Shaonan Town.
The water on the river is soft, and the wind carries the fragrance of laurel.
A small boat was riding in the distance, slowly approaching the water bank. Standing at the head of the boat was a young man with a long gown and a jade face, holding a transverse flute and playing softly.
The sound of the flute is clear, elegant and touching.
Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the river, a lithe girl in a pink dress lowered her eyes shyly when she saw the young man on the bow of the boat looking directly at her. But then, she raised her eyes slightly, fearing that the boy was not coming towards her.
The stars are shining brightly in the night, and the sweet-scented osmanthus above the head is swaying in the wind.
The bow of the young man's boat quickly reached the shore, and he stepped onto the shore with a gentle step. Looking closer, one can see his eyebrows clearly, and his lips and teeth become more and more red.
The girl's eyes were as bright as stars. She looked at the boy who was getting closer and closer, her eyes full of expectation and nervousness.
The young man's footsteps did not disappoint her at all. Hearing the clatter of footsteps, he came to the girl in three or five steps and asked softly: "Is this girl here by yourself?"
"Just now at the bridge, the sisters I was traveling with got separated." The girl whispered.
"How about you come with me for a ride?" the young man asked politely.
"Well..." The girl lowered her head and responded softly.
Seeing this, the young man smiled. He raised his hand and broke off a small sprig of osmanthus from the osmanthus tree above his head. The sweet-scented osmanthus on this tree is particularly lush and fragrant, as white as the moonlight.
The girl's head lowered further, and her neck could be seen blushing like a quail.
The young man was about to put the sweet-scented osmanthus flower in the girl's hair. Suddenly, looking over the girl's shoulder, he saw a more graceful figure under the grove not far away.
The figure was wearing a long jade-white dress, lightly belted, with a slender waist and a full chest. Her black hair and clothes were gently swaying in the wind, and her skin seemed transparent.
It's almost as beautiful as fantasy.
Compared with the beauty in white, the soft and lovely girl in front of her suddenly turned into a vulgar pink.
The young man couldn't help but be startled for a moment, while the girl who bowed her head was still wondering, why hasn't he penetrated her yet?
At this moment, the beauty in white suddenly waved to the young man, and this time, his soul was immediately taken away.
"Girl, Xiaosheng suddenly remembered that something happened at home, so I can't travel with you for the time being. I would also like to ask Miss Haihan to travel with you next time!"
The young man suddenly apologized, then picked up his trousers and hurriedly ran towards the beauty under the moonlight in front of him.
"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment by his transformation. When she turned around, she saw the young man rushing impatiently carrying flower branches not far away, but there was a big man in white clothes under the tree. beauty.
"..." The girl's small facial features suddenly tightened, and her small chest also rose and fell twice. After a long while, she finally managed to say: "Bitch man!"
But she had to admit that even though she was in love with someone else, she still felt that the beauty was really charming and she couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
I saw the young man holding a flower branch in his hand, leaning forward and saying something to the beauty in white, and the beauty in white nodded slightly.
Then she turned her head and asked the young man to put the sweet-scented osmanthus branch behind her ear.
After she turned her head, a pair of eyes suddenly looked at the girl. Although she was not close, her eyes were very bright, allowing the girl to see her eyes clearly. The eyes of this beauty in white were not filled with pride, but filled with a kind of comfort.
As if to say to her... Look, this is the man you like.
etc!
The girl's brow suddenly frowned.
Just now, the beauty in white turned her head in another direction, and what he should have been facing was the back of her head.
How did you meet her eyes?
A sudden chill ran down the girl's spine. This beauty in white had two faces? !
"Ah..." She was struck by fear and wanted to shout loudly, but before she could make a sound, something strange happened over there.
The young man put the flower branch he had broken off earlier and put it behind the ear of the beauty in white, and then he heard the beauty in white ask him softly: "Am I beautiful?"
"Flowers are beautiful, but girls are even more beautiful. Together they are absolutely beautiful in the world..." The young man replied without hesitation.
"You said it without even looking at it. You are so glib. You must be lying." The beauty in white still whispered.
"Then raise your face so I can see clearly." The young man smiled.
Immediately, the beauty in white raised her face.
The outline of her facial features is still so beautiful, but her skin has changed to a texture like white porcelain, and it is broken porcelain...it is covered with black cracks.
"Am I beautiful?" The cracked lips opened and asked, and through the mouth you could see that there was not a tongue inside, but a gap filled with blood.
"Ah..." The young man's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to scream and run away!
