Soon after Tao Shanshan left, strange changes took place in the plum garden.

The golden boot, which no one was wearing, suddenly began to grow flesh and blood, and after a while, the appearance of the banner walker was congealed from flesh and blood again.

The banner walker took off his golden boots, poured out the wine in them, looked at the direction Tao Shanshan left, and said slowly: "What a poor and exquisite woman, if you don't do a full set of this play, you really can't be fooled." ”

Soon the bannerman and the golden boot were long gone.

Leaving only a poignant verse in the air:

The wildfire burned the embers of the golden wheel, and the autumn water collapsed and sank the rouge marks.

Jun looks at the spring willows under the bridge, and the sunset flies and kills.

Jiangdao Tower, the dew in the flower garden, has been dispersed.

Qiu Tongcoffin had already been busy in the garden with Uncle Jiang, and Qiu Tongcoffin looked up at the flower pavilion from time to time.

Hua Yanxia didn't know what she was busy with recently, and she didn't send Luo Hanqing to tie him up, this matter has been seen for a long time, and Qiu Tongqi has missed it a little.

While hoeing the grass, Jiang Bo said with a smile: "In two days, it will be the Flower Moon Festival, presumably the eldest lady is preparing for the Flower Moon Festival." ”

Qiu Tongqi asked, "What kind of festival is the Flower Moon Festival?"

In the past, when he was still begging, he rarely came to this kind of city, so he naturally didn't know the origin of the Flower Moon Festival. ”

Jiang Bo explained: "The Flower Moon Festival, named from, the moon before the flower, the meaning of the full moon, is an opportunity for young boys and girls to meet at night, and men and women in a radius of dozens of miles near this town will come to participate in the Flower Moon Festival, in order to seek their own wishful marriage." ”

Qiu Tongcoffin said in a panic: "That... Is the eldest lady interested in someone?"

Jiang Bo smiled: "As far as I know, there is no one yet. ”

Qiu Tong said: "Then she... ”

Jiang Bodao: "Our eldest lady has been arrogant since she was a child, and whether she goes or doesn't go to the Flower Moon Festival is all in one thought, this thought refers to whether someone invited her, she definitely doesn't want to be like other women, alone to find any marriage, if there is a teenager waiting by her side, at least she can help her file some wild bees and butterflies." ”

Jiang Bo's eyes stared at Qiu Tongcoffin: "Do you guess that such a lucky young man, we still have one in Jiangdaolou?"

Qiu was in the same coffin, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to face Jiang Bo's eyes.

Then his face grew hotter and hotter, and the roots of his ears became redder.

In the end, I couldn't resist being shy and ran away.

Jiang Bo shook his head with a smile and continued to swing the hoe, which was swinging lightly and quickly, as if he had just done a big thing.

After Qiu Tongcoffin ran away, his heart was in turmoil, and unexpectedly, he ran to Tao Shanshan's door, but unfortunately Tao Shanshan was not in the house.

He ran into the room, closed the door, and sat alone, when he was in a state of confusion, he suddenly saw an unopened bottle of Xiu Bottle of small wine standing in the corner, perhaps because he was so confused that he could not get rid of it, he picked up the drink, and poured it all into his stomach in a few sips.

Xiu bottle small brew is made of some miscellaneous grains, and it has great stamina.

The alcohol slowly started to heat up all over his body, and he jerked to his feet and ran straight to the flower garden.

Seeing that the tea boss was frightened and fell to the ground, the surrounding refugees whispered to the gray-haired man: Disaster star.

The gray-haired man lowered his head and slowly licked the moist walls of the empty bowl, as if to quench his thirst and hunger.

The sick sword sighed and coughed at this time.

Suddenly, the gray-haired man rushed to the side of the sick sword as if he was stimulated by something, and when the sick sword saw the gray-haired man's face, he was also stunned, his eyes were different, his hair should be caused by the dust on the road, the primary color should be white, the white-haired people were different, and the half-demon was in trouble, no wonder he was regarded as a disaster star.

The gray-haired man said in a slur manner: I... I... My dad just got this cough of yours, and he coughed to death, and I didn't take good care of him, so he died, hot water! You have to put it here in hot water, it will be better.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Sick Jian heard that this was a girl who was ten years old, and Sick Jian looked at the girl again, dressed as a farmer, but it was already covered with stains, and with that muddy face, he couldn't see the original appearance, as if the whole person had rolled out of the stove.

The gray-haired man pointed to the sick sword's belly, then turned back and filled a scoop of hot water and placed it in the sick sword's hand, letting him hold it to warm his stomach.

A young girl's voice came, looking at what happened to the gray-haired man, and the heart of the sick sword was gloomy for a while.

The tea boss was about to step forward to stop him, but the sick sword shook his head and signaled that he didn't need to.

Sick Sword stared at the steaming hot water and asked, "What's your name?"

The girl still had a footprint on her face that she didn't know who kicked it, and said with a smile: Bai Qingping, my father said that this is the best name in the world!

Sick Jian replied with a smile: It is indeed a good name, aren't you afraid of me?

Sick Sword looked at the refugees around him.

Bai Qingping lowered her head and said in a very low voice: The sound you cough up is like my father, after my father dies, many people will beat me, I think, people who cough like my father should not beat me...

