Jiaolong Jue

He staggered and struggled to run for several miles, before he came to the back of a courtyard surrounded by jungle.

In the thick fog, the jungle was deep, and they couldn't be found, so they had to walk and shout in a low voice.

Suddenly, a clump of plantains next to it trembled, and a figure wrapped in a giant robe flashed out of it, and shouted in a low voice: "Xuandiduo, don't call! We are here to ambush, you just call it what you want! The leader of the left wing wants you to attack and occupy it!" Altar, what are you doing here?"

Seeing her, Xuan Dituo was surprised and delighted, stopped her and said, "Witch Manjusha, I met Patriarch Yan Luo on the altar and fought with her. This person's martial arts are rare in the world. I am not her opponent. I have already suffered a lot. Seriously injured, she should be chasing after her right away! You should prepare quickly, otherwise, we will all be finished when she catches up to us!"

After all, his body became weak and passed out.

Patriarch Yan Luo went straight to his residence and searched back and forth, but he didn't see Xuan Dituo and Shamoke and other dragon guards. walk in the courtyard.

I want to ask the maids who stayed behind in the courtyard to see if they found anything unusual.

Waiting for her to follow the path, pass through the dense bamboo forests on both sides, and come to the gate of the courtyard.

The wooden door was opened, and the four maids who were supposed to be guarding the door disappeared.

The banana leaves on both sides swayed in the shadows, making a "rustling" sound, other than that, there was silence around.

She frowned secretly, only felt that there seemed to be many murderous intentions hidden in that tranquility, so she didn't shout, but flashed lightly into the courtyard.

From the front hall to the backyard, I searched again, and saw that the doors and windows were open everywhere, turning back and forth with the wind, making a constant "creaking" sound, but still no one was there.

She was standing under the eaves of the backyard, meditating in secret, a very faint fragrance wafted by the wind, faintly present.

That smell is peculiar and very soothing.

Patriarch Yan Luo couldn't help himself, looking for it along the corridor made of pine wood.

After crossing a torrent of streams and bypassing a few ancient willows, I didn't realize that I had come to a wooden building at the corner on the west side of the garden.

At this time, the faint fragrance gradually became stronger, and strands of it floated out from the wooden building.

Patriarch Yan Luo only felt that his heart was shaking, and his mind was infatuated.

She raised her hands to push aside the low-hanging banana leaves, walked up the wet stone steps, and walked straight to the door of the wooden building.

This wooden building was once built for Lingluo, and later when she grew up, Master Yan Luo carved a cave into a house for her on a high cliff. Since then, few people have come to this wooden building.

In the past, this wooden building was always locked, but today the red door is concealed, and through the crack of the door, the faint fragrance comes across, which is even more refreshing and soul-stirring.

Patriarch Yan Luo entered the scene of playing with the young Ling Luo in a trance, and joy rarely appeared on his wrinkled face.

In order to worry about disturbing Ling Luo's sleep, she carefully pushed the door open and walked in quietly.

I saw that the two small carved windows facing each other in the building were open, and gusts of cool wind poured in from both sides, and the floor-to-ceiling window screens were blown up and scattered all over the sky.

Patriarch Yan Luo frowned, and complained in his heart that he didn't know which maid was so careless. Wouldn't such a strong cold wind freeze his Lingluo?

She was about to lose her temper, but she heard a slight noise on the stairs, and then, a flash of bright scarlet flashed, and she saw a person coming down the stairs, Yiyi Tingting.

There was an intoxicating smile on her delicate and charming face, and her black hair fluttered like blue waves in the wind.

In the midst of dancing in a red dress, she leaned against the railing of the stairs, raised a few crystal-like jade fingers to brush away a strand of messy hair in front of her eyes, slightly squinted her drunken eyes, and watched quietly. Patriarch Yan Luo didn't say a word.

When Patriarch Yan Luo saw her, although he was full of doubts, there was an inexplicable joy in his heart.

He couldn't help asking softly: "You... who are you? Why are you here? Do you see where my child is?"

The woman still looked at her with eyes full of autumn waves, and did not answer directly.

Instead, he said affectionately: "In order to find you, I traveled across mountains and seas to come here! What's wrong? Don't you remember me?"

Hearing what she said, Patriarch Yan Luo didn't realize that his icy heart was also a little sad. She walked up to her slowly, raised her hand and groped carefully on her creamy face.

He muttered in his mouth: "You? You? I just feel so familiar with you! But why can't I remember? Maybe... I have been away from Jinghua for too long..."

The man also raised a hand as tender and white as a jade shoot to attach to that of Patriarch Yan Luo, and groped carefully.

He whispered softly: "Maybe! We have been apart for too long, too long! You may have forgotten me! But I miss you every day and night!"

Patriarch Yan Luo's face twitched and said, "You... are you... Li Lang from Su Embroidery Village?"

After all, the woman was about to agree, but Patriarch Yan Luo shook his head and said: "No! He... is a middle-aged man with a wife and concubine, how could it be him!"

The woman didn't speak, just looked at her with a pair of deep eyes, waiting for her to guess.

Patriarch Yan Luo thought for a while and said, "You are... Wang Lang from Bihongchun Winery! He..."

Having said this just now, he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, although he is young, he smells of alcohol every day! You...how could it be him..."

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Patriarch Yan Luo's face, and he clapped his hands and said: "I guessed it! You...you are Liu Lang! Liu Lang who is the guest envoy of the Privy Council! He is also as charming and handsome as you, and a good-looking talent! Isn't he? It's him, isn't it?"

