"Woo~~"

The desolate melody of the desert flying sand sounded in the bow of the ship, distant and desolate, but it did not contain half of the sorrow.

It feels like being in a desert with thousands of miles of yellow sand, and a ranger is riding on a horse and slowly walking through the sand dunes......

？

Luo Ning's peach blossom eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, looking at the handsome side face of the night terror, and she had to admit in her heart that when this little thief didn't move his hands and feet, he was really handsome, especially now that he was playing a tune......

Bird Bird seemed to remember the time when he used to dart with Night Terror, and jumped over, squatted between the two, and hummed:

"Goo~......"

Because I've hummed many times before, I really haven't gone out of tune.

Luo Ning's expression softened, sat in front of the Night Terror Hall, hugged the bird over, lowered his head and stroked his wings, his skirt hung on the river and swayed in the wind, silent.

After a long time, the song ends.

Night Terror Tang let go of his hand and looked at the northwest, but he was a little nostalgic for the time when he was walking darts in the Gobi Border Pass, when his father-in-law walked in front drunkenly, and when Yang Chao and other old dart masters were telling meat jokes next to him.

"You're a big man, and you can play tunes?"

"The song of the sandbar desert. In the past, I used to walk darts at the border of Liangzhou, and I often ran over there, and I learned to do it by entertaining myself. How is it? ”

"General."

Luo Ning turned her head and looked left and right.

"Looking for something."

"Xiao or pipa will also do......"

Night Terror looked at his rosy lips:

"Lady Locke can also give a?"

Luo Ning looked cold, but there was a three-point pride in her eyes:

"I am a woman born in Jiangzhou, and I am proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Heh......"

There was no flute on the boat, and the night terror hall couldn't say 'I have a stick here', and turned to look at the riverbank:

"Wait a minute."

Then he flew up, stepped on the blue waves, and went up and down to the riverside.

Stomp ......

Soon, the Night Terror Hall turned back again, holding a green bamboo cut from the riverside in his hand.

After returning to his side and sitting down, Night Terror drew his saber, sliced it continuously, and then punched it with the tip of the knife to make a very rough flute.

Temporary, there is basically no process, but there are only two people and one bird in the world, as long as they can blow, the requirements are not so high.

Luo Ning took the bamboo flute, looked at it a few times, and then leaned to the red lips:

"Woo-toot-toot-woo~toot~~......"

The bright moon is faint, the two of them and a bird sit side by side on the bow of the boat, and the soft flute with the style of the water town sounds, the sound quality is very rough and the tone is a little off, but it does not affect the beauty and leisure of the scene.

Night Terror looked at the delicate side face, and found that Lady Luo's cold gaze was over, so he turned his gaze away and looked at the moonlight.

After a while, Luo Ning put down the bamboo flute, probably remembering his hometown, his eyes were complicated, he took a breath lightly, and asked:

"What else will you play?"

Seeing that Lady Luo was very interested, Night Terror Hall thought about it, raised his palms again, and began to blow the minor tune in his memory:

"Woo woo ~ woo woo ......"

When the tune entered his ears, Luo Ning was slightly stunned - the tune was very good, but he couldn't tell the style of the tune, and he had never heard it before......

Luo Ning blinked, assumed a dignified and cold posture as the sect leader's wife, and listened attentively.

But soon, she realized that the Night Terror Hall was just a few tunes blowing back and forth, and asked:

"Why only blow this?"

Because that's all I remember......

Night Terror Hall laughed, turned his head and said, "Why don't I sing it to you?"

"A big man, can you sing songs?"

"Ahem - a group of bloodthirsty ~ ants ~ attracted to carrion ~ ......"

（―）？？

Luo Ning tilted her head slightly, her red lips opened slightly, and before she had time to be shocked, the Night Terror Hall didn't hold back first, and raised her hand and said:

"That's it, this song is too advanced and inappropriate, why don't we chant poetry, right, um......"

Luo Ning sat up a few straighter, his eyes were very suspicious:

"Can you recite poetry?"

Night Terror Hall was slightly meaningful: "I grew up in the border pass, and I have been running rivers and lakes since I was a child, and I know a little bit of everything." ”

Night Terror Hall's martial arts are extraordinary and his appearance is brilliant, Luo Ning was already very surprised, and he really didn't believe it in his heart, this little thief was also very talented, and thought about it:

"It's not as simple as just humming two sentences, do you think I'm from a country and I don't have any knowledge?"

Night Terror Hall smiled: "Why don't we make a bet, if I can compose poetry, Luo Nuxia thinks it's not bad, even if I win, if not, I lose, how about it?" ”

Luo Ning is not a stupid and sweet little girl, she squinted slightly:

"What do you want?"

Night Terror blinked and looked at Locke's red lips.

？！

Luo Ning's face turned cold, and he raised the sword in his hand again.

