Han'er lived in the ancient battlefield, which was completely in ruins. There were many swords, guns, swords and halberds in it, and there were quite a few skeletons. If Han'er hadn't been brave, he would never have dared to live here alone. When I got up in the middle of the night, the waning moon was like a hook, the sky was full of fog and dew, and the broken moonlight made me want to recite a few lines of poetry.
The war in the northwest has begun, and there will be a big battle in the near future. Han'er is also very concerned about this, always paying attention to the war situation, and wants to serve the motherland with his passion. This is when the peach blossoms are in bloom, the breath of spring is mixed with the smell of flowers, and the grass is growing, swaying in the wind, and graceful like the skirt of a dancing girl, which is intoxicating to watch.
Standing on this ancient battlefield, facing the sky full of clouds, practicing martial arts alone, with a powerful momentum, trying to breathe in the righteousness of heaven and earth, the light of the sword flashes, the dust flies, and I can hear the cry of ghosts in the distance! And staying not far from Han'er, something was peeping, sticking its head out from time to time. When Han'er looked at it, it flashed away and disappeared.
Han'er closed the door and didn't care about the war situation in the northwest. The only thing that concerned him at this time was to have a good sleep. After dawn, as soon as the sun came out, he had nothing to fear. However, this place is also quite far away from the deserted village. Ghosts knock on the door from time to time, so it is quite difficult to have a good sleep in peace.
After dawn, Han'er walked out of this ancient battlefield again. Facing the skeletons all over the ground, he was no longer afraid for a moment. He went down to the river and fished alone. Under the ancient city, Han'er was fishing alone. This was a very boring thing. If he wasn't hungry and couldn't satisfy his hunger with the fruits of the mountains, why would he be fishing by the river?
Not far away from him, Hua Gu was flapping her clothes, keeping her voice as low as possible, for fear of disturbing Han Er's fishing. Knowing that Han Er relied on this fishing pole, she must not disturb her at this time. However, at this moment, even though it was just spring and it could be said to be the coldest time of spring, Hua Gu was even wearing a cotton coat, but someone unexpectedly jumped into the river with a plop and started taking a bath.
This is just a small job. When taking a bath, it can be said that she was naked, which made Huagu feel a little shy about it. Such a shameless person, alas. She considered herself unlucky, but it can be said that Hua Gu felt a little regretful in her heart. This person was good at everything, but he had no ambition to make progress, and this was where he was inferior to Han Er.
However, although Han'er is a gentleman and Hua Gu also yearns for him, she always feels that there is some gap and cannot be as kind as Xiaogong. At this time, after seeing Xiaogong's body, Han'er is even more attracted to her. I lost my son to the country of Zhaowa. It's better to work on your own.
Hua Gu kept flapping her clothes on the pier, while Han Er was fishing not far away. Due to the interruption of the small workers, it could be said that he had not caught a single fish in the whole day, and he was about to catch it that day. After falling behind, it was considered another day, but since the income was quite small, and I had to suffer from the pain of a day laborer, it was really not worth it. In order to prevent Han'er and Hua Gu from talking together, Xiao Gong stopped working as a small worker and just stayed by Hua Gu's side for a day, which made Hua Gu feel quite bored with her, but Xiao Gong just wanted to do it. Can you speak eloquently and say that the day is raining, and that the sky is moved to tears by the depth of his feelings for Hua Gu?
Hua Gu was harassed by the workers all day long. When night fell, the sun gradually set in the west, and a cool breeze started blowing. It was time to go back. Then he went back, and at this time the boy was very obediently carrying the bucket for Hua Gu, for fear that she would be tired. Hua Gu was also grateful for this. There are many men in the world, but there is a boy who is so kind to her. , I’m afraid there are very few.
In this regard, can I not cherish her, can I not open my arms to her, can I not let him enjoy all the benefits of my woman while sleeping? Not only that, the young worker even said at this time that he could become a small worker for Hua Gu. He was not as aloof as Han'er and refused people thousands of miles away. It was disgusting to watch.
Hua Gu was so moved that she burst into tears. He was truly the best man in the world, even countless times better than the best man in the world. Facing the best man in the world, all Hua Gu can do is smile at him, smile shyly, and then close her eyes. At this time, no matter what the little worker does to her, Hua Gu Will accept it calmly.
While the boy and Hua Gu were sleeping together and enjoying the love between men and women, Han'er just stayed in his hut, reading a book. When he got tired from studying, he walked out of the house, the moonlight was like frost, and The war in the northwest is raging, and it is truly a time of war, so he practices unparalleled magical skills under the broken moon, hoping to make a difference in his lifetime. The northwest was red, and the two sides of the battle formation were fighting inextricably, and the screams of killing resounded through the sky, making people tremble with fear when they heard it.
