Happy little peasants

It was drizzling and misty in Shanshu Village, and there was a quiet area in front of the Temple of Earth. When Zhang danced his sword, he gradually remembered the sound of the green cherry sword breaking through the sky.

This sharp swish made Zhang Hui more and more excited. He felt like laughing when he heard this sound. The more he listened, the more he liked to listen. This sword seemed to understand his mind and express his emotions.

"It's really a good sword!" Zhang Hui stopped, holding the sword in front of his eyes, watching the faint cyan light glowing on the sword, and felt obsessed with the sword light.

Yun Dou stood in the drizzle and saw Zhang Hui holding the Qingying Sword. Suddenly, he felt that everything in front of him became very strange. He began to see the side that was rarely shown in front of outsiders. Zhang Hui at this time No longer as introverted as he had known before.Zhang Hui's eyes when looking at the Qing Ying Sword showed his open heart. His every move of dancing the Qing Ying Sword began to be domineering.

Zhang Hui was intoxicated by the sound of the green cherry sword and the faint blue light. He was caught in the joyous feeling when he danced the green cherry sword. He couldn't help himself. He desperately wanted to control the sword and control it. Live this sword noble and jealous soul.

The rain in front of the Temple of Earth seems to be endless, the fallen leaves rolled up by the green cherry sword are flying in the air, and the scattered dark yellow is always a little sad and lonely in the rain.

Zhang Hui remembered that he was chased and killed by Huan Chen that day, his eyebrows were wounded by Huan Chen, and the sword in his hand was pinched by Huan Chen. The feeling of despair at that time became a nightmare, always torturing his heart.

When he thought of this, a force suddenly burst out of his body. From his palm, the Qingying Sword drew a sword air in the air and rushed straight to the big jujube tree in front.

With a bang, it was like a hurricane rushing through Shanshu Village, completely breaking the coldness in the drizzle.

After a few clicks, the branch of the jujube tree fell in front of Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui felt like he had woke up suddenly from a dream. He looked at Qing Ying Jian and felt that his heart was also recovering.

Looking at what had just happened, Yun Dou was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time, staring straight at Zhang Hui, and muttered: "Wow, is this still you? Has it become so powerful?"

Zhang Hui also floated in his heart, looked at the Qingying sword again, put the sword neatly into the scabbard, and smiled triumphantly at Yundou.

Yun Dou thought of Zhang Hui's last move just now, and there was no small movement. If someone who knew the goods saw it, he would definitely know that he had a sword in his hand.

Zhang Hui seemed to see Yundou's worry, and said, "What's the fear? I didn't intend to take this good sword and hide it forever. I am its owner. I am not afraid of others coming to grab me!"

Zhang Hui said, putting his sword on his back and striding towards Huilu Mountain.He saw that there were two or three people in a place where people lived not far away. They looked at him from the door of the house. It seemed that the sound made by the Qing Ying Sword had been heard by these people, so they came out to see the sudden intrusion into the village. Strange youth.

When the two walked out of Shanshu Village, Yun Dou suddenly thought that his home was not far from here, and when he saw the familiar streets and roads around him, he missed his family members again.

"Zhang Hui, go to my house, my house is not far in front."

"You should go back by yourself, I want to go back to Lushan soon."

"What's the hurry, we will return to Lushan tomorrow. When I grow up so old, my mother always says that I have no decent friends. If she sees you, she will definitely think that I have grown up in Lushan. Please, please cooperate with me. Me."

Zhang Hui also understood Yun Dou's mentality of wanting his parents to be happy, and agreed to Yun Dou to stay at his house for one night and return to Lushan tomorrow.

Yundou's family lives in a place called Sanlixiang on the edge of the city of Luoyang. He entered from an alley and walked for a long time before arriving at his house.

When Yun Dou arrived home, the sun had already set. His parents had just returned from the shop. It was a pleasant surprise to see Yun Dou coming back.

Mica was short and chubby, and had a round face like Yun Dou, and he smiled very kindly. He went up to hold Yun Dou and said non-stop.

Father Yun seemed to be more restrained, he greeted Zhang Hui to enter the house, and was not busy talking to Yun Dou.

"Buddy, you are back. I heard that you are just a choreographer in Lushan now. You are at this age. You haven't married, you haven't gotten a fame, and you don't know how to do business. Long, it's really anxious." Mica seemed to say this often, and said it very sharply.

Yun Dou helped his mother sit down and said earnestly: "Mother, I went to Lushan to learn something, and a master of Lushan, that is, my uncle master, taught me a lot of powerful skills, one day I will be able to become famous. ."

"I don't believe it. The son of the seventh aunt next door said that Lushan's school skills are the children of high-ranking officials, and the children of ordinary people like you can only do miscellaneous tasks."

"Mother, look." Yun Dou raised two fingers and pointed at the open door opposite him, saying, "Close."

The door seemed to be pushed and closed quickly.

Zhang Hui was watching, amused by Yundou's triumphant expression. Yundou's envoy was just the lowest-level technique of the prince in the air, but he played with his mother but pretended to be mysterious and powerful.

Mica clapped her hands in surprise, and then called her husband to come and see: "Come on, our son is promising."

Yun Dou performed it again, and then smiled slyly: "Hey, I still have a lot of things, but I still won't use it. This is all taught by my uncle."

Only then did Mica and Yunfu sit down seriously and listen to Yundou talking about these things about him in Lushan.

Yun Dou said that he went to Changdu, saw Princess Beimang, met the prime minister, and also met the prime minister’s daughter. He said that he was very confused, and his parents were also confused because there were so many things they had never heard of. .

"Son, you must be lying, why would the prime minister's daughter like you?"

"Mum, don't believe me, wait until one day she says she is going to marry me, I will tell you again."

"Smelly boy, don't think about eating swan meat, the toad, didn't the girl who sells the cloth Yang Sijia refused to marry you before? Now that you have grown up, I will find someone to talk about it, maybe his family will change Idea."

Zhang Hui listened to Yun Dou. He never knew that Yun Dou could be so eloquent, able to speak so much with confidence and methodically.

He saw the intimate situation of Yundou's family, and when he saw Yundou showing off what he had seen and heard these days in front of his parents, he was particularly envious. His adoptive father Zhang He is no longer alive, and his biological father Lu Yan may At this moment, he doesn't know whether his son is dead or alive. At this moment, he also wants to talk happily in front of his parents like Yundou.