Chapter 299 The city is full of frost and snow, and a statue is as heavy as a mountain
Frost and snow are everywhere.
The boy stood on the city of Lu, staring at the looming Qingping Mountain.
Take out the girl's scroll from the sleeve and let the snowflakes fall on the thrush.
The graceful and graceful Mo Wanyun stood quietly by the side, her jade muscles were better than snow, and her big eyes were facing the eyes in the painting. In a trance, she returned to the foot of Qingping Mountain and met the boy in front of her in the peach blossom forest.
Now the snowflakes are full of peach blossoms.
The figure of the boy is right in front of him.
Mo Wanyun walked to Gu Yusheng silently and whispered: "The snowflakes in Lucheng are flying non-stop, but unfortunately there are no peach blossoms in spring, and Qingping Mountain is farther away after all."
Gu Yusheng took the pen and drew the thrush for a girl on the scroll, making the young paintings of that year more full and charming. Gu Yusheng stopped writing and gently put the scroll in his heart, looking back and said, "It's not the pen of the past, it can't be painted late."
Yun, you are beautiful now."
"Puff!"
Mo Wanyun smiled sweetly.
"I'm the same as I did back then."
"no the same."
Gu Yusheng shook his head gently.
“Where is different?”
Mo Wanyun was a little nervous.
Gu Yusheng turned around and stood against Mo Wanyun and looked at him. His hand gently stroked the snowflakes on Mo Wanyun's shoulder.
"You could be leaning down on the roof, and I could see two bright stars when I looked up."
Mo Wanyun's eyes are extremely bright.
She raised her hand and pointed to the top of the mountain.
"This mountain can be seen from the stars, which is completely different from the previous sky."
After saying that, Mo Wanyun returned to Gu Yusheng's words just now, "What about now? She smiled and showed her dimples, and raised her eyebrows gently."
Gu Yusheng touched his nose and withdrew his gaze and looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky: "I'm staring at the abyss."
hiss!
Gu Yusheng grinned.
Mo Wanyun secretly pinched his arm.
Mo Wanyun pretended to be angry and shy, "It's just that my grandfather made me more reserved. After all, he was a gentleman from the back mountain. He couldn't ruin his reputation as a master. Have you forgotten that I was chasing you in that peach blossom forest."
"I forgot."
Gu Yusheng touched his nose, turned around and ran away.
"Look for a fight."
Mo Wanyun chased Gu Yusheng.
The two of them chased and played on the thick and tall walls of Lucheng.
Time when snowflakes fly, it makes the years very slow.
The young man in white clothes met a girl with a young age as beautiful as honey. This snow on earth seemed to be falling for the two of them.
Walking through the streets, buy a bunch of candied haws, you bite it, I bite it.
Standing in front of the old man who was pinched candy, the weathered old man pinched a pair of jasper beauties, gave him a few pieces of silver, and then bought an oil paper umbrella in the wind and snow, standing on the bridge of Feihua in Lucheng, looking at it
The endless river rushes into the distance.
The ambition of a young man is just like the long river, and one day he will rush eastward to the sea.
The first-class person in the world that I once promised has never been forgotten.
The hand that holds an umbrella to cover the snow for the girl can also hold the sword that changes her destiny.
Hold up a sky with an umbrella.
I met the peddlers and pawns in the downtown Lucheng with Mo Wanyun, and also passed by the mortal world who were panicked about the broken silver.
The hunched beggar boy curled up on the cold corner of the street, with his head tied with grass rings and his hair tied with hemp ropes. The cold weather was frozen and his body was shivering.
The four words "selling one's body and burying a relative" are crooked.
The story plots often mentioned by teahouse storytellers happen around you.
There are many people watching.
No one is generous.
The beggar boy was watched, his eyes filled with panic and confusion.
At the age of twelve or thirteen, he endured the cold winter and the coldness and ruthlessness of the world. In his arms, he held a blue cloth bag and regarded it as the most precious thing.
The old man who was ruthlessly trampled on the horse's hooves was lying on the hay, and the blood in his body had long been dried up and flowed away.
When Gu Yusheng stopped.
Mo Wanyun also stopped.
Gu Yusheng's eyes are filled with memories.
There was a bit of sadness and sympathy on Mo Wanyun's face.
Gu Yusheng had a bag of silver in his palm.
Mo Wanyun also had a nipples with her teeth, and she carried a few coarse grain dry cakes that could fill her stomach.
Both handed them in front of the beggar boy.
The beggar boy hurriedly kowtowed.
He first took the dry cakes handed over by Mo Wanyun and chewed them voraciously.
Even if he was swallowing it, the beggar boy held the green cloth bag tightly.
The beggar boy swallowed a few bites and looked at Gu Yusheng. His pupils suddenly shrank. The green cloth bag he was holding tightly fell to the ground with a slight blue cloth spreading, and the green cloth was not the money to survive.
Eat.
It's a lifelike wood sculpture.
Wow!
When the wood carvings revealed the crowd, bursts of exclamations came from the crowd, and some people showed fear on their faces, as if they were afraid of being involved in trouble and left in a hurry.
Some people also showed gloating smiles on their faces.
Someone even shouted loudly: "This boy is not aware of his life or death, but he dares to hide a picture of taboos in private!"
When Gu Yusheng in front of him saw the wooden sculpture with his true appearance, he suddenly became wood in place, his eyes did not blink, and his bright eyes were covered with a layer of fog.
He reached out his hand, his knuckles trembled slightly.
Wood carvings have not been touched yet.
The beggar boy didn't care about the bag of silver and the food given by Mo Wanyun. He hugged his hands and hid the statue in his arms. He said to Gu Yusheng with a firm and begging gaze: "I can sell myself to you as a slave to you."
, This thing was entrusted to me by my grandfather. If it is not sold, it will not be sold for a thousand or ten thousand dollars."
Gu Yusheng's hand was hanging in the air, and he squatted down little by little, his voice was also hoarse.
"Can I see it?"
The beggar boy looked at Gu Yusheng vigilantly, as if he had put all his trust this time.
"Big brother, you and my grandfather carved the wood image look like it." ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Gu Yusheng's eyes were slightly red.
The lifelike wood carving.
It is the greatest and tallest mountain in my life.
When Gu Yusheng held the statue in both hands, his lips trembled slightly.
After passing through the mountains and rivers and years, I met my father again, and the mountains and seas were silent. The wood carvings were as heavy as mountains. What I held in my hands was the heavy father's love that had never been forgotten.
Memories remained on the back of the Qingyun, a bearish sword.
now.
Gu Yusheng had grown up, and he finally saw his father's face, eyes, nose, mouth, and a gentle and elegant smile.
But.
That majestic mountain.
After all, it's just a cold wood carving.
"Father."
Gu Yusheng shouted silently.
His eyes gradually became stronger and calm, like this mountain and a city, calm and quiet, like fatherly love, with great love silent.
"Can you give it to me?"
Gu Yusheng looked at the beggar boy expectantly.
The beggar boy's eyes gradually became brighter.
He nodded hard.
"Big brother, you will treasure it for my grandfather, right?"
"right."
Gu Yusheng said solemnly.
Behind.
A team of soldiers rushed over, and the beggar boy and the taboo statues were not something that Lucheng could exist.
Mo Wanyun on the side would not let people approach Gu Yusheng, so she dusted a few snowflakes and took the lives of those soldiers.
"Life well."
Gu Yusheng patted the beggar boy's shoulder and helped him up.
"If you learn some skills, you won't be bullied by this world."