"Why are you here again?"
The girl smiled as innocently as she did that day, "Qing, Master Qinglong, thank you, I, I'm fine anyway. Thank you for driving away Master Xianxian and bringing peace to the village. You should be fine soon." , if there is anything Mumu can do, please tell me."
Meng Zhang glanced and saw that her face, hands, and feet were covered with scars from being beaten.
He didn't ask anything, just said calmly, "Just don't come near me."
"Yes Yes."
The girl has lived here since then and will never go home again.
From day to night, from night to day.
Meng Zhang knew that she was kicked out of her family.
Even if it is said that Qinglong has driven away Xie Xie and Xie Xie will never come back, the family will not believe such a fantasy story.
I just thought she was scared and ran away, fearing that she would harm a whole family, or even a whole village.
So, she was beaten in the village and told not to go back again.
But the girl didn't say anything, didn't complain, didn't hate.
The girl was just lying in a corner dozens of meters away from Meng Zhang, leaning on a pile of rocks, curled up in a ball and fell asleep.
When hungry, they gnaw tree bark and eat soil; when thirsty, they drink river water.
He never left or disturbed Meng Zhang.
Until 3 days later,
The girl once again came to Meng Zhang tremblingly.
He slowly knelt down.
He said in a somewhat weak tone, "Meng Zhang...ah, no, Lord Qinglong, I may be about to die, but Mumu has not repaid Lord Qinglong's kindness yet. If there is anything Mumu can do, please Master Qinglong told Mumu that although Mumu is not very smart, he will definitely work hard."
The girl knew that the end of her life was coming, and she would not be able to survive tomorrow if she continued like this.
Thinking of repaying Meng Zhang's kindness before his death.
Meng Zhang didn't ask for anything.
That night, Mumu was about to die.
In the cold wind and hunger, he was dying.
But in a daze, he heard Meng Zhang's voice, "Eat it."
This is what Meng Zhang wants her to do.
In front of the girl's little body curled up in the corner, several fruits appeared. Without hesitation, she slowly stretched out her hand and "slowly started to nibble on it."
"Don't you hate your parents?"
The girl shook her head and said happily, "Thanks to Mr. Meng Zhang, my parents, brothers and sisters can all live a good life. We no longer have to go hungry, and we don't have to discuss selling our brothers and sisters. Mumu feels like a family We should live together.”
"how about you?"
Aren’t you a family?
"It doesn't matter Mumu. Mumu is a fool. He only wastes food. He is clumsy and can't work."
From then on, the girl often stayed by her side quietly, holding her chin in her hands, listening to Meng Zhang playing the flute.
Then he smiled foolishly.
The girl's smile was pure and beautiful, with a third part of inferiority complex, but also a third part of longing for a better world in the future. Her eyes were as pure as the holy spring of Tianshan Mountain, which Meng Zhang had never seen in other human beings.
Unknowingly, the girl took up residence next to Meng Zhang.
Meng Zhang built a small thatched hut for her to shelter from the wind and rain. The reason was that he wanted to have her nearby so that she could do things for him, but he did not ask her to do anything.
After the 癙癙 is gone, the surrounding environment becomes better. In addition, the news of Qinglong's appearance in this area spreads like wildfire, and no strange beast dares to come here to die.
Meng Zhang himself had forgotten that after several winters and summers, the girl first stayed 10 meters away from him, then slowly came closer, staying next to her and listening quietly.
Meng Zhang asked, "Do you understand?"
The girl shook her head, "I don't understand, but Mumu thinks it sounds good. Mumu likes to listen to Master Qinglong playing the flute. It has a gentle feeling that makes people feel warm and comfortable."
The girl herself usually makes bamboo baskets, does embroidery, warms cakes, and goes to the town to sell them for money.
The girl is very diligent, clever and well-known, and she actually makes money.
Then, where Meng Zhang usually rested against a tree, there were warm blankets, a small table for drinking tea, teapots and cups, some cakes made by the girl herself, shoes sewn by the girl and other gadgets.
She didn't add any clothes for herself.
Meng Zhang evaluated them as a group of superfluous things.
Until one day, the girl would come back every evening, sitting quietly, looking at Meng Zhang and listening to him playing the flute, her eyes full of happiness and beauty.
But that day, the girl did not come back.
Meng Zhang found that he had unknowingly become accustomed to the girl's existence. He was worried and came to the town.
Only then did I hear someone say.
Lin Mumu has grown into a graceful beauty. The most famous beauty from far and wide, maybe she really responded to her words.
Mumu's appearance is as beautiful and pure as her soul.
That day, her parents tied her up and sent her to Wang Yuanwai's house because the other party gave her a bunch of chickens, ducks and geese, and a little money as a betrothal gift.
The girl was sold again?
When Meng Zhang arrived, Wang Yuanwai's house was decorated with lights and gongs and drums to welcome Wang Yuanwai to marry his twelfth concubine.
Wang Yuanwai, who was in his 40s, pressed 17-year-old Lin Mumu on the bed and was about to do something wrong.
