Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 55
"Can't even drive away the wind?" Duanmu Cui murmured, hesitant in her heart, while hesitating, the dawn rose and fell on her elbows, as if urgently urging her not to delay.

"It doesn't matter." Duanmucui gritted his teeth, his heart sank, and he plunged into the thick fog.

I don't know how thick the dense fog is, but with the power of the dawn, it can be seen no more than ten feet away.Duanmucui didn't dare to push her too hard, she was very careful, after walking for a long time, she suddenly heard a rustling sound behind her, when she turned her head quickly, she saw nothing but fog and mist.

So he continued to move forward, this time, the rustling sound became more obvious, from front to back, left and right, it was noisy, as if someone was peeping from the side, deliberately lowered his voice and whispered.

The strange thing is that as long as she is a little vigilant, the sound will disappear immediately, and there is no way to find it.

Duanmucui was annoyed in her heart, she simply showed a look of indifference, but she was vigilant and never let go.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, the rustling sound in front suddenly turned into a welcome.Duanmucui had been on guard for a long time, and quickly dodged the blow.When I looked out of the corner of my eye, it seemed that there was a long black tentacle that missed a single blow and quickly retreated into the mist. The mist turned up and disappeared in an instant.

Before Duanmucui came back to his senses, there was another strange sound from behind.This time it was clearly seen that two black tentacles struck, one from the left and one from the right.Duanmucui didn't dodge or dodge, she hurriedly recited the Samadhi True Fire Jue, red flames ignited in her palm, and she grabbed the two tentacles.

This grab was in vain, and the momentum of the "tentacle" did not decrease, and it slammed on her body. When I looked down, I realized that it was not a "tentacle", but two thin black mud.On the original clean clothes, there were two conspicuous streaks of mud immediately, but the palm was fine, presumably the blazing flames of the Samadhi True Fire forced the mud away.

Duanmu Cui had always loved cleanliness, and she was displeased when her clothes were stained, so she rubbed and dusted it once, and the mud and water dried up, but the stains remained after all.There is no other way in this fork in the road, so he sighed and had to let it go, because he thought: fortunately Zhan Zhao bought enough clothes, if this set is dirty, there are still some to change when he goes back.

After thinking like this, I stopped thinking about this matter. It's strange to say that there was no rustling sound afterward, and even the dawn seemed to be able to shine further.Duanmucui thought about the one-hour deadline, so she quickened her pace.

She hurried over here, but she didn't notice at all, the muddy stain gradually shrunk into the shape of a handprint.

The next moment, he stepped down and stepped into the bright military tent.

Duanmucui herself was startled: Isn't he still trekking hard between the forks of the underworld? Could it be that this military tent is the end of the underworld?

I was puzzled for a while, and looked at the military tent carefully, the more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, and my eyes suddenly fell on the chain gun hanging on the wall of the tent.

Isn't that...the through heart lotus?

Duanmucui's heart was shaken, and she hurried over to take down the chain gun for a closer look, when she was scrutinizing, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside the tent, when she turned around to look, a pretty woman in strong clothes was opening the curtain and coming in, when she saw Duanmucui, she showed her face With a smile: "Girl got up so early."

Duanmucui's whole body seemed to be frozen, and the fog gradually covered her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice: "Are you...Ami?"

Ami was her military servant when she was in Xiqi.

Ami chuckled: "The girl said this, why does she act like she doesn't know me? Could it be that she drank too much wine at the banquet last night? But I remember that the wine offered to the girl was blocked by General Zhuchang. "

Duanmucui was still full of doubts and puzzles at first, when he heard the word "Zhuchang", he didn't care about these things, but he even threw himself away, his heart was beating wildly, almost from A voice popped out of his throat: "Which general did you say just now?"

"Of course it's General Zhuchang." Ami gave Duanmucui a strange look, "Miss, have you forgotten that in order to capture Chongcheng, an important town in Shangtang, Shangfu issued three military orders and hastily recalled four groups of troops. Yesterday was Hub On the day when General Chang, General Yang Jian, and Tu Xingsun, Deng Chanyu and his wife met Shangfu, there was a banquet at dusk and a rest at midnight. Many soldiers toasted the girl. The girl was too strong to drink, so General Zhuchang came out to stop her. "

"I remember, I remember..." Duanmu Cui murmured, and before he knew it, tears rolled down his eyes, "But, Zhuchang, didn't he already..."

