Dream Broken You Pavilion

On the last day of July, it was the annual market in Xiangzhou. Just after dawn, the vendors who carried the burden had already rushed into the city.Before morning, both sides of the east and west long streets were already crowded with hawkers who came to sell their goods. A simple bamboo table was spread out, and their respective goods were placed, or a piece of linoleum was simply spread on the ground, and the bamboo baskets were filled with hawkers. The utensils were taken out and placed neatly, and they also occupied a booth. If so, Xiangzhou City became lively in an instant.

After breakfast, taking advantage of the cool weather, Jing'er and Xiaocui went to the street.

After going out, the street was very noisy, Xiao Cui excitedly took the young lady's hand, shuttled through the crowds, her big eyes flashed brightly, looked here and there, ran to the rouge and powder stand, and shouted :

"Miss, look quickly, this rouge powder is really fragrant."

Going to the sugar figurine booth, she shook her lady's hand vigorously, clamoring for a sugar figurine. Jing'er took out a copper coin from the purse embroidered with peonies hanging from her waist and bought one for her. Xiaocui looking at the sugar figurine happily acted like a child.

Jing'er bought herself a jade hairpin carved with peony flowers, and bought a pair of silver earrings with chrysanthemum patterns for Xiaocui. The two were in a good mood, and they walked farther and farther along the long street.

Hearing the yelling of the performers, all the way to the entrance of the show, there were already many people surrounded by three floors inside and outside, and there were bursts of applause one after another, which made the two feel itchy.He searched for a gap and forced his way in.

But I saw a bald man on the field, with a strong physique, thick eyebrows and round eyes, shirtless on the upper body, wearing only a short open-front vest, revealing the bronze-colored strong muscles in his chest, and wearing black trousers, with a simple knife in his hand, flipping around, It was very flexible, the dance of knives was like a tiger's wind, a group of knives directly engulfed a strong man in it, and a cool breeze was brought about by the knives, everyone was dumbfounded and applauded repeatedly.After finishing a set of saber techniques, he clasped his fists at the crowd around the audience, which immediately drew applause.

Immediately, a thin little brother came with a copper gong, knocked twice, and then turned the gong in his hand, face down and up, stepped forward with his hand, and yelled:

"All the folks who have money will hold a money market, and those who have no money will hold a personal market."

Walking around the venue, everyone gave generously, some gave a little money, and some generously threw away a few pieces of silver.The little brother's smiling eyes were narrowed into slits, and he bowed again and again to thank him.

Jing'er also took out a few copper coins from her purse and threw them into the gong.

After a while, the younger brother returned after collecting the money, and a boy of about ten years old came up, with a simple bun on his head, tied tightly with a black headband, and wearing a black bunt, but he was very capable.

This kid holds an iron bone handle in each hand, and a short iron rod with a garlic-like iron ball on each, but the one this kid holds is one size smaller than the ones used by ordinary martial arts practitioners.

He clasped his fists at the audience and sang loudly with a childish voice:

"Neighbors, now I will practice a section for everyone, please bear with me, please!"

After a burst of applause, he began to practice, straddling the tiger, kicking his legs, stretching his waist, turning in the air, left tiger hitting right, right tiger hitting left, holding a tripod with both hands, and dancing the two small bones in a very impressive manner.

A backflip landed on the ground, and everyone was waiting to applaud. Suddenly, the child slipped on the soles of his feet, and the center of gravity of one was unstable. His feet rushed forward, and his body fell backwards. .

The crowd around the audience exclaimed in unison, and retreated one after another, while Tie Guduo was unbiased, and rushed straight to the door of Jing'er who was standing in the front row. It was getting closer and closer, and all of a sudden, her face paled. At this moment, it was too late to even exclaim...

At this critical moment, an arm stretched out from behind to tightly wrap around her slender waist, and lifted her out abruptly. At the same time, a bundle of golden threads flew out, wrapped around the handle of Tieguduo, and then reversed. Pull, Tie Guduo made a "swish", drew an arc in the air, fell heavily on the field, smashed a crater the size of a palm, and raised a cloud of dust.

When the terrified Jing'er came back to her senses, she found that she was already standing in the open space in the center of the arena.Qianqian's slender waist was tightly bound by an arm, while she was clinging to someone's arms...

Looking sideways in shock, this man is more than a head taller than her, with a fair complexion, handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, white teeth and red lips, he is actually an extremely handsome young man.The faces of the two were within easy reach, and she could even see her frightened face from his bright eyes. Jing'er couldn't help but look embarrassed, blushing, and her heart was beating like a drum. Seeing this, the man also blushed, and immediately Let go of your arms.

At this time, the terrified audience members stared and opened their mouths. When they saw the two people standing in the middle of the field safe and sound, they couldn't help clapping and shouting, "It's so dangerous."