Patriarch Yan Luo groped the man's face, looking for the answer.

The man in red didn't dare to admit it when she saw so many people

He only intentionally annoyed and said: "Why do you have so many gentlemen? It makes people feel melancholy and sad!"

Patriarch Yan Luo shook his head and sighed: "I was originally a firework chasing water! On the scene of laughter, if people spend money, I belong to them! Which one is not my former husband! You... aren't you?"

Speaking of this, her complexion suddenly changed, and she stretched out her two hands to grope carefully on the face of the man in red.

He murmured again: "Yes! I remembered! There is only one person in this world and he is not! He has never been to that store and spent money for me! Because he...was a poor scholar! You are my... …mine……"

Speaking of this, two lines of residual tears rolled down.

Lips trembling slightly, he read: "Ten miles of east wind, drooping willows, long and thin waist like dancing. Cuiguan Zhulou, Zimo Qingmen, there are swallows and warblers everywhere. At first glance, the swaying gold threads are thin, and the spring is light, and the light yellow Like wine. In tender shade, smoky and dewy, emerald and red...

You only said that my surname is Liu, but Yiyi Tingting's appearance is as delicate as a willow, which makes your heart move, so you wrote this poem specially for me!Do you remember?My Goro! "

After finishing speaking, he threw himself into the arms of the man in red and wept bitterly.

The man in red lightly stroked her twitching back, and wanted to wipe her acupuncture points with his fingers, but hesitated again and again, not daring to do it.

He had no choice but to say softly again: "Gu Gu, you finally think of me! Don't cry, don't you see that we meet again! Today, you should be happy!"

Patriarch Yan Luo wiped his tears with his hand in her arms, then got up and said with a smile, "You are right! We are reunited today, so we should be happy!"

After finishing speaking, he stroked the delicate face of the man in red and sighed: "Back then, when you and I met on a night full of festive lanterns, I saw you lingering at the bridge head with a few words in your arms, hungry and cold, very pitiful. I gave you a string of copper coins, but you insisted on not wanting it. I want to buy your writing, but you don’t want any money. You just want to use it in exchange for a shawl on my shoulder!

I don't know how, but I agreed!

Since then, you have been holding a gauze in your hand every day, running downstairs to watch over me...

At first, I thought your silly look was ridiculous!I don't know how many times I have laughed at you with my sisters leaning on the fence!

But you come every day, sooner or later, no matter it is windy or rainy, you come every day!

After a long time, no one will laugh at you anymore!And I will never laugh at you again!On the contrary, I look around every day, looking forward to your coming!

Later, I would often sneak out to meet you. The banks of the Green Willow Lake and in front of the Yanbo Tower are the places we often go to.

There you beat the beat, and I sang and danced, singing the song "Flower Heart Moves Willow" that you wrote for me.

How joyful and happy we were at that time! "

Having said that, he stopped, looked at the man in red and said, "Wu Lang, do you still remember?"

The man in red hurriedly nodded and said: "Remember, your singing voice is melodious and your dancing posture is graceful! Looking back, it's just like last night! How can you forget it!"

Master Yan Luo nodded and said: "It's rare that you still remember Wu Lang! Then let me sing and dance for you again, and find the joy of the past!"

After all, let the man in red continue to beat the beat, singing and dancing by himself.

"...At this time, the saddle has been carved for a long time. The post booth is empty, and the short branches are full of heads. At the end of the world, the cold food is clear, and the tears are stained on the sleeves. Last year, I gave it to passers-by. Eyebrow painting should not be finished..."

After a song, the lingering sound gradually stops, and the dance steps are slightly closed. In the memories, there are so many joys and sorrows, and tears are dripping again.

The man in red deliberately sighed: "Yes! We met every day at that time, and there is nothing more pleasing in life than this!"

Patriarch Yan Luo couldn't help but angrily said: "It's like this every day? You have a good idea! Every time I sneak out, I don't know how much effort I put in! I don't know how satisfied I am if I can see you in ten and a half months!

Later, it was even more difficult for my mother to know that I thought of it!You swore at that time that you would get a good name in the exam, and then you took me out!As for me, I am also looking forward to it!Hope!I hope you are like the song in the play, you have become a high-ranking official and come to pick me up!But……"

Seeing her stop for a moment, the man in red couldn't help but ask, "Then? What happened after that?"

Patriarch Yan Luo stuck out a finger to poke her nose, and said angrily, "Later, you still asked me, did you forget? Because the imperial court canceled the imperial examination, you can no longer take the exam, all thoughts are lost, just say sorry to me, So I was determined to throw myself into the river, and I was also anxious at that time, as long as I was with you, I didn't care about life or death, so I secretly escaped Dadu with you overnight.

In order to avoid being chased by our mother, we escaped for more than 1000 miles all the way!Finally, I settled down in a market town!

At that time, you didn't know anything, so I rented a small door with my little self-esteem, and started a small business. Although I was not rich, I was happy with each other, and I was content with each other! "

The man in red also echoed, "Yes! At that time we worked hard every day, but it was sweet, how beautiful it is!"

After hearing this, Patriarch Yan Luo sighed slightly and said: "However, the good times don't last long. You say that you are a man, and you don't want me to support you, but you want to go out to do something!"

The man in red felt different, so he answered unconsciously, "That's right! A man should be like this! What's wrong with that?"