In the middle of Dongting Lake, stood a slender-waisted woman in green clothes.
The woman has a slender figure and fair skin. Even on a crescent moon night, one can clearly see her stunning face through the faint moonlight.
The woman closed her eyes tightly and stood with her hands behind her back. Under her feet was a spear that was completely black but with a white unicorn carved on the barrel.
The white unicorn's light shimmered, appearing particularly obvious in the dark lake, and even a little dazzling.
It is precisely because of this excessively bright light that many fish in Dongting Lake come to find out. But within a hundred meters of Bailin Gun, there was no trace of a fish.
They all gathered a hundred meters away, eager and hurried.
They were attracted by the bright light out of instinctive reaction, but their hesitation to step forward was also due to the genes in their bodies that seek good fortune and avoid evil.
Some shrimps and crabs that did not have this kind of risk-avoiding gene in their bodies continued to swim forward without believing in evil. Then, under the eyes of the fish, they turned into balls of powder and mixed with the lake water. The greedy 'fish' They couldn't wait to rush up and grab a bite.
All these small changes were in Xu Qingwu's mind, but she was indifferent to them. She just continued to hold her breath and concentrate on feeling the changes around her.
But in her mind, all the events of the past thirty years kept popping up.
When she was five years old, she touched her father's Bailin Gun for the first time. As a result, she had a high fever for seven days and almost didn't survive. After that, she never dared to touch or even look at her father's Bailin Gun. Look, I only dare to take a peek.
It was also after that time that her father passed her a set of obscure words and told her to study hard and practice hard.
When he was seven years old, his father hurriedly took out the Bailin gun and wanted to go out. She refused, hugging her father's legs and crying loudly. When her father made her laugh with two eggs, she successfully let go and let him go.
A few days later, my father did come back with eggs, but the eggs were different from usual ones. The shell was actually red, and seemed to have a bit of blood smell.
She didn't understand at that time and thought it was a red wedding egg that her father had brought from a bride's house.
It wasn't until much later that she realized that the bright red egg was not a wedding egg, but was dyed red by the blood spit out from her father's mouth.
It was also after that time that my father passed away not long after.
If she had known it would end like this, she would never let her father go for two eggs no matter what.
So from then on, she never touched eggs again. Even if her best friend and her best friend got married, she would not touch the red wedding egg. Instead, she put down the wedding money and turned around and left.
Before her father left, she foolishly asked her father: "They all said you were leaving. Is Daddy going away again?"
"Yes, Dad is going to a place far, far away this time."
"I don't want it! I don't want daddy to leave! I don't want daddy to leave! Wuwuwu..."
"Qingwu, don't cry. Dad just went on a far journey and will be back soon."
"Wuwuwu... soon...how fast? Wuwuwu..."
"When you can release Bai Qilin from the gun, Dad will come back to see you..."
These were the last words her father said. After speaking, he passed away with a smile on his face.
She still remembers the faint smile on her father's face when he left, like a bright light in the dark night, illuminating her path in countless dark nights.
It was only later that she learned that her father was not going to die, but because he saved a small boat on the river, Zhao Xinian took advantage of him and cut off the river with one finger, shattering his heart.
In the past twenty years, she has thought countless times whether her father regretted saving the boat, or whether he regretted saving other people's children, only to have his own children lose their father at the age of seven. .
She didn't know the answer, she only knew that she had practiced day and night for the past twenty years, but even so, she still couldn't summon the white unicorn in the white unicorn gun.
But she never gave up, because she always believed that her father just went to a far away place. As long as she could release the white unicorn in the white unicorn gun, her father would definitely keep his promise and come back from the far away place.
At this time, the east was getting brighter, and a ray of sunshine suddenly broke through the night and hit the cyan figure in the center of Dongting Lake.
With her eyes closed tightly, she suddenly stepped on the spear under her feet, and her figure instantly rose from the ground, straight into the sky.
The Bailin gun seemed to sense something and suddenly jumped out of the lake, chasing after the cyan figure.
In the blink of an eye, this man shot through the clouds on the lake and disappeared from everyone's sight.
But at this moment, the originally leisurely and silent clouds and mist suddenly surged, as if a giant pillar was stirring the clouds and mist, leaving everyone stunned for a while.
"This...is this really something human beings can do?" On the shore of the lake, a warrior with inner strength asked his companions around him with a blank look on his face, his words full of amazement.
No one around answered his question, because their jaws dropped by the scene in front of them.
They saw that above the clouds, there was a person dressed in green, using the sky as a case, a gun as a pen, clouds as ink, and the lake as paper, writing the resentment and determination of the past twenty years stroke by stroke.
I saw the spear sweeping across the chest, and the clouds and mist that poured into the sky were instantly shot down into the clouds, and landed on the erratic Dongting Lake. In an instant, it condensed into ice, forming a large 'horizontal', suspended on the lake, and could not be seen for a long time. Disperse.
As Xu Qingwu waved his spear, two vertical lines immediately appeared on both sides of the horizontal line, forming the word 'fuck'.
When everyone on the shore saw this, their brows jumped.
They all know that Xu Qingwu is dissatisfied and angry, but you should pay attention to your image in front of so many people, right?
What's more, after this battle, you, Xu Qingwu, may be remembered forever in the future. Is it possible that you left a big "fuck" in the column introducing you?
What do your descendants think of this?
What do your little fans think?
What do you think of those guys who are on good terms with you?
Aren't you just fooling around?
Be dissatisfied, be angry, be angry, but don’t make fun of your own image, right?
Just when everyone was about to lose their temper, they discovered that Xu Qingwu did not stop there, but continued writing.
Only then did everyone see clearly that Xu Qingwu was not simply venting his dissatisfaction, nor was he writing the word 'fuck'.
Starting point: It’s the Year of the Rabbit, the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, early in the morning, neither wind, rain nor sunshine!
Inherited: twenty years of dust and earth, thirty thousand miles of clouds and moon, enlightenment of immortality in Dongting Lake...
The last chapter: Xu Qingwu of Qingzhou vowed to kill the dog thief Zhao Xinian!
