The woman was wearing a red Buddha robe that is extremely rare in the rivers and lakes, with green silk pulling up a bun and inserting a red hosta. There is a cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows, and he is holding a three-foot-three delicate long sword named Fei Siliang in his hand, and a small red bell is tied to the snow-white ankle of his left foot.

At first glance, Su Hanshan couldn't help but marvel in his heart, how could there be such an amazing person in the world!

Compared with the handsome and extraordinary man, compared to the deep boudoir pearl and charming and charming, Su Hanshan asked himself to read countless scriptures, but found that after racking his brains for a while, he couldn't find the words that could describe this woman in red Buddha clothes. I can only sigh, maybe this is the kind of person who can make Buddhist disciples obsessed with living up to their lives.

Seeing that Su Hanshan got carried away for a while, he didn't know that the red Buddha clothes riding a camel were also looking at him, and after a long time, the red Buddha clothes who were slightly disappointed in his heart secretly said to the prodigal son.

"Have you seen enough?"

Su Hanshan, who was holding the lantern, had a red face, and he had never been out of shape like this, so he hurriedly folded his left palm, and said that he was guilty.

Holding a three-foot-three delicate long sword, the red Buddha robe looked at it thoughtfully, but it didn't seem to appreciate it, and he didn't shy away from it, so he snorted hypocrite.

Su Hanshan also knew that he really shouldn't have forgotten his form, so he lowered his head and smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "Fake monk." ”

A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of the Red Buddha's lips, and then disappeared without a trace, returning to his original cold appearance, looking at the Nine Emperor Princes of Su Tang and saying, "What are you waiting for?"

Su Hanshan guessed that this woman in Buddha clothes must have been sent by her father, otherwise she would not have killed the group of horse thieves with the bell, but she was safe without cultivation.

He knew what the other person meant, but he couldn't answer.

Su Hanshan said: "I can't enter Daliang City yet. ”

The red Buddha Yi was surprised and said, "Why? are you not afraid of death?"

Su Hanshan smiled bitterly: "I'm also afraid of death, but if something happens to Wuyang, I'm afraid it will be even more uncomfortable than death." ”

Red Buddha Yi seemed to be very concerned about this issue, and raised her eyebrows: "Who is Wuyang?

Su Hanshan nodded seriously: "I care a lot." ”

Who knew that the red Buddha clothes seemed to be angry, and sneered in a mocking tone: "Fake monk!

Su Hanshan had no way to defend himself.

He couldn't even understand how he had provoked the red Buddha in front of him again.

Thinking that women are really difficult to understand, I sighed in my heart and stopped talking.

Su Hanshan turned around and walked a few steps, lifted the curtain, took out the painting box and thirty-two lines of silver in the carriage, and put the curtain down.

He straightened his back, looked at the red Buddha robe riding a camel and said seriously: "Thank you very much for the girl's life-saving grace, Su Hanshan remembers it in his heart, and he will repay him when he has the opportunity to repay the spring." It's just that now, Su Hanshan really wants to find someone, and in order to protect me, she was entangled by the killer and didn't know whether she was alive or dead. The girl said that Su Hanshan was a hypocrite, or a flower monk, Su Hanshan would never argue. ”

"Because ......"

Su Hanshan was a little choked, tears flashed in his eyes, as if he remembered Huang Shang'er's parting kiss, he smiled slightly: "She is really important to Su Hanshan!"

Su Hanshan bowed deeply, then turned around and walked towards the way he came.

The red Buddha robe on the camel's back was slightly moved. Looking at Su Hanshan's back of picking up the lamp, especially the tearful smile in her eyes and the deep bow in her mind, she was speechless.

I felt some remorse in my heart, wondering if my words were a bit too radical. But after thinking about it, the red Buddha clothes were relieved again. I thought that if you weren't for Su Hanshan, this girl wouldn't be too lazy to care who you care about!

The red Buddha robe, which is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, still can't resist the stubborn Su Hanshan, and he can't let that guy leave it alone. The sword light and sword shadow of these three hundred miles of wasteland are murderous, and if one is not careful, the stubborn guy will be in a different place.

The soft-hearted red Buddha robe rubbed the camel's hairy head, and the camel bell rang again in the night.

Crisp and pleasant, it sounds great.

......

In the wee hours of the morning, there is a picture of the endless three hundred miles of wasteland.

The wooden hairpin was wrapped in green silk, and a young man in a green shirt was walking with a painting box and a lamp, silently followed by a camel behind him, and on the back of the camel sat a peerless red dress with a sword.

The camel bell rang all the way.

The name of this painting is called: The lonely lamp picks the night boy, followed by the camel bell girl.

......

Su Hanshan walked for half the night.

When the white belly of the fish appeared in the sky, the lantern in his hand had long been extinguished, the mud on the hem of his trousers had dried up, his legs were sore and sore, and he walked with a limp, and his face was very haggard.

He regretted it a little.

After being knocked unconscious by Dong Bowu, he didn't know how far he had walked from the location where Wuyang jumped out of the carriage, and he went back to look for it all the way with the rut prints, and found that after walking in the middle of the night, he couldn't find any trace of Wuyang.

I regretted why I hadn't ridden the horse in the first place, and why I hadn't waited for hours to walk so far.

Stopping to wipe his sweat, Su Hanshan looked into the distance, and vaguely saw a familiar figure coming into his eyes from the horizon.

"It's Huangmei senior!"

Su Hanshan was overjoyed, and hurriedly dragged his limping legs and feet towards the old man Huangmei.

......

"Seniors. ”

Su Hanshan looked at the face a little pale, the gray hair was even more messy, and the clothes on his body still had some traces of holes burned by the fire, in short, the old man Huangmei, who was not in a good state, felt a little sour in his heart.

The old man Huangmei, who was holding a chessboard with willow branches in his hair, raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Hanshan, and asked in surprise: "Why are you limping?

Su Hanshan didn't answer, but asked with concern: "Senior, are you okay?"

The old man Huangmei spread his hands: "Do you think I look bad?"

Su Hanshan nodded sincerely.

The old man Huangmei felt that he couldn't hold his face, and said: "Didn't you see Feng Qiwu's little chicken, the old man's willow pulled him all over the ground!"

Su Hanshan smiled.

It seems that in addition to being a little tired and not recovering, Huang Mei's senior is really fine, and he can't help but ask: "Senior, have you ever seen Wuyang on the road?"

Old man Huangmei snorted: "She's not with you, but what happened to you?"

Su Hanshan suddenly thought of the girl in red Buddha clothes, so he turned around, where was there still the shadow of red Buddha clothes in the endless wasteland in the early morning.

Only then did Su Hanshan realize that it seemed that he hadn't heard the camel bell for a while. I was so busy with the lights that I forgot when the girl was gone.

sighed lightly, and narrated what happened after the old man Huangmei left.

Listening to what happened later, the old man Huangmei also felt a little surprised. The careful layout of the mastermind behind the scenes, driving away step by step, weakening the forces around him, until Su Hanshan was sent into the hands of the group of horse thieves of unknown origin...... How can ordinary people coordinate and control this interlocking strategy?

Looking at the lost Su Hanshan, the old man Huangmei said with rare comfort: "You don't have to worry too much. That girl only has the share of bullying others, maybe she will chase others and cut them at this time. Not finding it is at least not a bad thing, is it?"

Su Hanshan hummed heavily.

Feeling the trembling of the earth under his feet and the sound of galloping horses' hooves in the distance, the old man Huangmei pointed in the direction of Daliang City: "They are here to pick you up." ”