After walking two streets, I saw a small stall. The stall owner was an old man. His body was a little stooped and his movements were a little slow. When he opened the lid of a big pot in front of him, it was steaming. From a distance, Nalan Fengjin could smell the fragrance.
.There are simple tables and chairs next to the stall, but there are several diners.
Nalan Fengjin bought a bowl and sat down to eat. She ate the wontons one bite at a time. The wontons were very fragrant and she was very satisfied. Thinking of Nalan Xuyan's refusal to eat roadside food, she thought that people like Nalan Xuyan were trying to eat.
I have never experienced such delicious food. As soon as I thought of this, I saw two people riding towards me, Du Yuze and his book boy.
Du Yuze seemed to be preoccupied and did not notice Nalan Fengjin who was eating on the roadside. The horse walked slowly, and the sound of kicking was very clear in the dark alley.
But when the book boy saw Nalan Fengjin, he called out in a low voice: "Young Master."
Du Yuze looked slightly sideways when he heard the sound, and then heard the book boy say: "Young Master, your friend."
Following the book boy's gaze, Du Yuze saw Nalan Fengjin. His eyes changed in an instant. He turned back to the book boy and said, "You go back first, I'll be back in a moment."
The book boy hesitated, "Young Master..."
Du Yuze said: "No problem, let's go."
The boy thought for a while and said, "Yes." Then he rode off.
Du Yuze saw Nalan Fengjin smiling brightly at him, and the corner of his mouth also raised a smile. But the smile was only half raised. He didn't know what he suddenly thought of, and his smile became a little bitter.
He dismounted, tied the horse to the side of the road, and strolled over. Nalan Fengjin moved a little bit, lifted up his clothes, and casually sat down next to Nalan Fengjin.
Du Yuze was a bit tall, and it was difficult to stretch his legs when sitting on such a bench. The low bench and table immediately seemed narrow. Nalan Fengjin smiled at him and said, "Do you want to eat? I'll treat you." Seeing that Du Yuze was a little hesitant.
, Nalan Fengjin hurriedly added: "It's very delicious."
Du Yuze frowned slightly and nodded.
Nalan Fengjin hurriedly shouted: "Old man, have another bowl of the same thing."
The old man selling wontons nodded and put some more wontons into the pot.
Nalan Fengjin asked: "Have you eaten?"
Du Yuze said: "You have eaten, but you haven't eaten?"
Nalan Fengjin nodded and said: "Since you have eaten, I will help you eat the wontons when they come later." She actually just wanted to eat, and originally planned to get another bowl, but happened to meet Du Yuze, so she asked
With such a high-sounding reason, we can treat guests and have something to eat at the same time. Kill two birds with one stone.
Du Yuze smiled faintly, looking at her satisfied smile every time she ate a wonton, and gave a shallow but clear "Hmm."
The wontons came quickly. Du Yuze symbolically picked up one and ate it, then put down his spoon. Seeing that he didn't want to eat, Nalan Fengjin was not polite. He stretched his spoon into the bowl in front of Du Yuze and scooped up one. The dumplings were steaming hot.
She put it to her mouth, blew on it, and ate it, then another, and then another...
Du Yuze only ate one from the beginning to the end, and kept watching her eat. His mind gradually became a little trance... Are some things destiny and cannot be avoided? Are some people destined to neither ask for nor be able to ask for. He looked at
She was unwilling to let go of even the smallest actions. She was both greedy and resisting. She didn't want to look, but she kept looking intently. Her chest was obviously filled with bitterness but she couldn't control it for some reason. Until she watched her eat.
He ate the last wonton. The natural look made him feel a little stirred in his heart.
After eating the wontons, Nalan Fengjin rushed to pay the ten cents generously and generously. Afterwards, he said to Du Yuze, who was rushing to pay the money but was rejected by the old man selling wontons because he didn't have enough money: "I've agreed to treat you this time."
, I pay, I pay, you can ask for it next time.”
Du Yuze said softly: "Okay." But when he thought about the future, his eyes darkened.
The night wind blew by, and Nalan Fengjin, who had eaten well, stretched out and walked slowly in the streets with Du Yuze, who was holding the horse. The horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone road in the dark alley, and the sound of kicking was clear.
And there is a rhythm. It is like a kind of beautiful music, making the cold moonlight falling on the world in this late autumn seem gentle and gentle.
Du Yuze asked: "Where do you live?"
Nalan Fengjin said: "The Nanjiang Inn is two blocks away from here."
Du Yuze said: "Where do you plan to go?"
Nalan Fengjin said: "I can't say for sure yet."
Du Yuze said lightly: "I wonder when we can meet again?"
Yes, I don’t know when we will see each other again. Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Nalan Fengjin’s mouth was a bit far-fetched, but it was only for a moment. In the blink of an eye, his smile became brighter and he said loudly: "The days are long, and when the flowers bloom next spring, I will go
Look at you."