"To see General Zhuchang, I'm afraid the girl won't be able to sleep well tonight?" Ami leaned over to make the bed, but she didn't notice the strange color of Duanmucui, "There are rumors in the barracks that it was General Zhuchang who treated the girl Intentionally, in the future, the soldiers of Duanmu Camp and Zhuchang Camp may merge into one."

Duanmucui's mind was in chaos, she felt her whole body was limp and weak, she supported the edge of the chair to her left and sat down slowly, only then did she realize that she was wearing a sleeping underwear, and she felt even more at a loss.There was a sound of gold pieces beside her ears, but it was Ami who straightened her armor.Duanmucui subconsciously stood up, let Ami put on her clothes, and heard Ami whisper: "Girl, you also like General Huchang in your heart, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Embarrassed, Duanmucui reprimanded her in a low voice.

Ami showed no signs of fear, and said with a smile: "Girl, I have been by your side since I was a child. Even if I don't fully understand your thoughts, I can guess eight or nine points. Looking at my entire Xiqi army, except Yang Jian When it comes to appearance and military exploits, who can compare with General Zhuchang? I originally hoped that the girl and General Yang Jian could be together, but he is a cultivator... In this way, General Zhuchang could not be better selected."

Speaking of this, she smiled mischievously, and said in a low voice: "I heard from the people in the Zhuchang camp that the girl broke through alone to rescue Shangfu, and the one who bumped into it was General Zhuchang, and took his soldiers and horses. Miss , General Zhuchang's combat exploits are only a lot more than yours, so he really can't beat you? I think he's letting you go."

Duanmucui blushed and turned away from looking at her, but it was a tacit consent.

Seeing her like this, Ami knew that she had guessed correctly, and said happily: "Girl, it seems that I am really right, you really like General Zhuchang."

Duanmu Cui blushed and said, "You're talking nonsense again... When did I say that I... like him coming..."

Ami made a grimace: "You don't like General Zhuchang, do you like Tu Xingsun like Deng Chanyu?"

Duanmucui stomped her feet angrily, she didn't even put on her armor, she stretched out her hand and pushed Ami out of the tent.Ami giggled, begged for mercy and left the tent, but left in no hurry, paused, and suddenly said loudly: "General Zhuchang, have you heard what my girl wants? You just propose marriage to the prime minister, my girl has nothing to say of."

Then I heard a man's deep and deep voice saying: "I heard it, thank you Miss Ami."

When Duanmucui heard this voice, there was a bang in his head. If he had some doubts or clear consciousness before, he really put them all away at this moment, his heart beat wildly, his whole body was sometimes hot and sometimes cold, and his cheeks Like a fire, seeing that familiar tall figure approaching the tent, he didn't even feel short of breath, his hands tightly wrapped around the front of his chest, knowing that he was getting closer and closer, but he didn't dare to raise his head.

The visitor stopped beside her, paused, and stretched out his hand to turn her body to face him.Duanmucui wanted to resist subconsciously, but in the end she couldn't stand his strength, she only felt that the two of them were very close, smelling the masculine breath from his nose, her heart was even more confused.When she wanted to lower her head even lower, the man put his hand on her chin, forcing her to raise her head.

As far as the eyes can see, it is the familiar eyebrows and eyes that have been lingering for a long time in the heart. The sword eyebrows fly slantingly, the eyes are deep, and they seem to be a little lazy.

Just listen to him say: "Just now you said, I will take you to agree, I will arrange for the prime minister."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her to respond, he hugged her tightly with his arms, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

Duanmu Cui seemed to be scorched by fire, without even thinking about it, she exerted force on her arm and pushed him away with a palm.Zhu Chang didn't avoid it, he received the slap, his body swayed, but he froze, and finally said with a smile: "I didn't use all my strength in this slap, I think you don't hate it."

Speaking with a slight smile, he turned around and strode out of the account.Duanmucui watched him leave, suddenly his heart became angry, and he said angrily: "Who said I agreed?"

Huban paused and stopped outside the door tent. Although his voice returned to his usual indifference, his voice was still gentle: "Oh, you don't agree?"

Duanmu Cui was angry at his contempt just now, and said bitterly: "I am a former general of Shangfu's camp, if I want to marry, I must also marry a first-class general of Xiqi."

