Chapter 80: Meeting under the moon

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In the carriage, the late-green spirit tells Yan Yan everything about the song blue.
Yan Yanyue feels that this is a great woman, intelligent and calm, and the means to deal with Gao is endless. Sometimes it seems a little mean and mean, but when the room is left, it will leave a line. When the stone falls, there will never be Hesitating, it is hard to believe that this is a teenage girl.
"Listening to Xing Niang said that Yu Niang gave birth to a seven-year-old exquisite heart, and wanted to come to the song blue is to follow her." Late green feelings.
Yan Yan smiled lightly, and people like Song Lan were suitable to live in the high gates, and neither the original Yan Yan nor her now were bothered to worry about the post-house struggle.
It is not that you can't fight. On the other hand, if you really fight, Gao is not necessarily an opponent of Yan Yan. Besides, what is fighting for her? If a forensic doctor wants to kill, there are many ways to make it happen.
It’s just that she has been serious in her previous life. Apart from work or work, this generation is destined to be unable to make her career, so it is necessary to live easily and freely.
If the people in the government are waiting honestly, then the well water will not make the river water. If it is really anxious, she does not mind using this double-handed hand to cut a few living people.
The carriage gradually slowed down and finally stopped. The sky was already dark outside. The corner lights on the carriage could only illuminate the distance less than a foot away. The look of the desert was long, and the grass was long and cold.
"Mother, it’s over." Xing Niang was in the car.
Late green helped Yan Yan get out of the car and stood at the foot of the desolate mountain.
The evening green looked around for a circle, and I sighed, but I just sighed helplessly. She was very self-aware. Apart from being a loyal, she could not do anything but be like the blue. Prepare for the mother.
Yan Yan knows what the late green sighs, patted her hand and said: "This place is quiet, just to avoid the limelight, what is the sigh? Besides, the tenth brother will not let me suffer."
"Mother said." Late green nodded. Even if everyone in the family is indifferent, at least the ten lang is good for the mother.
The mist in the foot of the mountain, the more the mountain, the thicker the fog, the look of the face for a while, can only faintly see the light in the fog, the light and the light, the unclear depression.
"Amitabha." A Buddha came from the foot of the mountain.
Yan Yan regained her eyes and looked at her voice. A female with a wide-sleeved robes greeted her, and she was a little older. She was about ten years old, she was long and slender, her neck was long, and her face was thin, and her eyebrows looked pale under the smock. She was followed by two younger women, the youngest one was only twelve years old, and her heart was undecided. A pair of eyes curiously looked at the people.
"The poor and the net is good." For the female Nie walked to the front of Yan Yan, hands folded in the chest, slightly squatting.
"Children are Yan's seventeen mothers Yan Yan, I have seen the net Hui Shi." Yan Yan also returned to the Buddha.
Net Hui slightly squinted and said: "Don't dare to be."
Jinghui said, and met with Xing Niang and Late Green, and then led a group of people up the mountain. Fortunately, the uphill is not steep, the mountain is quite flat, although the carriage can not go, but the porter can barely keep up.
Yingmeiyu was built on a half-mountain mountain about 50 meters high from the foot of the mountain. On a semi-protruding platform, the courtyard is only a small half-acre. The back is a steep cliff. The left and right sides are forests. There is only one main entrance. Can go.
Near the main entrance, there is a large bamboo forest, which is densely packed with bamboo and points directly to the sky. It is like a natural screen, which separates the shadow plum from the outside world.
The moonlight is dense and the wind is sag. The night wind smashed through the bamboo sea, and the sound of sand and sand shattered, accompanied by a touch of bamboo fragrant, and I liked this place.
It’s so beautiful in the evening, I think it will look better in the daytime.
"Oh, the poor, the poor has already made people pick up a small courtyard in the shackles, for the servant of the Lord, the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the singer, the singer of the singer. It feels comfortable.
"Since it is a ritual Buddha, I want to be sincere, and I like it very much." Yan Yandao.
Jinghui’s eyes are like a glimpse of the face, and my heart is very disapproving of her words. In the past, no noble woman came to worship Buddha. No one can live more than days.
Net Hui will silently send Yan Yan and others to the small house to be packed, indicating that the day will go to the Lord.
There are four houses in this courtyard. The main house is a wooden house with a gallery. The bamboo house on one side is simple to build. Two rooms are wing rooms. One is a simple kitchenette. It seems that it is usually a reception. The place for pilgrims.
Xing Niang and the evening green immediately began to light up and tidy up, and Yan Yan was doing nothing to sway around and look at the environment.
Yan Yan said that she wanted to meditate Buddha, so in addition to Xing Niang and late green, she only picked a small man from the slaves sent by Gao, and the rest stayed in Zhuang.
After the porters put everything in the house, they left the movie, and it seemed that the crowded and noisy courtyard was quiet and empty.
