Li Xiangdong carried Luo Ying and Mengyuan Mengxuan all the way, turned a few hills, it was noon, the frost melted by the sun rose white mist, floating on the mountainside, it was a different scene. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The three of them came to a prairie, and saw that there were countless horses galloping, and there was a gate not far away, and the horizontal plaque had four big black lacquer characters on the "Baicao Ranch".

Li Xiangdong walked towards the manor with Luo Ying on his back, and when he was about to enter the manor, someone saw him, so he whispered "young master", and then shouted, "Master, young master is here." ”

A middle-aged man with two wisps of green beard, a big nose and a big face, and well-dressed responded with an "oh", he was not surprised or pleased, and seemed not surprised by Li Xiangdong's arrival.

The middle-aged man's name is Wen Zhiping, Li Xiangdong's uncle, Li Xiangdong left his parents since he was a child, and lived with his uncle in Baicao Ranch.

Wen Zhiping saw that Li Xiangdong was carrying someone on his back, so he immediately stood up and walked over, and said, "Xiangdong, what's going on? Li Xiangdong put Luo Ying on the bed and lay down, Wen Zhiping saw the face of the injured person, and exclaimed: "...... Luo Ying Dao?"

"To the east, what's going on?"

"Uncle, this is a long story. Li Xiangdong said to Wen Zhiping about his original situation.

"Uncle, Daoist Chief, he is so seriously injured, what is the treatment?"

Wen Zhiping probed Luo Ying's injuries and said, "The Dao Chief's injuries can be slowly recuperated, but the Dao Chief's skills are all lost, I'm afraid it will ......."

Meng Yuan hurriedly said: "Senior, what are you afraid of?"

Wen Zhiping said: "If a person who practices martial arts is forced to seal his skills, he can also use external force to dredge it, but if his own internal strength is lost, he has to rely on himself to recover slowly, ...... these two are?"

"Oh, uncle, these two are the disciples of the Dao Master, called Mengyuan Mengxuan," he said, pointing his right palm at Mengyuan Mengxuan.

"Meet the seniors," Meng Yuan saluted.

Wen Zhiping saw that they were in their prime age, but they knew how to be polite and liked them very much.

Mengyuan said: "Senior, my master was seriously injured, and I asked my seniors to save him, and the juniors are grateful." ”

Wen Zhiping said: "Don't worry, your master and I have known each other, and I will save him." ”

Mengxuan said with joy in his heart: "Thank you senior!"

Wen Zhiping asked the housekeeper to take the healing medicine and Luo Ying took it, helped him push the blood through the palace, and fully melted the medicine in Luo Ying's body.

Wen Zhiping comforted: "Don't worry, now the medicine is catalyzed in the body of the Taoist, this medicine has both healing and hypnotic effects, if you let the Taoist recuperate, you also go down to rest, and come to visit tomorrow!"

Wen Zhiping asked Geng Xiaozhao to tidy up the side room and take Mengyuan and Mengxuan to live.

Yesterday's night of fierce battles, a night of rushing, and a night of cold winds raging, Mengxuan didn't have a good rest.

Because of Mengyuan's excessive fatigue yesterday, the second actually leaned on the bed and fell asleep.

Cold winter, heavy snowy days.

In the killing weather, in this biting cold moment, it is best to kill, because everyone is afraid of cold, once people are afraid of cold, they are too lazy to move, and if they are too lazy to move, it is naturally easy to become the prey of others.

Blood, a lot of blood, a lot of snow, red and white, white and red.

In the cold wind, the snow stopped, and the blood was slowly flowing, flowing into the snow, and then slowly coagulating and coagulating into blood clots. A middle-aged man, a person dressed as a Taoist priest, fell on top of the snow, fell in a pool of blood, blood bubbles bubbled in his mouth from time to time, his body was spasming, it seemed that he was about to die, but he kept struggling, and he couldn't die.

Dreams are naturally dreams, only dreams can be so realistic, and so fake, they will die so entangled, and they will watch others die, but they can't do anything about it.

As the saying goes, "Think during the day, dream at night." "As long as a person continues to think about an event or person, it is natural for him to have dreams related to that person or matter.

