When the waiter saw that Lin Yu was drunk on the table and called "Guest" several times but was unconscious, he rolled his eyes and cursed angrily: "Drunkard, you are so drunk.
He also said that he was not drunk. He said that everyone was drunk and you were the only one awake..."
After complaining for a while, the waiter shook the white towel draped over his shoulders, shook his head and left.
At this moment, a woman in plain clothes walked in. Under the bright moonlight, her graceful and graceful figure was reflected. A goose-yellow ribbon was tied around her slender waist, fluttering in the wind, outlining the figure.
Create perfect and exquisite curves.
Looking from afar, it is the fairy who has come down from the nine heavens. Moreover, her movements reveal a kind of holiness that cannot be tarnished. Even the most evil person will not be disappointed when he sees her for the first time.
Blasphemy.
The woman's face was obscured by a plain veil. Although her true face could not be seen clearly, it gave people a hazy beauty like seeing flowers in the mist. The waiter and a few sporadic guests in the inn were all fascinated by the sight, and they all seemed to have been captured by the woman.
Like weathered stone, it was completely stiff.
Those who drank stopped drinking, those who ate stopped eating, and those who talked stopped talking... Even breathing seemed to have stopped at that moment. In an instant, the entire inn was silent, as if a pin had dropped.
You can hear it really clearly.
The woman did not walk towards the inn, but stood there quietly, staring at Lin Yu's tired and vicissitudes face for a long time.
The woman's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a strange light suddenly flashed in her clear eyes, as if she was crying, but no tears came out.
It's not tears, it's bleeding, it's the heart bleeding...
The woman glanced at the wine jars scattered around the wine table. They were almost empty, giving off a slightly pungent smell of wine. Then she slightly stretched out her slender hands as delicate as green onion, and grabbed a white wine jar.
He put the porcelain wine glass in front of his nose and sniffed it gently. Then he slowly placed the wine glass on the wine table, turned around and walked out of the inn. The fairy-like figure slowly disappeared.
Under the bright moonlight.
After the woman walked away, the waiter finally came to his senses and rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he had just been dreaming or hallucinating. The other customers were basically the same. They really couldn't believe that they were here.
See the legendary fairy here.
Lin Yu suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, his eyes were clear and deep, without any hint of drunkenness. He grabbed the wine glass on the table, smelled it carefully, frowned slightly, and said to himself: "
It smells so familiar, could it be her?"
When he thought of this, Lin Yu subconsciously glanced in the direction where the woman disappeared just now, got up and chased her out.
This scene made the waiter feel like he was dreaming again, and he quickly shouted: "Guest, guest..."
Before the waiter could say the second word "official", he suddenly had something hard in his hand. When he looked down, he saw that it was an ingot of silver.
Looking at the ingot of silver, the waiter's face was full of doubts. He shook his head and murmured to himself: "I really saw a ghost today. I became a drunk cat. How come I was completely awake in the blink of an eye?"
This is incredible..."
The cold moon hangs high, casting its afterglow like a clear spring on the mysterious woman's three thousand green hairs that fall from her shoulders.
After turning a corner, the mysterious woman suddenly stopped and her eyebrows suddenly frowned. Seeing that there was no movement behind her, she quickened her pace and walked forward again.
However, as soon as she took two steps, she suddenly stopped again, and a ripple appeared in her eyes that were as calm as an ancient well.
Lin Yu appeared in front of her at some point. The cold moonlight hit his frosty face, showing some vicissitudes of life. There was a deep and deep light shining in his clear eyes.
"Who are you?" After the two were silent for a moment, Lin Yu squeezed out this sentence through his teeth, with a hint of doubt in his cold tone.
The Susha woman responded in a cold tone: "It has nothing to do with you, don't block my way!"
Lin Yu glanced at her body again with the corner of his eye, and said in a solemn voice: "What if I insist on blocking it?"
The Susha woman snorted coldly and shouted: "Then don't blame me for being rude!"
Before the words could be finished, the two white sleeves were like dancing golden snakes, moving forward together and attacking Lin Yu.
Lin Yu tapped his toes slightly on the ground, and his figure was like a flying dragon. He made several 360-degree rotations in the air, cleverly avoiding the woman's long-sleeved attack.
The woman in plain gauze didn't seem to want to tangle with Lin Yu anymore. She immediately retracted her sleeves and flew towards the moonlight like a nine-day fairy. In the blink of an eye, she completely disappeared from Lin Yu's sight.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and he exclaimed in amazement: "What an elegant movement!"
Then Lin Yu calmed down again, glanced in the direction where the woman disappeared just now, and then secretly frowned and murmured to himself: "That is the direction to Huashan, is she from Huashan?"
?
No, Mrs. Gongsun is the only woman on Mount Hua who can have such physical skills. Looking at her figure and age, she doesn’t look like Mrs. Gongsun. But if it wasn’t Mrs. Gongsun, who could it be? Why was she so late at night?
Going to Huashan?"
All kinds of questions immediately appeared in Lin Yu's mind, giving him a slight ominous premonition. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the blood spirits of the Western Regions he met on Mount Huashan. He couldn't help being startled, and he suddenly mentioned the truth.
Angry, Takong chased after him.
