The Fantasy World of Chivalrous Disciples

(2)

Crowds of people stood densely on the entire grassy slope, all wearing armor and weapons, looking like they were always ready to march. But in Bai Feng's eyes, they were never soldiers.

The pure white knight raised his helmet high and stood in front of the altar with a firm gaze.

The dim blue on the altar went out, and now the person beside him was no longer a witch or a saint, but just a woman dressed as an ordinary herdsman with her hair pulled up.

"You are not soldiers, and I hope you will not need to be soldiers in the future." Bai Feng said something that should not be said by a general: "Put down your weapons and throw away your armor. You could have been farmers and herdsmen; you could have been blacksmiths.

, carpenter; can be a businessman, worker..."

The battle helmet was thrown down hard and rolled from the top of the slope to the bottom.

"Our mission is over, the Rouran people are defeated, let's go home!"

The more than 5,000 people in the sect were stunned, most of them had empty eyes, looking helplessly, waiting - Murong Yan and Bai Feng walked down the grass slope step by step.

The order lasted only one spring and autumn, and then was defeated by its founder in a way that was close to self-destruction.

"Lord Saint?"

"General Bai Feng..."

"Don't leave us!"

The believers knelt on the ground and stretched out their arms to them, expecting and hoping that the general and the saint would finally look back at them.

Not long after, the kind-hearted saint stopped where she was. The autumn wind blew past her bangs, and her dry eyes seemed to have a slight fluctuation, but it stopped in the blink of an eye.

"Always have faith! No one will leave us behind again."

She looked up at the sky, her eyes not focused on any point: "You are not soldiers, you don't need to obey anyone's orders, you only need to listen to the voice in your heart. If one day that voice calls you again to fight for your beliefs and fight for yourself

, everyone will definitely come back again, right?”

——Inner voice.

Did they hear it?

Will wake up, like the sound of new life.

It comes from the tranquil seaside, the noisy streets, and the vast grasslands.

Murong Yan stepped forward to follow Bai Feng, and the more than 5,000 people gradually stood up following her figure and watched the two of them leave.

The idea of ​​disbanding the sect was not hasty. Bai Feng and Murong Yan did not want to implicate other people, let alone drag Yuyi Town along with them to be buried together. At the same time, this was also a statement to the Central Plains that they were willing to disarm and had no intention of turning back.

In their hearts, there is an account that must be settled with Sima Tu in person, and it has nothing to do with anyone else, so they would rather face it themselves.

Faced with an upcoming tragic future, they did not escape or prepare, they just waited.

By chance, Murong Yan found out that Ajuan had planted a field of flowers in private. It was the "golden eye" flower species that had been domesticated before. Now the flowers have bloomed all over the mountains and fields by the Goddess Lake. This kind of flower is very special, and it was chosen in a certain place.

It blooms suddenly in the autumn night, and the flowering period lasts for less than half a month, which can be said to be long or short.

At the same time, a butterfly also named Golden Eye will begin to suck the nectar of the flower, then mate and reproduce next to it, leaving behind a chrysalis.

Murong Yan and Bai Feng discussed it and found a day to find Ajuan to tell her request.

"Can we all go together?" Murong Yan said, "I mean those former friends."

Ajuan nodded to express his understanding, but at the same time he had many questions: "Why do you suddenly want to go out for an autumn outing? Aren't you going to leave Yuyi Town in a few days?"

"If a person still has a few days to live a normal life, what would you want to do?" Murong Yan suddenly said in a deep voice: "I have always dreamed of being able to sit with Brother Feng in a sea of ​​flowers, day and night, thinking about nothing.

Doing nothing. We had many opportunities when we were in the Holy Land, but we were too naive at that time. We always thought that the time we spent together would be of course indefinite, and we squandered it carelessly without cherishing it. In fact, we met by chance."

Ajuan suddenly realized it, covered her mouth sadly, turned around and looked at Zhao Kuo and Zhao Xiaomei in the room, Yao Caiwei: "The slave family... will definitely help you fulfill this wish!"

"Please." Bai Feng bowed.

Embark on the journey without any escorts and without any worries. Even for the Zhao family, it has not been so easy for a long time.

Two brothers and sisters, Zhao Kuo and Zhao Xiaomei, Ajuan and Su Qing, there are only two puzzle pieces missing from a perfect memory.

