Chapter 38:

I have not received a reply from Jun Wei, which is worrying. Mu Yan thinks Xiao Huang is protected, and there is nothing to worry about. Seeing that he is so optimistic, I am embarrassed to remind him that Xiao Huang was pawned into the zoo a long time ago and I still don't know if he will be redeemed. Based on my understanding of Jun Wei, there is no hope for this matter. Then I thought about how many good male brothers in the world, and how many handsome and graceful Jun Wei is a boy, I felt a bit complicated. It seems that Jun family In all likelihood, it is about to be broken.
Years ago, he even vowed to marry me if no one marries me. The destiny is arranged like this. It is really nothing to say. But there is no other way. After all, the distant water cannot save the nearby fire, and we don't even know where he is now, so we can only let it go.
Mu Yan meant that since Jun Wei did not reply for a long time, he took advantage of his way to Chao Du and sent me back to Jun Yu Mountain. He is going to the capital of the emperor in the northern part of Central State, and the time has finally come to estimate what he has been planning to do.
I never thought that Mu Yan would be all right to accompany a little girl of mine to explore the customs and customs of various places. I waited for him to say parting words a long time ago, and finally heard it, feeling sad and relieved. .
Passing by the lonely deserted mountain, passing by the wild plains, passing by the Tangtang River, passing by the Ailing lonely village, I can see the light passing by, so I wipe my fingers, as the sun falls every day. Counting the days with his fingers, calculating the period of separation from him, but he couldn't delay the scheduled itinerary as he used to. Mu Yan thought it was funny: "Why do you always look at me, there is something on my face?"
I boldly leaned over: "Well, there is something, come, I will show you."
He lowered his head cooperatively, his eyes teased, and fell into my eyes: "Then you take a closer look." I think he is hitting, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's going to be separated, and it doesn't matter if he has a thick skin.
I nodded: "Then you close your eyes." He closed his eyes obediently. The olive charcoal ignited a bluish fire, and insects screamed outside the window. He sat there in his spare time, making a look like a picker, and people couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the face close at hand. The eyes are close at hand, but dare not.
The palms were sweating, fingers ran across the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, plucking up great courage, and tremblingly landed on him. I will remember the touch and temperature at this moment. After all, I can’t take the initiative to leave him, no matter what, I can’t, and his eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, his beautiful face, every vivid emotion on his face, these are all carved in my heart, and we are separated from now on, but I want Remember him in my heart for a lifetime.
He tilted his head slightly, his forehead pressed against his fingers, and quietly opened his eyes: "Afu?"
My hand trembled and I quickly took it back. The charcoal fire crackled without warning. For a long time, I stretched out my hand in front of him: "Look, there is something on your forehead. I took it down for you."
His eyes fell on my empty palm: "Where?"
I pretended to be taken aback: "Huh? Why is it gone." He looked at me with a smile, and said nothing. Very often I don't know what he is thinking, which makes people confused, but it is not a big deal, as long as I know what I am thinking.
Jun Wei said that if he likes someone, he will become melancholy because he is worried about gains and losses. He made sense. When I stay by Mu Yan's side, I always suffer from gains and losses, and when I lose him, there is nothing I can gain to lose, leaving only the beautiful appearance of him in my memory, revealing the precious and most precious things in my heart. Precious, large flowers.
Swallows do not return, crape myrtle soaks in the moon, northern flowers bloom, southern flowers fade. All the way hurriedly, came to Jiang Chen border.
At that time, something happened that I thought it would happen at the beginning of the story, but it didn't happen for a long time, and finally everyone thought it would never happen again, but it happened somehow.
A big deal.
I was kidnapped.
When going down the mountain, Master Jun carefully asked Jun Wei to protect me all the way, and that was what I was afraid of. Hua Xu cited the mysticism that the world knows few, but it’s not uncommon. It just tells the story that it’s a thing of life and death, how men practiced, women practiced, old people practiced, children practiced again. How and how...so that men, women and children are yearning for it.
What a large group of people are longing for is often what a small group of people want to eliminate. Because of this, there are few real records about Hua Xuyin. Although it has a history of hundreds of years, it is still mysterious. I originally thought that the secret technique that was stifled to such a degree should not have any coveted reputation among the people. When Master Jun first sent Jun Wei to follow me, he was somewhat resistant in his heart. Now it seems that Master Jun deserves more People who have eaten for decades.