After chasing him into a wilderness, Lin Yu suddenly stopped. The mysterious woman in plain gauze had completely disappeared.
By the afterglow of the hanging cold moon, Lin Yu could roughly identify where he was. When his eyes touched a place, his pupils shrank slightly. A complex light flashed in his clear eyes.
.
This is Yingyue Ancient Well. Why did I suddenly chase him here?
With some doubts in his mind, Lin Yu slowly walked towards the Yingyue Ancient Well.
The ancient well was still as calm as half a year ago, without any ripples. Lin Yu vaguely saw a face in the clear ancient well.
It was a face full of vicissitudes of life, with a hint of fatigue on it. The messy temple hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a pair of deep and dim eyes, decadent, lonely and a little sad, like a heart that had completely lost its brilliance.
And the fallen stars.
"Who is this person?" Lin Yu made a panicked voice deep in his heart.
This voice kept echoing in his ears and floating in his heart: "Who is this person, who is this person..."
Lin Yu subconsciously took two steps back, and then hurriedly glanced around. The surroundings were as quiet as death, and there was no other sound except the whistling wind.
"This person is you, the you you are now, decadent and lonely!" Another cruel and cold voice came from deep in his heart, which made Lin Yu's heart suddenly shake.
Suddenly, Lin Yu saw again the slightly raised smile on the corner of Qi Xiang's mouth under the cold moonlight. It was still so natural and happy.
Then Qi Xiang's natural and happy smile disappeared, turning into Ouyang Yuyan's dazzling bright red and pale smile that remained in his arms...
Lin Yu wanted to wipe away the blood on Ouyang Yuyan's mouth, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Ouyang Yuyan's figure was replaced by a red figure.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lian Hongshang's mouth. It was a smile of relief. As the smile bloomed, the words lingered in Lin Yu's ears: "Xiaoyu, we can't go back.
Is it right?"
Lin Yu shook his head vigorously, with a very painful look on his expression. At this time, he just wanted to end it all quickly, and did not want to continue thinking about these problems, which made him go crazy when he thought about them...
At this moment, a snow-white silk scarf and handkerchief flew over and landed on Lin Yu's face.
A refreshing and faint fragrance rushed into Lin Yu's nose, making him suddenly sober.
"Qing'er!" Lin Yu grabbed the handkerchief and subconsciously called out Liu Ziqing's name.
There are two birds embroidered on the snow-white silk scarf and handkerchief, which look like wild ducks and are crooked. There are faint dark red blood stains on it, which must have dripped from the finger of a beginner embroiderer who pricked his finger with a needle.
When Lin Yu saw the last name signed, he couldn't help being shocked. He saw two characters, one was the character "Yu" and the other was the character ".清".
Moreover, he had seen the word "Qing" in one place, on the dressing table in Qing'er's boudoir. The final date of the signature was: New Year's Eve, and there was a little dark red blood stain between the words "Xi".
Lin Yu stared at the white handkerchief for a long time, and suddenly seemed to understand something: the two wild duck-like birds on the white silk scarf were not wild ducks, but mandarin ducks. The words on it were embroidered by Qing'er,
The faintly visible blood stains should have been left on her finger when she accidentally pricked it with a needle. Although the blood stains have turned dark red now, they are still vaguely identifiable as something that happened in the past few days.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu couldn't help but feel excited. The hand holding the snow-white handkerchief was trembling violently. Then he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and began to mutter incoherently: "Qing'er is still alive.
, Qing'er is still alive. This is Qing'er's
The girl did the embroidery. She has never done embroidery. This must be her first time embroidering this thing. That’s why she embroidered the mandarin duck into that shape and pricked her finger. And the handwriting was all from Qing’er.
Hand. Qing'er is not dead, she is still alive, still alive..."
Just when Lin Yu was ecstatic, there was a figure in the darkness. The cold moonlight hit her face like frost, and watery mist lingered in her clear eyes. Soon two hot tears fell.
, then poured out, flowed down the delicate jade cheeks, dripped onto the ground, and fell into petals.
However, if you observe carefully at this time, it is not difficult to find a happy smile flashing in her misty eyes. That smile is the relaxation after relief, and also a touch of happiness...
Three days later, this smile appeared again, but it was already thousands of miles away in Jiangnan:
Liu Ziqing blinked her big watery eyes and asked: "Sister, what have you been doing these days? I haven't seen you for several days. Qing'er misses her so much!"
Liu Zimeng lovingly stroked her sister's three-thousand-thousand-green hair, and said, "Sister, I miss Qing'er too. By the way, Qing'er, how are you doing with your embroidery?"
Liu Ziqing blinked her big watery eyes again, there was a little mist lingering inside, curled her lips, and said aggrievedly: "The mandarin duck I just embroidered, I don't know where it went. I searched for several days, but it's not there.
Found it. Sister, have you seen it?"
Hearing her sister's question, Liu Zimeng's unrippled eyes swayed with a touch of faint microwave. At that time, she seemed to have returned to three days ago and saw the Yingqing ancient well.
That scene.
Inadvertently, the corners of Liu Zimeng's mouth raised slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile. The smile was the same as the one at the Yingyue Ancient Well three days ago, with relief, relief, and a touch of happiness...