In that autumn day, where the flowers were in full bloom, the golden petals were like patterns on the earth, blowing in waves with the wind. "Goddess's Eyes" - Goddess Lake was surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers.

They sat quietly on the shore.

Su Qing drove the Zhao family to their destination in a rented carriage. She saw that Bai Feng and Murong Yan had arrived in advance. They were like a couple of gods and goddesses, living in the sea of ​​flowers. They were almost the same as the bright gold and pure blue.

As one, I can't help but feel deeply moved.

"Sometimes it's really hard to believe that you are only in your twenties and are just juniors to me, but you have already done so many great things..."

Zhao Xiaomei poked her head out of the back compartment and joked: "How dare you say such a thing? The big bastard Su Qing, the 'devil incarnation' I know so well, is not such a person."

Su Qing said: "When a person is used to using another appearance to protect himself, over time, he may forget what he is like. I just... want to thank them, thank you."

"It's weird." Zhao Xiaomei went back and sat for a while, and after a while she came to the place where the carriage was parked.

Murong Yan was sleeping on Bai Feng's shoulder. This was very different from the sudden coma she often suffered during fortune-telling, because her body was not relaxed when she was comatose, and her limbs still felt tight. But now,

Murong Yan's limp limbs hung down defenselessly. She trusted Bai Feng unconditionally, just as Bai Feng trusted her unconditionally.

"Yan'er, everyone is here."

"Forehead?"

As soon as Murong Yan's sleepy eyes opened, Zhao Xiaomei came to her and asked, "Sister Murong, are you okay?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Miss Murong, Mr. Bai." Ajuan followed closely behind.

Zhao Kuo staggered and walked behind, with Su Qing helping him.

"The atmosphere here is so comfortable. The permeating fragrance of flowers seems to be able to make people drunk at any time." Murong Yan stood up and stretched, and said: "There is no one in such a nice place."

Ajuan replied: "The Goddess Lake was organized and reclaimed by the ancestors of the Zhao family. It is essentially the land of the Zhao family. Part of the land rent should have been collected, but now no one seems to care about this matter. Everyone just has water to drink."

If we have water, who cares about us?"

Butterflies with "golden eye" textures on their wings flew between them. The number of these butterflies was sparse, and they were far from enough to undertake the task of spreading pollen and seeds during the flowering season so that more golden eyes could take root and sprout.

"By the way, every flower season in the past, the slave family would come here to collect pollen and seeds, and then find a suitable place to sow seeds." Ajuan picked up a pair of white sleeves, wrapped her hair, and continued: "It used to be me.

I’m doing this alone, little sister, can you help me this time?”

Zhao Xiaomei was surprised and said: "Sister Ajuan, do you mean that this sea of ​​flowers was planted by you alone?!"

"Yes, the slave family couldn't help you when you were busy with government affairs and war, so you can only focus on doing this." Ajuan looked at the fruits of his labor with pleasure and explained: "Golden Eyes can not only

It blooms beautiful flowers, and its pollen can be used as medicine. It has saved many people before. However, since there are almost no butterflies or bees that like to suck the nectar from this flower, the ability of Golden Eyes to adapt to the surrounding environment is very poor, and it requires human power.

To maintain them, but I think they are really useful flowers!"

Murong Yan praised: "Miss Ajuan, you are truly worthy of being called upon. Only you can do this kind of thing."

"Oh... Miss Murong is at home." Ajuan smiled shyly, then looked at Zhao Xiaomei. The two of them put on their sleeves respectively, picked up a few small bags, and then came to the sea of ​​golden flowers.

Start working in between.

After a while, Zhao Kuo and Su Qing also came to sit down next to Bai Mu and the two, and exchanged greetings with each other. Only then did they realize that this was the first time that even Zhao Kuo knew that Ajuan had done these things behind his back. He was suddenly moved.

Blown his nose.

"Unexpectedly, the last person who left something for my Zhao family was Sister Juan. That woman left a flower field for us. She is really a wonderful woman, but it's a pity that I have nothing to give her." Zhao Kuo laughed at himself: "

The businessman's intuition tells me that the Zhao family can earn good returns by operating this flower field and become a well-known medicine merchant, and maybe a flower merchant. However, I can't do these things."

Su Qing patted Zhao Kuo on the shoulder and said, "You are still young and have many opportunities."

