Dream Broken You Pavilion

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"Tu Tuk" followed two knocks on the door, and Xuelian's voice came from outside the door:

"Girl, the young master is here."

Jing'er couldn't help wondering, when did this villain learn to knock on the door first?so polite?

"Come in."

Shang Wuyang pushed the door open, and Jing'er was standing in front of the south window with her back facing him, looking at the distant mountains, her long black hair fell on her slender waist, like a waterfall pouring down.Shang Wuyang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to her, Jing'er suddenly turned around, his hand stopped in mid-air.

Looking at his stagnant hands, Jing'er said coldly: "I haven't done anything for a few days, is Young Master Shang's hands itchy?"

Shang Wuyang blinked, then stretched out his hand to the table beside him, picked up a stack of written papers and flipped through them casually, it turned out that they were all medicines and prescriptions that she had carefully recorded.

"You're not interested in my prescription, are you? Would you like me to change your ghastly face into a more cheerful one? For the sake of acquaintance, I can consider giving you a [-]% discount."

Jing'er's face was so calm that she stretched out her hand and snatched the paper with the recipe from him.

"Eerie and hideous?"

Shang Wuyang twitched his lips and asked, "Is that why you hate me?"

"What do you think?" Jing'er sorted out the prescriptions in her hands without raising her head.

"..."

After a while of silence, Jing'er looked at him, and saw that his brows were full of worry, which was quite different from the previous violent look. The hatred of killing his father was like a heavy shackle, binding his heart and blinding his eyes. Make him irrational.But the desolation in his eyes made Jing'er faintly feel the lonely world from the bottom of his heart that no one knew.

Shang Wuyang is obviously not the same today as before. His black hair is tied in a bun on the top of his head, and a black jade hairpin is inserted horizontally in the bun. Without the cover of the long hair in front of his forehead, his sharp-edged face becomes clearer. Two sword-like eyebrows straight into the temples, a pair of deep eyes shining with clear light, nose high, lips stubbornly pursed, dressed in a green polar gown, black jade belt around the waist, taking advantage of his muscular figure especially pleased long.Compared with Xiao Han's handsome beauty, he is a different kind of cool and handsome.

"Do you think this young master is very attractive?"

Just when she was thinking wildly, Shang Wuyang's thick voice with a hint of ridicule came from her ear, Jing'er restrained her mind, and replied lightly:

"It's indeed a bit of a new look. What a good day today, so that the tyrannical young master is especially good-tempered today?"

"Really?" Shang Wuyang took a step forward, Jing'er hurriedly took a step back when she saw this, her big eyes were full of guard.

Jing'er said: "Please respect yourself!"

"No!" He answered simply and neatly.

Jing'er stared: "You..."

He said, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Before she could react, Shang Wuyang grabbed her hand, dragged her away, and said:

"Take you out to bask in the sun, lest you get moldy."

Jing'er struggled endlessly, stumbled all the way and was dragged downstairs, she kept yelling:

"Let go, you let go..."

Shang Wuyang threatened in a cold voice: "If you don't walk properly, I will carry you away."

Jing'er shut her mouth for a moment, and said, "Just go, don't make a move."

No one paid attention to her, so she was dragged out by him all the way.

This is a road that Jing'er has never walked before. In fact, there is no road under her feet, she just shuttles between the mountains and forests.

Jing'er's hand was firmly grasped by his big hand and she couldn't break free. She had no choice but to let him drag her, trying to keep up with his footsteps.

The two walked in a dense forest for about an hour, and finally walked out of the forest, and their eyes suddenly brightened.Accompanied by the sound of roaring water, a spacious land with green grass appeared in front of them. Shang Wuyang finally let go of her little hand and strode forward on his own. Shocked, tongue-tied, I don't know where I am for a moment......

This spacious grassland is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the mountains are connected. One mountain is higher than the other. A waterfall flows down the mountain stream, shining crystal light under the sunlight. In the pool, the sound of flying water falling down is huge and far-reaching, echoing in the valley endlessly, the momentum is magnificent, and there are green trees in the canyon. Going forward, there is a broken wall under the pool, which can be seen from a distance The bottomless depth of the pool is daunting.

Shang Wuyang went straight to a black-brown boulder in front of the cliff, stepped lightly on his feet, and jumped up. His long body stood on the boulder, blowing the hem of his robe that fell to the ground and fluttered in the autumn wind. Like a butterfly flapping its light green wings, just about to spread its wings, proud and lonely, he looked around the surrounding mountains and looked up at the sky. A white cloud like a cotton ball floated over the top of the mountain. He opened his arms and shouted loudly:

"Father, I'm Wu Yang! Is that you? What do you look like? Please show your true face, can we meet father and son?"

His loud and high-pitched voice was drowned in the echo of the running water in the valley, but Jing'er couldn't hear a single word clearly.

