Along the way, the two had nothing to say.

The road is at the foot, and it falls silently, straight as if walking in the clouds, but there are large patches of verdant and upright bamboo, the wind blows the leaves, and the silence is like crying. Small and small, the stones of various postures, stand steadily everywhere, and they are lined with the old pine and the ancient. The pavilions and pavilions are hidden from time to time, the carved railings are exquisite, the corridors are turned, the winding paths are secluded, and I don't know how deep and deep it is. This is a paradise, here is the fairyland of the world, there is ingenuity in the magic axe, since it is the murmuring of the rockery, but see the small pond beads falling on the jade plate.

But it doesn't get into the eyes, but it doesn't get into the heart.

The heart is pounding, and the thoughts are here, only for one person.

The road is very long, and it is very short, I don't know how long it took, and finally there is a house in sight: "This is the bamboo forest Tingxuan." Mrs. He finally spoke, and pointed: "The name is my name, it has its own meaning, can you understand it?" Fang Yin let out a long breath, but both hands were shaking: "It's her! She's in it!" I was impatient, and the question had to be answered, I thought for a while, and replied: "With the sound of the quiet, the movement and the stillness are appropriate, and the wind without wind has been obtained, which is better than listening to the waves in the bamboo sea, far more than listening to the wind in the bamboo forest." Mrs. He's name, of course, must be said well, and the sycophants can only be passed: "Go, the sound of the flute is limited, and the time of a pillar of incense." ”

Mrs. He went.

Daoist Fang was stupid.

It's with its mouth open, and it's silent.

If you want to pull out your feet, you can't move your feet.

There was a sudden panic in my heart, a feeling of gain and loss, and suddenly, I lost all my courage.

The window is closed, the door is closed, is she inside?

The heart is humble, the eyes are blurred, I, what's the matter?

If life is only as it first sees, but the old people's hearts are changeable, and if you see it, is it really good?

Fang Yin suddenly found that his so-called great courage had no foundation in the first place, thinking that it was firm and unbreakable, but it was so fragile. The two of them have never made a promise, or even said a complete word, saying that they are in love, but does Fang Yin know her? But what can she know about Fang Yin? What she gets is not necessarily the desired result, when the dust settles is the moment when the dream is shattered, maybe, maybe, maybe it was just Fang Yin's wishful thinking from beginning to end! Suddenly very aggrieved, suddenly two lines of tears fell, suddenly anxious and annoyed in her heart, extremely hateful, hated herself-

Daoist Fang cried again.

This is not to blame Daoist Fang, Daoist Fang was once hurt by love, and has a deep memory, just relieved his strength and fell into the love network again, this is a frightened bird, a poor and timid goose, once again shot by the arrow of love, can no longer afford to lose! This is very serious, it will die, so Fairy Lin can't bear to peek through the crack in the window again, of course, Fairy Lin has been sitting on pins and needles and her heart is in turmoil, and finally opened two heart windows, and her eyes looked at each other with tears -

If you are in the middle of thunder, you are both stupid.

When the enchanting god of love thunder rumbles from the sky, it will split everyone's brain and become an idiot, compared to the Taoist priest who came over, our Lin Fairy is a blank piece of paper, and the Lin Fairy has been dreaming for nine days. panicked and wanted to escape, he generally couldn't move, he didn't know where he was, he just said, he said: "He's here for me! He's here for Lin Dai! Look at him, look at him! Just staring at the two bull's eyes like that, how stupid he is!"

How stupid he is, how cute he is, how stupid he is, is also for Lin Dai! Fairy Lin was moved, so moved that he couldn't be more moved, and he couldn't stay in a dream for days and couldn't wait for this moment, he really stood there and looked at Lin Dai like that, as if he had seen it for the first time. The affectionate gaze of the tide has submerged Lin Dai, and a huge feeling of happiness envelops the body and mind, relaxed and heavy, sweet and bitter, in an instant, the sea is dry and rotten, and the flowers bloom and fall in the dream-

"Is it worth it?" unconsciously spoke, his voice was as light as a gnat, and his feelings were timid.

A word woke up the person in the dream, Fang Yin stepped forward unconsciously, this was a nonsense, but all the hesitation and countless grievances were turned into nothing: "It's worth it!"

The two looked at each other through the window, and everything was clear.

Needless to say, heart to heart, although Mrs. He locked up Lin Dai's confinement, she told her about Fang Yin. He's here, he's finally here, Lin Dai didn't go to see him just because Lin Dai couldn't go, Lin Dai was waiting for him all the time. The gradually pale face, the black and messy hair, and the long and short scars of the Dao are still eye-catching, teaching people how distressed they are!

It's too distressing, and I can only speak.

Speechless.

This can't be done, Daoist Fang, time is precious, how long is a pillar of incense?

This can't be done, Fairy Lin, after waiting for tens of millions of years, how long is a pillar of incense?

Cheer up! Don't be afraid! Be brave! Daoist Fang seriously warned himself, as a real man: "Dai'er-" Dai'er, not just anyone can call it, this is a huge progress: "I-" Fairy Lin lowered her head, as if she blushed with shame, and finally acquiesced, which made Daoist Fang doubly courage: "I, I, that, I-" wanted to say something, but there was nothing to say, Daoist Fang only felt flustered, short of breath, dry mouth, and a fire in his heart: "I, I, cough cough! I have a little, thirsty!"

That's right!

Swallow a mouthful of saliva, go into the house to find water to drink, there is a door and not go through the window, and the excuse is not too much: "Thirsty!"

The beauties always have different hearts, anyway, the code is right, Dai'er called the boudoir in, you see the window closed: "Cough!"

The door opened.

Go in a Fang Taoist priest.

The door is closed.

You can listen to the bamboo forest.

A pillar of incense can do a lot of things in time.

"Brother He, is that so?" said Ah Wu, walking in the bamboo forest, with his hands behind his back.

"People's hearts are fickle, not as strong as cranes. Shenhe sighed: "Just as a flower blooms beautifully, it may not bear fruit." ”

Of course, Shenhe still insisted on his own opinion, just like Mrs. Tonghe, and was not optimistic about the so-called love between Daoist Fang and Fairy Lin. Of course, Ah Wu didn't peep, Ah Wu would never do that kind of dirty thing: "Brother He, you can't say that, people are different, not to mention a little thing, you don't always hold a grudge." "That's not a trivial matter, it's a humiliation under the crotch, and it doesn't treat Daoist Crane at all: "Little crow, you can go." ”

Awu is leaving.

There are still many things waiting for Awu to do, all of which are major events, such as the affairs of the capital and the affairs of Liangzhou. Daoist Fang only talks about love and love, Brother Awu is the heart of the world, and a real hero always has a strong tragic color, such as Awu. The vast territory, Jin Ge and the iron horse, a wider world and a more wonderful stage are waiting for Awu. That's the big scene, Awu always thinks that a man who has not experienced the baptism of blood and fire and has not experienced the test of life and death is not a real man.

Therefore, Awu wants to go to Liangzhou City, and Awu wants to be a real man.

A crane flies into the sky.

One person walked away.

A wisp of sandalwood wafted in the wind, mixed with the fragrance of bamboo leaves and earth, and lingered for a long time with a black and white feather in mid-air.

The bamboo forest is listening.