The grass was packed up, and a few people went to sleep with a tired body.
Yan Yan was sleeping in the car for a while, lying on the couch without any drowsiness, squatting in the room with the mosquito repellent incense from the green, opening the window, laying a seat under the window, sitting cross-legged and breathing Breathing. The air in the mountains is refreshing, such as the moonlight of the water shining on the face of Yan Yan, with a faint brilliance. If someone glimpses at this time, I am afraid that I can mistake the moon palace.
Sitting for a while, Yan Yan felt a little cool, then she got up and wanted to close the window, and suddenly smelled the aroma of barbecue.
Yan Yan stunned, here is the nunnery, how can there be barbecue taste?
I only ate some snacks during the evening meal. After smelling for a while, I felt a little hungry. I got up and put on a satin coat and followed the smell to find someone who stole in the middle of the night.
The moonlight is clear and the scenery around it is very clear. Yan Yan’s courtyard is in the south of Yingmei, and then goes south. It’s all in the woods. Yan Yan’s footsteps in front of the forest, carefully watching the surrounding situation, there are several vegetable gardens in front of the woods, and the forest behind is not Generally, the wild tree, but the fruit tree, has a large and small green fruit on it, which is obscured by the shadow of the leaves. It can't be distinguished from the fruit of the leaves, but it should be the fruit forest of Yingmei.
Yan Yan tightened the satin on his body and walked toward the fruit forest.
This fruit forest is big, big enough to be unexpected. After a long walk, the meat is getting stronger and thicker. Unfortunately, it is impossible to find the person who steals it. Yan Ning said, this nun must always steal, otherwise how can it be hidden? It’s so strict.
When Yan Yan looked back at it, she felt that she could not go any further. When she first came here, in the middle of the night, it was always unsafe to go far.
Thinking, Yan Yan sighed slightly and turned and left.
Just after a few steps, there was a cool breeze behind me, and a cold thing quietly rested on her neck.
Yan Yan was slightly shocked and still had a move in the future. He heard a cold and chilly voice with a strong killing. "Nobody told you not to enter this forest?"
"No." Yan Yan pressed down his heart and said: "I came here this time, I saw the meat, and I followed."
"冉七娘娘." The cold voice said his identity, but also recovered the sword resting on her neck.
Yan Yan turned around and saw a man with a black body. The tall and strong body fits the body and outlines his perfect body. The wide shoulders are narrow and the white skin is cold in the moonlight. The light, the eye sockets are deep, the nose is high, like the three-dimensional of the Westerners, and the shadow of the eyebrows falls to cover his eyes.
This person is quietly standing in a place half a mile away, and the ink is scattered, reflecting the handsome face of the white and the glow, like the fairy under the moonlight, so suffocating.
"Come on." Su Fu casually inserted the long sword into the dirt and turned and walked away.
Yan Yan paused and thought, if he is going back now, will he kill her in anger, and under the balance, Yan Yan chooses to go with him.
Su Fu’s steps seemed to be leisurely, but in a few steps he opened his eyes far away.
In the forest, I turned two bends, and there was a bamboo forest barrier in front of me. I walked less than two feet along the bluestone path between the bamboo forests.
A bamboo house, two small houses, and many low-rise bamboo houses around, from time to time came the sound of "咕咕" or "嘎嘎".
Yan Yan looked at Su Fu's back with a puzzled look, such a cold-blooded killer, actually living here to raise chickens and ducks? I also heard that he is the leader of the Su family, a family, how can it become a killer who does not blink?
After passing through the bamboo forest, I heard the sound of turbulent water, the shallow stream in front of the courtyard, the ripples in the moonlight, and a low bamboo bridge on the stream.
Surrounded by a thick fleshy smell, the burning fire was already visible in front.
Yan Yan was secretly surprised. It was only a few meters away from where she stood. He actually found her.
"Sit." Su Fu sat down on the bench next to the fire, took a roast leg of lamb from the fire, and did not know where to take it from the hand, and quickly spread the meat on the leg of the leg into a piece. One piece, placed in the front of the market.
Suddenly a hand, looked up and looked at Yan Yan, it seems that she was doing nothing, like a trick, there is another embarrassment in the left hand, thrown to Yan Yan, "cut another one."
Yan Yan stunned a bit, and my heart secretly wondered, I seem to be unfamiliar with him? However, it is a mistake to have a forest, how can things develop to this point?
Yan Yan thought about it, while taking another roast leg of lamb, and reaching for a flat-bottomed basket by the side, the anatomy of the leg of the leg was dissected, first the whole leg of the leg was pulled away, and then The texture is cut into a generally thick sheet.
There was a quietness in the moonlight, and occasionally one or two buzzing sounds came from the fire. Two people who met each other, each concentrating on their respective leg of lamb, filled with a strange taste.
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