Night Terror Hall smiled: "Bet big." If I can't hold it back, strip naked and swim naked, and swim from here to Qingyun City, how about it? ”

"Huh?"

Bird's eyes lit up and he wanted to see it very much.

Although Luo Ning felt that she might suffer a loss, the color of the Night Terror Hall was really scary, and under the trend of curiosity and desire to win, she warned in a cold voice:

"It must be a good work with a neat rhythm, I have read a lot of books, you don't want to copy a random poem to fool me!"

"Uh......"

Night Terror's expression froze, as if he was in trouble.

Seeing this, Luo Ning suddenly had confidence, her peach blossom eyes were slightly cold, and she mocked in an ethereal and clear royal sister's voice:

"What? I was so big just now, and now I don't dare to bet? ”

Night Terror Hall pondered for a long time, nodded his head, and then looked at the meeting and began to brew.

“……”

Luo Ning looked at it coldly, not at all, after all, the bet was made, and she thought it was a masterpiece.

Even if Night Terror Hall really holds back a poem, the rhythm is neat, as long as she says it is average, isn't it still Night Terror Hall......

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair ...... overnight"

was secretly pondering, and suddenly the words came into my ears.

Luo Ning's expression stiffened slightly, raised his eyes, and looked blankly at the man beside him.

Night Terror Hall turned his head, looked at each other, and faced with a smile:

"When I am drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy. What does Locke think? ”

？！

Luo Ning was directly stunned, looked at the handsome thief with a smile on his face, and reacted in his heart - oh no, this little thief has a plan!

Luo Ning's face turned cold, and she got up and wanted to run, but she was held down by the Night Terror Hall on the shoulder.

Night Terror Hall was slightly dissatisfied: "Luo Nuxia wants to repay the debt? ”

Luo Ning's face turned red, and his eyes were angry: "Little thief! You're deliberately setting me up, aren't you? How could you possibly have written this poem? ”

Night Terror Hall frowned: "Then who do you say wrote it?" ”

“……”

Luo Ning did read a lot of books, but she really hadn't heard of this poem, so she gritted her teeth and retorted:

"Dongting should be a lake, this is the river ......"

"There is a small lake in Liangzhou, I am touched by the scenery and feelings."

"Who is Xiangjun?"

Night Terror Hall blinked: "Pei Xiangjun, my host, haven't you seen it?" ”

？？

Luo Ning was stunned, she was speechless by this sentence, she thought about it, and said:

"Why does she have so much gray hair?"

This is an exaggerated metaphor. The business at home is not good, so I am worried. ”

Night Terror looked at the stunned Lady Luo, shook her head and teased:

"I thought Lady Locke really said the same, alas...... Could it be that Lady Luo thinks that this poem is average and not a masterpiece? ”

"You!"

Luo Ning bit her lower lip, had nothing to say, turned her head away, made the appearance of an iceberg fairy, and no longer bothered with the night terrors.

Night Terror Hall stared at Luo Ning for a moment, shook his head, got up and put Bird Bird on his shoulder:

"That's it, let's go back, it's boring, isn't it?"

"Tsk."

Bird Bird nodded like pounding garlic, feeling that Sister Little Watermelon couldn't afford to play.

Luo Ning's face turned red and white, and when she saw that the night terror was really ready to leave, she said coldly:

"You come back to me! Who can't afford to lose? ”

The Night Terror Hall threw the bird aside, sat back again, and looked at the 'deceived heroine' as if Luo Ning:

"Huh?"

Luo Ning felt that she had been fooled, but she couldn't deny the promised gambling contract, so she groaned slightly:

"You will be cheating. If you can compose another poem, which I have not heard, and it is a good work, I will believe you. ”

Night Terror said helplessly: "Luo Nuxia, this is not in accordance with the rules, the gambling contract just now has been completed, if I want to hold back another song to prove myself, it should be after fulfilling the gambling contract, let's gamble again." Otherwise, if you keep telling me to prove myself, wouldn't I be unreasonable and unreasonable? ”

Luo Ning gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of anger, and she looked at the surging river and stopped talking.

Thinking that this was a default, Night Terror blinked, trying to reach for the cold cheeks.

Luo Ning was tense, her hands were tightly clutching the corners of her skirt, and she wanted to lean back to dodge, but she didn't move after all, she just closed her peach blossom eyes, and put on the appearance of a humiliated chivalrous woman who 'mourns more than die of heart, and those who get me can't get my heart', two lines of tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

"Woo~"

The lips clasped together, eliciting a low snort.

Luo Ningxiang's shoulders trembled slightly, and her brain instantly turned blank.

This time it was much clearer than the last dragonfly, and the man's fiery breath came from the surface, and the indescribable touch shocked the heart, making people feel dizzy, and it became very difficult to even sit firmly.

There are thousands of mountains on both sides of the strait, and the heart of the river is like a bean.

Men and women stood in the bow of the boat, and there was no more sound, only a thousand tenderness......

(End of chapter)