Happy little peasants

It was only when the moon hit the sky that Xie Zhuo's house was completely cleaned.

Zhang Hui came out of the room and saw Wen Ruhui sitting on a stone bench, thinking that she would be sleepy at this hour, and said: "I'll make a bed for you with a table, and I will sleep for one night."

"No, it's enough to find a place to meditate for an hour later."

Wen Ruhui's voice seemed even colder in this quiet moonlit night.She put her hand on her lap and looked up at the moon above her head. The moonlight shone on her face, and everything seemed quiet and beautiful.

Zhang Hui felt that this white and porcelain face should also be coated with the ice-cold sensation of the moonlight when touched, and his eyes were even softer. In his opinion, it was the softest and most agile place in this moonlit night. .

Ever since Yun Dou was slapped by Wen Ruhui, he has always been afraid of Wen Ruhui, but Zhang Hui is not afraid of her, on the contrary, he is very curious about her. While curious, he often has doubts in his heart, for fear that he is not sure of being curious. Degree, did something sorry for the eyebrows.

When it comes to him and Meimei, there is actually no agreement between them, but he knows that if he and Wen Ruhui get too close, Meimei will be angry.

Zhang Hui sat down next to Wen Ruhui. At this time, the warm spring breeze sent a scent of flowers. The fragrance of this flower was not as deserted as the fragrance of orchids on Wen Ruhui's body, but with a lot of sweetness, which made him feel Tranced, like the wine spirit of the day is coming up again.

"It smells so good, Senior Sister." Zhang Hui said casually, and then he was afraid that Wen Ruhui would misunderstand that the fragrance on her body was very fragrant, so he continued, "Where is the fragrance of flowers coming from."

"Let's take a look." Wen Ruhui was originally a fan of flowers, but now he is particularly happy when he smells the smell of flowers, and wants to find out where the fragrance of flowers comes from.

She got up, walked along the path in front of the house towards the grassy slope, Zhang Hui followed her to see where she was going.

Zhang Hui looked at Wen Ruhui's back from behind. She was wearing a moon-white gown, walking calmly and gently, with a sense of solitude.

Wen Ruhui walked for a long time, and stopped under Kazuki's white flowers.When Zhang Hui approached, he happened to find that Wen Ruhui was looking at the moon above his head across the flowers. The beautiful scenery in front of him really made him feel a little illusion of what eve will be.

When the two returned to the stone table, Zhang Hui said, "Senior sister, rest."

At this hour on weekdays, he was sleepy early, but he didn't feel sleepy tonight, even afraid that the night would pass too fast.

"Since we are not sleepy, don't we sit here and talk well?" Wen Ruhui sat down at the stone table and said to Zhang Hui, looking up.

Zhang Hui gave Wen Ruhui a surprised look. She would know that he was not drowsy and that she was usually so cold that she would let him sit and talk together at this time!

He sat down lightly on the stone bench and looked up at Wen Ruhui with a polite smile.The two chatted about Xie Zhuo’s interesting situations during the day. They all had the same opinion of Xie Zhuo. He felt that he had no heart in the city and his mind was as simple as a child, so he could bring them very pure happiness, like making people. Suddenly back to the carefree time of childhood.

From talking about Xie Zhuo, talking about Lushan, talking about practitioners, talking and talking all the way to the mysterious truths in "Gu Shang Yuanzhen", Zhang Hui feels that it has been a long time that no one can tell him that. Talking too much.Because he and Yun Dou were too familiar with each other, they had no patience to discuss so much with each other.

When the two talked about it, they looked at each other seriously at the same time, then turned back and laughed at each other, feeling a little bit late when they met.

On the second day, after Zhang Hui returned to Lushan, all Yun Dou's attention was on Zhang Hui and Wen Ruhui staying together for one night.

"Talking all night? I don't believe it. You two are usually like a gourd. Can you have so much to talk about?" Yun Dou asked suspiciously.

"Don't say you don't believe me, I don't even believe that Senior Sister Wen is a person who can talk so much." When Zhang Hui answered Yun Dou's question, he remembered the situation of staying with Wen Ruhui last night, that moonlight , Huaxiang, Wen Ruhui's figure, her fair and beautiful face, all this is as beautiful and trance as if in a dream.

In the next few days, Zhang Hui would occasionally think of Wen Ruhui, but the two never met again.

Until Ye Xiang went to Lushan again, he broke the original peaceful life.

This time Ye Xiang went to Lushan and was fully prepared. In addition to bringing a group of entourages and warriors as before, there was also a foreign envoy from the Beimang imperial court who was the main official of Beimang to deal with the disappearance of Princess Yunya. principal.

The people led by Ye Xiang went to Lushan with great strength. Lushan has not received so many people once in recent decades. When this group of people was still far from Lushan, the mountain began to spread news, especially those with good things. I walked out to Zhigongyuan early and waited for the excitement. There were different opinions on Ye Xiang's intention to come to Lushan this time.

"Ye Xiang is here again, and he has brought a lot of people here. He is in trouble with Lushan."

"Didn't you come to Lushan politely last time to ask for words? Why did you turn your face and deny you?"

"He had a feast with Lushan in the first place. It seems that it was because of a relationship with a Lushan disciple named Zhang Hui."

The movement of Ye Xiang on Lushan first caught Xie Zhuo's attention.

Xie Zhuo quickly caught up with Ye Xiang's group of people. He saw that Ye Xiang was riding in the forefront, his eyes widened with anger, and he rushed forward.

Ye Xiang rode on the horse, thinking about how to make the whole thing irrefutable after going up to Lushan, and stepped on the Lushan group completely in one fell swoop.

When he was thinking about getting absorbed, a black shadow jumped out from the nearby bushes and flew straight in front of him. He was about to draw his sword to defend, but his face was numb, and his eyes were blurred by the black shadow. Then slapped in a muddle.

"Who? Some kind of show up, don't be so sneaky!" Ye Xiang drew his sword and looked around, yelling.

The entourage behind him also hurried up: "Ye Huwei, I also saw a dark shadow just now, so I couldn't see my face at all. Is this a man or a ghost? Did you offend something here last time..." The voice of the man began to tremble.

With a snap, Ye Xiang slapped his face again.

He was slapped twice in front of everyone so that he could no longer hold on to his face, and cursed: "Who is it, show up quickly, let's have a good fight!"

"Asshole thing, are you worthy to fight with me?" An old voice came out in the air, and Ye Xiang was beaten by a powerful force to fly out of the horse, and fell heavily to the ground after several flips in the air.