Lin Mumu cried desperately and resisted.
Meng Zhang was furious at that time.
When the green dragon is angry, the people retreat!
Meng Zhang took action in a rage, and all the people inside and outside the mansion, including the surrounding humans, were eaten by him.
Rescued Lin Mumu.
But the first thing that stupid woman did when she came back was to kneel in front of Meng Zhang and beg Meng Zhang not to eat people again, "If you want to eat, please eat me first."
Meng Zhang was very angry at the time and replied in a deep voice, "Are you ordering me? Do you think I dare not?"
Mumu shook his head, "Because just now, Mumu found out that Mumu likes Lord Meng Zhang very much. Mumu wants to stay with Lord Meng Zhang all the time, but Mumu knows that he is stupid and not worthy of Meng Zhang. Master Zhang, Mumu hopes that Master Meng Zhang will always be so beautiful and gentle in Mumu's heart."
"So, I beg you, Lord Meng Zhang, if you want to eat, eat Mu Mu first. Even so, Mu Mu will always like Lord Meng Zhang."
This way he can keep his best image in Mumu's heart forever.
"..."
Meng Zhang agreed.
If you want to eat Ren, you must eat Mu Mu first. This is his promise.
And since that day, women have become more and more bold.
Dare to hold Meng Zhang's hand when he is resting, dare to sit next to his shoulder, lean against the tree side by side with him, smell the fragrance of pear blossoms together, and close your eyes to meditate together.
Meng Zhang asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Mumu shook his head, "Mumu likes Lord Meng Zhang, 100%. Mumu is not very smart, but Mumu feels that Lord Meng Zhang also likes Mumu."
30 points like it.
But she didn't say the second half of the sentence.
This woman is getting more and more presumptuous.
A little testing.
Later, I made some money, bought fruit for Meng Zhang, and started asking Meng Zhang to eat.
He was also called Master Meng Zhang, jokingly calling Zhang Zhang, A Zhang, and the smile on his little face became happier and more beautiful.
It is purer than the purest snow water in the world.
Surprisingly, Meng Zhang found that he didn't hate it.
Especially when the girl was leaning on his shoulder, listening to him playing the flute. Occasionally, while Meng Zhang was closing his eyes and meditating, he would raise his little face, touch her delicate lips, and kiss her quietly under the picturesque sunset. Take a sip, and then one person covers his mouth and secretly enjoys it.
Meng Zhang didn't criticize her, but he felt very happy in his heart.
It seems that just being with a girl makes me happy.
"How do you write the words Zhang Zhang and Meng Zhang?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I would like to know."
Meng Zhang picked up the branch next to him and wrote it out one stroke at a time on the ground.
Mumu silently remembered it in her heart.
When Meng Zhang was called to have dinner by Mumu again, he discovered that the word "Meng Zhang" was written crookedly on the soil near his home with branches.
"What are you doing? Miao curse?"
"What?"
Mumu did not hide it, and said with a certain amount of shyness, "I heard from the private school teacher that as long as you copy two words 100 times, then he is yours, but Mumu is stupid and copied 1000 times." It took many times before I finally remembered.”
Every stroke is clearly remembered, engraved in my heart, and will never be forgotten.
Mumu said, showing a somewhat happy little woman's expression, as if Meng Zhang was hers.
Meng Zhang simply replied, "Idiot."
"Mumu is stupid to begin with."
Mumu didn't mind at all, just looking at Meng Zhang's silly smile.
The dimly lit house was filled with happiness that was about to overflow from Mumu's eyes.
That night, the two slept together.
Mumu has grown into a beauty as beautiful as flowers and jade, but she is still the same as when she was a child. When sleeping, she used to curl up into a ball and huddle in Meng Zhang's arms.
Spring passes and winter comes, unchanged.
Meng Zhang felt that Mumu's eyes were gentler than the sun, gradually melting his cold and hard heart.
However, a dragon is one hundred years old, and a real dragon has no concept of lifespan.
But Mumu will grow old and will no longer be as beautiful as she was then.
The eyes looking at Meng Zhang gradually showed a bit of guilt.
Looking in the mirror, I would often look sad and say to myself, "I'm sorry, Zhang Zhang, Mu Mu seems to be getting worse and worse."
But Meng Zhang was just like when they first met. He was as jade-like as a stranger and an unparalleled son in the world.
Extremely handsome.
Meng Zhang actually doesn't care about skin.
However, from that day on, Meng Zhang's appearance began to gradually age.
Getting older little by little.
Mumu noticed it, and when she murmured in bed at night, she whispered, "Mumu still likes Zhang Zhang's handsome appearance when he was young. Zhang Zhang is the most handsome in the world."
Meng Zhang replied calmly, "That was when I was young, not anymore."
Human life is ultimately over.
No life can escape the ravages of time.
The day before he sensed that his end was approaching, the old Mumu sat in front of a kerosene lamp and copied Meng Zhang's name over and over again.
