembered to pick plums under the plum trees in the backyard of Sanfu. It's also such a dead branch, but it's a little bit of a cold plum blooming. There are even more beautiful people smiling at each other. Now under the starry night, it is already a matter of replacing things.

He has always been with Han Bing, there are new discoveries every day, and the ice cave is isolated, and he has almost no heart to remember the unbearable past. Now suddenly out of the hole, see the great rivers and mountains, watch the wind and admire the moon, touch the scene, the things that are buried in the bottom of the heart are like the catkins washed up from the bottom of the heart by the flowing water, and float up little by little.

Just a few days before leaving, he also created a few swordsmanship by himself, and was given a name by Sanshenhua, called Hanmei Agar Sword.

Dongfu felt a faint pain in his heart. It must have been a long time since he left Sanfu, right? It turns out that this pain can also be alleviated with the passage of time. If you don't think about it, you can really forget about it, right?

"What are you thinking?" Han Bing walked up to Dongfu gently, looking at him with bright eyes and smiling slightly.

Dongfu suddenly came back to his senses. Leaving the dead branches far away, and also throwing away the worries far away, he said with a smile: "I just think of some old people and old things, and after a long time, I am about to forget them." ”

Han Bing looked at him quietly. Then he smiled lightly: "You dance the sword to me, and I will dance for you." ”

Dance? Dongfu was surprised and happy. He had already seen Han Bing's graceful posture on the lotus pond that day, and Han Bing danced, it must be able to compete with the Nine Heavens Fairy.

"I'm going to put the Nine Songs Stone up." Han Bing said, and his body jumped, and he jumped off the square hole of the hole.

Nine Tone Stones? Dongfu was very strange, and was about to jump down after him, when he suddenly heard a rattling sound behind him. He looked back in surprise to see a large black stone slowly rising from the grass. The large stone was more than a man high, and it was riddled with holes and countless irregular holes, making it look very ugly.

Dongfu was looking around the edge of the stone, and the ice had jumped up from the hole. He carried a small stone bucket and a very small stone scoop. Dongfu looked at her suspiciously, could it be that Han Bing wanted to dance with a bucket and a scoop?

Han Bing smiled slightly, didn't explain to him, just bent down, scooped up a bucket of water from the stream in the grass, and then walked to the edge of the big stone, stood on tiptoe slightly, scooped the water with a small scoop, and slowly poured it into the hole at the top of the big stone.

The sound of ding-dong sounded, different heights, different lengths, with the sound of the water, it seemed that many people sat in the stone and played the instrument, although the rhythm was not consistent, but it sounded like fairy music, fine and dense, pleasant to the ear.

It's amazing! Only then did Dongfu understand why it was called the Jiuqu Sound Stone. He jumped over, took the bucket and scoop from Han Bing's hand, and continued to scoop water into the small hole on the top. The small hole is very small, and it takes a long time to pour a scoop of water, and even if it is poured, the water is still slowly flowing down, making a variety of different dingdong sounds, Dongfu bends down and scoops up another scoop, and the dingdong sound of the water flow in the middle is not interrupted. Still slowly flowing and playing. Such a wonderful accompaniment!

Han Bing smiled faintly, took off the clothes he had draped over her, picked up the long cuff straps hanging from his shoulders, and walked to the middle of the grass. Standing on tiptoe to the sound of slow music, dancing with white and round arms, turning in a circle, swaying and dancing.

Dongfu raised the scoop in his hand and poured water, so he was really tired of holding it while looking at it, he simply filled the small bucket, and as soon as his body jumped, he sat on the top of the big stone, while pouring water easily, while watching the cold ice fluttering in white clothes under the night sky, dancing enchantingly.

The weight of the large stone suddenly increased, and the sound of the water passing through the small hole changed subtly, and it became a little thicker. Han Bing saw him sitting high on the stone and smugly, and gently covered his nose and smiled. On the grass, sometimes bent his waist softly, sometimes raised his feet high in his long skirt, his whole body seemed to have no bones, his limbs were as soft as a nimble white snake, and his black hair fluttered with the dance of his body in the night wind, like a cloud falling to the ground.

