Lost Narrative Poetry

The other side.

In Jimo, Yuntianhe and the others found a high place, which was a steep and protruding cliff overlooking the entire town.

While feeling the sea breeze blowing at night, the three of them raised their heads and watched the continuous fireworks flying into the sky and exploding into beautiful and colorful scenery. No one said a word for a while until the silence was broken.

"Wow——!! It's so beautiful. Is this magic?"

The fireworks in the sky were reflected in his pupils, and Yun Tianhe looked very happy, as if he was a big child who got his favorite toy.

Or maybe it's not like that, but he is indeed a big kid who hasn't grown up. To put it nicely, he has an innocent heart and always remains true to his original intention, as innocent as a child.

"Fool, these are called fireworks, they are made of gunpowder..."

Han Lingsha stared at the wild man on the mountaintop angrily, but at this time, she was in a good mood, so she patiently explained to Yun Tianhe what the special effects in the sky were all about.

"Fireworks? Gunpowder? What are these? Are they made by these people using magic?" Yun Tianhe touched the back of his head in confusion and continued to ask.

"Oh, where's gunpowder? Gunpowder... Gunpowder is actually made of sulfur, realgar, and the like, plus charcoal and saltpeter. It is said that it was made by those alchemists who made alchemy. If you are not careful, it will explode and hurt people... "

"So are fireworks made by magic that make them so magical?" The savage on the top of the mountain still insisted on his own question. He couldn't understand the complicated things Lingsha said, and he didn't understand why the other party wanted to complicate the problem.

Whether the fireworks were caused by magic or not, he just wanted to find out this simple matter.

Yes means it, no means no, and he also talked about fireworks, gunpowder, sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal... The question he asked was obviously so simple, but I didn't understand why Lingsha had to say it so complicated. I couldn't understand it at all.

"You... forget it, just think of it as a magic!"

Miss Han was immediately angry and annoyed, and was quickly hit to the point of losing her patience. She waved her hands perfunctorily and said.

This man is hopeless. He has already made it so clear, but he just can't turn his head... Forget it, it's not worth getting angry with this guy.

Just as Yun Tianhe didn't understand what she was talking about, she also didn't understand how Yun Tianhe's brain circuits were developed.

"Oh, let me tell you, it really takes magic to make such beautiful things..."

Yun Tianhe nodded with great satisfaction, said in a serious tone, and shook his head with his arms folded, as if he understood it completely.

Because he got the answer he wanted, which was simple and easy to understand, not that complicated - this was the happiest thing about the little savage. He felt that he understood more knowledge and had grown up compared to before. A little bit.

Moreover, this knowledge is not difficult, nor is it difficult to remember. He has experienced the joy of growth and enrichment!

Han Lingsha stared at the wooden head angrily, hesitating whether to punch him in the head.

"hehe……"

Murong Ziying watched the interaction between the happy enemies and couldn't help but laugh out loud, her ice face showing signs of melting.

"Ah, Ziying, you can actually laugh?!" Han Lingsha said in surprise, covering her mouth with her hand, "It seems that Jimo's lantern celebration is really amazing, even ice cubes can melt your face... "

The young swordsman suddenly stopped laughing. He shook his head helplessly: "Am I really that scary usually?"

"No, no, I was just joking... I just think Ziying seems to be different from what the senior brothers and sisters in the sect said."

Miss Han waved her hands repeatedly and explained -

"They always say that you usually only have a cold face. Although you don't have a bad personality, you are not easy to get along with. Many disciples usually see you, just like a mouse seeing a cat. You can't even speak clearly and are scared to death... …”

Murong Ziying's expression slowly darkened, but Han Lingsha continued to talk.

"Um, Lingsha, I don't think Ziying is..." Yun Tianhe touched the back of his head and said hesitantly. He wanted to help his uncle speak, but found that he was stupid and couldn't find the right words at this critical moment. .

"Oh, I know, that's why I said it. Even Tianhe, you always call Ziying by her name, and Ziying never seems to care..."

Miss Han waved her hands, her expression seemed to be very curious.

"So why is Ziying's reputation in the sect such? Could it be that you usually have a face of ice, and others don't dare to touch you, so that's why there is such a misunderstanding?"

"..."

"..."

"Well, this may be the case. This is also my first time accepting a disciple as a master. I haven't had much contact with other disciples of the sect before..."

Murong Ziying said vaguely, intending to deceive him. He originally wanted to say that his personality was actually like other disciples in the sect said, being cold and hard to get along with.

In fact, he is relatively self-aware in this regard. After all, it is impossible to say that he is so narcissistic that he feels that he is very close to the people in the sect, very gentle, able to get along with everyone, and can talk to and be friends with everyone. Friends?

Most people keep a distance from him, and those who treat him with respect are the norm. People like Huaishuo and Xuanji are the only people who can be considered "close" to him.

As for why I get along so well with Yun Tianhe and the others, and I don’t even care about whether they respect their teachers or not, this can only be said to be a rapport... It seems that although the two parties have known each other for a short time, they feel that they know each other well. , like friends who have known each other for a long time.

