"Mo Li, when do you think the rain will stop?"

Spring rains are as expensive as oil, especially in places with drier climates such as the border lands.

There is a lake in the center of Vermilion Bird City, which is not very large, and it is said that the overseers who were stationed here in the past used their skills to open up the earth's veins and attract the underground river to condense it.

In the center of the lake there is a pavilion called the Rain Viewing Pavilion, which is connected to the land by a long covered bridge.

On this day when the spring rain fell on the earth, it was quite a scene.

Jiang Xiaoman stood in the pavilion, stretched out his hand to let the rain drop on his palm, and asked the girl behind him with a smile.

"How many times have you said it, you want to call sister!"

The girl was a little dissatisfied, reached out and tugged at the boy's hair, and whispered.

"How many times have you said that you are going to marry me as a daughter-in-law in the future, if you don't call it, you don't call it. ”

Jiang Xiaoman felt that the girl looked the best when she was angry, and turned around quite lazily and pinched Jiang Moli's slender and white wrist with her wet, rain-stained hand.

"Li'er, there are so many women in this world, but I spoil you alone, aren't you still content?"

There was no one left and right, but the young man was bold, and he pulled the girl into his arms, learning the appearance of the game red dust hero from the play, and saying words that made the girl blush.

It's just that the boy is still too young, but he looks like he is thirteen or fourteen years old, and this appearance adds a bit of feeling.

"Jiang Xiaoman, I'm really angry if you do this again!"

Jiang Moli struggled to push away the lazy boy, his tone was a little cold, but his cheeks were flushed.

"You really learned badly from Uncle Eleven, see if I go back and don't tell my aunt. ”

A pair of peach-like eyes glared at the young man at the moment, and Jiang Moli felt that his heart was beating a lot faster.

"Sister Moli, I can't do it if I'm wrong... Don't tell your mother, or you'll be punished for copying scriptures!"

Seeing that Jiang Moli was really a little angry, the young man was a lot more honest, and quickly retracted his hand and looked at Jiang Moli pitifully like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished.

"Uh-huh, you still know that you're afraid, you're not too young, you haven't learned much from Uncle Eleven, but you've learned a lot of others!"

"Now that Uncle Eleventh is no longer on the border, I see who will support you and talk nonsense!"

Looking at Jiang Xiaoman's current appearance, Jiang Moli couldn't help but laugh out loud, and stretched out his slender jade finger and pointed at the young man's head.

"Sister Moli, do you really want to marry me?"

Seeing that Jiang Moli was not really angry, Jiang Xiaoman was a lot more relieved, looked at the girl who was slightly taller than himself, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't want to!"

Jiang Mo turned his head away, ignored the young man, and pouted with his hands on his hips.

"But I only know Sister Moli and you as a girl in Vermilion Bird City, if you don't marry me, then I won't be able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future!"

Jiang Xiaoman was a little lost, kneeling on a chair in the pavilion and looking at the rain outside the window, and said softly.

"You're really... I said, Jiang Xiaoman, do you know what it's like to marry a daughter-in-law?"

After all, he can't be angry with a teenager, especially since he grew up together, Jiang Moli sat down lightly beside Jiang Xiaoman and asked with a shallow smile.

"I naturally know, marrying is like my father and mother, I like each other and have been together all the time!"

Jiang Moli looked at the young man's somewhat innocent answer, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Girls always mature faster than boys when they are teenagers, especially when Jiang Moli is now in the age of jasper, and he understands love more than boys.

"Sister Moli, if you don't marry me, what kind of person do you want to marry in the future?"

In the end, it is the heart of a teenager, Jiang Xiaoman will know the mind of the girl at the moment, and he can't help but open his eyes and ask with some curiosity.

What kind of person do you marry? Jiang Moli looked at the rain dripping on the surface of the lake outside the pavilion, and was full of longing: "If you want to marry, he must be elegant and elegant, handsome and extraordinary, and he hurts me to the bone..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the young man with a smile: "But you are so ugly, don't you want the man to be blind and fall in love with you, the tigress?"