Zhuchang was silent at first, then paused before saying: "In your mind, how can you be called the first-class fierce general of Xiqi?"

Duanmucui approached the tent door, opened it abruptly, met Shang Zhuchang's probing eyes stubbornly, and slowly stretched out his hand, pointing to the southeast.

Hub Chang looked in the direction of her finger.

"Twenty miles to the southeast of this place is Chongcheng, an important town in Shang Dynasty that I have been unable to attack for a long time in Xiqi. If you can take down Chongcheng for Shangfu, you don't need a sedan chair to marry me. Duanmuying and I will change our surname to Hubchang from now on. If you can't pull it off..."

Hearing that there was something in her words, Zhuchang raised his eyebrows: "What will happen if you can't pull it out?"

"If you can't pull it off," Duanmucui paused, "you don't have to be afraid, I just treat it as a dog bite, and I won't accuse you of rudeness in front of Shangfu!"

The last few words seemed to come out from between the gaps between the teeth, and he slammed down the door curtain, staring at the motionless figure outside the tent without showing any weakness.

After a while, Zhuchang laughed loudly.

"Duanmu, then you just have to wait, I'll go to Shangfu's tent to fight for Chongcheng." After a pause, he suddenly lowered his voice, "I like your temperament, I fell in love with you when I first saw you. "

Duanmucui heard him speak so ambiguously that her ears turned red, she listened carefully to the voices outside, and knew that he was far away, so she slowly let go of her worries.

No, she wanted to let go of her heart, but she couldn't let go.

something seems wrong...

In the blink of an eye, Duanmu Cui's back stiffened: General Zhuchang, didn't he die in the battle of Chongcheng?

With this thought, I broke out in a cold sweat, and without thinking about it, I tore down the door curtain with my hands.

Outside the tent, the sun was supposed to be sunny, but at this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark, and thick fog billowed in.

Duanmucui staggered back two steps, stretched out his hand to touch the stone wall of the corridor, when he looked down, the dawn light on his sleeve fluctuated, and the stains on his clothes that had dried up were sticky again, showing a muddy color.

Still in Hades.

Could it be that everything just now was just a dream?
Duanmucui was stunned for a while, then suddenly covered her face with her hands, tears gradually came out between her fingers.

The sky in Yingzhou is long, neither wind nor rain, and the warm sunlight is like a long thread drawn from an old spinning wheel. Year after year, it has never changed.After she arrived in Yingzhou, she couldn't get along with the group of sorcerers who were full of immortality and old-fashioned manners. In her free time, she looked down on human affairs. Made a few familiar female fairies.

One day, Magu came to Yingzhou to visit her. She mentioned that a few generations ago, Emperor Yingzheng of the Qin Dynasty burned books and buried Confucianism, and many precious classics were burned, including "Lianshan" in Xia Dynasty and "Gui Zang" in Shang Dynasty. What a pity.

Duanmucui smiled and said: "I don't know about Penglai and the abbot, but there is a Hanhai Bookstore in Yingzhou, which collects classical books and human books. "Lianshan" and "Guizang" may be among them. I will help you find them some other day. look."

Magu smiled and said: "That's exactly what I mean. Yingzhou Bookstore is called 'the vast sea', and you can see all the collections. If you find it, send someone to me. When I enter the world next time, I will find some people with roots of wisdom. People, return this book to the world."

Entrusted with the matter of loyalty, Duanmu Cuiguo found a convenient day not long after Magu left and went to Hanhai Book Pavilion.

The Hanhai Book Pavilion is located in the middle of the fairy mountains. It occupies a vast area, densely covered with bamboos and forests. It is a huge fairy gallery courtyard, but there are few people there, and it seems that few people come.It took Duanmucui a lot of effort to find the keeper of the pavilion who was buried in reading in the corner where the booklets were piled up high.

Unexpectedly, after calling several times, the man was so intoxicated with the pages of the book that he turned a deaf ear to her voice.

Duanmucui was annoyed, she stepped forward and snatched the book from him.

The person was startled, so as not to have any visitors, he quickly got up and saluted her: "I have met the Shangxian, Xiaoxian is the person who studies scriptures and history at Hanhaishuge..."

