One hundred and forty-six

Outside the city of Shangqiu, in the wilderness. [Ran^Text^Library] []

The shadow dragged by the remnant sun was long, long.

Tree shadows, wind shadows, cloud shadows.

It was dusk, and the treetops gently swayed into a faint halo of light, spreading in circles into a gentle hue.

These are three people who are about to be separated.

They each took one step, two steps, three steps in different directions.

There was some kind of gloomy sadness in the corners of the woman's eyes. There was a quiet reluctance in the corner of the man's eyes as he walked to the northeast, and the corner of his eye stole a glance at the woman heading southwest.

The drunken man stumbled, and from time to time raised the gourd in his hand to pour a sip of wine. He's the most worry-free one.

When the figures of the three were about to disappear into the jungle, when they were about to be covered by the shadows, the drunkard suddenly shouted: Slow!

So, the other two people stopped, the woman's eyes were filled with inexplicable brilliance, and the man in the northeast was complicated.

The drunk turned around and staggered towards the woman.

The woman turned around, and the gentle wind was like a musk deer, stirring the hair at the corners of her forehead, that gentle arc.

The burning clouds on the horizon are like the most gorgeous dowry.

The drunken man stood still in front of the woman, and the dim light of the dusk quietly fluttered, smoking the figures of the two into a beautiful yellow.

The northeast man heard the rustling of the treetops in his ears, and he slowly turned to look at the two people standing opposite each other.

The drunken man looked at the woman's face, and there was obvious hesitation on his face.

The woman's cheeks were quietly, quietly inexplicably colored.

Under his gaze, it bloomed.

He shook his body, the wine surged, he opened his head and said: Senior sister, my brother is a rough person, please forgive me.

The woman's eyebrows were raised slightly, she glanced at him imperceptibly, and hummed softly. The sound was as light as a slowly flowing stream.

She knew that he would not confess, but when she heard the man's slow voice, some hope still rose irrepressibly in her heart.

Repay debts, repay debts, but some debts can be paid off without repayment.

Only now, no one can figure out who owes whom and who owes whom.

She probably owes a debt of heart, and he owes a debt of love.

The man took another sip of wine, and the clear liquor slid down the corners of his mouth, like the gentle flow of time at this moment.

He said: Senior brother's confession may not be very clear, but please accept it.

Xin Qing's eyes burst like a shattered sun, and instantly exploded with countless brilliance! What he just said was: Confession?

The corners of the man's mouth in the northeast couldn't help but pull out a wry smile, this bitterness was so strong that it almost infected all the colors around him!

The drunkard was stunned for a moment, and it was only then that he realized the problem in his words, and he shook his head again and again, even if his tongue was knotted, he could clearly know his eagerness: no, no, it was not a confession! It was a mistake for his brother! It was an expression, it was an expression!

All the brilliance of the explosion faded in an instant, and the woman bowed her head deeply, as long as an endless sigh of "oh", the voice was so long, so infectious, that it could not be dissolved in the wind for a long time. On his face, there was deep sadness.

The man in the northeast had a relieved look on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

The drunken man laughed wryly, he tried to open his eyes wider, but in vain, he said: Senior sister Xinqing, you also know my master's temperament, I implore my sister not to tell me about my visit to the Qinglou, otherwise I will have to be beaten to death.

Xinqing's face changed suddenly, all the gentleness and all the sadness disappeared, a wave of anger quietly swirled in her eyes, and she said hatefully: Shameless!

With a slight turn of her body, she was already heading southwest, without even glancing at the person behind her.

The drunkard shouted anxiously: Senior sister, junior sister!

Xinqing ignored him, and disappeared into the shadows of the trees for a moment. This shameless man even dared to mention this!

The corner of the man's mouth in the northeast pulled a smile, this Brother Liu is really interesting.

The drunken man looked at the direction in which the woman disappeared, his face was like ashes, it was over, and he would definitely be beaten to death by the master when he returned to the mountain!!

He sat on the ground, not knowing what to do.

When they were separated, he remembered the world, made an excuse at random, and refused to go back to the mountain with Xinqing.

I don't know how long it took, the drunkard gritted his teeth violently, and enjoyed it first!

As soon as the broadsword was unfurled, he jumped on the broadsword and began a multi-year wandering in the red dust.

With this guy's mind, of course, he will never do anything good...... Two years later.

Xiao Tian sent a letter of charm, ordering Lao Liu, who was pretending to be a showman to draw a boat in the Qinglou and chanting poems against him, to hurry back to the mountain and prepare for the Zongmen Dabi, if he dared to disobey, he would be sentenced to death to break the dog's legs, and he would not be allowed to go down the mountain for the rest of his life.

Lao Liu trembled fiercely, and chanted affectionately to his sister who was secretly sending him Qiubo:

The clouds are better than the snow, and the afternoon breeze is warm. Shanshan small leaves, goose yellow and slightly spit out spring, but there is always autumn.

Warm light on the door finch, this time is short. is a little timid, the spring sleep dream is good, and I only hate to say goodbye to the miserable future.

His eyes were sad, and he wanted to cry, and said: Ting'er, I'm afraid, you and I are finally going to part today, this time, I don't know what year and month we can see each other again, I hate it!

My sister exclaimed: Liu Lang, how can you be willing to leave me behind? You once said: Even if you are at the end of the world, you will follow me!

Lao Liu said slowly and very painfully: Tianya, Haijiao, I'm afraid, if I go back this time, I will never see the sun tomorrow again, after I leave, you have to live a good life, don't think about me.

Sister screamed sadly: Liu Lang!! If you die, the concubine will not survive!

Lao Liu was moved in an instant, and suddenly took out a large number of silver tickets from his arms, gently handed them into his sister's hand, and said: Ting'er, no! How can you be so stupid! You must live well, after I leave, you immediately use these silver tickets to redeem yourself, leave here, find a good person, and marry.

The sister looked at him with infinite affection in her eyes, and looked at him with infinite emotion, choked up and couldn't say anything anymore, and the two stared at each other silently for a long time, for a long time.

Liu Yun finally had to turn around decisively and leave lonely.

Looking at Liu Yun's bleak figure, the figure that was about to disappear, all the sorrow and sorrow on his face suddenly retracted, and he pouted and said disdainfully; You are sexually impotent, every time you stay overnight, you will try your best to shirk and refuse, if it weren't for a few stinky money, who would have been here with you for a long time?

She looked down at the large amount of silver tickets in her hand, and couldn't help but smile gently.

The figure was covered, Lao Liu raised his sleeves and gently wiped away the tears on his face, damn, Fang Cai was too involved in acting! Even he himself was moved by himself, presumably with this amazing acting skills, he should be able to win the sympathy of his master! He has been practicing acting for two whole years, in order to go up the mountain to plead with his sister and pretend to be pitiful!!

What sinister intentions, such despicable methods! Too despicable! Too shameless!!

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