"Jiang Xiaoman!"

Jiang Mo was so angry that he rushed forward and twisted with the young man, he hurt him the most on weekdays, but he dared to belittle himself like this.

Girl's feelings are always poetry, especially at the age of sixteen or seventeen, she loves beauty the most, Jiang Moli was really angry with his youth, like a fried cat.

Jiang Moli is really not ugly, let alone this place, even in the hinterland of the imperial dynasty, there are few women of the same age who can compare with her in appearance, just a pair of eyes like peach blossoms make this Vermilion Bird City and several surrounding cities, Confucian and military gates, how many young heroes are confused, and they can't sleep at night.

If it weren't for Jiang Yao's identity in the imperial dynasty and knowing that the threshold of the Suzaku City Overseer's Mansion was surprisingly high, he didn't dare to have that extravagant idea, and now the threshold of Jiang Xiaoman's family would be broken by the matchmaker who proposed marriage.

Secretly, some people compared Jiang Moli to the beautiful witch Luo Shen in ancient mythology.

There have also been inkmen who have traveled here and fallen in love with Jiang Mo's separation, and they are reluctant to splash ink on the Vermilion Bird City and leave a poem: "There is a bright moon at the border, and the face of the slender goddess." To lean long hair to the waist, ten miles of red makeup live up to the lovesickness. ”

After the fight, the rain gradually subsided, and Jiang Xiaoman was still lying on the ground and muttering: "I haven't finished yet...... No one will marry you, I'll marry you......"

The young man's voice was so small that he didn't even hear Jiang Moli, who was still angry on the side.

......

"This is the princess of the Lan family's generation in the barren grassland?"

"Returning to the young master, yes... The one who frolicked with the young man of the Jiang family was the only bloodline of the Lan clan, the former lord of the barren grassland, who was still in the world. ”

Not far from Jiang Xiaoman and Jiang Mo, there were two figures standing on the eaves of a house across the lake, and the one who asked before was a young man who didn't look very old.

This young man looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is extremely handsome, his half-length hair is tied up and scattered behind his head, and his eyes are extremely black and bright, but at this moment, he is staring at Jiang Moli not far away, but there is a cold and evil taste.

It's as if the most poisonous black water snake in the world has stared at its long-awaited prey.

The one who answered later was a middle-aged man with a pale face and beard, an extremely long body, and a somewhat gloomy voice.

The two seemed to be masters and servants, and the somewhat gloomy middle-aged man stood behind the young man, leaning forward slightly as he answered.

The middle-aged man was holding a lantern in his hand, and although it was daytime, the candle in the lantern was shining with a pale yellow light, and on the lantern there was a big word "win" written in seal.

"The woman of the Lan family really deserves the four words of beauty and incomparable, Zhao Soul makes you say that if this Mo Li'er is placed in my Daqin's list of beauties in the world, can she compete with Nansu for the top spot?"

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked Jiang Moli up and down across the lake, turned his head and asked the middle-aged man behind him.

"If you talk about appearance alone, Nanli Su can be compared with it, but if you want to say that although Nanli Su is from the fifth generation of Great Qin's Wujun Mansion and has a prominent status, it is far inferior to the women of the Lan family. ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, followed the young man's gaze, and said.

"Yes, except for the limited number of big clans in this world, which one dares to say that they are more noble than the Lan family?" The young man stared at Jiang Xiaoman, who asked Jiang Moli to help him pat off the dust on his body in the pavilion, and laughed softly, his voice gradually became cold: "Otherwise, it would not be worth letting Xuanzu spend three hundred years to lay out, but he never thought of letting the people of the Jiang family pick peaches..."

"Everything has a cause and effect, and the adults also said that you can't force it. ”

How could the middle-aged man not know what his young master was thinking at this moment, and said in a low voice after being silent for a while.

"My winner's boy, when did you believe in cause and effect?" The young man sneered, and his black eyes were beating with light: "Today's encounter with me is a big cause and effect, don't say that I don't know the identity of that strange child, and now that I know it, I can't let go of this cause and effect." ”

"But before I came out, my lord instructed that this time I can only travel in the territory of my Great Qin in the Northern Regions, and now it is a disobedience to accompany the young master to go deep into the border of the Xia Dynasty. ”

The middle-aged man bowed slightly at the young man's body and whispered.

