When turning on the lamp in the middle of the night, Wen Yu slowly woke up from the complicated dream. When he raised his eyes for a moment, he realized that there was a large array outside the entire house. It looked unfamiliar and tight, definitely not like Liu Qing's. With a smooth and smooth approach, he frowned, put on a plain shirt, and stepped out of the house.
Although it is almost summer, the mountains are high and the wind is cold, but the wind can still come in wisps, tracing the sporadic wind. A young man in black leaned outside the house. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and the wet marks around him were visible at a glance. Hearing that someone was approaching, he turned to look, but for some reason he raised the corners of his mouth. He immediately moved his stiff body, closed the formation, and hurriedly hid the yellow rope around his arms. He was not in a hurry to speak, but smiled silly to himself, Looking at the girl becoming thinner and thinner, there was no trace of worry at all.
"Miss Wen, long time no see."
He didn't even mention how long he had been waiting under the eaves or how long the formation had been maintained. He just said it in a casual way, as if he had just seen him yesterday.
It rained several times in succession, the stone steps of the house were covered with moss marks, and the lights on the top of the mountain were brightly lit. Yun Zhong just curled up in a corner, allowing Huanglong's inner energy to last for three to five hours, and completely destroyed the square white wooden formation. The arrangement was watertight. Although it was shaky, it never collapsed. The hot sweat flowed across the room and the cool breeze blew, blowing cold sweat on the temples. The black clothes should not be visible, but now under the light, it is clearly visible. Water light appears from time to time.
Wen Yu somehow managed to glance upward, then blinked his eyes, picked up the boy's right ear, and walked straight back into the house.
"It's because the meridians haven't healed and the bones in the body are weak. It's hard to go back to the mountain, but it's still very uncomfortable." The girl asked Bupa to wipe away the cold sweat from the boy's forehead. She was very angry and said with a curl of her lips, "If this white wooden formation How could I not do it myself? I know you are always thinking about me, but if you do such stupid things without thinking about it next time, I won't go to the capital next time." Even so, Wen Yu still didn't care. Wei Wen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at the young man's expression of being very angry and afraid to speak, but in the end he put a smile on his face.
"I'm afraid I won't have to go to the capital to meet each other next time. This time when I return to the mountain, the helmsman of the Boyu Gang will have to ask Tiezhongtang to find another person in the future. He has been the helmsman for a year and a half, and within his time In fact, he already knows how things should be done and how special things should be done," Yun Zhong said in a confused voice as his face was sore after being wiped with a cloth handkerchief. Then he realized that the woman in front of him had never been wiped by anyone at all. Yanfa, who had never invited himself into the house before, immediately said in a faint voice, "If you think about it carefully, you are not the kind of person who is in a gang and can take care of everything in an orderly manner. Others Knowing that I am a cultivator who came from Nangong Mountain, I probably gave up the position of such a partial helmsman. In addition to the calculation time, I am afraid that I will randomly select a quick-thinking helper from the gang. Everyone, in this position, they are much more suitable than me."
Wen Yu smiled, not at all surprised by the young man's words. His fingertips touched the young man's forehead, "My junior uncle's temperament has always been like this. It's not necessarily that he is belittling himself. Anyway, when he holds the object in his hand, he always feels that I am not worthy of the position, or I feel that others have given this good thing to me for other reasons. Little did I know that the few times I went to the capital, people in the roadside shops and restaurants all praised each other and said, The young man who just took over as the helmsman, although he is a bit old-fashioned, has always been kind to others. Compared with those members of the Boyu Gang who often move around and wish to wear their little power on their chests, he has a much better reputation. , In my opinion, this position of helmsman was given to my junior uncle not only as a favor, but as a result of his temperament, so that every merchant can concentrate on making money."
Yun Zhong looked at the woman who was very excited for a moment. She had a lot more energy than before and spoke, and for a moment he felt relieved.
The time for long conversations by candlelight, young man
When talking about the five-color jade tower seen in the Boyu Gang, even Taoyuan Island, and the five-color jade tower seen in Ziyin Mountain, Wen Yu listened carefully, and his face changed many times. When it came to Ning Quan'an, he didn't save his life. At that time, he finally let out a long sigh and said nothing for a long time.
"When I was in the capital, I once listened to Mr. Storyteller's opera in my spare time. After listening to it, Miss Wen rested peacefully. Her heart was knotted up. If she hadn't had a good rest and had endured it until her bones were broken, she would have been really bad. A good thing." The young man lifted the woman's broken hair and saw that the latter's forehead was getting thinner. His expression was a little unspeakable for a moment. He took Wen Yu into his arms for the first time and said softly.
Wen Yu's face flushed slightly, and when she was about to resist, she realized that the young man had already spoken, pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and really listened to the young man's words carefully.
It is said that in ancient times, there was no heaven in the sky, and there was no underworld in the underworld. The opening of the heaven and the earth seemed to be just before our eyes. There were giant spirits on the ground, dragons and pythons in the streams, and even the sun hanging high in the sky was just a golden crow hiding in it. Shining in all directions, countless immortals are either barefoot or lying on gourds and cattail fans, appearing in the world from time to time. They are completely indistinguishable from the common people. Maybe a sloppy old man in an ordinary village will open the coffin a hundred years later. , you can fly away on a crane and become an idle immortal in the sky again, coming and going indefinitely.
