"Maybe your eyesight will deteriorate, but if you can find water, maybe it will be cured. "Aunt Li is pacing in the house, according to legend, there is a kind of Tianshan snow rui can be made into rouge that can be waterless, can cure all kinds of diseases, but unfortunately this thing grows in the depths of the snow mountain is extremely difficult to find, no one has seen it.

"No water. Yiyun and Withered Leaf said in shock at the same time.

Aunt Li's figure disappeared outside the door of the bamboo house, Yiyun and Dead Leaf sat on the bamboo chair, and there was silence in the room.

Hakuba forced a cough and said, "You don't have to worry, I'll be fine without water." The white horse leaned back on the bed and smiled, but her body was as uncomfortable as fire.

There was still silence.

"Help me up and go outside, I haven't been out for a walk since I got here. Bai Maqiang smiled and wanted to get up.

The withered leaves stood up silently, hugged her and walked to the door, the small raindrops outside the door fell on the bluestone slab in front of the door, and a flat boat floated leisurely in the small river, and as the raindrops fell together, the green mountains not far away stood in the rain and mist, becoming more and more green.

"How beautiful. The white horse looked at the gray sky, and had not seen the warm sunlight for a long time.

The withered leaves' heart trembled, and the hand holding the white horse tightened a little. "I'll go find no water tomorrow, and I'll cure you. The withered leaf said to her dark eyes.

The white horse choked up, unable to say a word, and a tear overflowed from his eyes, leaving down his cheek.

"Yes, I'll look for it tomorrow, and you'll be fine. Yiyun on the side stepped forward and looked at her firmly, and the three of them stood at the door of the bamboo house, like a Jiangnan ink painting, beautiful and unbearable to break.

Yelang City, standing on the tower on a moonlit night, he will stand here every day, maybe one day the white horse will come back. Day after day, she never saw the figure that made her happy.

He stood upstairs as usual in the evening and moonlit night, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on his face that had not changed for thousands of years, and he had not smiled since the white horse had left him.

"General. The voice of the soldier came from behind him, and he was the most trusted confidant of the moonlit night.

The moonlit night still looked ahead, motionless as the sunset faded little by little, and the light sprinkled on Aomine Mountain illuminated it red.

"I found the whereabouts of the young lady, she is in Huxi Village, she is seriously ill. Wushuang replied, the shoulders of the body that did not move in the moonlit night trembled obviously, and he looked back at Wushuang for a while.

"Is she sick?" asked Moonlit Night again. The expression on his face was full of nervousness.

Wushuang continued: "Yes, I inquired with an old lady in the village, and she told me that there were three outsiders in the village half a month ago, and one of them, a girl in a blue velvet dress, was seriously ill and possibly insomnia. ”

The girl in the blue velvet skirt must be a white horse, how can she have insomnia?

"Prepare the horse!" the moonlit night roared urgently, scolding the withered leaves a thousand times in his heart, how did he take care of the white horse!

Under the setting sun, a dark horse galloped quickly. The sound of horses' hooves disappeared, the sunlight disappeared, and the figure of the moonlit night disappeared at the end of the road.

On the other side, the white horse sits on a bamboo chair by the river. Withered Leaf said she couldn't see the bright light. I finally waited for the first ray of sunshine after the rain. It was only under her soft grinding and hard foaming that the withered leaves promised to let her see the last rays of the sunset, the orange sunset shining on her pale face, and the white horse closed its eyes. The warm sun shone on my cheeks and it was warm.

The sun was setting in the mountains, and the sky was inky. Hakuba opened his eyes. The dead leaves were beside her. "Girl, tomorrow I will go to the Tianshan Mountains to find Xuerui, you and Yiyun are here waiting for me to come back. The withered leaves leaned over her ear, a tone of inquiry.

"I'm going with you. The white horse looked at him dissatisfied, and his eyes saw that he was dressed in white, but it was very blurry. For the sake of the white horse's eyesight, the withered leaves specially changed into plain clothes, the red is too dazzling, he said.

"Girl, obedient. Withered Leaf gently rubbed her hands and straightened the bangs in front of her forehead and said.

"I want to be with you. The white horse fell into his arms.

"Good. The withered leaves stiffened.

The next day, early in the morning. The withered leaves walked out of the bamboo house with the white horse on their backs, but they couldn't resist the white horse, so the three of them had to take the white horse up the Tianshan Mountain together.

After living for half a month, the peonies in the courtyard of the bamboo house have been slim, and the white horse looked there, but it was only a blur of red, red, green and green.

"Are you alright?" Withered Leaf tried to speak to her, distracting him. He knew that her eyesight was getting weaker and weaker, and sometimes she would stand in the sunlight in front of the window for a long time, and she could only see that little bit of light.

At the fence of the yard, the dead leaves suddenly stopped. At the corner of the road ahead, the moonlit night sat on a horse in a black robe, and when he saw the white horse on the back of the dead leaves, a chill flashed in his eyes.

"White horse, I'll pick you up. "I got off my horse on a moonlit night and walked straight towards the dead leaves.

"Brother?" Bai Ma tilted his head sideways and saw a blurred outline, listening to this voice should be a moonlit night, "Why are you here?"

For the arrival of the moonlit night, it was very unexpected. Moonlit Night walked up to the withered leaves, wanting to take the white horse from his back, and the withered leaves turned around to avoid the moonlit night's hands.

"She's my wife. "It's the first time that the withered leaves have been so stern on their faces, and they said to the moonlit night. From the day Hakuba left with me, I won't give her back to you.

Yueye's hand was awkwardly stretched out in the air, her eyes turned to the withered leaves, with a deep hatred in them, and retorted: "You are my sister, she followed you, what has become of her now?!" In the second half of the sentence, Yueye almost roared out.

The two of them fell in love, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of gunpowder, which was about to explode.

On a moonlit night, he held a silver spear in his hand, and a wind swept towards the dead leaves, and the sun shone brightly on the silver spear. "Whoosh!" The sharp sound of the wind swept through the ears of the dead leaves, and the dead leaves had no choice but to put down the white horse and fight him.

Between the sleeves is a white butterfly, like a white snow slowly floating around the dead leaves.

"Oh, hex. The moonlit night snorted coldly, and the silver spear rattled in his hand, the soft wooden stick bounced slightly, and the red tassels on it shook in the wind. The moonlit night jumped up, breaking the white butterflies around the dead leaves, the white cold light lit up, and the wings of a few butterflies fluttered to the ground.

The dead leaf's eyes were cold, and his hands rose and fell from bottom to top. The wings of the butterfly on the ground floated in the air, whirling with the wind and the remains of the butterfly, and every few seconds the butterfly miraculously came back to life. They flapped their wings quickly, and the scene around them changed accordingly.

It was a sea of fiery peach blossoms, peach blossom demons, scorching its glory. Withered leaves sit on the branches, eyes closed, smiling brightly. (To be continued......)