Red Heart Survey

Go out from the west gate of Fenglin City, walk straight along the official road for about seven or eight miles, then turn left and walk into the small path, within half a stick of incense, you can see the Green Willow River surrounded by weeping willows.

At this time, the evening wind was blowing, and the bright moon was reflected in the waves, sparkling.

When Jiang Wang came out from the path, he saw Ling He's thin back, standing by the river like a silent tree.

"Hey, let me have a look." Zhao Rucheng ran up to him, hung his neck and said, "You must be hiding from crying, right?"

Ling He felt helpless, "Why are you here?"

"Your voice is a little hoarse. You must have cried!"

At this time, a rough voice came out from the grass by the river, "Zhao, you sometimes do not clean up well, do you know that?"

"Brother Hu, are you here?" Zhao Rucheng shrank his neck. Du Yehu, a brute, would strike at the slightest disagreement, and he wouldn't care about his handsome face.

"I was drinking here." Du Yehu said bitterly, the smell of alcohol wandering in the evening wind, "I didn't expect him to bring that guy over, bad luck."

"Exactly! Why are you still burying him?" Zhao Rucheng continued: "This kind of wolf-hearted thing should be thrown into the river directly, let him go down the river, and feed the fish and shrimp."

Jiang Wang glanced in the direction where Du Yehu came out, "Where is he buried?"

"The third child." Considering Jiang Wang's mood, Ling He explained: "I haven't forgotten Pengju's badness, but I still remember his goodness. My family is not well-off, and I often don't have enough to eat. Pengju always makes excuses Let me teach you about martial arts, and dragged me until dinner was ready. He deserved his death, but I can't watch him expose his corpse to the wilderness...Of course you are also very kind to me, when you suppressed Qingniu Village , in order to save me..."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Wang interrupted him: "When my father was alive, he told me that adults are different from children. The first thing an adult must learn is to seek common ground while reserving differences. I don't play with him that way, So you can't play with him, he's a child. You, Fang Pengju, and me, we have our own opinions. I won't affect your deep affection for him, and you won't affect me to break up with him. "

"That's the truth." Ling He said.

He looked left and right at the bank of the Luliu River under the night, "There is always an illusion that it seems like yesterday. There are not many changes here, but we are all different."

"There is nothing that will not change. The only constant in this world is that it will always change." After Zhao Rucheng said this meaningfully, he leaned in front of Ling He shamelessly: "Buying a person will not Buried so late, you two hugged each other and cried, didn't you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up from the ground, dodging Du Yehu's flying legs very neatly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, turning into anger from embarrassment..." He just said half of the provocative words, and then hurriedly bowed and said, "Wrong, wrong Brother Hu."

Du Yehu has already chased after him eagerly, "You are right, I am going to cuddle with you and cry."

Looking at the two people fighting, Ling He said leisurely: "But I believe there are always some things that will not be changed."

"I agree with half of what you said." Jiang Wang said.

The "discussion" between Du Yehu and Zhao Rucheng turned into a four-person melee for some reason. Fists and feet come out at the same time, each stumbling. At the end of the fight, everyone was out of breath, laughed loudly, and cried.

If someone passed by the Luliu River tonight, there might be some strange rumors about water ghosts.

The four brothers finally left Luliu River side by side, and left this place where youth and friendship were recorded.

No one spoke again.

It's just that Zhao Rucheng finally turned around and muttered:

"When you get there, don't hurt your friends anymore. Dead ghost."

...

The moonlight flows in the sparkling green willow river, and also pours down from the dilapidated roof of Zhenguan.

I don't know if it was because of the moonlight, but the faces of the two people who spoke in this view were extremely pale.

One of them is a charming woman, she is wearing a bright red dress, she has an excellent figure, with uneven curves. Especially the dazzling whiteness on the slightly open neckline, which makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Her face was also a little too pale, and it is reasonable to say that she would look a little weak and sick, but she gave people an astonishingly gorgeous feeling. Probably because of her too bright red lips, right?

She just sat on the dusty incense table without caring, so beautiful but so calm.

She gently wiped her red lips with her little finger and said: "The beggars in this temple are all dead. It's really distressing. What should we ask the gods for?"

The sound seemed to go around the cobweb at the corner of the eaves first, and then it was sent to the place where it should go, and it seemed a little empty.

"The soul of a cultivator is enough."

The person who spoke was standing at the door, unlike the girl in red, he seemed unwilling to even get half of his foot into this dirty mess, and covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms.

"Yeah, that's easy to say." The red-clothed woman said, "We have to sneak around to kill a few mortals, and kill a cultivator? Aren't we afraid that Zhuanguo Dao Academy won't come?"

"Everyone in this city counts as one, and they will die sooner or later." The man frowned as he said, "Do we have to choose this kind of place to talk?"

The girl in red giggled, "Zuo Guanglie, who is famous all over the world, fell here. The people of Zhuangguo have searched this place no less than ten times, and there is no place nearby that is cleaner than this."

Speaking of Zuo Guanglie, she closed her eyes slightly, revealing a fascinated expression, and even that pale face quickly flushed, "I seem to be able to smell his majestic aura~"

"Get back to business." The man interrupted her reverie calmly, "Wei Quji is not easy to provoke, and now there is another Dong A, we must find Daozi as soon as possible. Those Qin and Chu barbarians are fighting here, There is no way to carry out the sacrifices that are too disturbing, and I would say that instead of surreptitiously arresting some mortals one after another, it is better to directly sacrifice a cultivator, which is simpler and more straightforward."

"There is not only one way to find death. Why do you stick to it? Is it not good to draw your sword and cut your throat? Or lead to lightning?"

Perhaps because of the unhappiness of being interrupted from her reveries, the girl in red opened her beautiful eyes and restrained her smile, "Before Daozi appeared in this world, you'd better know what it means to be low-key!"

The man seemed to be a little annoyed, he covered his nose and said, "Miaoyu! It seems that attacking Fenglin Daoist Temple was not your intention! Now the city is full of storms, if one is not good, our major event will fail!"

"What do you know? This world is too big, and there are too many accidents! Who would have thought that Zuo Guanglie would die like this? It just happened to destroy our sacrifice plan. At the bottom of the Wangchuan River, the bones have been silent for too long! Can't No more surprises! In Fenglin City now, Dong A is very important, we must clarify his strength and bottom line! Certain sacrifices are inevitable. Besides..."

The red-clothed girl named Miaoyu licked her lips: "Do you know that the beggars in this broken temple are not dead? I smelled a familiar smell in the Taoist Temple of Fenglin City..."

This dirty environment made the man even more impatient: "Is the life and death of a mere beggar worthy of my concern?"

This time Miaoyu just stretched casually, showing her beautiful figure, "Idiot."

The man narrowed his eyes, and also covered up the flashing desire in his eyes, "Don't think that you are Daozi's woman in name, just be so presumptuous. There have been many saintesses in the sect for thousands of years. When Daozi comes to this world, he will I don’t want you, I have to see if I recognize you or not.”

"Beautiful face and white bones, empty and illusory. Can't you see through it?"

"Hehehe." The man turned around and walked outside, "What does it matter if I can't see through? That's all."

After a long time, in this quiet and dilapidated old temple, a whisper full of temptation resounded softly, rippling away like moonlight.

"How could he not love me? How could he not want me? I have been guarding for so many years, waiting for so many years..."

The originally scheduled update rules during the public period are only updated on weekends, at 8:00 pm. But the readers said that today is also a working day, and they are all at work/classes...so, double update. Tomorrow is a single update. There are only double updates on Monday and Friday.