The rain beat on Yan's four long bamboo hats and made a loud sound.
God seemed to know that letting the rain hit her hat was not a threat to her, so he waved and attracted a gust of wind.
The wind blew Yan Si's Taoist robe, mixed with more and more raindrops, hit her, and soon soaked her clothes.
But she stood there all the time, looking coldly at the faucet standing under the corridor through the black veil hanging from the hat.
"Oh, can't you come in and talk?"
The faucet sighed low and said slowly, "if you get wet, you will get sick."
It's good that he didn't say this -- as soon as he finished, Yan Si raised his hand and pushed back. The hat hung around her neck and covered her back, so that more and more dense raindrops hit her head.
"How old are you and don't change your willfulness when you were young?"
The faucet smiled bitterly and raised his right hand.
Immediately, a black suit appeared with an umbrella in his hand.
The faucet took the umbrella. As soon as he was about to go out of the door, Yan Si said coldly, "I want to get wet. No matter before, now or in the future, I like to be in the rain, which has nothing to do with willful or unruly. "
Without waiting for the dragon head to say anything, Yan Si said, "I came to you tonight to ask if my son -- Fangyuan is still alive! At the beginning, when I tried my best to stop him from heading north, you and I made a firm guarantee that he would return safely. Now, it has been twenty days since he went to the Northern Dynasty. Longtou, can you tell me how many days I have to wait to see him back? "
The tap is silent.
Yan Si didn't speak any more. He just stood outside and let the wind and rain blow.
God is absolutely merciful. Just now he changed the flower to drench Yan Si into a drowned chicken.
I can see that after the broad Taoist robe is pasted on her slightly thin body, I can't bear it. I quickly waved to the God of wind and rain to go home to wash and sleep. I also called the beautiful Chang'e fairy, led her rabbit, and walked slowly in the sea of clouds to increase the romantic atmosphere.
The rain came suddenly and lived suddenly.
When the last drop of rain on Yan Si's face was dry, the sky was bright again, the stars were bright, and there was no cloud.
Yan Si, who stood upright for nearly an hour outside, must be very tired.
But the physical fatigue could not hide the sadness slowly floating in her eyes, as well as the anger she tried to endure.
Without waiting for the tap to say anything, she walked slowly to him and said in a trembling voice, "you, you raise your head for me."
In the past, he almost never looked straight at Yan Si's faucet and raised his head obediently.
Then Han Chengguang, standing not far from the corridor, saw Yan Si raise his hand and slap him in the face!
Han Chengguang was shocked and shouted, "presumptuous!"
Han Chengguang and others know more or less that the leader entrusted with a major historical mission by several generations of senior Chinese leaders has made much sacrifice and painstaking efforts for this country: This is definitely an old man who should be respected by the people of the whole country.
But now, in the past, Yan Si always lowered his voice and often begged him in front of the dragon head, but he slapped him in the face. Han Chengguang was surprised and rushed over in a loud cry.
The dragon head raised his hand in time and said faintly, "all step back. I have something to say to Taoist Yan alone."
"Yes!"
Han Chengguang and others were used to unconditional execution of any instruction from the leader. They immediately turned around and waved, and retreated outside with the open and secret sentries in other directions.
Yan sicai didn't start to play the leading, so he had the slightest sense of pride.
On the contrary, her body trembled more, and there was a thick despair in her eyes. Her knees softened and fell on the corridor column, and tears gushed out like a fountain.
When a person with considerable background energy is willing to be slapped in the face but not angry, it can only prove that he has done something sorry for others.
Of course, Longtou won't covet Yan sixiaodao's flowery face, but because he personally sent his son to huangquan road -- it is estimated that at this moment, Mr. Fang is looking back at his hometown and gazing affectionately?
"Why, why?"
Let the tears flow, Yan sixiaodao sobbed: "why did you lie to me? At first, but you promised me again and again that he would come back safely -- why did you send my son to a dead end? "
The faucet didn't speak. He turned and went to the sofa in the house and sat down. He picked up the tea cup and slowly drank the cold tea. He wasn't afraid that he would break his stomach.
He sucked his nose hard, and Yan Si GA asked, "you, why don't you talk!"
"What do you want me to say or do?"
The faucet put down the water cup, looked at Yan Si and said slowly, "if Fang Yuan and 47 Chinese children can live, no matter what you ask me to say, I will say. No matter what you ask me to do, I will do it. "
"You --"
Yan Si bit his lower lip hard and couldn't say anything more.
The light in the room was very bright, so she could see indescribable regret and sadness that she didn't want to be seen from the turbid old eyes of the faucet.
We can even hear what Longtou meant when talking about Fangyuan and 47 Chinese children: not only Fangyuan but also 47 other people died in the action of breaking halberds and sinking sand.
Their mother, after learning the news of their sacrifice, will also be very sad.
This is an iron fact. No one can change it. Just like sacrifice is just an unusual normal destination for real soldiers.