Bai Qingping's final tone was like a question, and it was like a temptation.

After hearing this, the sick sword coughed again and again for a while.

Bai Qingping immediately became nervous: How are you? Do you want to drink water? I now know many ways to cure this cough, although the mother-in-law in the village also beat me, but she told me a way that will definitely cure you.

The sick sword sighed and expressed doubt.

Bai Qingping limped away again, and after a while, she took a knife.

Seeing that she came back with a knife, Yu Thin also became nervous, and just as she was about to start, she was pressed down by the owner of Shanxue who was drinking tea quietly, and asked her to watch quietly.

said that it was too late, but I saw Bai Qingping pick up the knife and was about to cut it at her thin arm.

However, the swinging knife was steadily restrained by a pair of large hands.

Sick Sword hurriedly asked: What to do!?

Bai Qingping looked dazed: Save you, the mother-in-law in the village said, as long as this cough disease drinks my blood and eats my flesh, it will be fine immediately, don't worry, I bleed a little blood, and it's nothing less than a piece of meat, as long as it can cure you.

Looking at Bai Qingping's muddy face and happy smile, Sick Jian's heart jumped.

Sick Jian asked again: Which kind mother-in-law is it, you help me point out, and I will thank her in a while.

Bai Qingping looked east and west, and pointed to an old woman with a vermilion hairpin in the distance, who fled so decently and did not forget to wear this hairpin, she was the only one in the entire refugee group.

Bai Qingping paused: Although she also beat me and snatched the hairpin left by my mother, she was the only one who was willing to tell me this method, if only she told me before my father died, my father might not die, in general, she is also a slightly good person.

The sick sword buried his head, looking at the mist slowly rising in the scoop, and a large piece of fog followed in his eyes: My disease is about to be cured, I don't believe you look at it, from now on, I won't cough.

Bai Qingping looked at him suspiciously, seeing that the breath of the sick sword was slowly stabilizing, and his complexion was much better, as if he had survived in an instant.

Sick Sword put the knife behind him, and then glanced at the side of the master of Shan Xue, who was holding a teacup in one hand and holding Yu Thin's hand tightly with the other, Yu Shou buried his head and couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

At this time, the old man who was driving the horse returned to the master of the mountain snow at some point, whispered a few times, and almost at the same time, the master of the mountain snow and the sick sword looked in one direction.

There was a rapid sound of breaking the air in the air, and after a while, a big black flag fell from the sky and was fiercely inserted into the ground, and the word Murong on the banner was blown by the wind.

Immediately afterwards, a voice hovered in the air: Murong descended into the world, and all things retreated!

A long-haired man fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground like a bell, causing the refugees to flee in all directions.

Dahan glanced around, raised his head, and shouted loudly: The Murong family set up a high platform here, built an immortal mansion, although it occupies some places, but it can Bao'er wait for a safe life, I heard that there is a white demon born here, causing trouble to all beings, this immortal just captured it and killed the altar, where is the white demon?

The three men crawled over like dogs, scrambling to identify Bai Qingping.

Bai Qingping felt their gaze, and she shuddered with fright, and then lowered her head and cried.

After a while, Bai Qingping wiped her tears with her tattered sleeves, and said to the sick sword with a smile: Thank you for not hitting me, I originally thought that I was born to be annoying, but, but, ah, there are still two people in this world who don't hate me very much, I couldn't save my father, I hope you can live well.

After saying the three words of living, a pair of tears filled with different eyes, like two seas of different colors, collided together.

Then Bai Qingping turned around, still bowing her head, and shouted with a cry: I am really sorry for bringing bad luck to everyone, I am sorry for causing everyone to leave their hometown! In the next life, I will not be gone! I'm sorry!

Everyone will say a lot of things in their lives, many different words, only Bai Qingping has been saying sorry since she was born, and when she was dying, she was still crying sorry.

After speaking, she strode towards the long-haired man, the wind blew the tears in her eyes into the air, and the first time the sick sword saw the broken scene of the sea, it was still two colorful seas shattered together.

Bai Qingping was injured because of her leg, so she ran up, still limping, and fell to the ground halfway, just fell to the old woman wearing a vermilion hairpin, the woman was so frightened that she jumped up straight as if she had been bitten by a snake, and by the way, she kicked Bai Qingping, who had fallen to the ground, and scolded the disaster star to get away, Bai Qingping rubbed the place where she was kicked, looked at the refugees who were scared by herself, and looked at the time when her father was still there, she could also call her uncles and aunts affectionately, she no longer had any brilliance in her eyes, dragging one leg and slowly walking towards the long-haired man, as if looking for a relief for this painful life。

The figure that was brazenly dying was so hot in the eyes of the sick sword that he couldn't help but scream loudly, and then his body flashed and disappeared in place.

A tall figure, a rusty sword, stopped in front of Bai Qingping.

Looking at the familiar back, Bai Qingping stopped.

The sick sword looked ahead and didn't look back: How can there be so many sorry in this world, to live is to live, to live happily, girl, if there is anything to be sorry for, then the world is sorry for you!

The sick sword took Bai Qingping around, and actually returned to the table of the master of the mountain snow, and the sick sword handed Bai Qingping, who was in doubt, to Yu Shou's hand: Trouble the jade girl.