Even though they have known each other for many years, friendship has indeed been established. Under this premise, it is impossible for Murong Ziying to say that just because she nominally wants to teach her friends and has become their uncle, she immediately becomes acquainted with them. Come on, show your authority in a decent manner.

He couldn't do such a thing, so he could only make a choice based on certain impressions and feelings in his subconscious. It happened that the other party didn't follow the rules very much and had the same feeling, so the two parties could be like friends. get along.

However, Murong Ziying had no way of explaining it, let alone saying that she had been dreaming a lot during this period, so she could only pass it off like this.

"So this is ah……"

Han Lingsha nodded, thinking that this should be the case. After all, the original leader also said that Ziying had no experience before, so she could treat this matter as an experience.

In other words, it was probably the first time for a few of them to have close contact with Ziying, so they were able to see through the other person's true personality under his ice face. But other disciples did not have such experience. Naturally, distance brings beauty, and they judge people by their appearance.

If it were me, looking at a person whom I was neither familiar with nor understood, who had a cold face all day long and seemed to be exuding low pressure, I would subconsciously feel that the other person was not easy to get along with, right?

The girl shook her head and felt that it was not what she thought. Just because she was dreaming did not mean that others would also be dreaming. Maybe everyone just happened to be more compatible. This was something that could not be said for sure.

"Okay, I'm really happy today. I hope the few of us can continue to get together like this in the future..."

Han Lingsha put on a smiling expression and spoke, bringing up the topic without leaving any trace.

"Lingsha, there is Mengli! There are more than just a few of us." Yun Tianhe said quickly, reminding Lingsha that there was another person.

Humph, all fools know that I am talking about Mengli... Miss Han looked at the wild man on the mountaintop who could never figure out what he should do with unkind eyes, and then deliberately prolonged his voice: "I can't say for sure, maybe The people Mengli wants to get together with are actually not us."

"Ah? Why?" Yun Tianhe's eyes widened, with a look of innocence and ignorance on his face.

"Hmph, why are you so blind? Didn't you just see it? Meng Li, but..."

"Lingsha, what are you talking about?" A voice intervened at the right time, interrupting Han Nuxia's rumor-mongering.

Han Lingsha was stuck for a moment, and turned around subconsciously, only to find that the familiar girl had walked up behind her and the others unknowingly, and was looking at her with a smile, her eyes meaningful.

"Ah! Um, um, I didn't say anything. I just said that Mengli, you don't know how long it will take to come back. We have been waiting for you..."

Miss Han suddenly panicked, as if she had been caught by the person involved when she was speaking ill of someone behind their back. Her whole body was in a bad state, so she could only stammer out her explanation.

"Really?" Liu Mengli smiled slightly, not sure whether she believed it or not.

"That's absolutely the case!" Han Lingsha nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, but as her thoughts quickly turned around, she quickly became curious and asked subconsciously, "Why are you back so soon? "

"You don't want me to come back so soon?" Liu Mengli gave her a strange look, not quite understanding what her best friend was talking about.

"Yes, ah! No, no... I mean, why are you the only one who came back? Where is Mr. Xia?" Han Lingsha looked around and found that she couldn't find the other person she expected, and she felt a little angry.

You have kidnapped people and now you are not even willing to send them back?

At this moment, Han Lingsha's mentality was like that of a stupid mother who was unhappy about her baby daughter.

"Is it weird that I came back by myself?" Liu Mengli said angrily, and at the same time she was a little flustered. Although she didn't know that these friends had actually gone to the valley to look for her before and saw the scene at that time.

But judging from Han Lingsha's words, it was obvious that these friends had definitely misunderstood something, and they were thinking in that direction... Just look at the expressions of the other two people!

Well, okay, just look at Murong Ziying's weird expression and you will know that the other party must also think so.

However, the girl naturally could not let such untrue rumors become true, and could only refute them: "Actually, this time, I visited Mr. Xia for the Guangji Hantu, but thanks to Mr. Xia, he is very talkative... "

As he spoke, Liu Mengli took out a scroll from his sleeve.

Because the hair band on it is tied up, the dispersion of spiritual power is temporarily blocked, but it can also be seen that its appearance is extraordinary.

"Master Yun, take it..."

There should be no problem in this way. She subconsciously felt that she had found an impeccable and legitimate reason. Liu Mengli breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of Xia Ran's warning before, and handed the scroll to Yun Tianhe.

Then, she discovered that Han Lingsha and Murong Ziying were not suddenly enlightened, but their expressions became even weirder.

At this time, Yun Tianhe had already taken apart the scroll in his hand and unfolded it. There seemed to be countless stars depicted on the scroll, connected with each other by thin lines, like a Taoist astrology chart.

Looking from such a distance, there seemed to be a scene like stardust descending on the top of the Jimo mountain, shining brightly.

In the midst of the lively celebrations in Jimo, Artoria happened to see this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's so beautiful... Hmm-!!"

The next second, she took a big bite of the grilled fish in her hand.

Saber today still doesn't know what happened.