The swan fell down and used its beak to get close to it. Han Shaer timidly stepped back and took out the feather from his heart. As if he remembered something, he walked out, walked around, and returned to the same place. He didn't know the way.
I don't know where I'm going... The swan shed tears, and the red tears are like the cuckoo crying blood... Han Shaer is no longer timid, no matter how close the swan is, his eyes are still dull, and he can't shed a single tear.
In addition to eating and sleeping, Han Shaer knew how to move stones. After moving the nearby ones and the far ones, a wall gradually built up around the ancient tree.
Huohuo went back and forth to school, and loved to stay there for a while, talking to Han Shaer, often crying, and sometimes crying loudly. This ancient tree was arranged in a triangle with the school and the Han family, and they played a lot under the tree. Suddenly I remembered
Three years ago, when I brought Zhongyue and Bingyue to fold dragonflies here, Han Shaer eavesdropped on the conversation between Jingtangmu and Jingjiren. When she played with Jing Yanggang, she called him a fool - damn it!
Why am I so cruel? Could it be that I cursed him... I beat my chest and felt regretful secretly.
Han Shaer was very indifferent to Huohuo and Jing Yanggang. They helped to build up the stones, but they didn't appreciate it and always removed them and put them up again.
Gradually, Huo Huo became discouraged...
The swans flew in early and stayed together for a while. Whenever there was any movement, they would fly away or hide. When winter turned to spring, the swans also disappeared.
Han Shaer still enjoys building the wall. When the wind blows, a lot of dust will be blown, and some of it will stay in the cracks of the stones. Moistened by the pattering spring rain, nameless weeds and wild flowers emerge, weaving a green brocade.
Stone wreath of flowers.
In summer, violent storms washed more soil from top to bottom, blocking the stone wall on the lower half of the slope. The half-acre round pond held water, and the old and sickly trees were full of vitality, with branches and leaves like branches.
Like a lid, thick and lush.
Zhongyue and Bingyue went to school one after another. They would play with their brother for a while during recess or when they took their brother to eat, scratching his crotch and teasing him while blindfolded. Han Shaer laughed innocently twice, but nothing happened. Hua Jiumei had no complaints.
He has no regrets and takes good care of his food, drink, diarrhea and sleep. Han Chunwang puts all his energy into developing medicines. Any precious medicinal materials will be sent to him by the Chalukou Hotel as long as he needs them. Taking medicine and assisting with massage, Han Shaer's eyes are like,
Gradually it became less dull.
When the teachers, Gou Shiyun, Jing Dezhen and others saw Han Shaer, they sighed with regret.
The four great swordsmen of Quanxia Village each lost their left arm and no longer checked for directions. Outsiders went up the mountain. Two of them were responsible for leading the way and sending them out. When they got closer to the Han family, the other two wandered nearby.
Mr. Hua was promoted to the fourth rank of Yizhou Prefecture, and was appointed as Inspector General. When Yu Yanzi visited Hua Jiumei, he felt extremely sad for Han Shaer and unintentionally made him angry.
After Huo Huo was promoted to Mountain Swordsman and Jing Yang was promoted to Prairie Swordsman, they both encountered a bottleneck in their advancement, leaving Gou Shiyun to make a dilemma.
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In the late autumn of the fifty-sixth year of Dade, Emperor Lixing passed away, the government and the public were shaken, undercurrents surged, the rivers and lakes were swaying, and chaotic clouds flew across - a storm, a storm is coming!
The four great swordsmen in Quanxia Village received a message from Fei Ge: The young master made a mistake and will be executed immediately!
Han Shaer had regained some of his consciousness, and seemed to have an impression of the Chinese character face, so he uttered a few words: "You are looking for me?"
Guozi said with a face: "I'm sorry! I give orders from Feng to send the children on their way! When you get there, don't hate us."
"On the road?" Han Shaer repeated, confused.
The Chinese character face couldn't bear for him to act like a fool, so he said: "They won't let you live, and there's nothing we can do about it."
"Take the road? Kill me?" Han Shaer seemed to understand.
The Chinese-character face nodded and stepped forward with the sword in hand: "I will do it very gently and without pain."
Han Shaer ran back to the tree hole and threw a small stone. There was also a small tree hole in the big tree hole, allowing only him to stay.
Fortune is playing tricks on people! The Chinese-character face is both lamentable and ridiculous. He made a gesture and surrounded the tree hole on both sides——
Whoosh! Whoosh... Several sleeve arrows and darts came over!
The shopkeeper and man of the Fork Road Hotel, more than 30 people came rushing over!
"Put down your weapons! I won't die if you wait!" the male shopkeeper shouted loudly.
Awl Face is good at sneak attacks. He wants to kill Han Shaer first, and then fight to the death with the attacker. As soon as he takes a step, two sleeve arrows burrow into his calves.
Guo Zi Lian gave an order, and the four of them fought with the hotel clerk. How could a majestic swordsman not be able to deal with a group of sweepers and waiters?
Unexpectedly, the skill of sweeping the floor and carrying dishes is not weak, and the minimum is above the swordsman, especially the male shopkeeper, who is even more shocked to reach the level of six-star and six-ring great protector!
The big shopkeeper's thunderous tactics knocked down Zi Lian in a few rounds, and cut off his head with a "pop" of his knife.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The remaining three great swordsmen were outnumbered and were stabbed and chopped down respectively, and their heads were cut off.
The chief shopkeeper led everyone to kneel down and shouted: "Young Master, please get up and return to the capital immediately!"
"Young Master?" Han Shaer murmured, seeming to have an impression...
It was noon when Hua Jiumei heard the noise and came over. Just as she was about to speak out, Han Chunwang covered her mouth and dragged her home.
"It's bad! Boss! They're coming up!" a waiter reported.
One or two hundred black-clothed and masked men were pressing down on the ground like a dark cloud——