Volume 1 Three Thousand Floating Worlds Chapter 5 The Girl Weaves Dreams

"I say, 'Can you take me in?'" the girl thought he hadn't heard, and said it word for word.

Zhu An held his forehead and had a headache, "Where is your home?" I'll send you back." ”

"Won't you take me in?"

Under her expectant gaze, it was difficult for Zhu'an to say a word.

"But won't your master be worried, if he can't find you. ”

The girl shook her head, her expression did not seem to be fake, "No, she often walks by herself and disappears!"

"And how do you usually get in touch?"

"Well, when my master remembers that I'm gone, he'll come to me. ”

"Then how long will your master remember?"

"Maybe ten days and a half months!" said the girl with a smile, not feeling anything wrong at all.

"...... "What kind of strange master and apprentice this is."

"That'...... So where do you want to go, I'll send you there, I'll go again, that's okay?"

Seeming a little embarrassed, she thought about it seriously, "I don't know, I haven't had time to say it when the master leaves." After saying that, she clapped her hands happily, "I know! I will go wherever you go!"

“......”

For the first time in his life, he was indifferent in front of this girl and collapsed in front of him.

After confirming again and again, she really had nowhere to go, and Zhu'an was not worried that she was wandering outside alone, so she decided to take her with her first and wait for her master to find him before leaving.

When she finished eating and left the restaurant, she leaned over and asked, "So where are we going now?"

It was indeed a purpose to go down the mountain by Chase, but he still had a lot of things to find out, and he didn't want to involve others.

After thinking about it, he said, "I was originally traveling down the mountain, and I don't have any specific destination, so I plan to look around." ”

"Then let's go to Linlang!"

"Why? Where is your master?"

"No, I heard that Linlang is rich in beauties, let's go see the beauties!"

“......”

"Go, go, anyway, you're out to travel and look around!" she grabbed a little corner of his shirt and dangled it.

After a moment of silence, he spoke with difficulty: "...... Is Linlang in this direction......"

"Like!" she replied excitedly.

With her, it was not convenient to ride a horse, so he led the horse and walked out of the Fanzhou City Gate together, patted the horse's back, looked down at the girl who only reached his shoulder, and asked, "Do you want to sit?"

"Yes, yes!" the girl held up a hand, and the bell on her arm snapped.

"Then you sit down. She sat down on the horse, and she bowed her head and asked, "What about you?"

Juan shook his head, took the reins, and walked to the left side of the horse.

Seeing this, the girl didn't say much, and said with a smile that she had worked hard.

Zhu'an's steps are unhurried, and she is neither urging nor too slow.

It's just that she is not at ease when she sits on horseback, looking around, she is very interested in the flowers and plants on the roadside, and the walkers and pedestrians, as if she rarely goes out.

Passing by a big willow, she reached out and folded a willow branch and waved it in her hand, feeling quite self-satisfied.

"Sit down and fall down carefully. Zhu'an looked at her staggering, and couldn't help but say a word.

Hearing him speak, the girl came over with a smile: "Hey, I said, you haven't told me your name yet?"

Zhu'an looked ahead and said funny: "You dare to follow me without even knowing my name?"

"Haha. You're not a bad person anyway. ”

Chase peace of mind to think about how you know, just by feeling.

She bent over a little more and asked with a smile, "Don't you wonder what my name is?"

"Not curious. "It's not a lie, Zhu'an is indifferent, she didn't say it, and he wouldn't ask.

After all, it's just a trip to meet in Pingshui.

"Hey, how can you be so inquisitive!" she still bent down and gently brushed his face with the wicker in her hand, a little itchy, "Tell me quickly, what's your name?

Zhu'an glanced at the willow branch in her hand, and turned her head back, "Zhu'an." It's going to fall, sit down. ”

"Chase Ann, Chase ......Ann," she straightened up, looked into the distance, and recited it a few times to her lips, laughing, "Nice name." ”

Chai An smiled and said nothing.

