Zheng Wan felt that her legs were going to be useless.
She shouldn't go out wearing pearl shoes for the sake of looking good. The thin soles of the shoes can't stand anything, neither the cold and wet ground, nor the long-distance trek with one deep foot and one shallow foot.
She thought it was a short corridor, but it was dark and long. After she had walked for some time, her heel hurt like a knife being sharpened, as if it was broken. The ground where the sole of the foot is attached is also painful and sore—
Where did Zheng Wan suffer from this kind of crime before, but she had to grit her teeth and continue walking with a posture, and she had to try her best to walk gracefully.
She thought of the exile for thousands of miles in the book.
Compared with it, now is just suffering from the body - nothing unbearable.
As for acting like a baby to Cui Wang, Zheng Wan didn't do it. Compared with the delicate greenhouse flowers, she believes that a woman who is weak yet strong is easier to attract people.
She just needs to show her stubborn wound at the right time.
Thinking about how to fall down naturally and softly for a while, Zheng Wan suddenly felt something was wrong.
The sleeve she was clutching in her hand felt sticky at some point, and the tip of her nose lingered with a strong smell of rust, that smell... she seemed to have smelled it somewhere.
Zheng Wan tried her best to think back, and suddenly thought that when Guishui came every month, she would smell like this.
Blood, blood!
Zheng Wan's scalp was numb, and she looked forward subconsciously. In the dark and bottomless corridor, only a sleeve in front of her could be vaguely discerned, as if there was rust-colored red on her fingers—
She was holding a bloody cloth in her hand!
Zheng Wan wanted to call subconsciously, but she was afraid of annoying the other party, so she forced herself to suppress the fear that was approaching her throat, and called out under her voice: "Mr. Cui?"
The figure ahead seemed indestructible.
Mr. Cui turned around.
It just so happened that there was a faint light on the wall, projecting on that face.
"ah!"
Zheng Wan finally called out, and her teardrops were spinning around in the frame in fear: "Cui, Mr. Cui, you, you—"
Mr. Cui frowned: "How about me?"
"You, you—there's hair growing on your face!" Zheng Wan tightly closed her eyes, "It's so hairy!"
Big thick eyebrows, rosacea nose can be vaguely seen under the hair, and there is a big monkey mouth under the nose, smiling like the pai Hanako who abducts children in the fairy tales.
If Cui Wang really looked like this, Zheng Wan felt that she might not be able to do it.
Cui Wang caressed his face, it became smooth, and then saw that the little lady was trembling like a fallen leaf swept by the autumn wind, but her hand still insisted on holding his sleeve, knowing that she must be under the illusion.
Mortals have mortal bodies, how can they understand the mystery.
"In that case, why don't you let go?"
"I, I didn't let go just now, guess Ken, you must be right!"
Zheng Wan's eyes widened as if admitting death, and after being frightened, she returned rationally. Of course, Cui Wang couldn't really look like this, otherwise, where did the group of female fairies who went on and on and love madly come from
She knew that she must have been hit by an illusion, but Cui Wang didn't know that she knew it.
"No, but Mr. Cui made you grow up like this, Wan Niang and Wan Niang are still happy."
Cui Wang looked at her, a trace of strange emotion flashed across his eyes, and suddenly disappeared.
"You are not afraid?"
"What's so scary?" Zheng Wan grabbed his sleeves tightly, "Speaking of it, this wave of treacherous people's hearts is much more terrifying than this."
Cui Wang was silent for a long time before raising his hand to touch her eyebrows:
"Okay, let's see."
Zheng Wan opened her eyes wide, and was surprised to find that the darkness that had seemed thick to her just now had disappeared. The entire corridor became slender and extremely bright.
She could see Cui Wang's snow-white robe and the flickering smile on his mouth.
"Mr. Cui, are you smiling?"
Zheng Wan looked up at him "infatuatedly", "You look so pretty when you smile."
Cui Wang sternly said:
"You read it wrong."
"Can-"
"Let's go."
Cui Wang flicked his sleeves and strode out first. Zheng Wan also followed with a smile. If the confidence was only one point before, it has risen to three points now—
No, four points, or five points.
Not long after Cui Wang walked, he paused:
"arrive."
Zheng Wan also stopped and looked forward, and the corridor that she thought was endless just now had reached the end. Looks like a... hole
A large piece of light came in from the hole, causing her to squint her eyes.
She followed Cui Wang out of the cave, feeling as if she had penetrated a layer of water film, and stood still on the ground, she couldn't help but let out a "wow".
Birds fly away in thousands of mountains, and people in thousands of paths disappear.
What you are stepping on seems to be a mountain. If you walk about ten steps forward, you will reach a cliff. There is a natural moat across the cliff. It's in wonderland.
Zheng Wan has never seen such a scene before. Her one-acre three-cent land is in the bustling Shangjing. At this time, she is stepping on the clouds and facing the strange peaks. She can't help but take a deep breath. The beauty of the river is to make her pay more for it—
"ah!"
Just as she was about to move forward to take a closer look, unexpectedly, there was a pain in her forehead. Zheng Wan covered her head, turned her head and said angrily, "Mr. Cui!"
Cui Wang glanced at her and motioned her to look at her feet.
