It was noon, the sky was blue, the sun was shining through the forest, accompanied by the breeze, and the forest leaves were moving, leaving a dappled light and shadow. The green willows on both sides of the official road hang down, the green shade covers the road, dotted with purple-red wildflowers, the fragrance of the flowers is fragrant, attracting all kinds of butterflies to dance in the meantime.

A carriage slowly approached from a distance, borrowing through the willows and flowers, the horse's hooves tread lightly, and the wheels of the carriage crushed the dirt, leaving two shallow tracks.

The driver was dressed in dusty white clothes, with a crown and curled hair, fair skin, a beautiful appearance, no powder, and natural nature. It was a woman in her early twenties, with a cold face that no one should approach, and a pair of smart eyes always looked at the wind and grass around her, and never relaxed a point.

The carriage was tall, with a canopy and a screen window. Suddenly, a slender hand lifted the light veil, revealing a pair of clear eyes, curiously looking at the scenery outside the window, eyelashes blinking slightly, like waves in the sea. The pouting mouth is fake anger, revealing a pair of shallow dimples, which is very cute. is also dressed in white and washes the dust, with a green silk and jade crown, which is very similar to the daughter of the car.

"Childe, the outside world is so beautiful!"

The girl's sweet voice was pleasant, and her pink little face was covered with red clouds, and she looked very excited.

In the middle of the opinion, there is a dark sandalwood table, there are two pairs of jade jade cups on the table, a white jade pot, the tea fragrance in the pot is attractive, and the wisps of heat are refreshing.

Opposite the girl, a young man sat on his knees, holding a mahogany fan, about twenty-four or five years old. The long hair is scattered and the back of the head is slightly solid, a strand of hair hangs down the chest in each ear, and the lips are red and the teeth are white. The facial features are delicate and handsome, and the water chestnut is distinct. The muscles are better than the woman's three points, the hands are soft and skillful, and the body is like a finely carved masterpiece. This person is good-looking, and he can't find any flaws all over his body, and he is perfect to the extreme.

Especially with his eyes closed and meditative, he combines elegant temperament and heroic righteousness, which is beyond the reach of others.

Slowly, the man opened his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, like a spring breeze, and his voice was elegant and intoxicating: "The scenery in the world is good, but in this world, who is the real hero?"

"In the world, except for the son, there is no one to call the hero, this country is picturesque, and it is naturally the pen and ink between the sleeves of the son. ”

The girl's watery eyes shone with a glow, and her eyes showed a look of worship.

When the man heard this, he was speechless for a while, and after a little contemplation, he shook his head and said: "Lu'er, don't talk nonsense, the world is big, there are many capable people, I heard that the Yaochi Yuehua Palace, there will be a day of arrogance fairy, and the strength is not below me!"

"Hmph! Anyway, Childe is in Qilu's heart, no one can compare!"

Qilu clasped her hands to her chest and pouted, very dissatisfied with the man's answer.

Seeing Qilu like this, the man smiled slightly, continued to close his eyes and recuperate, and stopped speaking. Qilu, who suddenly felt bored, felt sleepy in her head, leaned on her pillow sleeves slightly, and fell asleep.

The hub of the car continued to grind through the dirt, and at dusk it drove into a deep forest, and the clouds had exhausted their last splendor and were buried in the dark sky.

The horse pulling the cart neighed, jumped up on its front legs, stopped suddenly, and was about to turn away. The girl pulling the horse pulled her hands hard, stabilized the carriage that was about to bum, and glanced at the two people in the curtain, before calming down and looking ahead.

At some point, fog rose in the deep forest, covering both sides of the official road. The void is confused, and there is a hole ahead. The girl was puzzled, so she looked into it carefully, and saw an old woman staggering with a cane in the mist.

The girl was overjoyed and called, "Old man, do you know where this is?"

"This is Cangshan, is the girl lost?"

The old woman was hunched up, her hair was gray, her head was lowered, and she couldn't see it.

The girl nodded and said, "Please ask the old man for guidance, if there is anyone along the westward journey, I will hurry here, see that the night is coming, and I need to find a place to rest!"

"Five miles away, there is a ruined temple. The mountain road is difficult, be careful all the way!"

The old woman suddenly stopped, and a gust of wind rose, and the girl raised her sleeves to cover her eyes. When the wind passed, the dense fog around had dispersed, and the official road was covered with greenery, and the girl raised her eyes again, but there was no trace of the old woman.

"Sister, what are you doing talking to yourself, it's going to be dark soon, why don't you hurry up to find a place to rest?"

Qilu opened the curtain, poked her head out, and asked strangely.

The girl's face changed wildly, and she was about to speak, when someone behind her patted her on the shoulder.

"It's an evil thing, and I'm here. Shuang'er is not afraid, keep going!"

The man was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and there was no trace of worry on his beautiful face. The girl felt at ease, the reins in her hand were twitched, and the horse screamed sadly, dragging the heavy burden and running hard.

In the deep forest, Li Wangchen, who was covered in blood, bandaged his wounds, drank a few sips of spirits, stationed his sword with his staff, and fled along the mountains.

This trip to Yaochi Snow Mountain, the northwest of the trip, Li Wangchen can only discern the direction by the direction of the sun and the lush foliage, and finally walked out of a big mountain, the pain in his body made his limbs weak, dizzy, and finally fell to the ground.