The sky gradually darkened, because I was kidnapped, my hands and feet were naturally bound, but I was really a good hand at untie the rope, and I quickly got out of the trap. I could see clearly that I was in the middle of a quilt, and I looked up and saw the gold on the tent. The tassel, in front of the line of sight, is the six tightly closed green screens.
There are six screens on the bed, and the paintings on the fan are unusually small mountains. They are all a man and a woman, sometimes wandering in the night by candles, and sometimes singing and singing. There are also two pictures of men sitting leisurely and making tea and playing the piano. They look familiar. There was a possibility in my heart, but it was overthrown immediately, and I felt that the level of the painter could not be so bad.
I think that although the person who kidnapped me took the advantage of Mu Yan’s outing to capture me here, according to the previous inference, most of them would not know that the so-called magical ancient mystery was actually sealed in a bead and buried in my body. Moreover, they must not know that I am a dead person. Even if this secret is revealed, these people must not believe it. Because of the practice of Huaxu Yin as a dead person, I have been the only one since Chao Gaodi Planet Han Dadian enshrined Kyushu.
But before I could analyze the situation more clearly, the closed screen was pushed aside with a click. Hurry up with his hands and feet into the quilt, look up, and at the end of his sight, there is a tiny light.
The one who opened the screen was a maid, and after that she lifted the gauze and stood aside, blending with the night. The girl who is sitting directly opposite is more present. It is not a face issue, but a face issue. The wide robe and sleeves occupy such a large space that you can't ignore it. But the light is like a bean, it can only illuminate the square inch of the ground, really can't see the girl's face, but the cold vision is like a bone maggot.
The solitary candle gradually flourished, and it gradually revealed a bronze Fang Yi on several cases, and Fang Yi was full of blue wine. Finally saw the appearance of this girl with cold eyesight, half hidden under the bright candlelight, half hidden in Liangzhu Yinyi, the temperament was alienated and alienated, but she was a rare beauty.
There was a towel in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything. I was struggling. The girl slightly raised her hand and gestured to the maid, but she suddenly put it down when the ratio was halfway up. She sneered herself: "I'm really confused. Uncover what you are doing. Today you only need to bring these pairs. The ears will do."
After the conversation, Fang Yi, who was full of glasses on several cases, drank it, staggered a few steps to the gauze tent, did not open the maid’s hand and pinched my chin, pulled off the mask and picked it up fiercely. I don’t know how to react. , I think she wouldn't be able to hide Gou Hua Xuyin in this mask.
After a while, her thin white fingers climbed onto the winding scars on my forehead, her moo was cold, and her voice was cold. "It's a beauty, but, have you never heard of the truth that other people's things can't be touched?" "
Quiet in the room, I looked up and stared at her eyes, not knowing what she was talking about, but my tolerance was not lost. To Wujiu, a cold smile appeared on the corners of her lips, faintly: "Pretend to be so awe-inspiring, do things by yourself, but don't remember it so soon?"
I still don’t know what she’s talking about, and I’m thinking that listening to these lines is not like kidnapping me and asking for Hua Xu quotes. Could it be that the wrong person was tied? But her back was straighter, and at this moment, her head was just leaning over, and the glass hairpin on the green snail bun brushed my forehead, her breath spit in her ears, cool and extremely light: "You like him. Take advantage of it. Follow him in a vacant manner, deliberately deliberately to welcome you, eager for him to look at you with admiration, like a clown, it is ridiculous, don't you know that he already has a lover in his heart?"
I stayed for a while, as if a light flashed by out of thin air, my mind exploded with a bang, I couldn't believe it. Ben also searched for the woman who spurred Muyan in Bishan in his memories, but he could only remember a sea of ​​roses, which was the end of the Fourth Spring.
The girl in front of me turned her head to see me in a daze, her slender fingers inadvertently stroked her right sideburn. I just noticed that the hairpin of Moru Feather's hairpin was made of silk silk...dark rose.
If she were Qin Ziyan, she must have never forgotten Mu Yan.
But she hurt him.
I don't know what expression to make or what mood I am at the moment. Just thinking, if I could find him soon, and find him out of the crowd before he met her, what would it be like today.