But when a dreamer is awakened, it is most likely a nightmare, because no one wants to wake up in the sweet dreamland.

"Master!" Mengyuan woke up from the dream, beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead, the word "Master" was shouted by her in the dream, and she was glad that it was a dream.

Who is in the mood to sleep under nightmares?

Worried about Master's injury, she came to visit Daoist Luo Ying's lounge, but she didn't see any reaction from Master, and she had no other way than to pray in her heart.

Mengyuan walked out of Luo Ying's resting room, thinking about the dream just now, unconsciously, she walked to a small hill, she stood on the hill and watched the sunset in the west slowly sink, the sunset was as red as fire, round as a ball, and slowly disappeared into the sky with the sunset.

The end of the world!

In the bushes on the mountain, the homing birds are flying back and forth, chirping happily in between. The tired bird has returned to the nest, but what about the people? "The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world", which is the portrayal of the dream at this time.

The sunset goes, people go up to the East Mountain, the crescent moon also goes up to the East Mountain, looking at the crooked crescent, people will naturally want to fill in the missing part and make up for the full moon, Mengyuan drew in the air with his hand, and made up the missing other half of the full moon.

Under the moonlight, the cold wind blew, swept across the face, and the slightest bit penetrated into the bones, which was really uncomfortable. Mengyuan hummed and sang the song of Shudi, and the song was full of longing.

In life, it is difficult to find a soulmate. Bo Ya is desperate, because no one has been able to understand the melody he plays since his childhood.

Mengyuan sings this song, doesn't she expect someone to understand? She expects someone to understand, everyone wants someone to understand themselves, where is the Si people? Mengxuan grew up with her, not necessarily she understands her, and she doesn't necessarily understand her.

There is no one in the land, and no one listens to this song!

A song of melancholy, I can't bear to see the waning moon!

But just when Mengyuan finished singing this song, thinking that there was no one here, she suddenly felt that she was wrong, because someone was choking and sobbing.

Is there anyone else here?

Mengyuan's gaze looked towards the sobbing sound in the faint moonlight, and the man also turned his face to Mengyuan.

"Division... Division... Sister....... "She knows her, she is Mengxuan.

Mengyuan approached Mengxuan and said, "Mengxuan, why are you here! Aren't you sleeping in a side room?"

"Senior sister!" Meng Xuan hugged Meng Yuan, crying even more, crying even more sadly.

Mengyuan comforted: "Cry!"

When people are sad and sad, crying is the best solution. She persuaded her, and she herself did not know how many times she had secretly shed tears.

"Senior sister, I heard that when the moon first rose, it is the most spiritual to stand on a high place and make a wish, and I make a wish here: I hope that Master's injuries will be healed. Mengxuan was sad and hopeful.

Mengyuan said: "Fool, Master is so good, it must be fine." ”

When Mengyuan went to see the master, Mengxuan had already gone up the mountain one step ahead of her, and after making a wish, she looked at Shu from afar, and after she heard Mengyuan's singing, she actually cried.

The mountains are twilight, and the moon is already hanging.

On a lonely mountain, two orphans who are like sisters are praying.

Mengyuan said: "Mengxuan, don't cry. ”

Meng Xuan wanted to cry and stopped: "Hmm!"

Mengyuan said: "Let's go, let's go back, maybe the master has woken up." "They walked on the moonlight and returned with a full load, the moonlight was cold, and it was full of expectations.

Just as they were going down the mountain, there was a person standing on the mountain stupidly, watching them faintly go down the mountain, he understood their suffering, because he had lived with his uncle since he was a child, and he could only see his parents for a year and a half, and the pain of missing was naturally indispensable.

"Parents are here, don't travel far, there must be a way to travel. Why did he bear to leave his parents so much? Perhaps "Disaster to his family" is the best answer.

He stood on the mountain and thought a lot, he thought of the martial arts moves and poems that his uncle taught him, where the secrets of his childhood were hidden, and the Taibai poem was vaguely audible:

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

People have always grown up and missed their childhood.

When they're gone, should he go back too?

So why don't you meet them and talk to them and go back together?

Guy doesn't have to do that, he needs to be quiet, no one likes to be around when he thinks about things, unless the things he thinks about are related to the people around him, and besides, the sisters are so sad, does it make the family a little embarrassed to meet?