If you don't do anything if you know the danger, what else does a country need soldiers to do?
Soldiers, who have taken unconditional obedience to orders as their bounden duty, have long been psychologically prepared to return their bodies.
They sacrificed just to make more mothers no longer lose their sons and escort Huaxia, an aircraft carrier moving slowly in the storm.
When the faucet drained the last drop of water in the teacup and even swallowed the tea root, the fourth Taoist Yan sat in front of the door and stared at a place on the floor. His eyes were empty and his tears had dried up.
The dragon head turned the teacup and looked at the flowers on it. The word "people are looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man is in the dim light" said after a long silence: "they won't sacrifice in vain. Tieliao, they have begun to take action -- soon, someone will pay a heavier price for their stupid mistakes."
"So what? Even if they die, my son -- and the forty-seven warriors -- will not come back. "
Yan four Taoist priest said in a wooden way, raised his hand to the door frame and stood up: "can you tell me, what is the basis for you to determine the sacrifice? Did you find his -- body? "
"More than 400 meters deep underground, tens of trillions of magma poured up. Where are we going to find his body?"
The faucet put down the teacup, looked up at the window and said, "just when you first came in, there was a meteor shower in the sky."
Of course, Yan Si also saw the meteor shower, but she didn't care, so she gave a silent sneer: "there has been not only a meteor shower in the sky, but also a real rain, but what does it have to do with you to determine the sacrifice around?"
"Yan Si, you should know that I am the second student of Pan Longyu teacher."
The faucet seemed to smile.
Yan four long, silent and sneering, but his face suddenly changed.
Compared with Xia Xiaoyun, who doesn't know how to respect Pan Long's language, Yan Si's admiration for his old man is absolutely as surging as the water and sky of the Yellow River.
It was Pan Long's advice that gaine was willing to marry Fang Tianming to save the whole declining Yan family, and defeated Chen Wanyue in the process of competing for "husband".
In the third year after she gave birth to Fangyuan for Fang Tianming, the Yan family, as pan Longyu said, rose as she wished and regained its position among the rich and powerful families in China. It was even more when Fang Tianming was 13 that she left Fang Tianming and became a free man.
Although Yan Si now lives alone in the barren mountain trail temple, her position in the Yan family is second only to the old master of the Yan family. When Yan sees her from a distance, he has to bend down and wait for her.
She made great contributions to the Yan family, but she retired at the right time after her success. She only returned to the Yan family once in more than ten years. It was when the old lady of the Yan family drove the crane to the West. Therefore, no one knew her existence except the core figures of the Yan family.
Even, no one knew that she had given birth to a Son except master Yan.
Yan Si's low-key is also instructed by Pan Longyu.
She said that only in this way can she ensure the healthy growth of Fangyuan.
Everything was predicted by Pan Longyu, so he became the most convincing person of Yan Si.
Therefore, when Longtou said that he was Lao Pan's second disciple, Yan Si immediately thought that he would also "watch the sky at night", and from the meteor shower before the rain, he determined that the square had been hung.
Longtou will never deceive anyone with the golden signboard of Pan Long language.
In fact, he did not intend to deceive Yan Si, as he said now: "the news of sacrifice came. On the night of the retreat of southern Sichuan county, I also saw the light shaking star in the big dipper with my own eyes. Although the star light is still slightly tilted and dim, the vitality still starts again and again and never stops."
"But just after you came, greedy wolf star (Nexus) suddenly burst into light. After the meteor shower under the shining star, your vitality was cut off, and you can no longer check and balance that greedy wolf star."
The dragon head took back his eyes and his voice was a little hoarse: "this great change of the light shaking star means that the greedy wolf star has acted. He can't wait or feel some danger. Only then can he do evil in the world regardless of everything."
"Do you mean that the real black hand behind the king Jiuyou is finally coming out?"
Yan Si raised his hand, wiped the tears on his face and asked.
The leader's answer was not what he asked: "in fact, it may not be a bad thing for us to come out at this time."
"What about the girl surnamed Xia?"
Yan Si's eyes turned and thought of Xia Xiaoyun: "you said before that she is closely related to the life and death of Fang Yuan - any accident between the two will involve another person. The child should be fine now? "
"Bingdi flowers bloom disaster, and Bingdi flowers defeat people to leave. This is a truth that has been verified for hundreds of thousands of years. It should not be changed. Therefore, when I saw the child before, I could be sure that Fang Yuan was still alive."
The dragon head lowered his eyes and said slowly, "but now the evil nature of greedy wolf star has risen greatly, and there is no vitality when shaking the light. This itself is a vision -- this matter has been completely divorced from the scope we know."
"If the square is gone, where will she go?"
Yan Si whispered, "in a sense, she is my daughter-in-law. I should have the obligation to care about her."
"Life and death depend on life, and wealth depends on heaven."
The dragon head was silent for a long time before he answered faintly.