In the darkness, the cold white clothes were particularly conspicuous, and when they jumped fast, they saw the white clothes spinning like a big flower blooming in the gloomy night. There is also a faint fragrance wafting in the wind.

Dongfu was so stunned that he forgot to pour the water, and held a scoop for a while, wondering if he had stolen into the Heavenly Palace and peeked at Chang'e's dancing.

When the water is finished, the music is gone. Han Bing heard the sound stop, so he also stopped, panting slightly. Because of the exercise, the pale and transparent face has a faint flush, which is beautiful.

Dongfu clapped his hands and jumped down from the Jiuquyin Stone, seeing that Han Bingjiao was panting slightly, for fear that she would catch a cold, he hurriedly picked up the clothes on the grass and put them on Han Bing, and said with a smile: "I am full of eyes today, I am afraid that the Nine Dynasties in the palace do not have such a blessing as me, and I saw the fairy come down to dance." Han Bing smiled and rested against the big rock.

After such a toss and turn, both of them were tired. Dongfu's stomach growled even more. Fortunately, Han Bing prepared a basket of meals early. Dongfu got some dry branches from the woods and piled them up, found two stones and held them in his hands, and rubbed them vigorously. Han Bing didn't know what he was going to do, and stood aside and watched curiously.

The big sparks that fell from the collision of the stones quickly ignited the dry wood, and the red flames flickered, and Han Bing, who had been standing on the side, suddenly exclaimed, and jumped behind the Jiuquyin Stone to hide. Dongfu was taken aback, he didn't know what happened to let Han Bing hide, and hurriedly jumped behind the stone, protected her with his body, poked his head out to look around, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Han Bing's face suddenly turned as red as blood, and he looked in horror at the fire that was gradually burning from behind the stones. Dongfu was surprised, Han Bing was actually afraid of this burning flame? You can cook without a fire in an ice cave, but you shouldn't have never seen a fire before, right? How can you be afraid of being like this? Dongfu had countless questions in his heart, but looking at the face that turned blood red in an instant, he knew that she was definitely not an ordinary fear.

"It's just a fire, and it goes out when you step on it. Don't be afraid, you come with me. Dongfu softly comforted Han Bing, reached out and took Han Bing's hand, which instantly became cold, and slowly pulled her out from behind the stone.

Han Bing calmed down a little, her face gradually faded the terrifying red, she subconsciously grabbed Dongfu's hand hard, followed Dongfu, but she was still very scared, standing next to the stone, not daring to approach the fire.

"Come here, there's really no need to be afraid. Come on. Dongfu didn't know how she could be afraid of this fire. But he was convinced that this small pile of fire would never hurt the ice. He squeezed the cold and soft palm, and looked at the cold and snow-white little face and the hesitant eyes with encouraging eyes.

Han Bing looked at the burning fire, then looked at Dongfu, and suddenly stretched out his other hand to the fire. The faint light of the fire reflected on Bai Xi's hands and white clothes, and Han Bing looked nervous. Nothing. She put down her hand, smiled and smiled shyly, closed her eyes and said, "You pull me over." ”

Dongfu didn't understand why Han Bing closed his eyes? He tugged at the ice and cautiously approached the fire, the heat of which reached the feet of the two of them, the crackling sound of burning echoing in the air. Han Bing slowly opened his eyes, slowly stretched out his hand and placed it next to the fire, and suddenly he was very happy, and his two clear eyes revealed infinite joy and surprise: "I'm not afraid of fire." I can stand next to the fire. ”

Dongfu laughed and found a big rock for Han Bing to sit down. He smiled slightly and asked, "Han Bing, did your master say that you can't get close to the fire?" ”

Han Bing nodded, stared at the blazing red and yellow flames, and said softly: "Master, she can't approach anything with fire at all, as long as she gets close, she will die." I thought I was too. ”

Will you die if you get close to the fire? Dongfu stared blankly at the cold ice. How strange is that?