"Master, the meal is ready," the servant Geng Xiao summoned.

Wen Zhiping responded with a mighty "um", and then said: "Xiaozhao, you go and call the young master and Mengyuan Mengxuan to dinner." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

He came back in time, and he knew that his uncle's meal would always be at this moment.

"Master, the young master is here. "A servant named Geng Xiaozhao.

"Uncle!"

Wen Zhiping was attentive to Luo Ying, and instructed Shang Peng's business housekeeper to take care of him carefully, without the slightest slackness, and when Mengxuan came back, he went straight to the room to visit the master, and the two sisters entered the house to see that the business housekeeper was taking care of the master, and their gratitude was born.

"Master" Mengyuan shouted hoarsely, but tears rolled out of her voice, she hoped that Master would wake up soon, even if it was a movement of her limbs, but there was no response.

Geng Xiaozhao happened to see them enter the room, but at this moment, how could she say yes? She said directly: "Two girls, please come to the hall for dinner?" She couldn't speak, so she had to stand aside.

The business housekeeper said: "The two girls don't have to be sad, the medicine that Luo Yingdao has taken for a long time, which has the purpose of sleeping and rejuvenating the spirits and restoring vitality, and it is now in the effective period." When Mengyuan Mengxuan heard this, their hearts relaxed a lot.

The business steward then said, "I believe I will wake up soon." ”

Soon, how fast, how much they wanted to immediately look at the living master, but when they heard it quickly, the tight strings suddenly loosened a little, and the sorrow on their faces was nearly half gone.

The merchant steward looked at Xiao Zhao standing dumbfounded, and said, "The Taoist chief needs to rest quietly, don't alarm him too much, the two girls will go down to eat first." ”

Mengyuan said gratefully: "Thank you, business steward." The business steward smiled.

Xiao Zhao led them to the living room, sat down according to the guest and host, did not say anything at the table, just said some courtesy, and after eating, they each rested for the night.

In winter, after the starry night, the next day will be as frosty as snow.

At the end of the day, the east turns white and the sun rises.

Hearing the shout of "I am in pain" from inside the house, Mengyuan Mengxuan ran into the house quickly, but there was one person who arrived before them, it was the business housekeeper, and the business housekeeper was helping Luo Ying to sit up.

"Master" Mengxuan Mengyuan was like opening the blue sky, his brows were relaxed, and he no longer had the slightest sorrow.

Wen Zhiping, who was standing on the side, said: "You guy, you really sleep at sunrise and sunset!"

"It's rare to come to your nest, what's the matter?

"No, you sleep more, sleep more, and it's better never to wake up, ha...... Ha....... ”

The two of them burst into laughter as if nothing had happened.

"It's just, it's just that the two of you are worried. Luo Ying looked at Mengyuan and Mengxuan, and looked at their tears, which were tears of joy when everything turned into hope when people were almost desperate.

"Master. "When the master shouted, he couldn't cry anymore, this was a cry of joy.

"Silly boy, what are you crying about, isn't it good Master. ”

"Okay, it's all over, it's okay. Wen Zhiping said, "It's just that I haven't seen him for many years, and this time I have to stay for a few more days." "His words are sincere, and their affection is known only to them, like good wine, which tastes good to those who have tasted it.

"That's natural, I'm injured, I can't move for ten days and a half months. After saying that, there was another burst of laughter.

Racehorse.

At noon, the sky of the plateau is so wide, so blue, the sky is not covered by the slightest cloud, the sun shines down, and the figure can not be seen, the dry and dry wind blows across the cheeks, and on the whole prosperous and withered yellow lawn, the horses are lazy and lazy, wandering, not long screaming and neighing and not running, only a few restless young horses occasionally gallop dozens of zhang, and there will be some small ponies running behind, but the speed is not enough, and it will stop.

People often ride horses, but do people listen to people?

Li Xiangdong was talking to an old horse that didn't fit in, and he was talking to the old saying: blow the flute to the horse. Although he spoke to the horse, he was only talking to himself.

People have fewer troubles, and there is always a smile on their faces, even if there are no laughing things.

