The fresh sunshine turned her two black eyes into black gems, and their brilliance could not be concealed even by her dirty face.
He thought: "It's my aunt's birthday. In previous years, I couldn't pick out a good birthday gift, so I could only kowtow. This year, I will dig out your eyeballs and let the craftsman shine on your eyeballs to make a pair of black ones."
Gemstone earrings, my aunt must like them very much."
Song Huiyue couldn't reply and rolled her eyes hugely.
After struggling for a while, Zhang Xutang couldn't walk anymore and sat on a tree stump, breathing heavily.
"It's a pity that Xiaowei is gone. Xiaowei is the smartest. He knows what I want to do without me opening my mouth. With him here, everyone else is just a lump in the tree."
After he took a breath, he continued to walk and scolded, and he did not take the usual path, and went to the dense areas with trees and grass. Surprisingly, he was not walking randomly, but brought Song Huiyue into an abandoned nunnery.
The nunnery didn't even have a gate. The yard was knee-deep in withered grass, tangled branches, and the walls were mottled and dilapidated. There was a pair of mulberry wood tables and chairs inside, with moss growing on the table.
A shrine and a standing cabinet in front were also covered with dust.
Zhang Xutang threw Song Huiyue to the ground and sat on a stool to catch his breath.
Song Huiyue calmed down and looked around. She found that the place was not only broken, but also small. The window paper was full of holes. The mountain wind got in through these holes and blew the curtains into swirls.
Lying on the cold ground, the cold air penetrated bit by bit from the gap between her shoulders, making her shiver uncontrollably and close her eyes.
The nunnery suddenly became quiet, and the only sound left was the two of them breathing more and more tiredly.
Zhang Xutang's eyelids began to fight up and down. He was very sleepy, and his hunger was looming. His attention turned from Song Huiyue back to himself, and he wanted to jump into the river in frustration.
In order to make himself less sleepy, he walked to Song Huiyue and knelt down to look at her carefully.
After watching for a moment, he stretched out his hand to pry off Song Huiyue's eyelids, pulling her out into a strange look.
Song Huiyue was beautiful, and her eyes were exceptionally bright and agile. However, she was so stubborn that she turned into a living donkey, which made Zhang Xutang regretful and felt that her eyes were in the wrong place.
Song Huiyue tilted her head to dodge, Zhang Xutang held her head down and sneered: "I am not the King of Jin who hides behind women, but I don't have the patience to coax you."
Facing Song Huiyue's unruly face, he felt very interesting.
If a woman is too tame, she will lose a lot of charm. The colder Song Huiyue is, the more interested he becomes.
Forcibly opening Song Huiyue's eyes, Song Huiyue had no choice but to open her eyes and endure it for a moment. Zhang Xutang took advantage of it and began to move his hands around Song Huiyue's body.
Song Huiyue couldn't bear it any longer, so she suddenly raised her legs and kicked Zhang Xutang hard.
She kicked with great force, her legs were on Zhang Xutang's shoulders, knocking him to the ground.
Zhang Xutang cursed loudly, Li Yu stood up from the ground, dragged Song Huiyue's hair forward, and pulled her to sit up, but Zhang Xutang fought back.
Not to be outdone, she continued to kick Zhang Xutang with her legs.
The two of them went back and forth, and after three rounds, they were both exhausted, each took a step back, and the fight ended in a tie.
Zhang Xutang didn't dare to flirt with Song Huiyue anymore. He dragged the stools and tables to the door to block them, then put his two arms on the table to make a circle, tilted his head in the circle, closed his eyes and meditated.
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Song Huiyue watched with cold eyes and did not hear his snoring. Her breathing was always heavy, and sometimes she would take a long breath as if she could not breathe, proving that he was still awake.
She hoped that this stalemate wouldn't last too long and that Zhang Xutang could fall asleep before everyone in the Zhang family arrived.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xutang unconsciously opened his legs wider and wider, forming a long figure eight. His back was bowed section by section, and his arms changed from a tight circle to a loose shape.
The sound of breathing gradually became longer and longer.
Song Huiyue struggled hard and freed her hands from the ropes that had been loosened during the fight. She stood up and took gentle steps toward the door, trying to squeeze out of him.
Zhang Xutang also shook his head slightly.
She immediately changed direction and walked towards the window.
The window is a lattice window, which is in a state of decay. With a slight touch, the wood is like mud that can be kneaded by anyone.
Breaking out a hole in the window, she stepped on the wall with one foot, stepped on the window lattice with one foot, and slipped out of the hole easily and flexibly.
The sky and earth outside the window are vast. Looking around, you can see towering peaks, shrouded in clouds and mist. Looking down, you can see the Xiang River rushing away, densely packed houses, and white smoke rising from the dead vines and old trees.
However, when the gaze went down to the feet, there was only a palm's length to rest on, and then there were large sections of high and dangerous steep slopes, with mountains and rocks, sparse vegetation, and no path to be found.
No wonder Zhang Xutang only guarded the door.
Song Huiyue stood tremblingly on a palm-sized rock, hunched over and squatted down, then stretched one leg as far as possible and landed on the next rock.
I pushed lightly and felt that the rock was very stable, so I put my strength on this leg, stretched out my arm and hooked a pine branch, pulled it, and found it was very solid, so I hung on and took a step down.
Her eyes were constantly searching for available rocks and branches. Her legs became iron skewers and were firmly nailed to the rocks. She exerted enough strength on her toes to grip the ground.
The roots of some branches were not deeply pierced, and a slight tug would pull up the gravel, which would slowly fall down. Some stones looked hard, but they could not bear her weight and would break when she stepped on them. She had no choice but to lift two of them.
One hand also turned into a steel claw, hooking onto any object that could be attached.
I don't know whether the wind is coming from top to bottom or from bottom to top. People and everything in the world are trembling.
She had to be extremely careful to prevent herself from being shattered to pieces.
She couldn't breathe anymore, so she could only open her mouth to breathe. As she exhaled and inhaled, the hot air drifted away, and she felt how embarrassed she was at this moment.
Her bun was hooked by the branches, her hair was as messy as a madman, her clothes were in a mess, and the original color could not be seen. Even the beggars on the street were not as embarrassed as her.
When Song Huiyue was fleeing downstairs, Zhang Xutang suddenly twitched his hands and feet during his short sleep and woke up.
His heart was beating fast. He dreamed that he fell off a cliff. He touched his heart and sat up straight. He looked at the empty nunnery in confusion for a moment before he woke up.
He was confused at first, then he stood up suddenly, walked to the standing cabinet under the shrine, opened it, and found nothing inside except dust.
Then he quickly walked to the window, stuck his head out of the hole, and narrowed his eyes due to the wind.
At the same time, he also saw the figure of Song Huiyue - a small figure, as if she had a tacit understanding, she also raised her head and glanced at him.
After seeing it, the figure accelerated its descent.
"Song Huiyue!" Zhang Xutang shouted at the top of his lungs. Song Huiyue didn't answer, but there was an echo in the mountain, and there was also a whistle.
It's his people who are coming!
But it was still too far away. If she waited any longer, Song Huiyue would run away.