"Zhao Soul History, are you afraid that you have forgotten your identity?"

The young man ignored the middle-aged man's words, and asked with a soft smile, "Do you know who you are disobeying now?"

"Zhao Gao doesn't dare, Zhao Gao is only loyal to the adult, this time I will go back to ask the adult for guilt, and I hope that the young master must not do that extraneous thing. ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head, his voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and his tone was respectful but not too jealous of the young man in front of him.

"What if I want to do that extraneous thing? Zhao Soul Shi has to do the power and responsibility of the soul suppressor, and take my soul to suppress it into your hands and hell?"

The young man ignored the middle-aged man's dissuasion, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the light in his eyes seemed to be even colder.

He came from a distinguished background and was very talented. Since he was a child, he has been favored by a certain ancestor in the clan, and he has always been windy and rainy, where has anyone disobeyed him like this.

Especially in the eyes of the young man, the person who disobeyed him now was just a wolf dog raised by the clan.

Even if this wolf dog once had a lot of power in the Northern Regions for a certain period of time, one person was below and above ten thousand people.

But it was only a reward from someone in his own clan, and it was just a matter of handwriting to take it back later.

"The young master is serious, how dare Zhao Gao do that disobedient thing. ”

The middle-aged man naturally knew the young master's temperament, and although his head was still lowered, his voice was a little heavier: "The layout of the adults has always had a back hand, although this time the layout of the three hundred years has allowed the people of the Jiang family to mistakenly enter it and stir up the arrangement of the adults, how can the young master know that this is not a secret buried by the adults?"

The middle-aged man didn't want to say more, but being a slave always has to know how to keep his mouth shut, and if he can, he won't say much.

If the master says the wrong thing and does something wrong, it is a big deal to be punished, but once the slave says something that should not be said from his mouth, then most of the punishment is to offset his life.

How could he, who had dealt with the Jiang clan of the Great Xia Dynasty in the Southern Regions many times, not know the details of this clan, if he really wanted to let the young master do the "cause and effect things" in his mouth, whether he could get out of this Vermilion Bird City is still a matter of words.

His own adults are kind to him, even if he gives up his life to protect the young master, he deserves it.

It's just that this time, if you really want to let the young master go alone in this Vermilion Bird City, even if you can give up your life, what can you do, it is nothing more than adding two heads to the side saber of the Jiang clan.

"Before going out, Xuanzu and his old man told me that everything must be done by Zhao Soul, so I was reckless, and I hoped that Senior Zhao would punish me if I didn't think about it. ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's previous words, the young man's dark pupils couldn't help but shrink, and after a moment, he returned to normal and turned around and said respectfully to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded and didn't say anything more, but he had to sigh in his heart that it was not unreasonable for this young master to be appreciated by adults.

Even if he is as old as him, he is probably not as good as if he is scheming.

"Zhao Gao doesn't dare..."

The middle-aged man whispered, his body taking a step back slightly, unwilling to accept this.

The rain stopped.

Jiang Xiaoman finally got up from the ground, Jiang Moli's temper he knew, and it was inevitable that there would be something different in the young man's heart after getting along for a long time.

"Sister Moli, seeing that this spring rainy season is about to pass, I remember that you said that you would learn her craft of making osmanthus cake with your mother this year. ”

The young man was behind the girl, stretched out a hand to grab Jiang Mo from the corner of his skirt, and said with a smile.

The spring rainy season in the border land comes quickly, goes faster, after the spring rain, the osmanthus tree that spreads in the mountains and fields of the border land is past the flowering period, and if you want to eat the fragrant osmanthus cake again, you have to wait until the next year.

