Luo Xiangzhu was unwilling to give in and said again: "You just said that when you and I walked the rivers and lakes together, it was like the boat had found its direction. But when you said this, why did you shake your head? How can you be so contradictory."
Women's thinking can probably switch repeatedly between two different topics.
Ye Wumian couldn't cope with it for a while, and he sighed and said: "That's because I haven't finished speaking yet. The world is dangerous, so don't indulge in your gentle country. That's why I decided to go to Lushan alone."
Luo Xiangzhu let out a "poof" and said: "Who is your gentle hometown! Gentleness, what kind of gentleness, I am very fierce! Since childhood, Luo Fanjiang's bad relatives have been making trouble in front of my father, calling me a slut Spicy. You are from the north. Have you tasted the spicy food from our southern province..."
The two walked and talked all the way. After going through a calamity, this is the most relaxing moment. Sometimes she laughs, and sometimes Luo Xiangzhu lets out a "wow", as if she intends to show off her "violent" nature, which is very different from her previous appearance. Ye Wuxian found it quite amusing.
An autumn rain comes unexpectedly.
The sky is very different from the high ground, the rain is hitting the seedlings low, the Double Ninth Festival passed yesterday, and today is the autumn harvest season. Passing by the rice fields, the fragrance of soil, the floating fragrance of rice, and the dense fragrance of rain linger in my nose. The bloody smell of the past two days has been washed away a lot.
The two of them were on their way and bought rain gear in some villages, which they put in the suitcase carried by the red-bearded horse. But today it rained on the road, and neither of them had the intention to hold an umbrella or wear a raincoat. Because the rain is not heavy and not very cold, it can wash away the fatigue of the past few days when it rains on my body.
Luo Xiangzhu closed his eyes and stretched out his delicate hands to catch the rainwater. The light rain gently wetted her hand, and it was autumn that kissed her tenderly.
Ye Wumian watched this scene quietly, feeling what Luo Xiangzhu felt, feeling what Luo Xiangzhu felt, and involuntarily, a comfortable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
If possible, he really hopes that this moment can last forever.
The sky and the earth were empty, and a chaotic sound of horse hooves, slightly hurried, came from behind, from far to near, and it was coming soon.
Ye Wumian sighed. The beautiful artistic conception just now was suddenly destroyed, and he was a little disappointed. However, this is an official road, and it is normal for people to pass by.
He led the horse and moved aside to make way for the open road, allowing the horse to run from behind.
He stopped and looked back, and saw two people each riding a horse, waving their whips, galloping towards them.
There is one person in front, a girl, and the person behind is a boy. Both of them are wearing the clothes of Confucian scholars and scholars, the man's clothes are green, the woman's clothes are blue and white, the scarf is flying behind the head, the clothes are fluttering behind them, the sword is hanging at the waist, the rainbow is not unsheathed, and it has already penetrated the sun.
I don't know which family these two people are from, but they are very elegant.
The two of them passed by Ye and Luo, and the horse's hooves splashed mud and water, and the red-bearded old horse's belly was inevitably contaminated. Ye Wumian frowned, but remained silent and watched with cold eyes.
After galloping for a while, suddenly, perhaps because it had rained and the ground was slippery, the horse the young man was riding had unstable legs, staggered, and fell away with its center of gravity facing downwards.
Ye Wumian could see clearly and heard the boy scream in surprise, but his reaction was extraordinary. Before he was taken down by the horse, he took out his foot from the stirrup, and with a "bang" sound, he kicked it on the horse's back, settling down. He lost his shape and landed on the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner. At least he didn't fall and kept his dignity.
The horse was not so lucky. After slipping, he fell heavily into the field and crushed a field of seedlings. When he was picked up, his whole body was covered with mud and water, one of his legs was broken, and he was limping. It looked like he could no longer ride on anyone.
The young man was very angry and cursed: "The horses in Xiangyin Station are too bad. They can fall down and break their legs when walking on the official road! These corrupt officials ask for so much money from the court every year. Are you using this kind of horse to deal with tourists? Humph, I want my grandfather to write a memorial to the imperial court and impeach them to death!"
The girl quickly stopped the horse, shook her head and said: "Brother, that's not the case. We were traveling too fast, and the horse was overwhelmed. In addition, it was raining, the road was muddy, and the horse stepped into a pit, so the horse stumbled like this. .”
The young man snorted and said, "Even if what you said makes sense, my horse has broken its leg now. It's still more than thirty miles away from Changsha City. Could it be that I have to be soaked in the rain all the way?" walk over?"
The girl murmured: "If it doesn't work, you can come and ride my horse."
At this time, Ye Wumian passed by with his horse. When the young man saw the red-bearded old horse, there was a hint of joy in his eyes. He pointed at Luo Xiangzhu and said, "Hey, little girl, stop looking around. I'm talking about you. Get off your horse quickly! I want to use your horse."
Luo Xiangzhu had also seen the young man's embarrassment earlier. She just felt it was funny in her heart, shook her head and said: "This is my horse, I can't give it to you."
The young man said: "Do you know who I am? You should feel honored that I use your horse."
Luo Xiangzhu said: "No matter who you are, you cannot use my horse without my consent. In a prosperous world, there must be rules for the country and the world."
The young man Hengjian stepped forward and said: "Since I have told you to use your horse, it does not break the rules. Little girl, get off the horse quickly! Get off the horse now, my horse with a broken leg can still be replaced I’ll give you a ride, but if you’re slow, you’ll have to walk.”
Luo Xiangzhu was so angry that he was choked and speechless. Ye Wumian coughed, took a step forward and said with a smile: "Young hero, it's raining in the sky today, and you can see that Grandpa Dragon King is looking at the mortal world from above the clouds. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the gods in the sky for your plundering so skillfully?"
He saw that the young man's clothes and demeanor were all extraordinary, and he thought he was not an ordinary person, so he tried to persuade him, hoping that he would be able to persuade him, so that there would be less conflicts.
Unexpectedly, this young man didn't appreciate it. Hearing what Ye Wumian said, he laughed out loud and said, "It's okay if you don't say Dragon King. When you talk about Dragon King, I find it funny. The Dragon King is a dragon. Could it be that my grandfather is not a dragon? I Not a dragon? The Dragon King is the dragon in the sky, and I am the Changsha Little Dragon on the ground. Since everyone is a dragon, why should I be afraid of him?!"
Luo Xiangzhu's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Ye Wumian.
Ye Wumian chuckled and said: "Dragon is the name of the emperor, the royal family, or some nobles. If you call yourself dragon, it doesn't matter to me. When you get to the city later, if you still do this, be careful not to be heard by the officials. To avoid getting killed."
The young man said proudly: "I saw that you were wearing coarse linen clothes and a white turban on your head, so I told you that you are just a mountain man with mud-legged background and not much knowledge. After talking with each other, it turned out that this is indeed the case. You are indeed blind to the four-clawed dragon. . But because of your kindness, I won’t argue with you. Please let this girl step aside, otherwise I will unleash my dragon power later and you won’t be able to bear it.”
Luo Xiangzhu was a little anxious and whispered: "Amian, this young man calls himself a dragon. I'm afraid he has a lot of background. How about we give him the horse?"