The night was like inkstone splashing, so deep that it could not be dissolved.

Li Wangchen, who woke up in a daze, turned pale, looked up at the sky, and had to get up and run wildly into the deep forest.

Not long after, see the faint fire in the mountainside not far away, Li Wangchen tiptoed closer, it was a dilapidated temple, the temple door has not been repaired for a long time, the plaque has fallen, and the three big characters of "Zhenhua Temple" can be seen vaguely. There is also a palatial carriage next to it, and a horse is grazing in the tent in front of the temple.

In the temple, the fragrance of roast chicken passed slowly, the tip of Li Wangchen's nose moved slightly, his eyes couldn't help but glow, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, lighting up half of the sky. The thunder roared into the air, and the rain fell like a torrential rain, hitting Li Wangchen's wound, making him grin in pain.

Raising his sword, Li Wangchen walked towards the broken temple, not wanting two white shadows to fly out of it, and drew his sword at the temple gate to block Li Wangchen's path.

The girl on the left had a face like ice, and glanced at Li Wangchen coldly and said, "This is my son-in-law's sleeping place, leave immediately!"

"Sister, he seems to be seriously injured!"

The girl on the right put down the sword in her hand and glanced at Li Wangchen, who was covered in dirt, and was a little unbearable.

"I can't imagine that the sisters of the twins have such a big difference in personality!"

Li Wangchen showed a playful smile on his face, regardless of the expressions of the two people around him, he sat down along the stone steps alone, took off the water bladder on his waist, drank a big gulp, and praised in his mouth: "Good wine!"

"Frost Lu'er, it's raining heavily outside, let him in!"

Inside the temple, a man's voice came out.

Hearing this, Qishuang had to put down the sword in her hand and walk into the temple.

Qilu glanced at the crudely bandaged wounds on Li Wangchen's body and asked curiously, "Aren't you in pain?"

"If you have wine, it doesn't hurt!"

Li Wangchen turned over and got up, grinning, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth, but because of the excessive force, he moved to the wound, and his face turned pale with pain.

"Poof!"

Kiru couldn't help but laugh.

Li Wangchen wiped the corners of his mouth with his cuffs and walked into the temple. The Buddha statue facing the temple gate was covered with a thick layer of dust and cobwebs, and half of its head disappeared.

The strange thing is that the Sumeru seat under the Buddha statue is actually carved with a lifelike fairy flying map. The fairy came from the clouds with a dancing belt in her hand, barefoot, and a strong anger at the crook of her eyebrows.

Although he only glanced at it, Li Wangchen felt uneasy and quickly turned his head.

On the right side there was a bonfire, on which half of the leftover pheasants were set up, roasted to a golden brown by the fire, and the fat overflowing from the flesh had a fatal temptation to tempt the appetite. There is a white mat on the ground, and a handsome man is sitting on the straw mat, gently shaking the peach fan in his hand, gentle and elegant.

Li Wangchen glanced at the man, and was slightly surprised, because of his appearance, he was really handsome, so he bowed: "Thank you!"

"Encounter is fate, the young man is seriously injured, this is a healing elixir refined from hundreds of medicines, and eat it!"

The man took out a red brocade box from his waist, raised it lightly, and fell into Li Wangchen's hand.

opened the box, it was a pill with a rich aroma, sniffed it on the tip of his nose, Li Wangchen was not ambiguous, swallowed it directly, and sat on the ground, luck healed.

After a long time, Li Wangchen exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the wound was itchy and healing rapidly, and the pain in his body also weakened in an instant.

"How does the young man feel?" the man asked softly when he saw Li Wangchen open his eyes.

Li Wangchen nodded and said with a smile: "Most of the injuries are healed, thank you brother Tai elixir!"

"You're welcome, just a little bit of a hand. It's late at night, and the young man rests early. ”

The man lifted the peach wood fan in his hand, lightly slammed the palm of his left hand, glanced at Li Wangchen, then withdrew it, closed his eyes and fell asleep, the bonfire shone on his face, and his skin was slightly red.

After a day of life and death, Li Wangchen's shirt was tattered, his face was covered with a layer of ash, and his burden had been picked off in the battle, but he didn't care. I found some cattails in the temple, half of them were lying down, a strand of hair was slightly raised back, and the water bladder was lifted, and the wine was sipped one after another.

Except for the sound of rain outside the temple, the temple is surprisingly quiet. Qishuang still had a cold face, and the corner of her eyes glanced at Li Wangchen intentionally or unintentionally, with a trace of indescribable hostility.

Li Wangchen didn't care, he shook his head and smiled, his face was red, and he was drunk.

Speechless for a while, Qilu looked at the half pheasant on the bonfire, then looked at Li Wangchen, picked it up and handed it over, and said, "Roast chicken with wine, it should be good!"

"It's so good, the girl is gentle and considerate, it's really lovely. But your sister is like an iceberg. ”

The fragrant meat juice was sent into his mouth, and Li Wangchen looked addicted and couldn't extricate himself. When Qilu heard this, two red clouds immediately appeared on her face, pink and tender, and very cute.

Qishuang on the side turned cold, glared at Li Wangchen viciously, and said angrily: "If you say more, I'll throw you out!"

Li Wangchen's face changed wildly, and he immediately closed his mouth, Qilu covered his mouth, secretly happy.