Sitting quietly under the eaves, the cool wind and autumn rain stained my clothes, and the moist air blew through, bringing up a few ink hairs.
Yan Xuhuan, who was full of strong liquor in his throat, was not very good at drinking. After eating two bowls, his cheeks were stained with light crimson. Sitting cross-legged on the futon, she supported her head with one hand, her rippling eyes gradually closed, and she fell asleep like this.
Seeing this, Duguyan on the opposite side moved his brows slightly, and there was a flash of surprise. No one was drinking, so he held a bowl and drank alone, and listened to the sound of the piano playing again on the opposite side.
The flower monkey, who was busy with the work in the hall, held a gapped oil-paper umbrella, and quickly came to the front of Fengshayanmen from the backyard with a lantern, and saw the picture of three people sitting alone under the eaves without a word. Seeing her dozing off, she eased her steps, crept to Hua Arm and sat down, whispering in a whisper.
When Hua Arm heard this, she nodded again and again, and gently moved to the side of Feng Shuyan, sitting on the ground with her hands on both sides of her, in case Feng Shuyan fell asleep and fell.
Against the backdrop of the tall and strong flower arms, the man sleeping with his head on his head looked extra petite. This scene made Duguyan think of four words extremely unkindly: beauty, beast
From time to time, Feng Shayan's head moved little by little, and the swaying flowery arms also followed the movement of his hands, ready to support people at any time. When the elbow on her leg slipped, her entire upper body fell down, so frightened that she wanted to close her arms.
However, Duguyan took the lead, leaned slightly and reached out to support Fengsuoyan's thin face, and slowly put the small head in her hand on the bamboo table, letting her continue to sleep in an extremely uncomfortable downward pressure position. . Seeing this, Hua Monkey slipped into the house to find the flower pillow she made yesterday and put it under her head.
An hour and a half later, it was already bright, and the drunk man still showed no sign of waking up. Duguyan got up, took her oil-paper umbrella, opened it, and stepped into the still raining rain.
When Hua Monkey and Hua Arm saw this, they didn't dare to say anything or stop them. They could crush them to death with just a touch of their fingers. How dare they talk nonsense.
Furthermore, what Feng Shaoyan said was to keep her as a hostage for one night. It was dawn and Duguyan was about to leave, so there was no reason to stop her.
Duguyan, who had left the yard, met Tu Suyun, who was ushered in, on the street. The two walked side by side along the street.
"She, is she really asleep?" Tu Suyun took the umbrella handle from Duguyan and asked sideways.
"Yes." Duguyan was certain of this, thinking of her cute appearance holding a flower pillow in a deep sleep in her mind, but she couldn't look like a disaster star at all.
"Is there something that doesn't exist?"
"Secret technique, it still exists on her body when she is asleep." Duguyan frowned, and continued: "To be precise, all the time, her body is covered with that invisible barrier."
The reason for this conclusion is that when she leaned against her lips and stretched out her hand to support her face, the two were separated by an invisible barrier, that is to say, the two of them had never really come into contact with each other. .
Hearing this, Tu Suyun's hidden anger suddenly disappeared, and a small flame called interest ignited in the star's eyes. "Interesting. Tricky enough."
Duguyan looked sideways, his pupils flashed, and then he returned to normal. "I'm going back to [Dragon City] today, do you want one?"
"Yan'er." Tu Suyun deliberately lowered his voice to make it sound more magnetic. He hugged him into his strong arms, and then whispered, "I haven't seen you for more than a month, can you come later? Let's go again?" The male breath suddenly increased under the umbrella, revealing the straightforward needs of adults.
Duguyan has never been very keen on that kind of thing, and now there is a disaster star that prevents the restoration of the Dugu family, so why is she in the mood to have a relationship with him, Wushan Yunyu. Even if this courting man is the person she likes, it is not more important than the Dugu family.
"Right now, there is something urgent that needs to be dealt with." This was a polite refusal.
Tu Suyun let out a long sigh, he is not a madman in color, but a high mountain flower is placed in front of him, which inevitably makes people want to pick it up from time to time. "The situation here is likely to be consolidated, so I will stay and watch one or two."
"Alright."
While the two were talking, there was a group of people wearing bamboo hats and scorpions in the distance, walking towards this side in the rain, headed by the second head of the White Tiger Hall - Bai Yang.
This group of people passed by the two of them without squinting, and headed towards the Vermillion Bird Hall. Behind them, the water flow was disturbed, and it returned to calm.
"Do you know this person?" Duguyan asked as he looked at the group of people who were walking away.
"Scholar Poplar, full of knowledge, quite talented, cautious in life, low-key, usually not showing off the mountains or showing the water, and dancing with long sleeves at critical moments, which is quite rewarding."
"A person who can get such praise from you has some ability." The two of them waded forward and continued to move forward, and Duguyan's cool tone was tinged with autumn cold. "At this moment, he should be going to Vermillion Bird Hall on behalf of Baihutang to discuss with Fengsuoyan, but I don't know if he is happy?"
