Red Heart Survey

Get out of the west gate of Maple Forest City, go straight along the official road for about seven-eight li, then turn left and enter the trail, but the time it takes half an incense stick To burn, you can see the Green Willow River that surrounds the weeping willows.

At this time, the evening breeze is blowing, and the bright moon is reflected in the waves, sparkling.

When Jiang Wang walked out of the trail, he saw Ling He's thin back, standing by the river like a silent tree.

"Hey, let me take a look at me." Zhao Rucheng rushed to him and hung his neck and said, "Isn't it possible to avoid crying?"

Ling He somewhat Helpless, "Why are you here?"

"Your voice is a little dumb. You must have cried!"

At this time, a rough voice came out of the grass by the river. "The surname is Zhao, you sometimes owe you to clean up, do you know?"

"Brother Hu, are you there too?" Zhao Rucheng shrank his neck, Du Yehu, a savage man, that's true If he doesn't agree with him, he will do it, and he will not care about his handsome face.

"I was drinking here." Du Yehu said angrily, his body full of alcohol wandering in the evening breeze, "didn't expect him to carry the guy over, bad luck."

"That's right! Why are you burying him?" Zhao Rucheng continued: "This kind of wolf-hearted thing should be thrown directly into the river, let him go down the river and feed the fish and the shrimp."

Jiang Wang glanced in the direction Du Yehu came out, "Is he buried there?"

"The third child." Taking into account Jiang Wang's mood, Ling He explained "I haven't forgotten Pengju's badness, but I still remember his goodness. My family is not well, and I often don't have enough to eat. Pengju always excuses me to give instructions on martial arts, and he drags me until the meal starts. When he died, he deserved it, but I can’t watch him expose his corpse to the wilderness...Of course, you are also very good to me. You killed Azure Ox Village that year, you wanted to save me..."

" What do you say about this?" Jiang Wang interrupted him: "My father told me when he was alive that adults are different from children. The first thing an adult needs to learn is to seek common ground while reserving differences. That kind of thing I don’t play with him, so You can’t play with him either, it’s a little child. You and Fang Pengju and me, we’re different. I won’t affect your love for him, and you won’t affect me and him."

"This is the truth." Ling He said.

He looked around at the green willow riverbank in the night, "There is always an illusion like yesterday. There is not much change here, but we are all different."

"Nothing will never change. The only thing that remains the same in this world is that it will always change." Zhao Rucheng finished this sentence meaningfully, and leaned in front of Ling He with no skin: "Don't bury the individual. As for being buried so late, didn't you two cry with a headache?"

When the voice fell, he rose from the ground and flashed over Du Yehu's flying hairy legs very neatly.

"tsk tsk tsk, fly into a rage out of humiliation..." He was halfway through his provocative words, and he quickly bowed and said: "Wrong, wrong Brother Hu."

Du Yehu has already geared up to catch up, "You're right, I'm about to give you a headache and cry."

Ling He leisurely said: "But I I believe that there will always be some things that will not be changed."

"Your words, I agree with half." Jiang Wang said.

The "competition" between Du Yehu and Zhao Rucheng, somehow turned into a four-person melee. Fists and feet together, each stumbling. At the end of the fight, everyone gasping for breath, laughed out loud again, and cried with a headache.

If someone passes by the Luliu River this evening, I'm afraid there will be some strange talk about water ghosts.

The four brothers finally left Luliuhe side by side, leaving this place where youth and friendship were recorded.

No one said any more.

It's just that Zhao Rucheng turned his head back and muttered:

"When you get there, stop hurting friends. Dead ghost."

……

The moonlight is flowing in the shimmering Green Willow River and pouring down from the broken roof of the Returning Truth Temple.

I don't know if it's because of the moonlight, the two people talking in this broken monastery looked extremely pale.

One of them is a charming woman, she is wearing a bright red dress, she is very tall and curvaceous. Especially the dazzling whiteness at the slightly open neckline dangled so that people couldn't remove their eyes.

Her face is a little too pale, it is reasonable to say that she will be a little weak and sick, but she has a surprisingly gorgeous feeling. Probably because of her bright red lips, right?

She just sat on the dusty incense table without minding, so beautiful but so calm.

She gently wiped her red lips with her tail finger and said: "The beggars in this view are all dead. It's really distressing. What are we going to ask God for?"

The sound seemed to go to the cobweb in the corner of the eaves and make a circle before it was sent to where it should be. It seemed a bit empty.

"The life and soul of a cultivator is enough."

The speaker is standing at the door, unlike the red lady, he seems to be unwilling to touch half of his foot Enter this dirty broken monastery and cover your mouth and nose with a handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms.

"Yeah, speaking of which is easy." Hong Shang said, "Let's kill a few mortals sneakily and kill a cultivator? Are you afraid that Zhuang Country Dao Academy won't come?"

"There is each one in this city, and they will die sooner or later." The man said, frowned: "Shall we choose to speak in this place?"

Red The lady chuckled: "Zuo Guanglie, who is famous in the world, fell here. The people of Zhuang Country have turned this place ten times inside and out. There is nowhere nearer that is cleaner than this."

Speaking of Zuo Guanglie, she actually closed her eyes slightly, revealing a drunken look, and even the pale face quickly turned flush, "I can still smell his majestic breath~ "

"Back to business." The man interrupted her reverie quietly, "Wei Quji is not easy to mess with. Now there is another Dong'A. We must find Dao Child as soon as possible." Those Qin Chu barbarians are fighting here, and the sacrifice of Returning Truth Temple can't be carried out. Let me say, instead of catching some mortals one after another, it is better to sacrifice a cultivator directly, which is simpler."

"There is not only one way of courting death, why should you stick to it? Is it not good to draw a sword and cut your throat? Or draw thunder and eat your body?"

Xu was beaten After breaking the unpleasantness of reverie, the red lady opened her beautiful eyes and reduced her smile, "Before Dao Child is born, you better know what low-key is!"

The man seems to be a little annoyed, too. He covered his nose and said: "Miao Yu! It seems that you didn't mean to attack Maple Forest Dao Academy! Now the city is full of wind and rain. If one is not good, our major event will fail!"

"What do you know? This world is too big, and there are too many accidents! Who would have thought that Zuo Guanglie would have died like this? It just happened to ruin our sacrifice plan. Under River Lethe, the bones have been silent for too long! There is an accident! Now in Maple Forest City, Dong'A is very important. We must be clear about his strength and bottom line! Certain sacrifices are inevitable. Besides..."

Named Miao Yu The red dress girl licked her lips: "Do you know that the beggar in this broken monastery is not dead? I'm in Maple F In the Orest City Dao Academy, I smelled a familiar smell..."

This dirty environment made the man more impatient: "The life and death of a trifling beggar is also worth my care? "

Miao Yu only stretched his waist carelessly this time, showing her beautiful figure, "idiot." "

The man squinted his eyes, and also concealed the ephemeral desire under his eyes, "Don't think that you are Dao Child's woman in name, just like this impudent." Sect Saintess has gone more for thousands of years. When Dao Child appears, he will have to look at whether he wants you or recognizes you. "

"Rosy Cheeks White Bones, empty and imaginary. Can't you see through? "

"he he he he. "The man turned around and walked away, "I can't see through, so what does it matter?" That's it. "

After a long time, in this quiet and dilapidated old view, the temptation of murmur light sounded, and it floated away like a moonlight.

"How could he not love me? Why don't you want me? I have been guarding for so many years, waiting for so many years..."