At dawn, the crow of cocks broke through the night.
In Yunxi Town, Niuti Alley, in the tea shop, He Xu was lying on the kang, sleeping soundly.
He sleeps very poorly, tossing and turning twenty or thirty times at night, and likes to push on the quilt, so he always catches colds in the winter and has a runny nose all year round.
In his sleep, He Xu subconsciously looked towards the other side of the pit, but there was nothing around him. He was startled and suddenly jumped up from the top of the kang.
"Sister?" He rubbed his sleepy eyes.
On the chair opposite, the blind girl's originally gray and dull eyes glowed again. He Xi looked at He Xu and burst into tears.
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" He Xu threw himself into He Xi's arms and rolled up his sleeves to help her wipe away her tears.
He Xi smiled with tears in her eyes and touched He Xu's little head: "I haven't seen He Xu for so many years. I didn't expect that he has grown so tall..."
He Xu's face was as dark as Xia Ze's, sunburnt, with bumps and bruises on his body, newly scabbed wounds, old and new scars, and few good spots. The girl looked at her brother's appearance, and felt even more sad in her heart.
"You must have suffered a lot in these years..." The girl hugged her brother tightly and spoke in a choked voice.
"Sister! What's wrong with you!" He Xu asked in confusion as he broke away from He Xi's arms.
He suddenly noticed He Xi's sad but radiant eyes, and suddenly said in surprise: "Sister, can you really see me?"
He Xi nodded, hugged her brother tightly, tears couldn't stop falling, and the other eye, which was still gray, was even colder.
The girl's face kept changing, sometimes cold, sometimes painful, as if there were two different people fighting for control of the body.
Finally, she choked out and said: "I'm sorry, He Xu, you have to be good..."
He Xu suddenly raised his head in fright, but what he came into contact with was He Xi's cold and ruthless eyes. His sister's tenderness and care were annihilated little by little, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.
She put He Xu on the bed and walked slowly outside the house. When she stepped across the threshold, she turned her head and looked at the unconscious He Xu. Her eyes were full of greed, like a hungry beast, coveting the food.
Delicious poultry.
He Xi's scolding came from the heart lake, and the strange He Xi frowned, and then quietly left Yunxi Town.
Xia Ze naturally didn't know everything that happened in the town.
After the battle last night, there were only a few sect teams who insisted on entering the mountain. Including Xia Ze and Song Xi, there were three or four teams in total. However, after Wu Zhuan exchanged greetings, he acted like a god and didn't want to talk to them.
, even the nostrils are omitted to look at people.
I originally thought that riding on Wu Zhui's east wind would save me a lot of trouble along the way, but after being rejected one after another, I had no choice but to keep a distance.
Tongzifeng is named because of its steep slope and the shape of the mountain, which looks like a boy squatting on the ground. There is a bright cave of about ten feet at the bottom of the mountain. After passing through, you will come to the Locust Crossing Stone, the only place that can cross the surging river.
bridge.
The heavy fog dissipated, and the lineup of the stone bridge on the Locust Ferry gradually appeared in front of everyone. Xia Ze, Mu Tao and the others were riding horses and walking on the stone bridge. Under the bridge was the rolling river. The current was rapid and had been flowing for many years.
Washed by the river, many jagged and strange rocks were left on the rocks on both sides, which are magnificent and magnificent.
Although Wu Zhuan did not ride a horse, his walking speed was not inferior to anyone else's. He was calm and calm and could always stay by Xia Ze's side.
Nie Yueming and Su Xian were also riding horses, following closely behind Mr. Song. The woman looked at the leader of the team, Wu Zui, who was wearing unstained white clothes. He was made of jade and gold, and in his eyes,
Somewhat different brilliance.
This time, Nie Yueming had a grimace and remained silent on the horse. Last night, Song Xi tried his best to save his two lives, but now he did not dare to yell at Mr. Song again. He was anxiously guessing that Mu Tao would meet
His ugly deeds of committing murder will not be made public.
"Thousands of years ago, Mawai Tomb was an ancient battlefield for immortals. Countless immortals, sects, and warriors fought and fought here, and finally all died here. According to legend, the locust crossing the stone arch bridge was a certain immortal flying with his sword.
Transformed by locusts."
As Wu Zhui walked, he explained to the people behind him that this stone arch bridge, which is two miles long, has no guardrails or slopes and can only accommodate two horses. They go back and forth to each other and connect Tongzifeng straightly.
Weeping graves in two places.
If it hadn't been transformed by an immortal's sword, as the rumors say, it would be hard to imagine how ordinary people could build such a long and narrow arch bridge in this rushing river.
Walking to the center, an old man wearing a yellow straw raincoat was fishing on the bridge, blocking everyone's way. The woman next to him, in her early thirties, held a bamboo basket wrapped in cloth in her hand, and her hair was neatly dressed.
The majestic Chaoyun is wearing a fragrant bun, wearing a thin robe, her teeth are like braided shells, and she is full of charm, giving her the charm of a mature woman.
"Old sir, we are going to the mountain to worship our ancestors. Can you give way and let us pass?" Fu Qi dismounted and bowed.
The old man glanced at him, as if he disliked the bad luck of the talisman. He turned his head, holding the fishing rod, and continued to look at the roaring river.
Fu Qi was a little confused for a moment. In this rolling river, the fish might not even have a chance to turn upside down. What was he fishing for?
