Five hundred and eighty-seven Pure Machines Move to the West

Flowers bloom red,

The flowers fall but follow the wind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The poor flower man is silent,

Two hearts and one flower.

The four sentences of the signature are still clear in my mind. It's just that as for the meaning of the signature, even if the pure machine Taoist explained it at the time, Su Xiaomei still seemed to understand it.

"Although the female benefactor is a blue heart, she is like a flower in the wind. People say that flowers are not red for a hundred days, let alone flowers in the wind? Although there are people who pity flowers, they have no choice but to have no chance. It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

"Dao Chief, what do you mean by the last sentence?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the heavenly machine must not be revealed. How can a flower have two stamens, and how can a person have two hearts?"

Now facing the pure machine Taoist again, the conversation between the two at that time couldn't help but resurface in Su Xiaomei's mind.

"Has the female benefactor been interested in traveling lately?"

"The Taoist is really a master, and the little woman really wants to go out for a walk. ”

To be honest, before she met Chunjizi, Su Xiaomei never had the idea of going out at all. But after the pure machine asked, he subconsciously replied. Moreover, at the same time, there was also the idea of wanting to go out, or even to Kongtong Mountain in Liangzhou City.

"Hehe, if Poor Dao is not mistaken, the female benefactor is afraid that she will also go to Liangzhou and go the same way as Poor Dao, right?"

"Could it be that the Taoist chief is also going to Liangzhou?"

"Not bad. Hearing that the Kongtong faction was going to hold a succession ceremony for the new head, Poor Dao also wanted to join in the fun. ”

"Has the Daoist ever received a martial arts post from the Kongtong faction?"

"The female donor laughed, who is the poor road? It's just an old road in a remote corner, how can she receive a martial arts post from the Kongtong faction such as the Xu sect?"

Although there was a hint of displeasure in the meaning of the words, there was no difference in the expression of the pure machine leader.

"From the little woman's point of view, there are not many people who can debut on the right side of the Dao Chief, right? ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. The female benefactor is overreputed, overreputed. ”

When Su Xiaomei poured a cup of tea for the pure machine Daoist again, the other party finally brought up the old words again: "It is difficult to determine whether the female benefactor Hongluan Star will be bright or extinguished, and Yintang's complexion will be gloomy, and this westward trip may not be as desired." ”

"The little woman has no extravagant hopes, she just wants to go and see the excitement and take the opportunity to relax. Su Xiaomei, who was told the central thing by Chun Jizi, was inevitably a little shy, and a faint flush involuntarily floated on her charming face, which was enough to fascinate all beings, and even people outside Chun Jizi looked a little stupid for a while.

"Ahem, in the face of the female benefactor's sinking fish and geese, the poor road almost lost her nature. Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, sin, sin. ”

Although she discovered the abnormality of the pure machine, Su Xiaomei never expected that the other party would say it openly, which immediately overwhelmed Su Xiaomei.

"The Taoist is a master outside the square, how can he be confused by the pink skeleton? The little woman would not dare to be so praised by the Taoist Chief. ”

Su Xiaomei, who was slightly disappointed because of the words "this trip to the west may not be as she wished" just now, although her face did not show anything, her words gradually became less. Therefore, the two did not sit any longer.

"Is the female benefactor willing to walk with the poor road?" Finally, Chun Jizi asked seemingly casually.

"The little woman can't determine the specific date yet, I'm afraid I won't be able to follow the road for a long time. ”

This is indeed Su Xiaomei's true words. I didn't have the idea of going out before, let alone going to Kongtong Mountain. Where can you just go?

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay. Poor road farewell, goodbye Kongtong Mountain. ”

Sending off the pure machine Taoist, Su Xiaomei sat in the teahouse for a while. After thinking about it, I was somewhat puzzled by Chun Jizi's motive for inviting him to sit in the teahouse. What's even more puzzling is why he suddenly had the idea of going to Liangzhou.

Regarding Chun Jizi's words of inviting peers, although it seems to be a very casual question, with Su Xiaomei's rich experience in reading many people, it can still be seen a little bit, and the other party really wants to go with her.

"Why? If it weren't for Junjizi's seemingly half-joking remark that made me feel a little embarrassed and uneasy, would I have agreed to him?"

Su Xiaomei, who was in deep thought, had been sitting for a long time unconsciously, and it wasn't until the second child in the teahouse came in to add water that she came to her senses.

got up to check out and returned to her residence, Su Xiaomei had made a decision in her heart. ――If you want to go, you don't have to hesitate. So, I packed my bags that day, hired the carriage, and set off early the next morning.

Although it was freezing along the way, and the scenery became more desolate the further west she went, Su Xiaomei's mood was not affected by this.

Occasionally, he would ask himself, "What is the purpose of doing this?" and does he know that he has done so much?"

But whenever she thought of this, Su Xiaomei would force herself to give up and continue to think.

It's just that Su Xiaomei can't help herself, and she doesn't want to know Wu Zheng's bits and pieces. The first time was in the other karma of Mo Zi's parents in the Eight Righteous Collections. It was precisely because Mo Zi made up himself and borrowed the Sun Moon Boat to let him stay in Bayiji and wait for him to meet Wu Zheng. It's just that Wu Zheng at that time was far less famous than he is now.

Later, Wu Zheng was severely injured by the Eighteen Eagles led by Cui Jian, a child of the Cui family, and returned to Beijing with Mo Zi, his parents, and Zhai Suli.

After that, it seems that I only heard of his name, and I never saw it again.

Since when did she have Wu Zheng's shadow in her heart? Was it because of the Bayi Collection and the short time they got along on the way back to Beijing? Thinking about it, Su Xiaomei still remembered every word she had said to Wu Zheng. There will be no more than ten sentences in total, and most of them are kind words spoken when they greet each other.

Su Xiaomei is different from Mo Zi, since her debut, she has seen all kinds of men in the past ten years. Among them, there are many rich and noble children, talented people in the world, but what can never be forgotten at first sight is only Wu Zheng alone.

Even, unconsciously, Su Xiaomei was willing to do anything for Wu Zheng.

"Am I a little stupid? Is it because of his fame as a Tanhualang? Is it because of his cultivation that is the best in the martial arts? Or is it because of his complex and prominent background?"

Thinking about it, Su Xiaomei felt as if she wasn't.

"Don't think about it anymore. Forcibly waking herself up from her memories again, Su Xiaomei remembered the words of the pure machine Taoist again: "It is difficult to determine the brightness and extinction of the female benefactor, and Yintang's complexion is gloomy, and this westward trip may not be as desired." ”

"I really don't have any extravagant expectations? It's just that there are already so many girls around him, and any one of them is better than himself. What's more, if you are from a background, how can you get his approval?"

The more I thought about it, the more lost I became, until tears fell in my eyes, Su Xiaomei comforted herself softly and self-deprecatingly: "If you can always get news of him like this, and quietly hide in the corner and watch, it may not be a kind of happiness, why ask for too much?" )