The rain flowed down the edge of the hat, like a veil for the man. He caught a glimpse of Yan Xiaohan's very subtle movements, his brows twitched, and he reached back to touch the long cloth bag behind him.
At this moment, a heavenly call suddenly came from the hall, interrupting the tension between the two.
"Yan—" At the critical moment, King Qi said, "Cough, it's alright, let him in."
Before Yan Xiaohan could answer, the man immediately withdrew his hand as quickly as he had touched the purse, and shouted, "Listen, listen, the Great Immortal has spoken, don't get in the way, let me in!"
As soon as this person opened his mouth, it was like ten starlings roaring in unison, shouting in a broken gong voice, Yan Xiaohan was terribly annoyed, and reluctantly put away the knife. When the man jumped off the horse, his sensitive ears suddenly picked up a crisp sound, as if gold and stones collided, and the sound was long and long, and the reverberation was endless.
He immediately raised his eyes and stared at the man, the man came calmly to meet his gaze, and the corner of his mouth under the hat evoked a slightly frivolous smug arc. When the two passed by, Yan Xiaohan suddenly picked up a hook with his backhand, and swiftly and incoherently pulled the burden off his back.
That person's reaction was also very quick. Almost at the same time that Yan Xiaohan started, he grabbed the other end of the package, and the bamboo hat slipped back with the movement, revealing an unremarkable face underneath, and asked fiercely: "What?"
"Release the sword." Yan Xiaohan said expressionlessly.
The man looked blank: "Jie Jian? Where did the sword come from?"
Yan Xiaohan's gaze moved down to the cloth bag in the two hands. When the man saw it, he immediately laughed heartily: "You said this, this is not a sword."
"Open."
The young man shook his head, there was a kind of helplessness in his demeanor, and he pretended to say: "You really want to see it... Okay."
Yan Xiaohan stared at him incredulously, untying the cloth bag three or two times, going around the cloth strips in circles, revealing a dark section nearly three feet long—
Fire stick.
Yan Xiaohan: "…"
The man said innocently: "I said it's not a sword, you have to see it."
The servants who saw this scene clearly in the room covered their mouths and lowered their heads, struggling to hold back their laughter. Yan Xiaohan managed to keep his composure, and said lightly, "Bring it here, don't bring it in."
The man was under the eaves and had to bow his head. The man didn't insist, let go, and just whispered before entering the door: "Poor and sour. Not even a fire stick."
Yan Xiaohan endured again and again, and finally raised his hand and put him in, but at the same time, he felt a little strange. That man looked very young, but he had an old-fashioned temperament, and his straight brows had an imperceptible smoothness in his eyes. Yan Xiaohan tried again and again, but he escaped without a trace. He seemed to have already predicted that he would successfully enter this ruined temple, so even if he was stopped by Yan Xiaohan's knife, he was not really angry, instead he was hurting him from beginning to end.
This kind of measured and penetrating way of speaking is really very familiar.
He shook his head, thinking that he might have lost his mind and went crazy. He probably had just tasted some sweetness, and then ushered in a long separation, which made him think of Fu Shen no matter what he looked at.
Compared to Master Yan's unwelcome face, King Qi and his entourage were very friendly and enthusiastic to this young man who met by chance. Yan Xiaohan just walked away for a short while, without looking at him, the man was sitting beside the fire, stretching his limbs to cook the fire, and talking eloquently - His Royal Highness King Qi, who had never seen the world, even listened to forgiveness. Interested.
"… The surname is Ren, the single name is Miao, and I am short of water. I am from Yanzhou. Since I was 16 years old, I have traveled from south to north, and I have been chivalrous everywhere... Parents? "
"I lived in the capital for a while and worked for a businessman as a nursing home," he smiled embarrassedly. "Sometimes I also helped a neighbor's house, so... I fell in love with the lady from that house."
Yan Xiaohan sneered secretly in his heart, but His Royal Highness King Qi particularly liked this kind of love story. It was more energetic than the text of the play, and he asked enthusiastically, "Then what?"
Ren Miao took a sip of hot water and continued: "They couldn't do business in Beijing, so they rented out the house, packed up and returned to their hometown in Jingzhou."
King Qi sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity."
"It's not a pity," Ren Miao smiled, "Didn't I come here to find her?"
As he said that, he turned his head to look at Yan Xiaohan, and saw that Mr. Yan was inexplicable, thinking that you are chasing your sweetheart, what are you looking at me for? Show that you are interested
King Qi asked, "What's her surname? What kind of business does she do? Are you sure she's in Jingzhou? What if they go elsewhere?"
"My surname is Meng, and my family is in the cloth business," Ren Miao said. "It was arranged by her parents to leave Beijing and go to Jingzhou. She has no choice but to ask her maid to secretly send me a letter. ."
King Qi lost his voice: "You...you two are actually in love?!"
Ren Miao said: "That's natural. Otherwise, it's just wishful thinking, why am I chasing it all the way here? Although she didn't say it clearly, she must always look forward to seeing me. I can't let her down."
As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned, especially the family members, who were deeply touched. Yan Xiaohan was originally prejudiced against him. He thought that he was talking too much nonsense and was slick, but he was suddenly moved by the words "can't fail". .
After a long silence, Yan Xiaohan said, "Okay, don't tarnish the reputation of other girls here."