"You still need to say it!" The girl turned around and stretched out her slender white hand to knock on Jiang Xiaoman's head, and said angrily, Liu Ye's eyebrows raised lightly and finally condensed together: "It's just that no matter what you do, you still can't make the kind of taste in your aunt's hand." ”

Compared with the hinterland of the imperial dynasty, there are few ingredients that can be called delicacies, but the osmanthus cake in the spring rain season can definitely be called a must.

Every year, there will be a lot of gluttonous customers from the hinterland of the dynasty and even several other regions, who come to this place from hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, or even thousands of miles to taste the heart of the osmanthus brewed by the clever women in the border areas after picking the spring dew.

And if you want to say which osmanthus cake is the best in Vermilion Bird City, it belongs to the Overseer's Mansion is a must!

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

The young man and girl were talking, laughing, chatting and chatting some gossip on weekdays, and walked along the covered bridge to the shore, but they didn't know that at this time, a pair of evil and domineering eyes were staring at Jiang Xiaoman.

"I often hear Xuan Zu say that the Nirvana Gong handed down by the Jiang clan in the Southern Regions Daxia is quite mysterious, and it is called the top ten heavenly skills in the world together with my clan's Heavenly Escape Technique. ”

The young man laughed and asked the middle-aged man behind him, "I wonder if Zhao Soul Shi can satisfy my curiosity?"

The middle-aged man didn't speak, nodded in silence, and with a slight wave of the hand holding the lantern, he saw that the candle in the lantern seemed to be lit up a lot, and then from the lantern was a white arm, and under the arm was a palm that was also only bone.

"The soul comes out of the law..."

The middle-aged man exhaled a breath of white air at this bone palm, and saw that the originally lifeless bone palm seemed to be alive, rushing out of the lantern and towards Jiang Xiaoman.

The bone palm is not big, but it is crystal clear, like the mutton fat white jade, which does not look eerie and terrifying, but gives people an incomparably holy feeling.

"Be careful!"

Although Jiang Moli walked behind Jiang Xiaoman, she took the first step to find the bone palm from the sky, grabbed Jiang Xiaoman's sleeve and wanted to pull him behind her, she wanted to use her body to block this incomparably powerful palm for the young man.

It's a pity, but it's a little late, the bone palm glowing with crystal light is full of killing intent at this time, and the speed is faster, and it rumbles towards Jiang Xiaoman's shoulder.

If this blow is solid, although the young man will not die, but his arm will inevitably be injured, at least a blood hole will be left, and whether it will be crippled depends on the will of the person who made the shot.

But obviously, although the middle-aged man nodded and took action for the young master, he didn't want to do too much.

This is the border land of the Great Xia Dynasty, and it has been a place where dragons and tigers have been hidden since ancient times.

If some things are really done, even if the two sides of the Southern and Northern Regions are still in the way of peace at the moment, they will not move too many swordsmen, but he believes that at least he and the so-called young master will not be able to get out here.

The big man behind him who has eyes and hands in the sky is here, and he can't change anything.

All this came too suddenly, and it didn't leave the young man much time to reflect, Jiang Xiaoman shook off the hand that was tugging at his sleeve, and immediately pushed the person behind him who shouted at him farther away.

"Mo Li, I said that no one can hurt you with me. ”

The boy turned his head away from the bony palm that was about to pierce his shoulder, and smiled softly at the girl.

Later, until a long, long time later, whenever Jiang Moli recalled, she couldn't help but sigh that smile at that time had always been the most beautiful scenery in her life.

"Dangchang!"

The blood splashed as expected, and the bone palm that came out of nowhere was actually hit by a green leaf flying from nowhere, and it deviated from its original direction, rushing towards the stone pillar on Jiang Xiaoman's side.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and I saw that the stone pillar that was originally used to support the covered bridge was actually pierced by the bone palm like tender tofu, leaving a hole that was clear from front to back.

"Who is it?!"

The middle-aged man saw that the bone palm that should have penetrated Jiang Xiaoman's shoulder was knocked open by a green leaf, his mind sank, and his half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted coldly.

What he feared came anyway...

Although he only used one percent of his strength on that bone palm, it was not something that ordinary martial artists could break through.

Besides, how can those who can become soldiers be ordinary warriors?