The so-called water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the Suzhou and Hangzhou areas have always been rainy, with few droughts. What's more, as winter turns to spring, the humidity in various places is relatively heavy. But in this valley, water mist is transpiration, and the entire Wangyue Mountain is lush and green, with sufficient water. There are few dead trees.
The dry forest and residual branches are also covered with dew all year round.
Hay is not unusual, but what is strange is that licorice is found halfway up Wangyue Mountain and Wangyue Valley.
Shang Rong's doubts were not unfounded. After hearing this, Qingluan felt something strange after thinking about it carefully.
At this moment of doubt, Shang Rong's face turned cold, and he swung the knife above his head, knocking down something that fell from the sky.
The lump was cut into two pieces by Shang Rong, and a lot of grass clippings were scattered in the air.
Qingluan whispered: "Sister, it's another pile of hay."
On the ground, a pile of hay chopped off by Shang Rong lay quietly in front of them.
Shang Rong frowned: "It's so good, can there be haystacks falling from the sky?"
When she thought about it, she instinctively looked at the sky, and saw several groups of gray shadows falling from the sky, like a hailstorm. This time there were too many, covering the sky and the sun. If she hadn't known in advance that they were just licorice, they might have been regarded as huge rocks falling from the collapse of the mountain.
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"Get away!"
Shang Rong shouted and pulled Qingluan to lie down against the mountain wall, watching the clumps of licorice fall somewhere far or near, and then roll down towards the valley.
Not only where Shang Rong is located, but the entire mountain ear is in commotion. You can see countless licorice falling on the other side of the mountain wall in the valley. All the licorice is thinking about gathering at the bottom of the valley, and I don't know what is going on.
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At this moment, Qingluan screamed: "There is someone in the forest opposite."
Qingluan pointed in a direction, and Shang Rong looked over, and sure enough he saw many ant-like figures moving in the dense forest.
Originally they were very secretive, but there were too many people on the mountain road going down to the valley across the way, so they became extremely obvious. A rough estimate was that there were at least 300 people at that glance.
Shang Rong's heart skipped a beat, knowing that these licorice couldn't be that simple, they must be man-made. And since there are people on the opposite mountain wall, there must be people on the side where she is!
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a loud noise above his head, like a wooden barrel breaking when it hit a stone, and then drops of water fell from Shang Rong's head, some of which even fell on the two of them.
This water has a taste!
After Shang Rong smelled it, her expression changed again: "It's not water, it's oil!"
At this time, someone yelled and cursed from an unknown distance above, but the accent was weird, and I didn’t know who it was, let alone what they were saying.
Even Qingluan could see that this was not a good place. These licorice and the accidentally dropped bucket of oil had already explained everything.
"Senior sister, no one wants to burn down Shuiyue Villa, right?"
"Gulu..." Shang Rong had a small amount of sweat on his forehead and swallowed hard, "For now, I'm afraid there is really something big to say."
Even Shang Rong himself didn't believe this statement.
Burning Shuiyue Villa?
What a ridiculous thing!
What kind of territory is Shuiyue Villa?
There are very few forces in the world who dare to be enemies with Shuiyue Villa, let alone want to burn down the Villa and kill them all.
Unless the person making such a plan is crazy, he would not make such a stupid decision.
However, judging from the current situation, if any of the enemies can really reach the point of surrounding the entire Wangyue Valley, then it is not impossible to set fire to the Villa. On the contrary, Shuiyue Villa is located at the bottom of Wangyue Valley.
The natural funnel keeps throwing hay downward like this, and eventually the licorice will accumulate at the bottom of the valley. If the amount of licorice is enough, not even gods can escape.
"What should we do? Do we have to go back?"
"Go back? What are you going back for?"
"Of course we must inform Shuiyue Villa, otherwise so many people below will be in danger."
"Shuiyue Villa is a thorn in our sect's side. If this group of people can get rid of Shuiyue Villa, Master will be very happy to hear that. Why should we lie in this muddy water?"
"But Xia Chunqiu is still there."
"Xia Chunqiu? He told you his name is Xia Chunqiu?"
"Well! Dong Shengxia's name is Chunqiu, isn't it?"
Seeing the longing on Qingluan's face, Shang Rong frowned slightly: "Junior sister, you must have fallen in love with him, right?"
Qingluan's face turned red: "How is that possible? It's senior sister and you said he was a good person. And he has indeed been considered a good person along the way. What's wrong with me caring about good people?"
"That's good. However, I want to remind you in advance that that man has many women. Although he is a good man, he is not a loyal person."
"Senior sister...you...what's the use of telling me this? I...I don't care." Qingluan hesitated, saying he didn't care, but he felt something else in his heart.
Fortunately, Shang Rong didn't notice. She still had other thoughts in her mind: "It's not wise to go back through the mountain road now. If we encounter people who are surrounding us, we may be in danger. It's better to find a cave to hide in."
"Sister, do we really want to stay out of this matter?"
"You must listen to me on this matter."
After that, regardless of whether Qingluan wanted to or not, he pulled Qingluan to change direction and went to a deeper area in the dense forest on the mountain wall.
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After telling the story of Kuangfeng Village, Xia Shang looked at the woman who had leaned on his shoulder at some point and sighed.
"Miss Haitang, I never thought that you would still remember this room, every scene there, and even that bouquet of flowers. I, Xia... But it feels inadequate and ashamed.”
"Have you ever liked me?" Begonia next to her, like a begonia flower, asked in a low voice with her bright and charming eyes flashing, with a trace of imperceptible shyness on her cheeks, which was so beautiful.
Xia Shang was stunned. He didn't expect Yue Haitang to ask such a direct question, so he didn't answer for a while.
Yue Haitang's eyes dimmed: "So, in your mind, is it really a fake marriage?"
"This..." Xia Shang really didn't know how to answer.
But Yue Haitang had already pushed Xia Shang away and sat up straight: "Look here, do you think the wedding on that day was just a show in my heart?"
"I didn't know it when I was in Kuangfeng Village, but I know it now. Thanks to the girl's love, it's just..."
"It's nothing! You didn't miss me when you came to see me today, right? You just wanted to ask for something, right?"
"yes."
"Okay! After all, you and I have known each other. No matter what, as long as I, Yue Haitang, can do it, I will definitely agree to it. But... I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
"From now on, you will stay by my side and accompany me for the rest of my life, okay?" As she spoke, a touching hope flashed in Yue Haitang's eyes, which made Xia Shang's heart soften and he almost agreed.
However, Xia Shang is not alone. He still has many worries...
Seeing that Xia Shang was silent, Yue Haitang asked repeatedly: "Are there many people who are reluctant to give up? Believe me, I can give you everything you have outside. I will make you the king here, and everything here will be given to you." Any female disciple of yours can be your woman.” (To be continued)