On the seventeenth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar, on the evening of this day, Du Weiyin pushed open the door of the bedroom and saw Wuzhi Zhizhi standing in front of the window. The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the night is vast, and the earth is silent. The wind of the summer night lingers quietly in front of the window with a warm breath.

Outside the window is the Wuzhi Lake, which has been guarded by the Wuzhi family for generations, and the water is sparkling under the moonlight. Standing without a branch and holding his hands without saying a word, his figure became more and more lonely and slender.

Du Weiyin was sad in her heart, and called out to the public sadly.

Wuzhi turned his head to the extreme, and his expression was lonely.

Calling a lady, she suddenly felt like a fish in her throat, and the two looked at each other speechlessly, but they were speechless and choked, but there were no tears.

After a long time, Du Weiyin took the lead in breaking the silence and said: Xianggong, you know that this road is dangerous, why do you let Yue'er and Chen'er go on an adventure...

As he spoke, tears were about to burst out of his eyes again. Du Weiyin hurriedly turned around, secretly wiped her tears, choked up and couldn't say any more.

Wuzhi tried his best to appease the lady, and said slowly: Yin'er, how can we parents protect them for a lifetime. You and I will be a hundred years from now, who will protect them?

Chen'er has a calm temperament and does things quite well. I'm not worried. Yue'er is free and easy to play, but he is very talented and talented, if he can give good guidance, I believe that he will not be below me, and it is very likely to be comparable to our unsupported ancestor God of War without support.

When Du Weiyin heard this, he was shocked: Xianggong, why did you say this?

Wuzhi Zhijidao: Yin'er, do you remember the dream you had before you gave birth to them?

Du Weiyin: The dream is strange, I will never forget it.

No support to the extreme: Over the years, we all feel that this dream is extraordinary, and the children born must be dragons and phoenixes among people. You and I selfishly think that it refers to Chen'er, but now, I think we are all wrong, maybe Yue'er is the one who was chosen that day.

When Du Weiyin heard this, he couldn't close his mouth in surprise, how could it be?

She sobbed quietly, shook her head and said: No, don't say it again, I would rather Yue'er marry an ordinary husband and children to spend her life in peace, rather than have such a dangerous and unpredictable life.

Extremely unsupported: The fate of heaven coincides with troubled times, if Yue'er is really the chosen one, this is the fate she will endure. We are only earthly parents in this life, how can we influence God's will.

For a long time, Du Weiyin didn't say much, and the husband and wife snuggled up to each other with a lot of worries.

The moon is bright and the night is quiet.

Only a sigh was heard, and it disappeared in an instant.

is different from my father's and mother's side with a heavy heart and a heavy atmosphere. Tonight, the small courtyard without a branch moon is particularly lively.

I heard that she and her brother are going to go out of the town tomorrow to get rid of demons, and the Lingqiu Town Wuzhiyue Fan Support Association will come to cheer her on and see her off.

Everyone sat together, and Wu Zhiyue sat in the middle, just like the atmosphere of the Springfield Flower Tea Party, and Wu Zhiyue was definitely the protagonist of tonight's tea party.

Shi Maokeng's gang had broken the barrier a few days ago and was picked up. Right now, you are chasing me with a thick weeping willow in the yard with no branches, and you are having fun.

"Yue'er, do you really want to leave? Why are you willing to leave me? How can you make me sad?

The questioner of the fatal serial question was a young man, with a white face, high eyebrows and deep eyes, a healthy and clear body, and his hair was shiny and meticulously coiled behind his head, combed into a high cone.

It is the only son of the Haisheng brothers, who is a lover of Wuzhi Lake. The son is perfectly inherited by the brother as the father's theory of caring for women, and he also innovates and knows how to use analogy to express the anxiety in his heart at the moment. Under the moonlight, I saw him look sad, and his handsome face was wrinkled.

Ziyou is the current president of the Fan Support Association of Lingqiu Town in Wuzhiyue, and he controls any wind and grass in Wuzhiyue, and communicates with all members and friends in a timely manner.