"No, Brother Zhao is right." Bai Feng immediately retorted: "You, Zhao Nangzhi, can never become the head of the Zhao family again. When the war is over, the court will deprive Brother Zhao of his title and demote him to a commoner.

, the most important thing is to massacre the whole family and destroy the nine clans. Everything Brother Zhao did after his defeat can only be regarded as compensation, not repayment."

Zhao Kuo nodded affirmatively: "I understand, so I won't take charge anymore and leave everything to my little sister."

"Haha, I don't understand what you are thinking." Su Qing walked aside and said, "I looked around and it's too quiet here."

When Zhao Kuo saw that Su Qing had gone away and only Bai Feng and Murong Yan were left looking at him by the lake, he lowered his eyes regretfully and said, "Do you really want to disband the sect? If Brother Bai and Miss Murong want to

If you raise an army to resist, I will definitely help you. Although I may not be able to help you at all now, I will support you, just like before!"

"No need." Murong Yan nodded slightly to express her respect, and replied leisurely: "The rest is just personal grudges, please don't let everyone get involved."

Zhao Kuo said angrily: "Miss Murong, this matter involves more than just you personally. Back then, you risked your life and death to save so many people and forgive so many people's sins. Now, do you really think they will stand by and watch you?!

"

"Ah! Cough...cough...cough..."

Zhao Kuo's old injury recurred and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Bai Feng touched the wound that he had shot with his own bow and arrow, and said with a cautious smile: "You don't owe us anything either. This arrow is considered repayment."

After saying that, Bai Feng took Murong Yan's hand and gestured to leave the place, saying: "Please leave us a pure place. Don't disturb us if there is nothing necessary."

Zhao Kuo looked at the calm lake, and there was a blur of golden reflection on it. He felt that this golden color was very dazzling, just like his previous dream, which made him want to see but couldn't open his eyes.

Unconsciously, tears filled his eyes.

He began to recall what he had done. The Zhao family was like a meteor that only shone for a moment and then disappeared. No one would remember or care.

My father's last words before his death lingered in my heart for a long time and could not be let go.

——I no longer miss Zhongyuan. This is my home.

He regretted that it was only now that he realized that the blurry reflection in the lake lacked reality, but was more real than any fantasy.

On the other side of the sea of ​​​​flowers, Ajuan and Zhao Xiaomei were rushing back after collecting pollen and seeds. They met Su Qing on the way. His indifferent face often made Zhao Xiaomei feel very angry. After a long time, she found that she was not angry anymore.

It's not interesting.

"Stay here and don't move, wait until I find everyone!" After saying these words, Zhao Xiaomei and Ajuan went back to call everyone over, while Su Qingtu stayed where he was.

When Zhao Kuo heard his sister's voice, he immediately calmed down and took advantage of the lake water to wash away the blood and tears on his face and cheer up.

"Where are Brother Feng and Sister Murong?" Zhao Xiaomei asked curiously: "There is something very important, so we must all come together!"

Zhao Kuo said: "They are on the grassy slope over there."

Zhao Xiaomei once again crossed the sea of ​​flowers and came to the other side. She saw Bai Feng standing next to Murong Yan, looking into the distance. Murong Yan sat down with her back to the sea of ​​flowers, with the vast grassland in front of her. As she said, the two of them were just innocent

Staying together seems to be waiting for something, but every moment is a wonderful moment.

The strange atmosphere between the two made Zhao Xiaomei dare not disturb her. She lingered behind for a long time and saw them kissing, caressing, and whispering to each other. They suddenly laughed, and then fell silent for a long time.

Zhao Xiaomei looked at the pollen sac she was holding in her hand, and that important matter instantly pulled her out of the seemingly isolated world in front of her.

"Brother Feng!" Zhao Xiaomei walked up to the two of them: "And Sister Murong... Do you want to come with everyone to sow flowers? Sister Ajuan said that she hopes to see everyone come together."

"Of course!" Murong Yan walked over very happily and looked at the seeds and pollen collected by Zhao Xiaomei: "I really want to see them grow up quickly."

"Let's go." Bai Feng greeted Zhao Xiaomei with a smile.

The figures of the six people swayed above the sea of ​​flowers. As the powerful fought for power and war broke out, they sprinkled flower seeds in the autumn wind. The powdery phosphorus shimmered, carrying the hope of survival in the wind.

go.

"In the coming year, everyone must come and take a look. This place will definitely become another sea of ​​flowers."