Meng Zhang could find all the medicines to treat diseases and poisons, but he could not find medicines that could prolong human lifespan. He could only stay with the girl and sit quietly, just like the girl always stayed by his side and appreciated it with him. Flowers, like playing the flute.
"Okay, lie down and rest."
Mumu shook his head gently, "Zhang Zhang, do you think there is an afterlife?"
"I have no idea."
"What if there is, I am a fool and forget things easily, so I have to copy it a few times, so that even if I walk across Naihe Bridge and drink Mengpo soup, I will not forget this name and I will definitely come to you again. "
As long as she could take a look at Zhang Zhang from a distance, she would be satisfied.
Mumu smiled foolishly.
Meng Zhang didn't say anything about this, he just thought she was stupid.
Mumu still left.
The last words before leaving were, "I'm sorry for leaving you alone! I will come find you."
This sentence made Meng Zhang stay at the place where Mu Mu left and did not leave for three years, as if the girl was still there to accompany him.
Until the pear tree fell, the house collapsed, and the world changed.
Meng Zhang is still guarding this place.
However, since the girl left, the once magnificent and handsome young man Meng Zhang disappeared, leaving only a stooped and old man Meng Zhang.
He also kept his three-thousand-year agreement with the girl. If he wanted to eat someone, he would eat her first.
To this day, he is still here, waiting for the girl to say, "I will come to you!"
Meng Zhang leaned against the thousand-year-old tree, bent one leg, and tremblingly took out the jade flute that had been dusted for many years from his arms, with a cover made by the girl herself.
Because there is no one to listen to with him, he has not played for a long time.
He wanted to play the girl's favorite tune again, but found that he could no longer play it.
Meng Zhang's appearance began to change, gradually returning to his youthful appearance, so handsome, so refined.
Just like the first time he met the girl under the pear tree.
The girl's big eyes were always looking at him with beauty and longing. There was no scheming or complexity, but only attachment and tenderness towards him, as well as the girl's natural kindness.
He seemed to feel the weight of the girl's beautiful little face on his shoulder once again. The black hair was hanging down, blowing in the evening breeze, across his neck and shoulders. He smelled the faint fragrance of the girl and heard the girl calling him softly. "Zhang Zhang, it's time to eat."
Everything was as beautiful as when they met, just like the day when the pear blossoms were falling and the drizzle was falling, and the two of them hugged each other under the tree and looked at the moon.
The girl smiled brightly, leaned against him, and whispered softly, "You are so warm. If you had Zhang Zhang, you wouldn't need to cover yourself with a quilt in winter."
"Am I only worth a quilt?"
Finally, it's time.
Then, a crimson light fell, and Suzaku landed on the ground and transformed into a human form.
It was the elegant old woman that Meng Zhang saw in the projection at that time.
Ling Guang was still a little angry, "You actually let that beast run away. Lao Meng, how are you and how can I help you?"
She felt that something was wrong with Meng Zhang's expression at that time, so she came all the way from the imperial capital to save her friend, but it was still a step too late.
Meng Zhang shook his head slightly and just said, "Thank you."
Ling Guang knelt down and looked at the two bloody holes in Meng Zhang's eyes. He could no longer see anything. There was a big hole in his chest and his internal organs were completely destroyed. He knew it was too late.
He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Sooner or later, I will cut that evil into pieces."
After saying that, he looked at Meng Zhang angrily, "You said you, I told you that Kanyu thought you were in great danger and asked you to come to the imperial capital. Why do you insist on guarding this place? You can just guard it. You Why take action?"
Meng Zhang hid something from Li Chenguang at the beginning, but Kan Yushu saw not only the disaster in Yuhai City, but also his own disaster.
This is the place where he and Mumu met, the place where they fell in love, the place where he never wants to leave, the place where he has been waiting for three thousand years.
Meng Zhang forced a smile, "Infinite lifespan may not be a blessing, it may also be a curse."
Without this infinite lifespan, he might have gone to Mumu long ago.
"Oh, why are you so stubborn? You have kept a promise for three thousand years."
Lingguang wanted to say something, but looking at Meng Zhang's current situation, he couldn't say anything.
In the end I could only sigh.
"Is there anything else I can do for you? Just stop asking for mercy for that little white dragon. I told you long ago that his heart is evil. You just think you can guide him to be good. No matter what you say, I must kill him to avenge him!"
"You still have such a hot temper."
Meng Zhang smiled bitterly, then stretched out a trembling hand, "Indeed, I have something to trouble you about."
He handed something into Ling Guang's hand.
Then a somewhat relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly, "Mumu, I can finally come to you with a clear conscience."
Just because of a promise.
He stopped eating people after three thousand years, even if it would lead to a decline in strength.
He has guarded this land for three thousand years, even if there is nothing in return.
He also waited for the other party for three thousand years, even though he knew he would not wait!
Meng Zhang's body gradually turned into particles of light energy, dissipated in the surroundings, and went away with the wind.
As if chasing the white moonlight he once had...
When the real dragon dies, heaven and earth mourn!
Another ray of light fell, making this chaotic world become even darker!
(End of chapter)