It is said that Chu Ziyou also paid a considerable fee to Wuzhiyue for joining the club, and Wuzhiyue took the membership fee and turned around and bought some snacks such as dried fish and shared them with Shi Maokeng Wuzhi.

In order to make up the membership dues, Ziyou walked the streets and alleys to sell a few plates of tofu in the wind and rain, not only mastered the business experience, but also soared all the way from the bronze member of the support association, and actually sat in the position of the president.

"Isn't this nonsense, didn't you see, Miss Yue's luggage is packed. ”

The rude answer came from a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with apricot eyes, hanging eyebrows, a collapsed nose, a small mouth, and casually tasseled hair.

It is the vice president of the Wuzhiyue Fan Support Association, and Du Ling'er, the personal maid of Wuzhiyue. Du Linger grabbed a handful of preserved fruits and stuffed her mouth full, chewing vigorously through gritted teeth, muttering her opinion.

Hearing this, the young male members of the fan support club led by Ziyou all felt that their hearts were like knives and there was no love, and there was a miserable and miserable wail.

"Is Brother Dust with you?"

A tactful voice like a yellow bird interrupted the young man's wail, only to see that the person who spoke lightly swept his eyebrows and eyes, his skin was as delicate as warm jade, his red lips were like honey, and his black eyes were full of the aura of a young girl. Dressed in a floral emerald gauze dew lily skirt and a willow thin waist, she is the chief brain-dead fan without dust, and the daughter of the mayor of Lingqiu Town, Mao Yi is luxurious.

Mao Yi is usually arrogant, and she considers herself to be a beautiful girl, disdainful of interacting with Wuzhiyue, and lives at home to learn the rhythm of female red.

In fact, the real reason in my heart is that the townspeople say that Wuzhiyue is the first beauty in the town, and Maoyi Luxiang thinks that she is the first beauty, and she walks in the style of a high-end celebrity.

Mao Yi Luxiang likes to look in the mirror and ask, who is the first beauty in Lingqiu Town in the mirror, and then ask and answer yourself in a thick voice, Maoyi Luxiang, you are the first beauty in Lingqiu, and Wuzhiyue is a fart.

This dialogue with the mirror was inspired by a certain Snow Black. This optimistic spirit of Ah Q made her feel good all day.

But she has a weakness, that is, Wuzhiyue's facial paralysis brother Wuzhichen. Since that year, at the competition for the selection of disciples of the Wuzhi family, Mao Yi Xiangxiang saw Wuzhichen's chic and cold face from a distance, and he could no longer forget him.

In the dream, all that haunts me is the handsome face of Wuzhichen. Thinking that the most hated Wuzhiyue will become his sister-in-law in the future, Mao Yi is extravagant, not to mention how troublesome and distorted.

At this time, Wu Zhiyue sat cross-legged in the crowd, with a pair of plain hands on her waist, turning her neck, and listening to the creaking sound. The little guy who had already known each other stepped forward to hammer her back.

"Of course, my brother is with me, but my brother walks the curve, I walk in a straight line, my brother and the second senior brother go west first, sister-in-law, you can rest assured. ”

This sister-in-law, Mao Yi's luxury fragrance is extremely useful, she quickly blushed half of her cheeks, and muttered unforgivingly: I hate it.

The dislike of Wuzhiyue in my heart is half a point less, and I said in my heart, my sister-in-law is quite good at things, it seems that I am married, and I don't have to worry about what happens to my sister-in-law.

The girls asked again: Why do you go in a straight line and Brother Chen takes a curve?

Wu Zhiyue looked like rotten wood and could not be carved, and said: Either how can you say that it's terrible to be uneducated, don't you know that the line between the two points is the shortest?

Oh, Ziyou couldn't help but suddenly realize and nodded solemnly. I thought that my family is educated, but what does the shortest line between the two points have to do with her walking in a straight line? Immediately, he showed an embarrassed smile that understood and was polite.

