Shan Jiquan greeted Ling Li and said with a smile: "You have a good hand of chess today, but you pity your daughter-in-law for running forward and running for you, but how can you hide and not show your face." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ling Li showed a helpless expression: "It's not that I like to pretend to be a ghost, it's just that I went ashore in a hurry, and my body was soaked, so it was inconvenient to see people." ”

Shan Jiquan was stunned, "You're soaking wet—did you go to Junshan by swimming in the water?"

Ling Li smiled but did not speak.

Shan Jiquan patted his forehead with his hand: "I almost forgot." When you were buried under the water for a mission, you were buried for six hours, what is the point of this journey? ”

"Six hours underwater?" said the stinger, "this ...... How is this done?"

Ling Li shook his head: "Thorn girl, your father just said it casually." It's not a short time to be underwater, but it's not that long. ”

Jun Li was secretly ashamed in his heart. When he went to see Ling Li, Ling Li's clothes were almost dry, and he didn't see anything unusual, probably a person like Ling Li just sat there idlely, and it wasn't wrong with him. Thinking about it carefully, if he hadn't come with Mrs. Ling, how could there be any boat to arrive at noon today, and no one would have been discovered? Shan Jiquan had already laughed and said, "Count yourself lucky. If it weren't for the hot weather today, you might still be wet at this moment. Feng Qingkai was also busy and said: "When I get to Yuezhou, I will ask someone to prepare a few sets of clean new clothes for Ling Gongzi and have a good rest." ”

"Yuezhou?" Shan Jiquan turned around, "Go to Yuezhou...... I'm afraid it's not appropriate. ”

"Oh?" Feng Qingkai said, "What does Shan Xianfeng say?"

"We are returning from Yuezhou. Shan Jiquan said, "Most of the ships of the Illusory Realm are leaning there, and it seems that the Marquis of Jiangling also has a lot of people stationed there. In my opinion, in order to avoid trouble, we might as well turn south and dock to the southeast of Dongting, if it is convenient, then we can go all the way east along Xiangshui.

Feng Qingkai also frowned, "You mean-Zhang Zainong brought people to Yuezhou?"

Shan Jiquan nodded: "It's a lot." ”

Feng Qingkai sneered: "He dares to bully me, and I, Feng Qingkai, can't avoid it." As he spoke, he looked around at the crowd, "In this way, the boat will arrive in a while, and I will call Li Wenzhong and Jiang Yixin to send you to the south, and Feng will go first and go to Yuezhou to see what kind of wind and waves he Jiangling Marquis can set off on my land." ”

"Master Feng, I will go with you!" Li Wenzhong said hurriedly, "Zhang Zainong is not good, how can Master Feng enter the tiger's den alone!"

Seeing the two of them like this, Shan Jiquan thought about it for a while, and said: "When Marquis Wuling said this, it seems that Shan is timid and afraid of things, and he is not very righteous. In this case, let's go to Yuezhou together and have a look. He knew that even if he didn't go, Shen Fengming and Okra had accepted Feng Qingkai's affection, but he was afraid that he would have to go.

Feng Qingkai was secretly happy in his heart, and he expected that making friends with these people today would naturally be of great benefit in the future. Others are already strong reinforcements, and with the fierce couple here, no matter what kind of trouble they have, they can only take care of it, and they are very determined at the moment.

After the fifth watch, the receiving boat docked. When the boat first appeared, it was still dark, but when everyone got up and boarded the boat, the sky was already dimly white.

The morning breeze blows. At the time before sunrise, the water and the sky are connected, the mountains and rivers are like dreams, and the beauty of Daze Dongting is difficult to describe in words. The group found a comfortable place on the slowly moving boat, sat down on the ground, and looked silently, not daring to disturb the silence of this moment.

Until the thorn beside him suddenly spoke, and the finger pointed into the air—"Brother Jun Li, look there!" —there, a wisp of orange and red faintly appeared on the eastern mountain, like a touch of bright ink falling on the black and white landscape painting, and it quickly blurred. Jun Li raised his eyes to look. At the moment of sunrise, those so beautiful scenery suddenly became a foil, and even those people who were quietly leaning on the side of the board became flashy silhouettes.

I don't know when the flute sounded, but it seeped into this extremely turbulent glow so melodiously. It seems to be a leaf flute. Thorn still remembers that on the water of West Lake, the green leaves that blew such beautiful music between the lips of okra. She followed the sound of the sound—the sound of the flute came from the stern of the boat, and the man who blew the leaves, in a picturesque robe. Before today, she didn't know that Shen Fengming could blow a leaf so well, and even, it was like a complaint.

What kind of song is this? The glow is already vigorous, and it should have dyed all the black and white moods warmly, but the sound of the flute is melancholy, but it always makes people feel that something is missing. Thorn saw that Shen Fengming's gaze always fell on one person. The man stood on the deck near the bow of the ship, the figure of the back, not moving.

At this moment, she suddenly seemed to understand something. She doesn't know how to read music so well, but she still understands the meaning of Shen Fengming's flute sound, she doesn't believe that Sister Qiu, who listens to music and knows how to play the piano, will not understand what he wants to say to her, and will not know what to respond to him.

She just didn't want to respond, so she could only turn her independent back to him forever. All his melodiousness and melancholy are what she doesn't want. Their misunderstanding has been so deep that it is impossible to solve, and they don't want to solve it. They will probably never be able to look at each other without a bad sense and say a word.