"All right, all right." Duanmucui didn't want to be polite to him, "Let me ask you, is there any "Lianshan" or "Gui Zang" here?"

"'Lianshan', 'Guizang'..." The man was still hesitating, when he suddenly saw Duanmucui's impatient face, he hurriedly said, "Xiaoxian remembers that there should be some, Shangxian hangs around for a while, Xiaoxian will go find them .”

Duanmucui heard him say yes, most of the impatience in her heart disappeared immediately, she smiled sweetly and said: "Thank you in advance, please help me find it."

Her smile was very charming, the man's heart flickered when he saw it, fearing that he would lose his appearance, he hurriedly bowed his head in response.

Duanmucui really responded to his words by "lingering" for a while, and deliberately took some books from the shelf to read, and when he looked at them, they were densely packed and filled with sweat, he felt a little dizzy, and couldn't help saying to the man: "What do you like to read in the world now?" Book?"

The man was busy flipping through the books. Hearing her question, he quickly stopped his movements and replied respectfully: "Poetry has risen in the world, and there are quite popular works. Wang Changling's poems on the left side of Shangxian are also very popular. .”

Duanmucui let out a cry, stretched out her hand to take it, flipped through it casually, and saw that it was mostly a work of boudoir grievances, she was a little displeased, and was about to put it back in its original place, when her heart shook suddenly, she turned over the book in her hand again and again carefully , finally found the page that caught her attention just now.

It is a seven-character quatrain written by Wang Changling, called "Girl's Resentment".

The young women in the boudoir don't know how to worry,
Spring makeup on the Cuilou.

Suddenly I saw the willow color on the street,
The repentant husband's son-in-law seeks a title.

The first three sentences are not bad, but the last sentence is "repentant to teach my husband and son-in-law to find a marquis", just seven words, twisted into a hard iron arrow inadvertently, silently, deeply into the heart, stubbornly staying in the place, You can't make an inch, but you can't retreat an inch.

If she hadn't asked Zhuchang to pull down Chongcheng that day, would the subsequent events have been rewritten?

Holding the booklet in her hand, she silently recited this line of poetry over and over again. Tears rolled down the book, and the ink words in front of her gradually stained into a ball...

I don't know how long it took, but when I looked up, I realized that the keeper of the pavilion was standing in front of him, holding the book he found with great difficulty in his hand, hesitating to speak, murmuring, but he never dared to come forward to meet him. she talks.

With tears in his eyes, Duanmucui didn't care about the "Lianshan" and "Guizang" he was looking for. When he let go of his hand, Wang Changling's poetry collection fell to the ground.The pavilion keeper hastily bent down to pick it up, but when he raised his head, he realized that Duanmucui had gone far away.

That would be the last memory of Zhuchang.

Duanmucui sighed deeply, only then did she realize that the thick fog had dissipated at some point, and the tunnel that she thought would never reach the end finally showed its final appearance.

Duanmucui regained her composure, and walked step by step towards the place that radiated light.

As far as the eye could see, it was a dome that was even bigger than the previous fork. Huge red seal.

A long and tall man in white clothes was facing the stone platform thoughtfully, when he heard footsteps behind him, he turned his head slowly.

Duanmucui sneered.

Wen Guweiyu, I knew you would be in the dark.

Wen Gu Weiyu's gaze was unexpectedly peaceful, without shock or fear, and even less panicked by being caught, Qianqian brushed past Duanmucui's body, retracted lightly, and turned to the stone platform again.

It seems that the appearance of Duanmucui is so normal that it happens every day, so it is not surprising that it can be ignored.

Duanmucui laughed back in anger.

what is this?
It's not that I haven't imagined the situation of confronting Wen Guweiyu head-on before, and I'm 12 full of energy, ready to fight at any time. Unexpectedly, Wen Guweiyu has such a posture that looks like a passer-by-as expected, there is no trick to win, and there is a trick, so light and flirtatious. , Tell her that she can't deal with it?
Turning his mind, his eyes caught the momentary stiffness of Wen Gu Weiyu's body in time.

Sure enough, Wen Guweiyu turned around again.

"You..." He frowned slightly, "I don't remember you wearing such clothes."

Is this... a prologue?

Duanmucui was a little confused, she thought the topic of the two was either Yingzhou map or Xuanping plague, and she never thought about clothes.

(End of this chapter)