The woman beside her felt secretly happy when she saw several handsome young men coming across from her. She gave her a blessing and walked towards the group of people.
"Sir, would you like some freshly baked steamed buns?" She smiled, put on a glamorous pose, and deliberately straightened her high chest.
After saying this, she quickly took a look at the young man riding on the horse in front of her. His skin was a little darker, and his dress was not flattering, but his foundation was not bad. It was the girl on the other white horse next to her.
He doesn't seem to be easy to mess with, so I think he has an owner.
Behind him were two young men, one fat and one thin. They were fair and clean, and were dressed as if they belonged to a wealthy family. The thinner one acted like a serious young master. When he saw what he had done, he muttered something.
Not very nice words.
She laughed in her heart. She had seen so many ordinary people who pretended to be gentlemen. In the end, they would fall under her pomegranate skirt and linger. When she took him back to the cave, they called him the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Rules. She threw them all away.
Behind the head!
When she finally saw Wu Zhuo's true appearance, Qinghuang couldn't help but exclaimed in her heart that something was wrong, as if there was a spring elk gnawing at her heart.
If she had known that there was such a fine and handsome young man, why would she waste her time on ordinary men? Even Song Xi, Nie Yueming and others didn't bother to look at him, so they jogged a few steps towards Wu Zhui.
"Sir, would you like some freshly baked steamed buns? They are still hot right now, why don't you leave them for dry food on the way?"
When she said this, there was a fragrance of fragrant grass emanating from the woman's body. I don't know what kind of spices were used. The person who smelled it would gradually feel itchy and unbearable. For example, Nie Yueming, who had been staring at the woman somewhere, was at this moment.
Scratching the liver and scratching the cheeks, the heat is unbearable.
Wu Zhuo still kept the smile on his face and said softly: "In this wilderness, there is moisture everywhere. Where did the woman light the cooking fire? What is the filling of this steamed bun?"
The woman stared at Wu Zhuan's handsome face, fearing that if she missed a single glance, she would regret it for the rest of her life. She lifted up the blue cloth cover, took out a steaming big white bun, put it in Wu Zhuan's hand, and even touched it intentionally or unintentionally in his palm.
After drawing a few circles, he reluctantly took his hand back.
"Ten miles west of here is my home. Knowing that someone is going to the mountain to worship ancestors today, I specially sell them here to help support my family. These buns have bean paste filling and beef filling. I hope you don't dislike it and buy more."
The woman's delicate tone was a little too artificial in Mu Tao Xia Ze's ears, but for some lustful ghosts, it was just right.
Xia Ze and Mu Tao looked at the water nearly ten miles to the west and smiled at each other.
The editor also made it look a bit similar.
Wu Zhui opened a bun, and the aroma emanated from it. He joked half-truthfully: "Madam, is this made of human flesh? Or is it filled with Mongolian sweat medicine? If it turns numb, I want to use it to make meat fillings? Xiaosheng
You're timid and haven't seen the world, so don't hurt me."
"As my guest said, you are so fair that even the country women fall in love with you when they see you. It's too late to offer you food and drink, so how could you be harmed?" The woman smiled brightly, almost
He wanted to laugh and fall into Wu Zhuan's arms.
Song Xi couldn't stand it anymore and put his hands on his hips and cursed: "We have been dealing with each other for decades, so don't take advantage of others by wearing human skins. Take your things and get out of here."
The woman who was disturbed from her good business glared at him angrily, then reluctantly walked out of Wu Zhuan's arms, straightened up her manners, and said angrily: "Since Mr. Song has spoken, let's just do business and pay for it."
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As he said this, he did not forget to flirt with Wu Zhuan.
"Grandpa Song paid for it? What did he pay for?" Xia Ze asked.
Mr. Song explained: "These two mountain spirits and wild monsters who don't know where they came from have been here to rob me since my first year as a headhunter. In this vast river, the Locust Crossing Stone Arch Bridge is the only way to the Locust Crossing."
If you don't give him a reward when you get to the bridge, he will be violent and put you in a dilemma."
Song Xi pursed his lips. Under the stone bridge hung several pieces of clothes from the mountain people that had been washed by the river, and there were still stains of unwashed blood on them.
He took out two ingots of gold and was about to give them to Qinghuang. Unexpectedly, Xia Ze grabbed him and pushed them back to Song Xi. He said in a loud voice: "I'm sorry, madam, I give you this money every year. This year I have to change the rules."
, my wife is very strict about whether she wants money or not. Do you want to let her go or not?"
The woman sneered: "You're a handsome guy, but I didn't expect that you're still a bitch? Why? I'll be beaten to death today without giving you any money? Then just spend it here and see if you have the ability to do it."
Where does the Migratory Locust Ferry go back and forth?”
Mu Tao smiled, beckoned and said, "Sister-in-law, you have misunderstood. I am in charge of the family, and the man can't talk. All the money is in my package."
After hearing this, Qing Huang's face became a little better. He walked to Mu Tao and stretched out his hand: "Since this is the lady in charge, please bring the money."
Mu Tao smiled sweetly, took out something and placed it in his green and yellow palm.
Suddenly, he heard a stabbing sound and Qinghuang screamed sharply. He looked down and saw a demon-suppressing talisman stuck in the palm of his hand.