After walking for more than a dozen steps, Zhu'an suddenly asked, "What about you?"

When she heard this, she immediately bent over with a smile, "You still say you're not curious? Hmph, I know that you are very curious and want to know my name, I can't think of it!"

Her eyebrows fluttered and she smiled, and her appearance was very moving, like a red lotus that was angry to the extreme in an instant, and her beauty was publicized.

A smile appeared on Zhu'an's lips, and he said very cooperatively: "Okay, I really want to know, I can't think about it, so can you tell me?"

Weaving Dream was very useful for this, and said with a smile: "Haha, seeing that you are so sincere, I will reluctantly tell you about it!"

"Thank you so much. "Zhu'an is very popular.

The girl nodded with satisfaction, "My name is Weaving Dreams." ”

Generally, the children of the Jianghu family will say when they meet, fortunately, which city and which sect I am from, and I reported it together with the family, and the two of them only said their names, but they tacitly did not ask each other's origins.

"Weaving dreams?"

"Yes! How's that, isn't it nice?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Zhu'an nodded, "This name is quite special. ”

"What's so special?"

The two of them didn't even have a surname, just a lonely name.

"Hurry up and sit down. "Walk forward with your hands in your hands, stepping on unhurried steps, and your eyes fall into the distance.

"Oh~ I know......" Seeing that he didn't answer, she muttered dissatisfiedly and sat up straight.

She waited obediently for a while, and suddenly there was a crisp and crisp flute sound on the horseback, and she turned her head to look, her white hands were like jade holding a blue piccolo, and she put it to her lips and blew it, and her body shook rhythmically with the flute, which was very pleasant, and the flute sound was like having wings, flying to the four fields.

It was almost dusk, and the sky was full of glow, and a round of golden sun was about to set on the horizon.

The melody is light and moving, and her face is serious and gentle in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Zhu'an was suddenly in a very good mood.

Seeing him, the girl who played the flute blinked her right eye like a gentle thorn at the tip of his heart, and the flute sound became more cheerful.

Zhu'an laughed, and there seemed to be a slightly drunken wine in his eyes.

After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where did you get the flute?"

She hadn't been wearing the piccolo before.

"Oh...... A shepherd boy had just passed by, and he was asleep on the back of the cow and the flute had fallen off his waist without knowing it, and I helped him catch it and was about to return it, but the big buffalo had already run away without looking back!" she stopped playing, and the blue piccolo turned nimbly on her fingertips, and said very sincerely.

“......”

Sure enough, the shepherd boy was long gone.

Zhu'an looked at her and shook his head helplessly, Weaving Meng laughed, and continued to bring the flute to his lips, and another crisp flute sounded.

The two walked together towards the sunset, and soon there were only two vague shadows left in the sky.

On the other side of the road, the little shepherd boy with pigtails was lying leisurely on the back of a large black and blue buffalo, with a small straw hat on his face and humming a little song with his eyes closed. This buffalo is well-behaved and knows the way, and no one needs to drive him to the village, and his body is swaying, and the shepherd boy is also swaying.

Suddenly, he straightened up, leaned forward to the buffalo's head, and patted the buffalo's head affectionately, "Da Hei, I'll play you a tune! What do you want to hear?"

Of course, he didn't really want the buffalo to answer, so he happily rubbed the back of the buffalo's neck again and touched the shepherd flute placed on his waist.

"Huh, where's my flute, where is my flute?"

He anxiously touched his whole body, but the flute was nowhere to be seen, and suddenly he burst into tears and cried, and the big buffalo seemed to be frightened by his cry, turned his head to look at the child on his body, stretched out his tongue and licked his hand.

That was a new cut for him by his father yesterday, and he happily pinned it to his waist when he went out today, showing off with some little pride, but why did this flute disappear in a blink of an eye?

The shepherd boy wept in the warm afterglow of the sunset.