Du Yuze didn't seem to be happy because of these words, and still said with a cold expression: "It's a deal."
"Well, it's a deal." Nalan Fengjin nodded and said with a smile, "Don't forget, you still owe me a meal."
"I won't forget." Du Yuze said lightly.
The two streets soon arrived, and Du Yuze sent Nalan Fengjin to the outside of Nanjiang Inn.
Nalan Fengjin said goodbye to him and was about to go in when he heard Du Yuze ask: "Are you still healing?"
Nalan Fengjin smiled and replied: "My injury is much better, you don't have to worry about it."
Du Yuze didn't ask any more questions. He watched Nalan Fengjin enter the inn, his figure completely disappeared from sight, and then he turned around and mounted his horse.
When Nalan Fengjin entered the inn, her heart was a little panicked. Something seemed to be stirring in her heart. She felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
It was almost midnight. Nalan Fengjin entered the west courtyard of the inn and saw Ling Yinglie sitting on the roof. Others would have been shocked. There was a man in black sitting on the roof in the middle of the night, but Nalan Fengjin
But Feng Jin has long been accustomed to it. Ling Yinglie doesn't go to the room that night. It's abnormal if he doesn't go to the room.
I just don’t know when he came back. Now he has eaten and drank enough and is not sleepy. Nalan Fengjin secretly feels lucky. His injuries are much better. His breath is smooth. His inner breath seems to be purer than before. He is secretly happy in his heart.
, then he tentatively raised his breath and used Qinggong to fly up to the roof. His breath was not hindered at all when he exhaled and inhaled. Ling Yinglie took out the long flute from his waist and started playing.
Nalan Fengjin heard the sound of the flute and looked at Ling Yinglie.
Tomorrow was the last day for her to detoxify him. She had already promised that she would not poison him again, and he firmly believed it. After tomorrow, he would not have to see Ling Yinglie again.
At this moment, Nalan Fengjin hugged his legs and listened to Ling Ying playing the flute under the bright moon.
She stretched and regained consciousness for a while, then jumped off the roof and saw Chu Tianyou standing in the yard. She couldn't help but be overjoyed: "God bless you, you are back." Nalan Fengjin choked up suddenly, "You are finally back.
Already."
Chu Tianyou didn't say much. He glanced at Ling Yinglie on the roof and picked up Nalan Fengjin and carried him into the house.
Nalan Fengjin knew that Chu Tianyou wanted to heal herself, so he checked her pulse. Chu Tianyou just frowned. Without saying a word, he directly stuffed the Nine-turn Huiyang Pill made by the thousand-year-old Snow Lotus into Nalan Fengjin's mouth.
inside.
The Nine-Zhuan Huiyang Pill has the effect of bringing the dead back to life and is hard to find. Using this to heal wounds is the fastest. The Nine-Zhuan Huiyang Pill melts in the mouth.
Nalan Fengjin's luck inspired Mu Chunfeng's mental skills. In fact, she didn't care at all that she would be injured so seriously this time, and her entire meridians were in disorder.
Without the Nine-turn Huiyang Pill, Mu Chunfeng would be of no use no matter how powerful he was. Now he was no longer afraid. A week later, Nalan Fengjin spat out a mouthful of blood. The obstructive feeling in his heart disappeared, and he only felt refreshed.
"Sect Master, can you stop working so hard in the future?" Chu Tianyou was speechless.
"Hehe." Nalan Fengjin grinned. "Is this an accident?"
"What's going on with him?" Chu Tianyou looked at the roof.
"I fell into my autumn leaves. The problem is that I didn't do it on purpose, it was just a coincidence." Nalan Fengjin made a helpless expression: "Anyway, I will detoxify him for the last time tomorrow, so we won't have to meet him again."
"Yeah." Chu Tianyou responded.
The cool breeze blew away her sleepiness, and she felt happy. Suddenly, her luck began to fly in the courtyard. Her breath had not been so smooth for a long time, so she felt very happy. She used her breath to condense all the fallen leaves in the courtyard under her feet, and then performed Qing Kung Fu on the ground.
He casually took a few steps and flew into the air, and the fallen leaves immediately spread to the ground.
Under the night, the girl was dressed in a red, wide-sleeved Luo Xian skirt. She was simple and smart. She turned around and stood in front of the fallen leaves spread out. She pinched her waist and laughed up to the sky. She looked so arrogant and proud.
After a while, the girl jumped into the room without making any sound.
The wind passed by, and there was silence everywhere. Someone pushed the door open and came out. He stood where the girl stood when she laughed silently. Looking up at the ground, I saw that the fallen leaves spread in an orderly manner on the ground had been blown away by the autumn wind, but
The characters formed by scattered fallen leaves can still be vaguely discerned. A strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart, and I suddenly stood in this position, and unknowingly it was until the morning light.??