"Bang". Everyone's leisurely thoughts were interrupted, and when they looked back, they saw that Shan had unintentionally slapped the deck hard and stood up resolutely. Since last night at the southern foot of Yueshan and Lou Qianshan met again, he has always avoided a corner, pretending not to know, but listening to Shen Fengming's leaf flute, thousands of lingering sympathies in his ears are just painful, he only feels that the sky is full of clouds, and the dew on the four shores will be turned into a lifetime of sorrow to splash on himself.

- No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is only the water of reflection and the mirror of nothingness.

He bit his lip hard and slammed into the cabin with another "thud". Shen Fengming also stopped playing, and everyone looked at each other, only to hear the bang inside, and there was a sound of slamming the wall against the pillar. Thorn hurriedly stood up and wanted to go into the cabin, but was pulled by Shan Jiquan and said, "Let him go." You can't persuade him. Turning back to Feng Qingkai, he said apologetically: "But I'm only afraid of damaging something on the ship of the Marquis of Wuling, and Shan will pay compensation according to the price." ”

I had no intention of having anything to do with Lou Qianshan at the meeting of the three branches, most of the people saw it, Feng Qingkai understood it in his heart, so he also said politely to Shan Jiquan, and he didn't think much of it. But the stab was a little worried, listening to the constant sound inside, but he was afraid that he would inadvertently hurt himself, so he hesitated again and again, and still had to go to the cabin.

She has only moved in shape, and a figure has already grabbed in front of her, with a graceful figure, it is Lou Qianshan. I only heard her say lightly to the thorn, "I'll go." Then he lifted the curtain and went into the cabin.

This greatly surprised everyone, just because Lou Qianshan ignored it unintentionally. I don't know if Fang Cai's song made her feel something, or if she had some sympathy for Shan Wuyi - in any case, as long as she was willing to say a few words with or without intention, I am afraid that it would be much more useful than others to say ten thousand words. Thorn was quietly happy in his heart, and stopped and let her go.

The sound of collision in the cabin suddenly stopped, and everyone could imagine Shan unintentionally stunned. However, everyone looked at each other at the moment, but they couldn't help but bring some kind smiles. The ship was still moving forward, and the sun had jumped most of the hillside.

Shan Yiyi had already seen an indescribable smile at the corner of Lou Qianshan's mouth. He wasn't sure if it was smiling at him. He didn't understand what she meant. He didn't understand, did she have any hope for herself?

Then he saw her stretch out her index finger and gently raise it in front of her lips in a silent motion. He nodded unconsciously, really kept his mouth shut, and didn't say a word. Lou Qianshan approached and said softly, "Close your eyes." ”

I have no intention of closing my eyes as I am told. His lips were suddenly soft, and he felt her gentle lips in disbelief, and his heart was just jumping, and he wanted to say something, but he remembered the index finger she had just raised to his lips, and he didn't dare to move a step.

When the whistle stopped, the atmosphere on the boat seemed relaxed, and most of the people talked in pairs, and no one noticed a small dragonfly flying leisurely through the back window of the cabin. The boat was downwind, and the dragonfly seemed to be sent with the wind, and it landed in the sight of okra at the bow of the boat. She casually reached out and let it stand on her finger and keep it with her.

Shen Fengming looked at her and smiled unconsciously. In this way, she seems to have some agility to coexist with this landscape, and he is more willing to see her belong to something beautiful in this world than her stiff back before, even if it is just a small dragonfly.

He looked at the dragonfly that came just right—this little thing didn't seem to be afraid of people, and stopped on her finger, the long transparent wings stopped trembling, and even slowly retracted with confidence, and the pale and soft body was gradually dyed a blood-red by the morning glow......

Suddenly, his whole heart stiffened, as if he remembered something terrible. "Throw it away!" he roared, and bounced to his feet, scurrying from the stern to the bow. The hull of the boat shook violently because of his excessive force, and the okra also shook a little, and when he saw Shen Fengming rushing from behind and his body, he was startled, and he was angry, and he raised his hand and pushed him with a palm. Seeing him come with a long hand stretched out, as if to grasp her finger, she refused to grasp him, and with a swing of her wrist to the bow of the boat, it was beyond the limit of his arm.

This has made Shen Fengming's heart sink like ice. "Don't!" he yelled in despair, but it was too late. He saw the dragonfly bend up, its long tail piercing into Okra's fingertips at this moment. A slight tingling pain made okra subconsciously shrink her hand, and a strange taste came in from her fingertips, it wasn't pain at first, but something suddenly flowed into her heart along the blood. She looked back and wanted to look, but before she could do it, Shen Fengming reached out for the second time and finally grabbed the little insect on her fingertips, before she-before everyone could react, he had already ripped it off, and the excessive strength caused the little insect to be crushed into sauce in his palm, and the palm that okra had just hit his chest had just had time to stir his qi and blood.

It's just this moment—even if Shen Fengming seals the acupoints around her body with the fastest technique in the direction of the blood flow from the gumra's fingertips—everything is irretrievable. It's late. His face turned pale, not because of the slap in his chest, but because of a despair that pierced the bottom of his heart. It's too fast. Just now, he was still looking at her gently at the stern of the boat, but in an instant, everything was shattered by a small dragonfly. Before the people on the ship had time to gather around—no one knew what was going on, but maybe only him—only he knew how terrible this little bug was!