When Zheng Wan saw it, cold sweat broke out.
At some point, she had put down her life-saving sleeves and walked to the edge of the cliff. One step further, she would fall into the abyss and be lost forever.
"It's strange here."
The white silk from Cui Wang's sleeve flew out suddenly, wrapped around Zheng Wan's waist, tied the other end tightly and held it in his hand, "Calm down, if you fall off the cliff again, I won't save you."
Looking at his expression, Zheng Wan suddenly understood that what Cui Wang said was true. When necessary, he will abandon her.
She nodded obediently:
"good."
At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew up from the edge of the cliff. Before Zheng Wan could react, a faceless monster was pasted in front of him, but he had extremely beautiful hair. The long hair was blown wildly by the wind, and his face was drawn with a black brush. facial features.
The corner of the mouth is grinning, which is especially pervasive.
In this section of the book, there is no such thing! Cui Wang clearly killed all the way...
Zheng Wan's thoughts turned, and she was already standing behind Cui Wang.
"What a couple of dogs and concubines!"
The voice of the faceless monster was shrill, and Zheng Wan thought it was familiar, but couldn't remember where he heard it.
"Unfortunately, there is a rule for my 'Flying Bird Ferry', one person can cross, and two... must die! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" A piercing laughter emerged from the other party's mouth, gloating, "So... you, Who are you going to let go?"
"Those who stay behind need to be with me for a long time."
There was another burst of piercing laughter, and Zheng Wan finally remembered that in the shadow puppet show of the puppet, the laughter from the last puff of smoke was the same as that of the faceless monster.
"Noisy."
"Close your eyes."
Just when Zheng Wan was thinking about countless gossips, a cold voice came from her ear, it was Cui Wang, and she closed her eyes subconsciously—
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
When counting to ten breaths, the cold bluegrass breath surrounded her again, "Okay."
Zheng Wan opened her eyes, and the faceless monster just now disappeared.
There was a pile of rags on the ground, as if cut by a sharp knife, piled up in a scattered manner.
"What about the faceless monster?"
Cui Wang's complexion is not very good-looking: "It's not the real body."
He looked at Tianzhu, "It seems that if you want to get out of this place, you have to go there."
Zheng Wanxin raised it, the faceless monster just said very clearly, the rule of crossing this "Flying Bird Crossing" is that if one person can cross, two people will die, how can this be good
If she were Cui Wang, a person who had scolded herself and given endless humiliation, she would leave her at this moment without any sense of guilt.
"Mr. Cui..."
Zheng Wan raised her head, "You go there."
Cui Wang didn't expect her to be like this, so he fell silent, his voice softened:
"You don't want to go?"
"think."
Zheng Wan nodded honestly, "But if I go over, Mr. Cui won't be able to. Miss Wan and Mrs. Wan only hope that Mr. Cui will always be safe and live forever."
"But if Mr. Cui goes out, can, can you spare my Zheng family?"
She subconsciously wanted to pull his sleeve, "Aye and I did offend Mr. Cui, but we have repented. Cui, Mr. Cui, forgive me Aye, Auntie... okay?"
Cui Wang looked at her condescendingly.
The little lady raised her head, she was in a small ball, her white face was dusted in the corridor, she was in a state of embarrassment, but her eyes full of tears were bright, cleaner than ever.
Under Cui Wang's gaze, Zheng Wan's heart gradually sank.
This is just a bad move, if he really doesn't care about her life or death, according to Cui Wang's character, when he goes out, he will take care of the Zheng family because she voluntarily backs down—
In this way, it is better than the ending in the book.
And another better result than expected, Zheng Wan is fighting. It is said in the book that the young swordsman comes and goes, lonely and cold, but he doesn't like to owe others karma.
He refuses to teach her, is one heavy.
At this time, she took the initiative to give in and gave him the chance of life. Will she think about it from time to time in the future, and it will also become a heart block
Zheng Wan guessed that since Cui Wangzhi was proud, he would not want to owe her, so it was more likely that he would find a way to take her there with him. The protagonist is always successful all the way.
Even though he thought it through thoroughly, when things came to an end, he still couldn't help feeling timid.
"Together."
Cui Wang withdrew his gaze, fastened the other end of the white silk to his waist, turned around and saw Zheng Wan's small mouth opened in a daze, "Come here."
Zheng Wan walked over slowly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he withdrew his strength, he was tied to his back, skin to skin, Zheng Wan blushed all of a sudden, "Cui, Mr. Cui, you..."
"I can't take care of it at this time."
Cui Wang looked back, and the face as beautiful as a crown jade was very close at hand. Looking at it so closely, there was no blemish on the face, the brows were lacquered, it was really... touching.
Zheng Wan pressed her hot face to his back: "Mr. Cui, is this how we got there?"
"Fly, of course you can't fly."
Cui Wang walked to the edge of the cliff, "Try to go from the bottom of the cliff."
"If it were someone else, would Mr. Cui be like this today?"
Zheng Wan also didn't know why she was so mad that she asked such meaningless words, but her hands wrapped around his neck following the words.
The mountain wind passed over the hill, and it was Cui Wang who answered her: "Catch it."
Then, the feeling of weightlessness seized her.