"In this town, there are many strange people from all over the world. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, who can reach their current status, and a few stupid people. All of them have interests first, can bend or stretch, surrender to the strong, and conspire together. Look at Feng Shuyan, how ambitious he is."
"The snake on the ground, if you want to transform into a dragon and fly to the sky, you must borrow something. Poplar carries the fate of three halls. Once you go, [Barbarian Town] is a barbarian town for one person."
"But the world is still the world of the Dugu family. I will help you along the way, so you don't have to worry too much." Tu Suyun's tone was as domineering as ever, but the peace of mind that she could bring her in the past was at this time. After smoking, it folded a few points.
The sky is full of talents, and he dominates one side, what can he do? In this world, after all, talented people come out in large numbers. It's just that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and the strong have their own strong hands.
As the two of them said, Bai Yang's departure here carries the fate of Qinglong Hall, Xuanwu Hall, and White Tiger Hall. After the three hall masters watched the battle last night, in order to avoid being slaughtered one by one by the wind and smoke, the three of them combined, temporarily belonged to her, preserved their strength, and then swept the Quartet through her shareholder wind.
Competing in the world, they also want to add a lot of kicks and leave a legend for future generations on the stage of history.
How could Yan Xuhuan not understand their minds, but so what? Everything in this world, gain and loss, to her, is just a little bit of fun in a game, how could she care.
When people ask for something, they will be obedient like a dog, and they will be happy when they are called. Life and death matter, no one owes anyone.
The group of minion-clothed men brought by Bai Yang packed up the brothers who were damaged here last night, transported them to the cliff outside the town, and pushed them down together with the car. The Suzaku Hall was clean inside and outside at this time, and it was impossible to see that the blood flowed like a river last night. Only the rubble and broken houses on the side of the street silently told that there were more than 100 people with severed limbs and remains here.
After the rain cleared, the water accumulated on the ground gradually penetrated into the ground, or was carried away by small ditches.
Maybe the air is extraordinarily fresh, Xiao Ning'an fluttered more cheerfully, and stopped letting go of Yan Xuhuan's entanglement, babbling alone and saying things that others couldn't understand.
Zehai followed, holding a small bag given by Uncle Hua Hou, which contained many gold and silver beads, which were used to buy clothes for him and Xiao Ning'an.
When he came to a shop, Ze Hai looked at the dazzling clothes in his sight, not knowing how to choose.
"Which one you like, buy which one you want, and go." After Yan Xuhuan nudged him, she hugged Xiao Ning'an to the side and looked at it, and asked Xiao Ning'an, "Do you like this one? "
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
"I don't like the style, so let's look at one again."
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
The shop owner standing next to him looked at Yan Xuhuan as if you were a fool. Ask the little baby girl who can't say a word, what can she understand? If she understands, I will turn my head off and use it as a stool for her.
"What about this one? Do you like it?" Yan Xuhuan hugged the little girl in one hand, took the clothes with the other and gestured.
"Auntie, hi." Xiao Ning'an said inarticulately, waving her little hand to grab the red dress that was drawn on her body.
When the shop owner heard this, he immediately shrank his head and felt a chill in his neck. Secretly said in my heart: do not count, do not count.
When Yan Xuhuan heard Xiao Ning'an's soft and glutinous voice, she immediately grinned, pinched her cheek, and said, "Be good, call me again, 'Auntie'."
"Aunt, aunt."
"aunt."
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Well, going back, Yan Xu shook her head with a smile and said to the shop owner: "The few sets I just watched, send them to Zhuquetang together with his."
When Yan Xuhuan was teasing Xiao Ning'an, Zehai also chose it himself. He chose a total of two sets and changed them.
"Okay." The shop owner accepted the gold beads with a smile on his face. This man was so happy that he didn't even cut the price. He made a little more money today and sent the person to the door enthusiastically, "You walk slowly, please ask me in the future. Visit a lot."
From far away, I can still hear the enthusiastic voice of the shop owner: Come here often
Yan Xuhuan took Zehai around at random, and unknowingly came to the western city. After Zehai arrived here, his expression was a little tense, and the shadows of those few days hovered in his mind instantly. She wanted to turn around and leave, but my aunt hugged Amei and kept walking forward.
"Pure descendants of ancient divine beasts, sold at low prices."
"Ke Guan Ke Guan, I have a pair of flying eagles with fierce temperament. Look at these claws, the thief is sharp. Do you want a pair, male and female companions are easy to raise."
"Are you lonely? Are you lonely? There are talking bird spirits here, which will definitely free you from loneliness. Come and see!"
... ..
The street vendors shouted, selling their products vigorously. Pedestrians were attracted, gathered around to watch, took a fancy to it, and took it away happily.
"Hey, the guest officer is so familiar. I've seen it before, I must have seen it before." Yan Xuhuan stood in front of a cage somewhere, and the bald little trader who was used to running over the car with his mouth full of her was almost caught. "Guest officer, your eyes are very good. It's just this white tiger cub, but I tried my best to steal it from the tiger king's fangs."