At this moment, Mengyuan looked at Li Xiangdong talking to himself like a child, and there was a slight smile on his face, that smile was not a ridicule, it was a kind of innocent child's laughter, but he laughed silently.

"As the old saying goes, 'Maxima often exists, but Bole does not often have', why did I, Bole, find you and collapse on the ground?" Li Xiangdong said to a black horse that had collapsed on the ground.

"'Horses have a thousand miles, and they cannot be ridden', horses are for riding, not for talking. Li Xiangdong looked back, only to see Mengyuan sitting on the back of a black and red young horse and laughing stupidly, the sorrow on his face for a few days had long disappeared without a trace, and Mengyuan then said: "Why don't you try it on it?"

Li Xiangdong picked up the black horse and rode it according to his words, and sure enough, Li Xiangdong got on the horse, and the horse neighed all of a sudden, and his limbs were restless.

Mengyuan said: "Why don't we run to the horse, and do one thing for the one who loses, how about it?"

Li Xiangdong said slowly: "Very good! Anyway, I haven't ridden a horse for a long time." ”

Under the long spur, the two horses went away, and in an instant, the two horses had run over the flat place, over the small hill, and the other white horses, black horses, brown horses, and brown horses, which were lazy, also galloped away, but no one was unrestrained, and the direction was confused.

Mengyuan rode a horse and ran, her long hair fluttering, a pair of balls shook up and down on her chest, and when she looked back, Li Xiangdong had fallen behind, but it was not far or close, and Li Xiangdong wanted to cross it, just a matter of blink of an eye.

Detain, a cup of tea, Li Xiangdong and Mengyuan ran almost a one-way trip in the entire Baicaoping Ranch, there is a way: the road knows the horsepower. Mengyuan always ran in front of Li Xiangdong, but the distance was getting closer, and the two of them galloped in parallel, so that the two of them returned to the starting point at the same time, he and she may not have thought that there would be such a result, maybe there are inextricable connections between horses and horses.

There was no win or loss in this gambling battle, but Mengyuan said that he lost, and Li Xiangdong asked: "Obviously you didn't win or lose, why did you lose?"

Mengyuan said: "Because the horse you ride is older than me, say, what do you need me to do?"

Li Xiangdong smiled: "No need. ”

Mengyuan said categorically: "Say it quickly, the opportunity is rare." ”

Li Xiangdong really couldn't think of anything he needed to do for his dreams, so he said: "Let's talk about it in the future, maybe I will encounter some catastrophe in the future, and then you just don't want to die." ”

"Okay!"

The year will come to an end, Chinese New Year's Eve stranger!

The time flows like water, it is Chinese New Year's Eve in a flash, the hundred grass ranch is also lively, Mengyuan Mengxuan and Geng Xiaozhao go to the market to buy things, firecrackers, joint paper, door gods, cereals, seafood, fruits, brewing, medicine, children's use, girls use innumerable, everything, this Qiandi and Bashu land are not far away, Mengyuan Mengxuan is no stranger to the humanistic atmosphere here, they quickly finished it. A girl's natural playful habit can't be changed, and she is no exception, and she walked around.

Li Xiangdong cleaned up the dust at home with the business housekeeper, and when people were busy, they only felt that time was like an arrow, and when they were busy, the days of the day would come to an end.

As night fell, Li Xiangdong's uncle saluted the gods and ancestors, and served the food.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is extremely rich, stir-fried, fried, fried, stewed, boiled, stewed, boiled, potted, tonic and other products, a full table, teaching people to dazzle.

Wen Zhiping is a very kind person, a table of guests and servants sat down, toasted, all polite, then each ate their own meals, after the meal to clean up, and rested.

Removing the old and welcoming the new, Vientiane replaces. But this year's Chinese New Year's Eve was also a little colder, so that Li Xiangdong had to practice a few movements to keep warm, he played fast and slow, when fast like an arrow, when slow there were thousands of pounds.

At the end of the day.

Poetry Yun: Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival to think of relatives. Mengyuan and Mengxuan lost their father and mother when they were young, they were brought up by the master, and they always fantasized about what their parents looked like? On this festive season, how could Mengyuan rest well, although the weather was cold, the ability of martial arts practitioners to resist the cold would not be very weak She stayed in Baicao Ranch for more than half a month, and she already knew this place clearly, so she walked everywhere in this night when the lights were flickering, and unconsciously she walked into the courtyard and saw Li Xiangdong fighting.

