Chapter Ninety-Eight: Sword Bone
The old servant left, and the donkey dragged Yu Dao and Jiang Qiongju into the backyard together to the place where it lived.
Although the donkey was in the shape of a stable, it was covered with golden straw, green tiles were placed on the roof, red bricks were built around it, and even the troughs for its diet were hollowed out of marble. A dragon was dug underneath to the donkey's stable, keeping the soybeans, turnips, and wheat straw piled up on the stone trough warm.
When he walked to his donkey's den, the donkey first took a bite of water in the stone trough, swallowed it after two or three times, and then took a sip in the warm water, and then pouted and rummaged in the donkey stable.
Yu Dao immediately understood why in just one month, a donkey could become so stupid when he got water. He shook his head lightly, "Qiong Ju broke the bill." ”
Jiang Qiongju laughed, she looked at the fat donkey, and shouted softly: "The donkey gets water!"
The donkey heard her cry, turned his head to look, grinned a little with his teeth, and continued to rummage.
"I don't think it's a waste of money. ”
"Whoa, whoa!" the donkey found something, and immediately ran towards the two of them with something in his mouth. It stood in front of Yu Dao, its short tail still swinging around, looking flattering.
Yu Dao looked down and saw clearly, and a black line immediately flashed on his forehead.
The thing that the donkey was biting in the mouth was a short whip, and the short whip was coiled in a circle, which looked extremely exquisite, and what could it be if it wasn't a donkey whip.
"Whoa, whoa," the donkey kept calling, urging Yu Dao.
Yu Dao fell silent, turned his head to Jiang Qiongju and said, "Qiongju, it's time to welcome the New Year." ”
"Hmm. Jiang Qiongju nodded confusedly.
"This donkey is very fat, and it should be killed. ”
Jiang Qiongju was stunned, and then laughed.
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After a little joke, the estrangement between the two completely disappeared, and Jiang Qiongju invited Yu Dao to come to a courtyard. This yard is wide, the ground is neat, the furnishings are extremely simple, and the grass and trees rooted are only Hanmei, but there are several kinds of plum colors, which makes the courtyard have a unique flavor.
"When I came here this time, the Jiangfu courtyard was very ugly, and there were not enough servants, but the hospitality was not good. ”
Jiang Qiongju knelt in front of Yu Dao, raised his sleeves and picked up the silver kettle, which was warmed in the charcoal warm water, which was for warm wine. She bowed her body, wore a silver crown on her head, her fingers were like soft skin like jade, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, mixed with heroism and charm, which made people's hearts pound.
Yu Dao's eyes lowered, "There is no need to be like this. ”
Seeing him like this, Jiang Qiongju forcibly suppressed his smile and said, "This time I went out of the customs, it should be quite rewarding." ”
"Hmm. Yu Dao nodded, then looked at her, and said, "Why do you say this?"
Jiang Qiongju's eyes were shining, and she only said: "Today, I learned that Yu Dao's appearance is very good, his skin and bones are strange, and he is not as good as a beautiful woman in the princely boudoir." ”
With that, she bit her lip and her eyes were eager to try. Suddenly, the black line on Yu Dao's forehead became more obvious, more than the one caused by the donkey's water.
Jiang Qiongju covered her mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qiongju is abrupt. The other party laughed and said, but there was little apology in his words.
A cold wind blew through, rolling up the cold plums on the branches, forming flowers and raining down, and some petals just fell on the wine glass.
Seeing this beautiful scenery, the two were stunned for a while.
Jiang Qiongju picked up a sword weapon from his side and said, "I met with you, I haven't given a gift yet, today is suitable for you to come to the door, please congratulate you with a sword dance." ”
With that, she turned and fell into the courtyard, the long sword coming out of its sheath, and the cold light suddenly rose, setting off a sword wind that made the surrounding plum branches tremble.
Yu Dao picked up the wine glass and looked at it for a long time.
But in the midst of a piece of winter snow, a rain of three-colored flowers fell from the plum blossoms and poured on one person, making it like a cloud.
This person was holding a long sword, and the sword body glowed red, glowing with killing intent. Although it was a sword dance, there were bursts of slaughter hidden in the wind, which made ordinary people feel cold. Obviously, this sword dance is not for fun, it is not common, but it is dedicated to the king.
It is like a frightening and graceful dragon. Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to collect anger, like the river and the sea are clear.
Yu Dao rose from the bitter cold in this life, and even if he was lucky enough to enter the Red Mansion twice, he had never seen drum music and dance. But even so, he also felt that the sword dance in the courtyard today was rare in the world, or he was the only one in the world who could see it.
Jiang Qiongju was raising her sword in the courtyard, and noticed that Yu Dao's gaze fell on her, and she couldn't move away for a long time, and an unprecedented joy rose in her heart.
For a time, the sword wind of slaughter seemed to be passing away at the end of winter, and early spring came, with a touch of spring.
This sword danced, which actually made the cold plums in the court shake, and a wave of qi gathered around Jiang Qiongju.
Yu Dao was stunned, and the wine glass in his hand almost fell. He looked at Jiang Qiongju, a little thought fell into his heart, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly came from his heart.
Jiang Qiongju danced with a sword weapon, and suddenly a sense of induction arose in her heart, but she didn't know what this induction was, she only thought that she and someone were in harmony, and her heart became more and more joyful.
"The phoenix returns to its hometown and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix. "There is a chanting sound, and its color is clear, like a phoenix bird groaning.
Someone thought: "Jiang Qiongju started to use a sword, not a sword, but he only got the sword for a few months, and he was so proficient, and it attracted a lot of plums......
"The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the sadness. ”
The sword dance stopped, the chanting stopped, and someone's thoughts were settled. The two looked at each other for a while, their eyes met.
Jiang Qiongju stood in the courtyard with a slim body, holding the sword weapon given to him by someone in his hand, his eyes full of joy.
"Divine immortal bones are innate, and if they are in the mortal world, they are different from ordinary people. ”
"The eighth god wrist bone, also known as the sword bone, has a sword bone, and the sword is better than ordinary people for a thousand days. The so-called germination of sword intent and sword qi is as simple as eating and drinking water for it. ”
"If you find the innate divine know-how, cut the bones and cut out the heart, remove the lungs and collect the liver...... It can transfer the divine aperture and accelerate the birth of its own divine aperture. ”
Many thoughts flashed in Yu Dao's heart, making his gaze unable to move for a long time.
"No-two, no-two!" Jiang Qiongju had already walked to the table, she didn't sit down, but leaned over to look at Yu Dao, the distance between the two cheeks was no more than a foot.
Seeing Yu Dao come back to his senses, Jiang Qiongju turned around, put his hands behind his back, and his eyes were full of expectation.
"What do you think?"
When Yu Dao heard this, he felt inexplicable in his heart, and he muttered for a few breaths before he spoke:
"Very good ......"
The girl in the crown stood in front of the table, holding a sword given by someone, and the smile on her face was like a new bloom, bright and clean.
"Today's Lantern Festival, at the beginning of the new year, can you accompany me out to have a look?" The girl turned her head to look at Hanmei at the table, and her face rose a little crimson.
Yu Dao's eyes lowered again, as if he didn't dare to look at the girl anymore. He didn't groan, but immediately replied, "Yes." ”
The cold wind suddenly blew on Jiang Qiongju's body, making her mistake it for a spring breeze. The petals swirled around her, like under a light veil.
Yu Dao looked at this scene, and his heart was slightly cold.