Jing'er was stunned, remembering that she once stood on the porch of another courtyard looking at the white cloud above her head and told Xue Lian that this white cloud was her mother.And this is not a legend, it's just Jing'er's imagination, just to put her thoughts on her mother, and now he is calling Baiyun like this, obviously, he didn't leave that day, and he listened to everything she said, and , he totally believed it.

Looking at Shang Wuyang's lonely back, Jing'er felt unspeakable pity in her heart, she walked forward slowly, stood beside the boulder at Shang Wuyang's feet, raised her hands to her mouth like a trumpet, and directed The white cloud that was gradually drifting away in the sky called out loudly:

"Hey——, that white cloud in the sky, please stop. Excuse me, are you Shang Wuyang's father? If so, please stop and meet your son. He needs discipline. Come down and take care of him." Take care of him!"

Shang Wuyang was startled suddenly, looking up at the cloud that was fading away, his eyes softened instantly, and a smile was imperceptibly drawn on his lips.

Jing'er shuddered, goosebumps appeared on her back in an instant, she had never seen him smile before, could it be that she was dazzled?

I can't help but think of the little things when I was with Xiao Han. The dazzling smile that used to hang on his lips at that time always caused ripples in her heart. Now it even involves her endless lovesickness, and a touch of tenderness lingers in her heart. In the eyes, thousands of autumn waters linger in the illusion, that little heart can no longer hold the strong emotion, and it overflows from the heart in an instant, no matter how difficult it is to restrain.

In the feeling of nostalgia, she looked absently at a stretch of green hills in the distance, and saw Xiao Han walking from the mountain in a trance, his deep and wise eyes revealed a trace of calmness, the smile on his face was neither frivolous nor wild, and the ivory folding fan was shaking gently , it is difficult to hide the inherent nobility and elegance, the long body walks slowly, the hem of the snow-white gown swaying in the wind...

Shang Wuyang jumped off the black stone, walked slowly to Jing'er and sat on the ground beside Jing'er, saying:

"The scenery here is the most beautiful in Fulong Mountain."

"Yes, it is very beautiful." Jing'er's voice was soft and sweet, her eyes never left the distant mountains, and the soft smile on her lips came from her heart.

Seeing Jing'er's strange expression, Shang Wuyang asked: "What are you looking at?"

An intrusive question interrupted Jing'er's daydream, she came back to her senses, and looked at the empty mountain field in front of her, her heart falling to the ground.

His eyes swept over the black-brown boulder, and his heart moved, how could there be such a strange stone in this mountain, like iron but not like iron, like a stone but not a stone, it is very strange.

Going forward, reaching out to touch it curiously, muttering to himself:

"This rock is so strange, round, half in the soil, half on the ground, and mottled, mixed with black and white, it seems to be different from ordinary mountain rocks."

Shang Wuyang said: "I heard that a huge rock fell from the sky five years ago and burned half of the mountain."

"A boulder fell from the sky?" Jing'er suddenly became curious.

Shang Wuyang replied: "I came here three years ago, and then I saw this strange stone. I don't know if it is the boulder that fell from the sky. At that time, it was black. Over time, its color has gradually changed to this."

Jing'er's surprised face gradually became dignified, her brows were slightly frowned, her eyes were fixed on the boulder, her fingers slid gently on it, she suddenly stretched out her hand towards Shang Wuyang, and said:

"Lend me a dagger."

Shang Wuyang was slightly taken aback, but without asking, he took out the Panlong dagger including its sheath from the boot and handed it to her.

Without saying a word, Jing'er held the sheathed dagger flat on her open palm, and walked slowly towards the black stone. Her face was solemn, and every step she took was very slow and careful. It will suddenly fly and smash over.

Still ten steps away from the stone, Jing'er carefully pulled out the edge of the blade a little bit, revealing a trace of silver shining edge, at this moment, she suddenly saw the blade shaking slightly in the scabbard.

Shang Wuyang suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the treasured knife that can jump by itself in surprise.

Jing'er clenched the scabbard with her left hand, lightly held the handle with her right hand, and only pointed the handle towards the boulder, and took a tentative step forward. It became more violent, as if being pulled by some mysterious force and was about to fly out at any time. Taking a step forward, Jing'er suddenly felt a strong force coming from the blade, and the tiger's mouth of the right hand holding the handle was numb from the shock. The sharp blade has already been pulled halfway out, the more it moves forward, the greater its strength.Jing'er's face showed a look of surprise, and she stopped walking forward, but started to move sideways with the dagger in her hand, and slowly circled to the side and rear of Heishi.