But for three years, so many days and nights, I didn’t find him, and I couldn’t see him when I was dying. Providence she sat closer, moved her fingers to the corner of her forehead, frowned slightly, she was almost too alcoholic, with a slightly drunken face. Reflected in the dim candlelight, there is not a kind of cold beauty, as if looking at me, but also as if looking at some nothingness, and slightly pursed his lips: "At that time, I was still a musician in the Zhao Palace. When I met him, he overwhelmed the army and killed the general who broke the city. He spread thousands of miles several times and established a reputation. In the entire Zhao Palace, including the princesses, no girl does not admire him."
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Her gaze fell straight on my face, and the corners of her lips curled up, "But he only took me back to China." After a pause, she looked at me amusedly, "You only know that he is gentle and elegant, and you have seen him. Patience and gentleness?"
I shook my head. She chuckled, "The things we experienced together are not what you can think of."
The mood was slowly pressed up layer by layer, like pressing a boulder, but unable to make any retreat, just like meeting a wolf in the wild, even if you are afraid, you have to raise your head and stare at it. The one who lowered his head first loses.
The father and king in my life didn't teach me anything useful, except for this disguise that the more flustered, the more calm and calm. I actually want to ask her, since I like him, how could he hurt him so hard, and how could he bear the heart not to look at him even if he was hurt so badly. In the final analysis, I can't figure out how someone would use hurt to express love.
There are always more unreasonable things in the human world, especially feelings. Everything I think depends on my experience, and obviously I am not deeply involved in this aspect.
Footsteps sounded outside the door, her expression changed, she got up and snapped the screen, and the dim light disappeared in front of her eyes, leaving only those hazy patterns that seemed to be the daily relationship between her and Mu Yan at this moment. The side spread into a huge shadow like a flowing cloud, and it strangled my throat together with Si Pa, which was speechless.
Still holding a faint hope, his back straightened, trying to get a different ending, but he heard the door be tapped three times and slowly opened. A voice sounded like a wisp of willow breeze in the spring, accompanied by a laugh: "I have been looking for you for a long time, Ziyan." It was Mu Yan. The woman replied with a slightly crying voice: "I have been waiting for you, always, waiting for you to come to me."
Suddenly, his shoulders couldn't bear a lot of things, and he slumped against the wall. The dying chill gradually grew from his back, and he firmly grasped the shark beads in his chest, and suddenly felt a pain. This is really strange.
But at this moment, the bed board suddenly overturned, and when it reacted, it had fallen heavily on a certain place, and there was no dim dim light from it, but it could be vaguely distinguished that this was a long cave. Fortunately, he had escaped from the rope before, and even if he fell from a high place, he didn't suffer any injuries.
Looking up against the cave wall, I don't know what kind of scene is in the wing room at this moment.
It is conceivable that there must be a bright starry sky outside the window, and he opened the door under the moonlight, as if he was always elegant and leisurely, and how to say that sentence, the flowers and shadows moved on the wall, suspected to be a jade. But not for me.
My logic is very simple. I think that Ziyan hurts him, so he can no longer be his beloved. He shouldn't like her anymore. I am a dead person, and I have no qualifications, but I hope he can find a better person.
Well, I'm all lying, I don't want him to find a better girl. To put it bluntly, I am inferior, but if I must choose, I would rather he fall in love with other girls, but that person must not be Ziyan. Just like Rong Yuan thought. But they still met, and it seemed that they were both unforgettable.
Qin Ziyan was right. I was like a clown, which was really ridiculous. But if this is the so-called adult, I don't understand some more mature things about love. Looking at my hand, the right hand with the lifeline disappearing, I still don't understand. I feel uncomfortable, but I don't know how to persuade myself.
I picked up the mask on the ground, wiped it clean with my sleeve, and put it on my forehead. What else can be done, this is leaving. I thought about him, and thought that I would never see him again. My life ended so early. I met him when I was a child, but I didn't know anything about love. When I understood, he already loved him. The long mountain was deep and quiet, as if it had no end. I slowly squatted down, buried my head in my knees, and couldn't help crying.
I cried for a long time and didn't feel good. Facts have proved that the emotions that can be vented by tears are not emotions, and there is no other better way for those that cannot be relieved by tears.
I wiped away my tears with my sleeve, and I told myself in a low voice, Ah Zhen, I will be alone from now on, so don't worry about it. The dull voice echoed in the deep cave, as if someone was patiently comforting him, and he felt a little angry. I forgot to be alone.
Climbing the cave wall to stand up, limping out along the cave, kicking a lot of bones along the way, and suddenly hurting, I didn't feel it before. After I left, I realized that Mu Yan had been protecting me very well when he was around. All made me think I was just an ordinary girl, forgetting that being a dead person shouldn't have such fears. They are all the same, these bones tired in the hole.