At that time, a giant spirit landed and was canonized by the immortal family. He landed in a place that was always covered by clouds and mist. He often thought about shaking off the cloud that always pressed on his head, but the cloud seemed to It was carried by the immortal family in the sky. Although the giant spirit was furious and jumped up thousands of times, trying to disperse the clouds, it was still in vain. Even though the giant spirits don't like the clouds all day long, they get along very well with the people around them. Whether it's a child whose paper kite falls on a branch or a house whose outer wall is collapsed by rain, the giant spirits always come to help, even though they are taller than others. An ordinary person is nearly ten feet tall, but in the end there are still many children who are willing to climb up on the arm while the giant spirit is resting and look at the long cloud that always blocks the sun.
It turns out that not all the village is ordinary people, but there are a few immortals who have turned into ordinary people. They know that the cloud has a big origin, but seeing that the giant spirit is unhappy all day long, they are still ruthless and do not hesitate to offend the masters of the immortal family and destroy the cloud. The clouds drove away, so the village that had rarely seen the sun now had a giant spirit with a smile on its face, and a few more people who looked trembling, but were actually virtuous people.
"The story is told very well," Wen Yu lowered his eyebrows, but his expression became calm, "But where are the giant spirits and gods in the world? Most of the time, the knot in the heart needs to be resolved, and no one else can help. If it is Nangong Mountain People from the mountains, look at how pitiful this young generation like me is, and if I reach the level of Junior Master Uncle and help him out of righteousness, I can knock down that person's realm, then I can say that this knot in my heart may not be resolved in my lifetime."
"Nangong Mountain can protect me for a while, and Master can protect me for a while, but in the end, if you really have to go your own way, you still have to rely on yourself." The woman turned her face sideways, her face getting thinner and thinner, and she smiled sadly, "These Over the past few years, young master uncle, you have been doing the same thing. Whether you are practicing swordsmanship or practicing cultivation, you have to exert your energy and energy. You know that the three realms may be insurmountable, but you are still diligent. In the final analysis, you are unwilling to always Under the protection of the master's wings, he always thinks that he can stand alone and cover Nangong Mountain behind him. Even if the master is ill one day, he can still breathe life into Nangong Mountain. As a disciple, you should I often think about carrying this sect on my shoulders, so that at least the senior brothers and masters in the sect can feel more at ease."
Yun Zhong opened his mouth, but the corners of his mouth trembled. He didn't know how to forcefully swallow the words that had reached his mouth.
Wen Yu's temperament has become much gentler since coming to Nangong Mountain, and it is even more difficult to notice that at the beginning, when the knife was hung on his waist and his face was covered with mud, his expression was as cold as frost and snow. However, Yunzhong knew that no matter at this time, No matter how gentle the girl's words are, there is always something in the heart of a man with a knife who can always be called thin.
Cool sober.
In fact, the young man really wanted to ask, if he could break into the three realms and the four realms, would he be able to naturally solve the woman's troubles? However, when he lowered his head, the young man accidentally saw his lower abdomen, and gritted his teeth and said that question again. He stopped forcibly, pursed his lips, but still raised his head and forced a smile, but even Wen Yu never saw the slightest reluctance.
God is best at teasing the world's affections. He always adds some odds and ends when the two are in love, such as being unable to make a promise, such as being unable to get what he wants.
Even though it was unintentional, even though he never said it clearly, the young man still sensed something about it. He somehow had to hit his ears and go straight to his heart, and his face couldn't help but become paler than before.
But Wen Yu never saw the young man who put his chin on his shoulder, his eyebrows suddenly lowered, and he murmured.
"Get some rest early. I heard a nursery rhyme with no words. I hum it to you today. You should use it to sleep."
Outside the house, Wu Shuang was drunk, but suddenly she stopped and listened carefully to the unknown tune carried by the evening breeze.
It seems to be coming from the small town in the north, going around and around, passing Qizou Qiling, arriving at Wuling Slope, going up to the capital and crossing the yellow sand, passing by Shiwan Mountain, then walking through the ancient temple, going to Taoyuan Island, and then entering Zi Yinshan, in the end, was carried by the wind to the tombs in that small town. Over the years, the swords shined, the clouds came and went leisurely, the mountains were filled with flowers, they were similar every year, but they were different every year. .
As the wild horses carry nursery rhymes, you may be able to hear how much hardship and bitterness are mixed in the humming. Wu Shuang is probably the only one whose hair is worn by the wind and frost swords.
There is an old cat with half-open eyes on the wall of the courtyard, swinging its tail to the sound of humming, shattering the moonlight.
Why are there idle clouds and wild cranes, but they can't help themselves. One mountain will let them go, but ten thousand mountains will block them.
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi suddenly understood why the young man wanted to hand over the water-fire swallowing sword, which was so important to his life, and the two swords of Gu Liuxifeng into the hands of his master.
At such an age and with a thin body, how can he withstand the pressure of thousands of mountains? He has to free his hands, like a trembling porter in the market, carrying countless mountains on his back with tears streaming down his face, stretching his muscles and bones, crushing his stomach and intestines, but he will be trapped in his heart all the way. I work hard and get nothing, but I hide everything in humming.
"This kid seems to think more than me."
In the depths of spring, the last gust of spring breeze pauses until the last hum. The summer cicada has broken through the ground and hangs on the treetops to bask in the moonlight.