Where are you assembled?" asked the maidens impatiently and excitedly.

Wuzhiyue raised his arms and shouted, stepped on the table with one foot, and drew a circle in the air with one hand.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at each other.

Wu Zhiyue said proudly: Haven't you heard that the earth is round?

We go in one direction and there will always be encounters.

Wu Zhiyue's good wishes did not come true, because Wu Zhichen and the second senior brother, pig teammates, ran astray as soon as they left the town. The second senior brother took a day trip to the hills near Lingqiu Mountain, claiming to be a living map human navigator, rich in experience as a guide, and guided the east to the west with no dust.

Wu Zhichen had never left Lingqiu Town, and only the second senior brother was the only one who looked forward to the direction, and in this way, the two pig teammates took a golden-winged Dapeng all the way to the east, and actually came to the vicinity of the Kunlun Mountain Range of the God Realm in one go.

Since then, it has been hovering near Kunlun Mountain. It's been a year since the Wuzhiyue brothers and sisters met again, and they don't show it at the moment.

The tea party was chatting hot, and the handsome guy with facial paralysis came in, stood at the door, and said loudly: Yue'er, dad called you.

Wu Zhiyue jumped down from the table and asked, "What did Daddy call me for?"

Wuzhichen's face is expressionless, and the words are like gold: Don't you know when you go?

Turn around and leave.

Mao Yi Xiangxiang hurriedly called Brother Chen, and stood there, speechless in shame.

When everyone saw that there was a good show to watch, they all looked this way. Even Shi Maokeng felt that the atmosphere was not ordinary. Stop chasing, wait to see a good show, and learn human love.

Seeing that everyone was staring at her, Mao Yi Xiangxiang was even more shy and speechless, standing in place, wringing her handkerchief.

Wuzhi Yue stretched his waist, yawned and said: Scattered, I will get up early tomorrow. Let's go back!

Everyone reluctantly went back to their respective homes to find their own mothers. Wu Zhiyue led Shi Maokeng to see her father, passing by Maoyi Luxury Fragrance and making a cheering gesture to her.

Mao Yi Xiangxiang was very grateful, and in the blink of an eye, there were only two people left, Xiangxiang and Wuzhichen, who were still lively just now.

Wu Zhichen was completely puzzled, and still asked in a wooden voice: Sister Xiangxiang, is there something wrong with you?

Mao Yi Xiangxiang lowered her head, and the ruddy degree of her cheeks could be compared to the sunset in Lingqiu Town.

Xiangxiang: Brother Chen, you will go out of the town tomorrow to eliminate demons, the road ahead is dangerous, you must take good care of yourself.

Dustless: That's nature.

Xiangxiang: Take this thing well, I hope you can use it on the road. As he spoke, he handed a small thing to Wuzhichen.

At this time, her mind was very clear, and Wu Zhichen would definitely understand when she saw this thing.

In the silence, her heart fluttered and seemed to jump out of her chest.

After waiting for a long time, I only heard Wuzhichen say: Sister Xiangxiang, my plate is enough, so keep the flowers for your pocket money.

Hearing this, Mao Yi Xiangxiang looked up, and in a nervous state, she handed her wallet to Wu Zhichen, and the sachet she had carefully embroidered for him was tightly held in her hand.

She hurriedly handed him the sachet: Brother Chen, this is what I embroidered for you, do you look good?

Wu Zhichen looked at it carefully for a long time, and nodded, well, the true image of these two water ducks embroidered.

With a voice as thin as a mosquito, Mao Yi said: This is a winged bird, and I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and I wish to be a branch in the earth. Brother Chen, I'll wait for you to come back...

After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Wuzhiyue Du Linger Shi Maokeng squatted in the corner of the wall, unable to hold back a smile.

Wu Zhiyue thought to herself, my brother is such a great mallet.

Du Ling'er thought to herself, the young master is good.

Shi Maokeng: ....