I worked hard to get out of the cave. In the dark night sky, there is no imaginary bright moon and sparse stars. The rootless water is like a thousand horses running down and pouring on my head. A torrential rain.
Put away the rain curtain and walk at night. Qin Ziyan trapped me in the cave. I was not expected to run away like this, but Muyan liked her, and would not know that she kidnapped me. Thinking of the bones that tripped me just now, they were all miasma in the cave. Killed. She had a murderous intention towards me, but I was a dead person.
The mountains are like giant beasts, drenched with open mouths, towering old trees are like silent phantoms, and the trumpet creeper flowers under their feet are beaten by raindrops like stones. The strong wind blew by the ears, the raindrops tilted and hit the body, layer by layer immersed in the texture and fell into the bottom of my heart, as cold as freezing in winter.
This endless rain. There is a courtyard in the distance, but it is the most dangerous place. I don't know the road to Junyu Mountain, but I understand that I just keep running forward in the opposite direction of the terrible flame. The mountain road is wet and slippery. Even though I am used to seeing things in the dark, I can't look carefully. I often fall down and make my body muddy.
I felt that I had been walking for a long time and I would not be chased until I was relieved. When I saw a shrub on the side of the road, I shrank into it and planned to hide from the heavy rain.
The shark pearl made me feel colder than ordinary people. I no longer rushed. The scattered thoughts came back together. I felt the cold rain and mud tightly close to every inch of my body, and the whole person just wanted to shrink into a ball. It's all right after the rain, I gritted my teeth, hugged my knees and comforted myself silently. It will be fine after the rain.
But a rain in the mountains is long enough for anything to happen. Considering many dangers, I can only forget the beasts that hunt on rainy nights. There are dangers and crises everywhere, but I don't know it.
By the time I found it, the clouded leopard was standing ten feet away from me. It was underage. Its bright green eyes looked like two wild fires, reflecting the fur soaked in cold rain, showing a mottled color. This clouded leopard, who seems to have been weaned recently, looked at me carefully, and estimated that this muddy fellow in the bushes in front of me was a thing and whether it could fit into my stomach. And the only dagger I found in the cave is the only thing I can take to defend myself.
At this time, nothing could be thought of, nor would he naively think that Jun Wei or Xiao Huang would suddenly fall from the sky, or even Mu Yan would fall from the sky. If you have such an idea, you have to wait to die.
Looking at each other for a long time, this brave clouded leopard finally leaped forward flexibly, but I didn't know where to breed meaningless courage. Instead of avoiding it, I grabbed the dagger and aimed it at its neck.
Naturally there is no stabbing. But no matter how severe the scars its sharp claws make on the body, I am not in vain, it does not matter. I can’t just watch it eat me bite by bite, stubbornly cut its throat with a dagger, and concentrate so much that I can only hear the painful roar in my ear, I only have a thought in my heart, I must kill it quickly, Don't let its roar attract other beasts.
When the dagger pierced into the clouded leopard's throat as expected, the blood sprayed out, like a rain of red cherry blossoms, sprinkled on my chest, spreading along the lines, and a dazzling and widespread red. In the high and wide sky, the endless rainy night, the dagger swayed and fell to the ground, blood drops immersed in the muddy soil. I could only hear the raindrops falling, and I couldn't even pull out my breathing, and there was no living thing around.
Fear finally climbed slowly along the soles of the feet. Jun Wei always felt that I was courageous and not afraid of anything. That was when I was young. After I grew up, I felt that many things could not be lost, and my courage was getting smaller and smaller. Those bravery and fearless just pretended to be brave in front of him.
Blindfolded with my hand, I remembered a month ago, there was a moonlit night when I met a wolf. That night there was boundless starlight, which was shining all over Bishan with silver. Someone stood in front of me with a smile but a smile: "You shouldn’t have been Did you find a wolf behind you?" Patting my back to comfort me, "Don't be afraid, I have killed you already? What are you afraid of?"
Knowing that tears are useless, but could not be restrained, finally, crying in this lonely rainy night. With tears flowing between my fingers, I thought of him: "Mu Yan, where are you, I am very scared."
I'm scared.
I don't know how long it took, but the heavy rain did not turn down, and the dense forest rustled.
I vaguely heard a roar from the front, like a tiger.
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