Mengyuan didn't speak, nor did he come forward to say hello, just stood and watched. Li Xiangdong was also taking care of himself, he made a "sweeping dragon" turn his body, and saw Mengyuan standing in the dark night, the light silk on his head floating in the wind from time to time, and looking at women in the dark night is a different scenery.

Li Xiangdong stopped, stepped forward and said, "It's quite cold. Meng Yuan also said: "Yes, practicing martial arts can drive away the cold." Li Xiangdong said: "Hmm!" Mengyuan said: "Did your uncle teach you martial arts?" Li Xiangdong said: "Not all, I still have a master." Mengyuan said: "I see that your martial arts are quite peculiar, do you mind practicing with me?"

Li Xiangdong hesitated for a while, but did not refuse, their martial arts have their own characteristics, just practice martial arts, it is inevitable to move hands and feet, a little careless, it will be bad, they did not have any accidents, but an embarrassing move made each other embarrassed to end the game.

This night, the dream came true, tossing and turning, it was difficult to sleep, but her face was flushed thinking about the trick that Li Xiangdong pressed, the weather was colder, and she unconsciously hugged her body tighter. Li Xiangdong also thought about it, and felt a little reluctant to go, after all, she was a girl.

In the first month, after the Lantern Festival, the New Year is over.

Mengyuan Mengxuan raced horses in Baicao Ranch no less than ten times, and had a very good time with the local Yi people, and occasionally the young men of the Yi family teased them.

Luo Yingdao master and apprentice have been out for more than a month, and his health is almost better, and his skills have also recovered eighty or ninety, and the friendship is sinking, and he still can't go after a long time, so it's time to say goodbye and leave.

Luo Ying walked towards the hall, "Brother Zhiping, thanks to you for taking care of me for more than a month. ”

"How does the Taoist chief speak? You and I have been in a relationship for decades, let alone live for a month, just live for the rest of my life, and I am very happy brother. ”

"You and I are half a hundred people in a blink of an eye, when I was seriously injured, I thought that you and my brother would not see each other again in this life, who would have thought that God would let you and I meet again after more than 20 years, after this farewell, I am afraid that I will really have to wait for the next life. The brotherhood is deep, and it seems to be back to the era of youth and frivolity, Luo Ying said that he was determined to leave, and Wen Zhiping was reluctant.

"In this case, it is inconvenient to stay longer, if there is any need, brother just pass the brocade book and report, brother I will definitely come. ”

Luo Ying said unceremoniously: "It should be like this." ”

"How about a Taoist leader who has had lunch?"

"Hmm!"

Since ancient times, the most sad parting, although the dream of Mengxuan said that he grew up with a small Emei, but he lived on the lawn of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau for more than a month, and he had a slight understanding of the things and people in Sidi, and he was a little reluctant to leave when he left, and the words of farewell were of course indispensable.

Zhiping asked, "I don't know what path Changhui Mountain takes?"

Luo Ying said: "Brother Zhiping, it is rare to come to this Guizhou land once, I have heard that the mountains and rivers of Guizhou are picturesque, I want to take this opportunity to see the clouds and waters of Guishan, and go away, since when I go east, I can go back before the martial arts conference in all provinces across the country." ”

Wen Zhiping said: "The Taoist chief's penchant for mountains and rivers has not changed at all, haha......." ”。

Luoying's master and apprentice traveled far away, of course, they didn't want to be hungry halfway, this meal was full of food, they each thanked Wen Zhiping's uncle and nephew for taking care of them, drank and said goodbye, and after lunch, the three masters and apprentices embarked on the return journey.

As for parting, the older people are used to it compared to the younger ones, and it is the young people who are very sad and reluctant. Li Xiangdong sent the three masters and apprentices about two miles away, one by one, as if there was a great sense of reluctance, Mengyuan Mengxuan looked back at Li Xiangdong, turned around and disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

Looking back, is it nostalgia, is it reluctance, or is it goodbye?