Xiaocui who came back to her senses hurried over, "Miss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Jing'er blushed and looked at the man who saved her. Just as she was about to say thank you, the man glanced at the surrounding onlookers, raised a dazzling arc on his lips, and opened his mouth first, "Can we It's not a monkey, so you can't stand here and let them watch it? Miss offended."

His extremely magnetic voice flicked Jing'er's eardrums, and Jing'er felt flustered for no reason.

The man suddenly raised his finger to the sky and shouted:

"Look, what is that?"

As if hearing an order, everyone's eyes, without exception, followed his fingers and looked upwards. At this moment, Jing'er felt her waist tighten again, and instantly "flyed" without touching her feet. Before he could exclaim in alarm, he stepped on his feet suddenly, and when he looked closely, he was already standing behind the crowd of spectators.

Jing'er turned her head to look at this man in disbelief, her eyes were full of astonishment, she didn't know how she got out from the crowd, and she didn't know how he managed to do such amazing things. Women are even more beautiful, could it be that he is really not a mortal?

The man was also looking down at her, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his eyes as deep as the sea gleamed with a different kind of expression, his eyes met, and time stood still for an instant.

In a trance, a faint smell of medicine soaked into the nose. She grew up in a medical family and was accompanied by medicinal materials. Jing'er was extremely sensitive to this smell. After sniffing carefully, she found that this strange smell came from On this man's body, I was stunned...

"Miss, why are you here?"

Xiaocui's hasty cry woke them up, the man let go of his arms in a panic, and his fair cheeks instantly turned cherry red.With a slight tap of the wrist, the ivory fan in his hand unfolded with a "swish", revealing a light yellow fan surface painted with gold, and a picture of an eagle painted on it. The sun near noon warmly casts on the fan surface, emitting a little bit of golden light, which is full of nobility and magnificence In the air, a white jade pendant swayed gently with the shaking folding fan.

He covered his mouth and nose with the fan, secretly sizing up the woman in front of him who had just been rescued by him, but saw that her features were picturesque, her pupils were watery, and her figure was slim and graceful. Her eyelashes drooped slightly, she was shy and timid, dignified and quiet, with an orchid-like demeanor.

Feeling his gentle and rippling eye waves, Jing'er felt like ten deer bumping into her heart, her little face turned red to the base of her neck...

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Xiaocui couldn't help but chuckled, and whispered to the man:

"Master, it seems impolite for you to look at my young lady like this."

The man suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly closed the folding fan, clasped his fist at Jing'er, and said:

"Just now, I was reckless."

Jing'er tried her best to maintain a calm and reserved manner, saluted her forehead and said:

"Thank you for your help, son."

There was a smile on the man's handsome face, filled with the warmth of a spring breeze, "It's a little effort, girl, don't worry about it, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, he raised his forehead slightly, and immediately turned and left.

Looking at the vigorous back in the white long gown, the black hair in a bun made his white neck glow like pearls, his back was straight, and a breeze blew by, and the hem of the tulle polar trousers was gently raised. Swaying in the wind, like a dream.

The person in the painting, who is like otherworldly fireworks, gradually drifted away, and was submerged in the hustle and bustle of people in a short while. Jing'er felt a little disappointed in her heart for no reason. In the disappointment, there was a bit of curiosity, and she thought to herself : "Who is he? Is he a human being or an immortal?"

"Miss, who is this son who saved you?" Xiao Cui shook Jing'er who was in a daze.

"Oh, I forgot to ask the name." Jing'er was startled.

"Miss, this young man is so handsome."

"Yes…"

Suddenly realizing that he had slipped his tongue, he couldn't help blushing, and glared at her, "Stop talking nonsense, go home quickly."

Frightened by this, Jing'er lost interest in playing. The two turned around and walked back. When they touched their sleeves, they couldn't find the newly bought hairpin. They might have lost it due to crowds. How can they find it now? Can not help but regret.

……

But the man who rescued the man went straight to a restaurant and took the white horse left in the store. When he raised his leg and stepped on the stirrup, something clicked on his waist. When I took it off, it turned out to be an exquisite white jade hairpin, with a peony flower carved on one end of the hairpin.

Holding the hairpin in his hand, he was at a loss, he really didn't know where it came from, now that he thought about it carefully, didn't the woman he had just rescued wear a pink peony flower on her head?Could it be that this hairpin belonged to that woman?What a coincidence, why did the hairpin just get stuck on his belt?It's interesting to think about it.

He led the white horse back to search the same way, but the woman was nowhere to be seen.I don't know the woman's name, and how can I find it blindly if I search for it blindly in the vast sea of ​​people.He simply put the hairpin in his bosom first, and only waited for a chance encounter in the future before returning it.