"Sister Tianyin, General Feng Yi, so brave, and you are so courageous, it matches very well."
After listening to Tianyin's speech, Qi Qi curled up and took another sip of wine, his eyes fluttering.
"My husband, I think he's an upright heroic man."
Tianyin raised his chin slightly and smiled over his mouth.
"The general of Tianyin Village, but when we went to the hot spring that day, we saw it on the road?"
Wei Heng, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said something out of his head.
The young man is very curious. I have never read such a story in the human script. Now that I hear this, I am really curious about the young man from the country of Chasing Clouds. Looking at the voice of Tianyin, I am afraid that the general is no longer alive. It was a pity. I remembered that I saw a man in the valley that day. I don't know his identity. He was tall and stalwart. When I saw him from a distance, I could feel the murderous air in him.
"That day, maybe it was him!"
Tianyin was stunned for a long time due to Wei Heng’s questioning. From the bottom of her heart, she knew that what she had seen must be her husband, Feng Yi, who she thought about day and night. With the same appearance and temperament, how could she see it? Wrong? It's just that the scene that I saw at the gate of the capital three years ago was too sad, and Feng Yi's body was separated. How could she hope that her husband could survive? What I saw that day was probably his soul. After meeting him, I really became squeamish. Even if he was assassinated on the road, he had to rely on him to save him, so that he could not rest well in the underworld.
"Well, it's already so late, so I wash everything and go to sleep!"
Tianyin held back the soreness of his nose, took a breath, and saw that the surrounding banquets were gone, and there was only a table of people left, so he asked Qi Niao to go back to the room and rest, and got up by himself, not knowing where they were.
Qi Niao looked at Tianyin's thin figure gradually away, his chest was a little stuffy, annoyed that Wei Heng didn't look at the situation and opened his mouth to talk nonsense, so he scratched Wei Heng as usual.
The latter was greedy for a cup, and after asking that sentence and became curious, he was already drunk and unconscious. Where did he know that he was complained by Qi Yu again. At this time, his left hand was a pillow, lying down in front of the cup, and the corner of his mouth was still Hanging sparkling wine.
He frowned and looked at Wu Yu. Wu Yu knew, picked up Wei Heng's collar and walked to the guest room. Before leaving, his eyes wandered on Yin Li and Qi Curlew for a long time, and finally his eyebrows drooped and his expression was constricted.
Qi Niaoyu felt a little embarrassed after Wu Yu left. Just now, she peeked at Yin Li being caught by a man. She hadn't planned how to face him. She just didn't know how to deal with him. She used to be unsmiling and looked like a deserted person. , How could there be such a gentle smile? Could it be that he was drunk, but he was not drunk? Isn't his drinking capacity comparable to himself
The girl only felt that she was not drunk, but the two blobs of red on her cheeks spit out a scent of alcohol, but they did not match her expectations. The girl under the table grabbed her clothes and rubbed her two thumbs.
I should follow my father’s instructions and spend some time learning some crafts, even if it’s writing a handwriting, embroidering a piece of veil, like a woman in the human world, proficient in everything like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and harmony with her beloved. But now, I don’t know anything!
Qi Ling was confused, his brain was rotten into a pool of paste, and he suddenly remembered that he was singing very well, and his eyes lit up, like a meteor suddenly slipped by in the dark night, shining brightly, and very cheerful.
"Yin Li, where do you take me, I'll sing for you!"
Curly and excitedly pulled Yin Li's black sleeves, pointed at the highest roof of Beihong Village, and asked the man to take himself to the top.
After hearing this sentence, Yin Li wrapped his right arm around the girl's waist and flew onto the eaves.
On the eaves, after Qi Niao and Yin Li sat down securely, they could see the empty courtyard where they had just drunk. The round table was still there, and the dishes on the table were staggered. The summer wind blew on the faces of men and girls. Wine aroma.
Take a deep breath, clear your throat, and then open your lips.
"At the beginning of ancient times, who preached
Why do you test it if you fail to go up and down
In the dark, who can do it
How can Feng Yi know the image
Bright and dark, but what is time
What is the combination of yin and yang
The 圜 is the ninefold, which camp will save it
But what work is this, who was the first to make it? "
The song of the shark has always been beautiful and beautiful. At this time, the girl’s singing is like a spring in the mountains, transparent and ethereal, rubbing between the lips and teeth, turning into a drop of water, splashing on the wet and lubricated rock by the spring, and then turning into a tremor. Slowly flew to the distance, rubbing in the wind.
Curly sang a ballad passed down by the Yushui ethnic group hundreds of thousands of years ago. The oldest turtle in Yushui said that this ballad was made by a man in the human world, and that man was full of resources but could not be reused by the court. When the girl sang this ballad , I was able to feel that under the vast sky, this independent man looked up at the sky, watching the galaxy on the horizon, and the rushing waves at his feet, what kind of state of mind he should be.
At this time, Yin Li looked at the girl next to her. Moonlight gently wrapped her side face, her cheeks were still reddened from drunkenness, and Yin Li approached her in a ghostly manner.
The young girl happened to turn her head to ask if Yin Li's singing is good, and she saw the man's dark pupils looking at her faintly.
The men and women on the eaves got close, and the breathing was somewhat intertwined. Qi Niao opened his eyes wide, and saw the man's handsome eyebrows, his lips closed, and he wanted to utter a few words, but his heart felt dull.