Seeing that Yan Xuhuan was very interested in this cub, the bald little trader narrowed his eyes and continued: "Look at this spirit, he will definitely become the overlord of the forest when he grows up. Prestigious." He said in a soft voice and gave a thumbs up.
"Why are there two little meat lumps on its back?" Yan Xuhuan pretended to be puzzled.
When the bald trader heard this, he snorted and asked him, but he didn't know it. Fortunately, several waves of customers have asked this way, and they already have a set of words: "You don't know, the guest officer, it is a mutant beast. Thousands of years ago, its ancestors could fly and breathe fire. Now..."
Speaking of this, her voice changed from passionate to low: "It's a pity, times have changed, she only inherited a trace of ancestor's blood in her body, and a pair of majestic wings can only be two small meat buns now, what a pity, what a pity!"
System: "There are people who dare to speak in any world."
Yan Xuhuan: "Although it is a 'lie', it is the truth accidentally."
System: "This poor and strange, shaped like a tiger, has two wings, a vicious and ferocious temperament, and feeds on people, do you want to raise it?"
I don't know if it is Yan Xuhuan's illusion, but I always feel that the last three words of the old department carry some expectations
"Do you like it?" Yan Xuhuan asked Xiao Ning'an, who looked at Qiongqi cub with interest in her arms.
"Yah, ah." The little hand waved more vigorously.
"Oh, the price is expensive, then let's go."
Hearing this, the bald little trader has a black line on his face, and the little baby is clearly saying: I want it, I want it
Knowing that she was haggling, she couldn't just watch people walk down the stairs without any steps, she quickly stopped her with a smile, and said in a good voice, "Don't be a guest officer, the price is easy to negotiate, how about this reduction?"
The bald peddler raised two fingers, Yan Xuhuan hadn't made a statement yet, and Haize next to him stepped forward and shook his head to refuse. No way, this white tiger with only flaws can't be smashed in his hand, so he raised his third finger in succession. Hazel nodded in agreement after seeing his aunt's expression loosen.
The poor cub was born not long ago. It looks like it should only be half a month, and it has not touched meat yet. Maybe it can overcome the cruelty in its bones.
Hai Ze held the soft and fierce Qiongqi cub and swaggered through the market like this. If someone who knew the goods knew that this white tiger-like little thing was Qiongqi, he might have been kicked and snatched away.
After the seventh day, Duguyan and his party crossed the deep mountain plains, the chaotic stone forests, drifted across the wide moat, and finally rushed back to the main city----[Dragon City].
[Dragon City] Every statue, every stone wall, and every broken wall shows the majesty and domineering of the Dugu royal family a hundred years ago.
At this time of dusk, the setting sun is setting, and the afterglow is scattered. It is a bit more desolate and cold, and it lacks the grand occasion and prosperity of the old days when the lords came to the court and the birds and beasts leaped.
"The Lord of Smoke is returning to the palace." At the watchtower on the city wall, the horn blew and chanted loudly, and the voice came far away. When the reverberation was about to break, a new watchtower took over, and waves continued to spread towards the majestic city center. go. "The smoker returns to the palace."
"The emperor is back." Inside the castle, Dugulong, who was twenty-two years old, was overjoyed when he heard the sound transmission. He immediately dropped the bamboo slips, walked through the gates, and ran towards the gate of the castle, where he wanted to meet his sister. The two weak attendants who followed behind ran out of breath and complained secretly.
Dugulong stood on the stone lion in front of the castle, and saw the jade stone road in the distance. The car driver became more and more clearly visible from a small point, and it got closer and closer until he could clearly see the face of the man on the car driver, which was carved by Wannian Xuanbing. Just jumping down with joy, a few jumps have arrived in front of Duguyan.
"Huang Jie, Long'er misses you so much." Dugulong knew how to express himself, his thoughts and his thoughts very well.
"Get in the car, let's go to the dream mother's place." Duguyan's always cold voice turned a little warmer when facing her only younger brother, just like the melting of ice and snow.
Meng Po is the only fortune-teller in Dragon City.
Twenty-two years ago, on the day Dugulong was born, he came here and became an important member of [Dragon City].
For decades, it has been staying in the western position of [Dragon City]. There is an independent stone castle, which is cylindrical and nine stories high. It is the second tallest building in [Dragon City].
There was not a single living person within a radius of thirty-three feet, tattered black cloth was swaying everywhere, zerg were infested, and some stones had obscure runes on the surface.
Even in the daytime, this place is gloomy and terrifying. It seems that this is the connection between the human world and hell. No matter how much curiosity, ordinary people do not want to step into this place.
Duguyan and Dugulong got out of the car, stepped on the bluestone slabs, stepped into the stone castle, walked halfway, bypassed the dark altar, and began to climb the steps. The stairs made of beautiful jade lead to the interior of the stone castle, and extend to the top floor.