Ren Miao glanced back at him again, and said unconvincingly, "This eldest brother, looking at your appearance, you must have married?"
Yan Xiao nodded coldly and reservedly, and asked, "You are from Yanzhou, but have you heard of Beiyan Iron Cavalry Commander, Jingning Hou Fu Shen?"
"I've heard it, who hasn't heard of him," Ren Miao said eloquently, "Don't you mean to say that you and Jing Ninghou are in the same family? With all due respect, eldest brother, your bullshit is about to break. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
Everyone: "… "
"What are you doing looking at me?" Ren Miao asked awkwardly.
Yan Xiaohan reluctantly calmed down and said, "I mean, since you are in Beiyan, why don't you join the Beiyan army, earn military merit in the future, and then marry your Miss Meng in a glorious way? Even if you catch up to Jingzhou, even if you come to propose marriage, people may not be willing to marry your daughter to you."
"It's not good to join the army," he shook his head and smiled, "I'm a person with no ambitions. I don't want to make achievements, I just want to spend my life with the person I love and live a peaceful life. Now I can earn food and clothing with my skills, which is enough. To support a family, if I go to join the army, I don’t know if I will come back, and if I leave her alone in the world, I can’t close my eyes even if I die.”
This person was literally sent by the heavens to poke his heart, and with a single poke, Yan Xiaohan almost made him vomit blood, and asked reluctantly, "How do you know that Miss Meng doesn't want Feng Guanxia, Fengyou, and only Want to live a poor life with you?"
Ren Miao bent one leg, with a shy and nostalgic smile in her eyes, as if she was talking to herself: "She is not that kind of person. Otherwise, there are so many people in the world, how could she just fall in love with me... "
The unconcealed tenderness almost scorched his eyes. Yan Xiaohan's heart was half sad and half bitter. What Ren Miao said wasn't his deepest regret and what he asked for, but he and Fu Shen are both princes. A person with a high position and authority, even if he doesn't love the position of power, how can he leave everything recklessly and just leave
After years and months of being dragged "involuntarily", ups and downs in the red dust, I am afraid that this drag will drag it to the end of the day.
Ren Miao glanced at the stunned Yan Xiaohan, his eyes flashed, and he changed the subject leisurely: "Where are you from? Are you also visiting relatives and friends?"
Yan Xiaohan didn't say a word, King Qi braved his head and said, "Yes, we are coming from the capital, and we plan to go to Jingzhou to marry."
He didn't say much, and Ren Miao didn't ask any further questions, but said, "It's a coincidence that I might meet you in Jingzhou City in the future, and then I'll invite you brothers to have a drink."
In the evening, the rain subsided a little, Ren Miao dried the clothes and rubbed them a meal cheekily. After eating and drinking, he hugged a pile of straw, built a floor in the corner, and slept comfortably. . Yan Xiaohan arranged a vigil, and when he passed the corner, his footsteps were very light, but Ren Miao, who was supposed to be sleeping, moved the tip of his ear and raised his eyelids.
The two happened to meet each other's eyes.
In an instant, an indescribable feeling of trembling rushed towards Yan Xiaohan's Heavenly Spirit Cover. Countless fragments flew through his mind. He clearly felt something, but he couldn't grasp the flash of aura.
Seeing that it was him, Ren Miao closed his eyes as if nothing had happened.
Yan Xiaohan was very anxious and worried about the rain outside, so he didn't sleep well at night. In the early hours of the morning, there were bursts of muffled thunder from the dome, and he woke up from his light sleep. When he opened his eyes, he found a figure standing at the door.
The hairs all over his body stood up, and the first reaction was to touch the knife beside him, but the man turned around and walked towards him: "Awake? I was about to call you. Get up and see, I always feel that this thunder is a little bit. wrong."
Yan Xiaohan was in a half-recumbent position, only to realize that Ren Miao was actually very tall, with particularly long legs, and when he wasn't smiling, he seemed very stable and reliable.
When they walked outside the temple gate, the rain was already very light, but the thick clouds in the sky had not dispersed, but they were getting thicker and thicker. Electric lights flickered, thunder rumbled, and lightning and thunder were right above their heads. The ruined temple vibrated faintly.
"The terrain here is the highest, although it won't be flooded, but if it is struck by lightning, it will suffer." Ren Miao said, "Brother, you still ask them to get up and change their place..."
Before he could finish his words, the silver-white electric light held the ten thousand thunder, like the Milky Way pouring down the ground, right on the roof of this Fox Immortal Temple!
Ren Miao: "... Come as soon as you say it!"
Yan Xiaohan rolled into the hall like a whirlwind, pulled King Qi up, and shouted sharply, "Get up, run!"
The next moment, his collar tightened, and the whole person, even with King Qi in his hand, was dragged by a strong force, and was thrown away from the incense table!
Almost at the same time, Xue Liang’s lightning struck through the roof, smashing the statues in the hall to pieces, and the roof beams snapped, hitting the spot where Yan Xiaohan was standing just now.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The author has something to say: *The "plain and unremarkable" here refers specifically to the ordinary and unremarkable kind of Gu Tianle.
Author: Crazy Hint
Master Yan: I can't see, can't see
PS: This article insists on materialism. Although it is snowing and thundering again, it will not become a supernatural fantasy text~