Ling Yueyao got rid of him and was able to take a good breath. Dewey was a man, and his subordinates were not important. She almost had a breath just now.

With the light fixed in front of her, Ling Yueyao saw a lot of white bones, her eyes a Ling, but did not scream.

In ancient times, there were vast mountains and rivers, and there were corpses in some deserted places. Some of them were accidents, some were hate killing, some were even unknown.

Even on the way to the wedding, she had seen several of them.

At that time, these aspects were not more modern, so modern people were afraid of them, but Ling Yueyao was not afraid of them.

Cherry lips pursed, Ling Yueyao patted Dewey and said, "what's to be afraid of? People all die. No matter why they die, they are all dead bones."

Dewey squashed his mouth and argued in a low voice, "it's not dead bones. It's all ashes now."

"It's all the same." Ling Yueyao said: "this is the place where these people's bones sleep. Don't be so rude. You should be in awe."

Dewey is going to cry.

What kind of awe, he only had fear. What did this woman eat and grow up with? Was she not afraid at all?

Ling Yueyao clasped her hands, closed her eyes and said, "the living are passers-by and the dead are returnees. Heaven and earth travel against each other, and grieve for all ages. "

Dewey listened to Ling Yueyao's clear voice and read these poems. In the silent Valley, only her ethereal voice was lingering, as if the guide was the dead.

Dewey didn't know how. He felt a deep awe in his heart. Seeing Ling Yueyao's respect for the dead, he did not dare to be profane, and closed his hand in silence.

Ling Yueyao read it three times. Then she took up the flag and said to Dewey, "let's go. I hope the dead can rest in peace."

Dewey hesitated for a moment and said, "sister Yue Yao, what you just read is Li Bai's poem. Although I know it's Li Bai's poem, I can't do it if I can't. You're really good."

Ling Yueyao said with a smile: "this poem makes me feel awe inspiring, so remember clearly."

In fact, this is what she saw the other day.

She is not a modern person. Of course, she doesn't know who Li Bai is, but she is quite fond of poetry. So after checking this poem, she really thinks that Li Bai is an extraordinary talent.

Of course, is that what she said?

Everyone knows that Li Bai is a genius.

When they went to a brighter place, Du Weicai took a breath. Ling Yueyao looked at him and found that his trousers were broken, and there was a faint trace of blood.

"Are you hurt?" she stopped

Dewey dew too much, at this time quickly waved his hand: "I'm ok, I'm ok."

"It's nothing. It's OK. The blood doesn't stop. You wait." After that, Ling Yueyao took a flashlight and walked around the grass for two times. She squatted down and picked a little grass. Then she put it in her mouth and chewed it. She sat down on a stone with Dewey. Ling Yueyao applied the herbal medicine to his hand.

"It's a piece of grass. It's very effective to stop bleeding." Take out the gauze from the bag, Ling Yueyao wrapped it for him. Looking up slightly, Ling Yueyao looked at him and asked, "how are you doing? Can I go? "

Dewey looked down on Ling Yueyao. The moonlight hit her soft face. Her beautiful face seemed to flash, and the most moving was a pair of bright eyes, so moving.

Dewey's heart was in a state of confusion.

How can people in this world not like her? If anyone doesn't like her, she may be blind in her eyes and heart.

She is such a good woman, Chu Yunxiao's brain is bad, unexpectedly is not look up to?

At this moment, Dewey regretted that he had despised her.

She's so nice. She's such a jerk.

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