But the beauty in white grabbed his neck, pulled him back, and asked against her ear: "Tell me, am I beautiful?"
…
"The scenery in Shaonan is really beautiful." Chu Liang smiled and said, "This town is actually so prosperous."
"Although Shaonan is a small town, it is adjacent to the Guizi River and is a water transportation hub in all directions, so it is naturally prosperous and lively." Jiang Yuebai also said softly with a smile.
The two of them walked on the bustling streets, but everything they passed would feel a little quieter. Because every time people see them, they will be stunned.
This young man in brocade clothes has a handsome face and an outstanding temperament. He has a smile that makes people feel like spring breeze, and his whole person is full of affinity.
And this girl is even more beautiful, like a heavenly being.
Jiang Yuebai was wearing a neat brocade-white sleeved dress this time. Her tall figure seemed to be in the same distance as Chu Liang beside her, and Xia Mingyu was walking in the street full of fireworks, like a fairy coming to earth.
The two walked side by side, just like a pair of beautiful people, a golden boy and a beautiful girl. Such a combination is not often seen on the street.
"Eh?" Chu Liang looked at the candy painting stall on the side and asked, "Senior Sister Jiang, do you want to make one... I'll invite you."
"I'm not a child." Jiang Yuebai looked away and then back, "But if you want, I'll draw one too."
"Okay." Chu Liang smiled and nodded.
He obviously saw her looking over there several times before asking her if she wanted to play. This woman...
The two of them went to the booth. The person who painted the sugar paintings was an elderly man, accompanied by a young grandson. There were several painted sugar paintings, including dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and spiritual plants and fairy grass, which were really lifelike.
As soon as Jiang Yuebai passed by, the little grandson immediately looked at her, a little dumbfounded. He must have never seen such a beautiful sister.
"Old man, here are two sugar paintings."
"Hey, what do you two want to draw?" the old man asked enthusiastically. He pointed to the painting list on the side: "Anything above is fine."
Chu Liang glanced at the painting list above and suddenly asked: "Can I paint it myself?"
The old man was startled and said with a smile: "Brother, how can this be done? We have been practicing our craft for many years. Isn't it a waste of things if you try it yourself? The rule passed down from our ancestors is that you can't waste sugar..."
"I'll add money."
Without any hesitation, Chu Liang sold a silver coin, and the wealth of the richest man in Shushan was immediately revealed.
Of course, this little silver is nothing to any practitioner.
The silver fell on the table and the spoon was handed to him.
The old man is also a cheerful person.
Chu Liang took the spoon and scooped up the syrup, then gently shook his wrist to spread the syrup evenly, all in one go.
In the blink of an eye, the sugar water cooled down, and a lifelike sugar painting was ready.
He lifted the sugar painting and saw an image of a beautiful woman with fluttering clothes. It was very expressive. You could tell at a glance that it was Jiang Yuebai in front of him.
"Oh, I will never be able to catch up with the master's skills. Isn't he so skilled?" the old man exclaimed.
He is not exaggerating. In fact, the ability of fourth-level cultivators to master their spiritual thoughts and control their physical bodies is completely beyond the reach of ordinary people who practice hard. For him, it takes years of practice to become perfect at a skill, but for Chu Liang, just a few glances is enough.
"Haha, not bad." Jiang Yuebai smiled, took the candy painting, turned around and walked away.
Chu Liang thanked the old man and followed him.
The little grandson was left standing there in a daze. The old man lowered his head and taught, "See? As long as you learn sugar painting well and practice such a good skill, you can find such a beautiful wife."
"Ah?" The little grandson opened his mouth wide.
Immediately afterwards, two more extraordinary young men passed by the stall.
A figure with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, an upright figure and piercing eyes. Dressed in sword-white robes, he is equally handsome.
The other one was dressed in black, with deep pupils, and looked a little colder. I just often fiddle with the air in front of my left eye when walking. I don’t know what I’m doing...
These two people are naturally the other two among the top four in Shushan, Xu Ziyang and Ling Ao.
Looking at the backs of the two people in front of him, Xu Ziyang asked in a deep voice: "Why do you always drag me a few steps behind you?"
"Because if I fall behind alone, I will look out of place." Ling Ao replied coldly.
Xu Ziyang was puzzled: "Then why must we fall behind?"
"Don't you feel it?" Ling Ao looked at Xu Ziyang, "Walking with the two of them, there is always a strange feeling."
"How does it feel?" Xu Ziyang asked.
Ling Ao uttered two words coldly: "Superfluous."
(End of chapter)