Han'er's spear and stick dance like pear blossoms and rain. He is truly elusive, appearing like a dragon and returning like a tiger. Looking at the whole world, who can rival the heroes of ancient and modern times? The west wind is strong, the black clouds are rolling, the sky is full of waves, and the heroic spirit of life disappears in the dusty sand with the east wind that blows down the peach blossoms.
Holding a knife, Han'er looked up at the sky. The moon was as bright as the moon and as desolate as the water. Looking at it made people feel sad. He didn't know when and what month and year he would be able to rise up in the world and accomplish a great deed that shook the world. Only in this way can he live up to his man. Ambition. The long wind whistled by, the empty wilderness, who was wandering alone between heaven and earth, the vastness of the sky was so depressing.
"Man, there is China in the northwest, don't shed tears by the Weixi Bridge." Han Er couldn't help but read out such a poem at this time.
Another night, Han'er was sitting in front of his house, facing the emptiness of the world, cooking a pot of dragon meat that he had brought from the mountains. For this reason, Han'er suffered some injuries, but this is nothing to mention, because although his medical skills are not as good as those of famous doctors, they are more than enough to deal with such minor injuries.
And that night, for some reason, Huagu quietly walked to the door of her house and smelled the fragrance of dragon meat. At this time, she sat in front of Han'er's pot. She originally wanted to eat it, but she felt that Han'er It is also quite pitiful that he has reached the point of eating dragon meat. These dragon meats were given to her, but she didn't even want to eat them.
Hua Gu's visit this time was not for any important event. She just wanted to talk to Han'er and give him some things, such as some rice. It can be said that Han'er did not have these things, and Hua Gu There was plenty of family, but when Hua Gu delivered the rice to Han'er, the worker showed up again. At this time, sitting quietly beside the aunt, he couldn't stop talking to him, and it would be quite uncomfortable to see Han Er. If it wasn't for the small worker in this small worker, Han Er would be beaten him.
At this time, Xiao Gong asked Hua Gu to follow him back, but Hua Gu refused and wanted to get together with Han Er to talk to him. Seeing this, the worker gave Hua Gu a bouquet of roses. When the bouquet of red roses appeared in front of Hua Gu, Hua Gu had a smile on her face.
Han'er's kindness to Hua Gu was just to make her happy, but with Xiao Gong, for her, this was simply too happy, and Han'er didn't have much confidence for a while. Huagu was so attached to Xiaogong, which could be seen in her eyes, and she regarded herself as almost nothing. For a moment, Haner could only look into the distance and sigh quietly in his heart.
The boy put Hua Gu on his back and left, and Han Er could only watch at this moment. He was so loving, but this was also his business, what did it have to do with him? All he has is the flames of war in the northwest. Only between blood and swords can Han'er find the value of his existence.
Han'er watched the boy carry Hua Gu down not far away, and kept teasing her. Looking at all this, Han'er felt like his heart was twisting for some reason. It wasn't that he didn't like Hua Gu, but it seemed that Hua Gu The love for oneself is not as good as that of this small worker, and the gap between the two cannot even be calculated, but there is no way. It was late at night, and all I could hear below was Hua Guzhi's coquettish laughter. Listening to this, Han'er was in an extremely bad mood. In front of the little workers, all his martial arts and ingenuity were useless. Something to use.
When everything disappeared, Han'er stood alone in the wilderness. War fires continued in the northwest, shouts of killing continued, and the earth trembled uncontrollably. Facing this tragic scene, Han'er didn't know why, but he no longer had the passion of the past, and the situation in the northwest didn't seem to be relevant to him anymore.
Accompanying Han'er were just skeletons all over the ground. At this time, these skeletons kept talking to Han'er, telling him not to be angry, everything is God's will, and encouraging him not to lose heart. He should still practice martial arts when he should practice martial arts, otherwise, he would look down on him. He did.
At this time, a skeleton stood up and without speaking to Han'er, he just punched Han'er, knocking Han'er to the ground and unable to get up for a long time. It's not that Han'er can't get up, but it's because martial arts are useless in front of small workers. Women don't accept this trick. Since it's useless, why do they practice martial arts?
But just when Han'er was lying on the ground and seemed to never get up, the skeleton came forward, raised a stone high and threw it at Han'er. Han'er then climbed up from the ground, rolled over a few times, then stood on horseback, looking at the skeleton with hatred, not knowing what it wanted.
The skeleton was practicing a set of boxing techniques under the moonlight. With Han'er's cleverness, he already understood this at a glance. After looking at it again, all the moves were familiar to him. Seeing this, the skeleton fell to the ground slumped again and floated to an unknown place in the wind.
Snowing. Although it was spring, the snowflakes were still so cold. In the heavy snow, Han'er practiced the boxing skills taught to him by the skeleton. His figure flickered like a dragon, changing unpredictably like a ghost, or soaring in the sky, or singing tragic songs generously. Among the snowflakes. While the war in the northwest continues, even if I am alone, in order to repay the kindness of the earth, I should do something for the common people, and I must not be depressed because of this trivial matter.
