Chapter 121: Dumb mystery

Heiyang looked at Chen Changsheng quietly, suddenly lowering his head and gently pushing his forehead.
Chen Changsheng would be wrong. He touched his body and found that he had no food to eat. Looking up, he saw a few fire loquats on the tree on the right hand side. The fruit color had just matured. With his hand, he took off the tiptoe and handed it to his head.
Black Sheep turned her head slightly, still looking at him quietly. This made him feel a little embarrassed. He always felt that his eyes were laughing at himself. He couldn't help but feel helpless. At this moment, the black sheep lowered his head, swallowed the fire loquat into his mouth, and slowly chewed it up.
Chen Changsheng was relieved and felt that he seemed to have accomplished a very remarkable thing.
After the black sheep had chewed the fruit, he pushed his knees again, and then walked into the autumn forest. Last time it was in the palace, when it led Chen Changsheng, it did so. Chen Changsheng followed it forward, thinking where was he going to take himself? Thinking about it, I saw the lights on Lin's side.
It was still the stone table, an oil lamp, a pot of tea, two teacups, and the middle-aged woman who could not speak.
Chen Changsheng saluted the middle-aged woman with a calm expression but a bit nervous mood-he knew that the status of the black sheep in the Great Zhou Palace was very special. According to rumors, only Mo Yu could get close, but the black sheep followed this tonight A middle-aged woman came to Baicao Garden. Who is this middle-aged woman?
In the past, he thought that the middle-aged woman was a female officer in the palace, or even a powerful female officer leader. Now, it seems that her status may be even higher.
He thought of a certain possibility, but immediately rejected that possibility in his heart, because the saint is known all over the world, and Taizong was the most famous beauty in the mainland during his years. If it is the saint, how can he deliberately modify it? Face to meet such a small person?
It was found that the person coming was Chen Changsheng. The middle-aged woman didn't have any unexpected expressions. She just looked at the black sheep and raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't seem to agree with it to bring him here. Black sheep might have guessed that she didn't want to disturb and took Chen Changsheng. After arriving at Qiulin, he turned and left without contacting her.
Tuk Tuk sounded softly, and the woman's finger tapped on the stone table.
Chen Changsheng sat down, picked up the teapot and filled the two teacups, and respectfully brought one of the teacups to the woman.
The woman picked up the teacup with two fingers, like picking up a stone by the river and drinking it slowly to her lips.
Chen Changsheng picked up the tea cup with both hands, just like holding a night pearl and blowing it to his lips.
The woman looked at him like this and laughed silently. The unspeakable and natural expression was natural, and she seemed to be laughing too carefully.
"It's too hot, not because of anything else."
Chen Changsheng explained a little embarrassedly. Then I remembered that she couldn't speak and seemed to hear no sound. She put the teacup on the table and gestured a few gestures.
Then, drink tea.
Just like the first meeting in Baicao Garden that night, the woman and the teenager didn't talk about anything, they just sat and drank tea, and their eyes rarely fell on each other.
Chen Changsheng is very used to this atmosphere, which reminds him of his brother again. I don’t know how his brother has lived in the old temple in Xining Town. When will he be willing to come to Kyoto.
He did not know that Mo Yu had sent people to Xining Town, where people had already gone to the temple, and the Taoist and his fellow brothers did not know where they had gone.
Chen Changsheng's eyes fell on the middle-aged woman and stayed for a moment.
He had been thinking about going into the palace to see the black dragon, but he couldn't get it right. In this kind of thing, there is no way to please the black sheep... Tonight guessed that the middle-aged woman's status in the palace was unusual , He suddenly wanted to ask the other party, how can he sneak into the palace? Have you ever heard of a black dragon?
No matter how you look at it, he is always looking for death-ask a mysterious royal palace noble how to slip into the palace, and even ask about absolute taboos like the level of the black dragon. Isn't it death?
But without knowing why, he always felt that the other party would be willing to tell himself, and would not hurt himself.
He has lived with Brother Yu for a long time. He has always felt that deaf and dumb people are kind-hearted and good people. When he looks at this woman, he thinks of his brother easily. He feels kind and feels trustworthy, just like many people see him. The first one felt like that, and when she reached out and stroked his face that night, he reminded him of a person who hadn’t remembered for a long time, or a noun that hadn’t been remembered for a long time.
He is an orphan, and those two people or nouns never exist in his life. Naturally, it is difficult to remember, and it is easy to remember for a long time.
The hot tea in the teapot will never end, and the hot mist on the teacup will never dissipate, but as the night breeze slightly rises, the water mist will drift away.
Chen Changsheng's hands changed quickly in front of him, expressing his meaning.
The woman looked at his movements expressionlessly. The calm atmosphere had been replaced by the cold. Obviously, because of Chen Changsheng's problems, she was a little unhappy.
After Chen Changsheng asked about the Black Dragon, she raised her right hand and swiped at random in the night breeze with three fingers.
The movement of her fingers is as elusive as the breeze. If it were not for Chen Changsheng's sharp eyesight, and he was very attentive, he could not see clearly, let alone explain what she meant.
Of course, if she understood what she meant, there was nothing to be happy about.
She asked Chen Changsheng: Are you afraid of death?
Chen Changsheng said, he doesn’t want to die, but commitment is a very important thing, and he may face some troublesome problems immediately. If it is not solved well, he may never have the chance to enter the palace again, and he will never have the chance to meet the black dragon again. So he risked asking her.
Qiu Lin was cold, and the woman looked at him quietly for a long time, and suddenly laughed silently, making a gesture: It seems that you are really not afraid of death.
The first sentence is not afraid of death, which represents her displeasure and threat to him, this sentence is not afraid of death, which represents her judgment of him.
This is where she admires him most.
The woman reached out and dipped it in the teacup, wrote a word on the table, then got up and walked towards the palace.
Heiyang did not know where she came from the garden, followed behind her to the forest, and looked back at Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng wanted to send her to the secret door on the wall of the palace as he did last time, but worried that the word on the table would disappear, he had to stay.
The tea is black tea, the soup is thick and red, written on the grayish stone table, very clear.
That's the word "ice".
Chen Changsheng didn't understand. Looking up, where could she see the figure of the woman and the black sheep.
He and the woman couldn't talk, they all spoke mute, and the word was really a mystery.
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(Today is actually the third day of a cold. The first two days were particularly uncomfortable. The writing was particularly difficult, but I am not embarrassed to say, but today the state is really good, and the writing is quite satisfactory... if you can keep it forever Now, this needs to be saved. The next chapter will probably be issued at 8:20. I will see if I can fight for it.)
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