Strangely, with the movement of her footsteps, the vibration of the blade of the dagger in her hand became smaller and smaller, and the half-exposed blade gradually stopped. Jing'er let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife, and gradually Going around behind the stone, the strange phenomenon reappeared, the blade gradually retracted into the scabbard by itself, until Jing'er stood directly behind the stone, and with a soft "chuckle", the blade completely disappeared into the sheath .

Jing'er was ecstatic.Returning the dagger to Shang Wuyang, he picked up a small stone from the ground and rubbed it lightly on the rock, some places will be broken, while some dark brown places are extremely hard.

Shang Wuyang was greatly surprised by Jing'er's weird expression and bizarre operation, as if he was watching a magical magic, he stood behind Jing'er, staring at her increasingly strange behavior, but he didn't dare to disturb her.

Jing'er was engrossed in her work as if no one else was around, and after a while, she let out an exclamation:

"Sure enough, it's Comet Flowing Meteor, it's really amazing."

This sudden exclamation startled Shang Wuyang who was "watching the battle" behind her intently. He reached out and grabbed Jing'er, "throwing" her behind him. strange stone.

Jing'er was in a state of excitement when she was suddenly "thrown" out, she was in a daze, and saw Shang Wuyang facing the black stone with a serious attitude, as if facing a big enemy, she couldn't help crying and laughing, and asked:

"What are you doing? Do you want to compete with this stone?"

Shang Wuyang stared at the black stone with eagle-like eyes, and said in a deep voice, "What is this? Why is it so strange?"

Jing'er said, "Don't worry, it won't jump up and hit you by itself."

Coming out from behind him, he said, "It's just a stone, but it's just a stone in the sky. It's the precious 'Comet'."

Shang Wuyang was stunned for a moment, confused, and asked: "What is 'Huibo Liuyun'?"

Jing'er said, "Meteor."

"Meteor?" Shang Wuyang pointed to the strange looking black stone, "Is this the 'Meteor' flying from the sky?"

Jing'er nodded and said: "It's a fake, but whether it's a treasure or not depends on the texture of the meteorite. I just checked it roughly. This 'meteorite' is a treasure among treasures. Look,"

She pointed to the dark brown irregular strips on the mottled surface of the boulder, and said:

"This should be iron. It has been recorded in history books that there are iron-containing and iron-free pure stones in meteorites. If iron is contained, you can find a good blacksmith and build it with your heart. The weapons you cast will be indestructible." , It should be a sharp weapon for cutting iron like mud."

Shang Wuyang asked suspiciously: "Is it so magical?"

"More than that," Jing'er glanced at the dagger in Shang Wuyang's hand, "Did you see that dagger unsheathed by itself just now? This iron lump is amazing, it's still a huge magnet, if you use it well , his role in the future is really immeasurable."

"magnet?"

Jing'er curled her lips, showed a mysterious smile at him, and said:

"When you forge weapons, you will know at that time. If you use those weapons to fight a war, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and you will be able to use one against a hundred sharp weapons."

"Really?" Shang Wuyang seemed a little dubious.

"Believe it or not," Jing'er curled her lips and said, "But I just took a rough look, and it may not be accurate."

Jing'er walked slowly to sit down on the grass ten steps away from Shang Wuyang, and said:

"Honorable Young Master Shang, you brought me here today to show me this meteorite, right?"

Shang Wuyang shook his head and said, "I just wanted to come out to relax."

Two birds flapped their wings and circled above their heads, drew a graceful arc in the air, uttered two pleasant calls, and flew away gradually.

Jing'er looked up, and said in her mouth: "It's only been seven days since spring came, and it's been two years since I left home. When you return to the geese, your thoughts are before the flowers."

There was a trace of loneliness in Shang Wuyang's eyes, and he said coldly: "Is it not good to eat or live here? Is there no nostalgia for bringing you to this fairyland-like Fulong Mountain?"

Jing'er replied calmly: "My relatives are not around."

Shang Wuyang said: "I can take your father over."

Jing'er said indifferently: "Then can you bring my husband over?"

As if being pricked by a needle, his body shook, and he suddenly looked at Jing'er, but the fortitude and firmness in her eyes hurt him deeply again, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Go back!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Jing'er saw that he left as soon as he said so suddenly, she was annoyed in her heart, she insisted on dragging me here, and now she leaves me alone, this person really has a serious character defect, her self-esteem made her ignore him, but she is here There is no way to know the way in the mountains, and it is not known whether there are any ferocious beasts in the forest. If he really leaves her behind, he really can't go back.

Thinking of the ferocious beast, Jing'er shivered unconsciously, she was afraid, but she still couldn't lose her self-esteem. She stood up and shouted loudly at his back:

"Hey, I'm going to give your mother an injection. If you leave me behind, your mother won't let you go."

As expected, Shang Wuyang stopped, but he didn't look back, he just stood there and waited for her until she approached him before moving on, in order for her to keep up, he slowed down a little.