Chapter 29 Festival

Kite nodded and sighed, with a look of worry in her eyes, "It is said that in addition to the'Wind Falcon', in the Cangliu Empire's Expeditionary Army, it is said that there is a higher level of'Bi Wing Bird' that can soar for three days without falling. '; And so far no one has seen the'Garuluo'."

"They... are so strong?" Qingyuan murmured to himself, with a worried look on his face, "If so, we Kongsang people will see the sky again, and I don't know when we have to wait."

"Do you regret it? Qingyuan?" Hong Yuan laughed and looked at the boy, "If you followed your father to the ice clan that day, now you should be the king of Jiuyi in the north! Where did you use it? This kind of life without seeing the sun."

"King Chi, don't ridicule me anymore." Qingyuan lowered his head and smiled, "I regretted it."

The red king Hongyu didn't speak, but looked at the youngest of the kings, the blue king, and suddenly nodded: "Then I ask you, why didn't you go with your father back then? Why did you want to go with our other five kings? How about staying behind in the lone city of Garan? Everyone knows that Garan City is going to end sooner or later. Your brother will follow your father, so why don't you leave?"

"King Chi, do you doubt me?" As if hurt, Qingyuan suddenly raised her head to look at the woman who was one of her elders.

The red kite grabbed her hair, smiled leisurely, lowered her head and patted the horse's neck: "Well... let's go back quickly and report the news that the Bingyi has dispatched the'Wind Falcon' to the crown prince and Daisime!"

Tianma hissed his head and spread his wings.When the steed was flying into the sky, the beautiful Red King looked back at Yunhuang's Dongfang: "Weird...The crown princes have all returned. Why do those ‘wind falcons’ go to the east?"

Under the same starry sky, someone looked through the window. She was a middle-aged beautiful woman, wearing a snow-green sprinkling pleated skirt, a red satin tube top, rich muscles and snow, white jade 珞 hanging around her neck, emerald dot gold armbands on her arms, long hair rolled up, Hold it with a five phoenix and pearl hairpin. The eyebrows are like painted flowers, the eyes are full of autumn water, and the beauty is unparalleled, but it is wrapped in a strong smell of dust.

However, this woman who was obviously rolling in the wind and dust was just looking up at the sky. The noises, shouts, laughter, and dice pushing and rolling of Pai Gow all close at hand could not reach her heart. She looked at the end of the sky. The huge white tower standing under the curtain of night murmured to himself: "All the stars have come out...the chaos has risen, he should come too."

"Mrs. Ruyi! Come on, let's have a concentric cup!" Suddenly a hand stretched out behind her, and she put her arm around her shoulder, yelling drunkly, and drunk on her face. The woman called "Mrs. Ruyi" was interrupted, frowned secretly, but with a smile on her face, turned around: "Yeah, Master Xue looks very good tonight, it should be Did you win a lot of money?"

"Hey, yeah! I have a good hand tonight! Come on, the lady boss will come and have a drink..." The blushing man laughed and embraced the woman, and handed the half-drinking drink to her. "The'Drunk Yanhong' brewed in your workshop can make people drunk as soon as you smell it..."

Mrs. Ruyi did not refuse, she smiled and lowered her head and took a sip in his hand: "Sure enough, the Ruyi Gambling House can be as the Master Xue intended? Master Xue can take care of it in the future!" Then she turned her head and waved a par. Zi, called out loudly: "Tuier! Where did you little Nizi die? Why don't you come over and greet Master Xue to bet there and make a fortune?"

It was easy to deal with those gambling shop customers, and the lady of the gambling shop turned behind the screen. The noise from the side kept coming, the lights feasting, the arrogance was staggered, and the sound of rolling sleeves and punching fist shook the sky, but Mrs. Ruyi avoided everyone and continued to stare at the night sky alone.

"Madam." Suddenly, the close-fitting maid Caihe hurried out from the inside, her face was uncertain, she hurried to Madame Ruyi's ear, and whispered, "Madam, there is someone in the inner hall saying that she wants to see you."

Mrs. Ruyi was in a trance. She bluffed and cursed, "Little hoof, you're fainted? Some guests come in from outside. How can you wait in the inner hall?"

Caihe's face turned pale, biting the corner of her lips, and pointing to the inner hall: "That person went in without knowing how! There are so many young girls outside, why can't you stand it? Madam... I think that person is a bit evil. .""Oh?..." When the maid said so, not only did Mrs. Ruyi respond thoughtfully, she didn't panic, her eyes flashed brightly, her body trembled suddenly, and she hurriedly walked inward.

In the inner room, just like when she went out, only one candle was lit, the light was dim, and the shadow of the furniture cast a twisted and weird shadow on the four walls, which was beautiful.

As soon as Mrs. Ruyi entered, she closed the door with her backhand, trying to light up the surrounding lights.

"You don't need to light the lamp, you can't see it anyway." Suddenly a voice came out from the shadow of the house, cold and tired. There was a splash of water, and a person twisted his wet hair and lifted his head from the basin.

In the dim candlelight, Mrs. Ruyi saw his long black hair fade away, revealing a strange dark blue-that is the unique color of the mackerel clan. Although it is a man, the strangers wear strange rings on their ten fingers, which are connected with a slightly reflective transparent silk thread—the other end of the silk thread is connected to a little puppet placed in his arms.

Madam Ruyi stared at the strange visitor in the shadows. The tall man's whole person was in the darkness, only the outline could be seen. A beam of candlelight projected on his side, making half of his face bulge out in the dark.

Although it was only half-faced like that, it had already stunned Mrs. Ruyi who had read countless people.

"You, you are..." She trembled and looked at the man standing in the dark, unable to speak because of her excitement.

Suddenly a strange smile appeared on the half of his face raised in the darkness, he threw the towel into the basin, walked out of the shadow slowly, and stretched out his hand: "Auntie Ru, don't you recognize me? Everyone is still there. Waiting for me to come back?"

"Master Sumo!" Mrs. Ruyi suddenly rushed over to kneel at the feet of the man, hugged his leg, kept touching his toes with her forehead, trembling with excitement, crying, "The vicissitudes of life are waiting for you. return!"Seven, Taoyuan

When the night enveloped Taoyuan County, there was a rapid knock on the door of a dilapidated hut, and the yellow dog next door howled. The knocker shuddered, looked around, and lowered his voice: "Old woman, old woman, open the door quickly!"

"Who is it?" There was a lamp in the room, and a woman's weak questioning came, dragging her footsteps over. When she arrived at the door, when she heard the voice of the man outside, the woman stood up and stood her eyebrows upside down. Instead of opening the door, she cursed with her arms akimbo through the door: "Dead old thief! Where did he die all day? At home? When the stove is cold and the pan is broken, there is not a single grain of rice or a single vegetable. I want to starve my old lady to death! Husband one day, you still have the face to come back!"

When she scolded loudly, the yellow dog next door barked louder and flopped over the wall.

"Old lady, old lady, open the door first, okay?" Yang Gongquan was afraid of disturbing the neighbors, covered his mouth with torn sleeves, and whispered in a low voice, "Let me go in, you can curse enough, huh?"

The woman opened the door and sneered: "You want to scold? You have to have strength to scold! If you marry you as a scumbag, my old lady is starving to death!" With a snap, she slammed the door and went into the house. , Thousands of idiots kept cursing along the way.

Yang Gongquan came in with a sullen face. He didn't whisper to his wife as usual. He just took a scoop of water from the corner tank and drank it, wiped his mouth, and sat under the dim soybean oil lamp, letting the woman nag. He fumbled something out of his sleeve, shook it under the lamp, and squinted at the woman: "Look, what's this?"

The woman glanced at it and sneered: "A few broken leaves can also be treasures? Can you be poor and crazy?"

"Women’s knowledge!" Yang Gongquan snorted disdainfully, put the half-brown leaves on top of the candlelight and toasted it for a while. Suddenly, the color of the withered yellow leaves changed strangely, and the fragrance was full of fragrance. room.

"Oh!" The woman stared blankly, thinking that she was dazzling, rubbed hard, and blurted, "God, what is that?""Grass! Haven't you seen it?" Yang Gongquan triumphed, and took the grass leaf away from the lamp. "Do you know how much it is worth? Telling it to scare you to death!?

The woman stretched out her hand and wanted to take a look, but Yang Gongquan snapped her hand back, and sneered: "You old lady, the egg has never been next. Chengri just nags, how much madness did you get this time? With Qibao, I will buy a lot of good land and beautiful houses for my own enjoyment, and marry a young woman, and I don’t have to listen to you every day."

When the woman heard Yang Gongquan say this, her heart panicked, with a smile on her face, and tugging at his sleeves: "Aren't you really annoying me? I also do it for your own good. I encourage you to move forward. I hate you for coming?"

Yang Gongquan snorted coldly and turned to sit in the wall. The woman stepped forward again softly begging for mercy, but he just ignored it.

The woman said a few words, feeling embarrassed, she also paused. For a while, the house was surprisingly quiet, and only heard the wind whizzing through the broken window papers, and the table was fluttering with lights. cold. In silence, the woman suddenly covered her face and sobbed: "I've been married to you for more than ten years and can't eat enough. Can I not say a word? If I really dislike you, I will find another way out. Starving here every day?"

Yang Gongquan sighed, turned his face to look at his wife's yellowish face like dry grass leaves, rough clothes and shaggy head. More than forty women have half-white hair and feel sad, knowing that what she said is true. I thought that if I took the opportunity to attack again, I would feel rich and abandon the chaff. So it slowed down