Chapter 603

For example, a Qiyuan.

At the moment, not far away, a man was standing there, and the corners of his clothes, which were raised from time to time in the cold, were also with some clear and astringent things. His dark eyes were deep and thick, and they were extremely cruel, but in an instant, they were already eyes with thick silk, and the dust was not smooth.

"Shen Qingci, your life is really big!"

He suddenly crooked his lips and laughed. He didn't know what kind of mind he felt dizzy in his eyes. It was luck, hatred, resentment, or something else. Maybe even he didn't know.

When he wanted to put a woman to death, when he would have the kind of desire to get rid of the quick resentment.

It seems that that is not death, as if that is entanglement.

In the carriage, Shen Qingci continued to turn over the travel notes in her hand. Even if the familiar breath had existed, she would have forgotten it.

Now in her eyes, only this one of the travel notes.

Luo Heng thought again put down the cup, so half leaning on the top of the carriage, a pair of eyes with a light smile, is always staring at her.

As Shen Qingci sat, she felt a little sleepy. Inside the carriage, everything was hard, and everything was uncomfortable. The books she held in her hand attracted all her mind at this time, and everything in her mind was scattered one by one, including the person just now.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, she always remembers those, but her nose is to recognize all kinds of flavor, break Baixiang, also just remember that kind of taste.

And after three times, it's nothing else but

Danger.

But now she is very satisfied with the travel notes in her hand. Of course, she likes it very much. She likes it very much, and almost all of them are reluctant to put it down.

"Is it true?"

She asked if these were true?

Luo Hengyou naturally read this book. Otherwise, she would not have given it to Shen Qingci. He knew that Shen Qingci didn't like ghosts and ghosts too much. What she liked was these travel notes.

"It's written by a lady Wu, and it's also written by her mouth," he sat down and took the tea cup on one side.

And Shen Qingci is sitting on one side, just like an obedient pupil.

She reached out her hand and gently touched her forehead. She also took off the hair ornaments on her forehead. Obviously, she saw the red mark on her forehead, which happened to be in the middle of her eyebrow. If it wasn't for her, it was a very hard gem, maybe she would have been a dead man.

"I'll tell you when I get back."

How could Shen Qingci have the feeling of itching teeth, so he had to bear it all the time. He didn't want to do anything, just waiting for the carriage to arrive.

Finally came to the house, she is straight a pair of eyes, looking at the brand Heng worry, the story, do not tell it, will not be not told, that will become a big fat pig.

"You find yourself a comfortable position. It's a long story. Are you sure you want to listen?"

Shen Qingci thinks about it. A long story really needs a good posture. Naturally, everyone loves to hear the story. Of course, she is the same. Although she has lived for two lives, there are still many things in this world that she has never seen, never walked through, and she has not eaten. However, she may not be able to see these things in her whole life.

What she can't see with her eyes is to listen with her own ears.

She ran into her own house, then ran to the soft collapse edge, let Baimei and Sanxi prepare tea, then kicked off the shoes, and then lay down on the quilt.

Brand Heng care for her to find their own posture, to be a little funny.

It's a little girl's.

Shen Qingci hugged the pillow and was already listening to the story

and she was very curious about the story that brand Hengyou was about to tell. Because of the travel notes in that book, she had seen so many travel notes, which she liked the most.

Brand Heng care is to pick up the tea cup on the table, which is with their own slightly cold voice, word by word about this travel notes.

It is said that a long time ago, as to which dynasty and generation it was, no one can remember. But they just know that at a very early time, a Wuling people suddenly entered a paradise.

Taoyuan people were born to avoid the world. It is said that people here came from the pre Qin period to avoid war and chaos. It is said that many generations of people have lived here. This is what later generations call the Peach Blossom Land.

It is said that they not only have long lost medical skills, but also many magic weapons in the pre Qin period. Moreover, they are not less than those in this world, which have been lost for a long time, and even have never been heard of.

This Wuling man has been a guest in the Peach Orchard for several times. On that day, when he was leaving, he deliberately left a lot of marks on the tree. He also wanted to come back one day. However, when he wanted to look for it again, even if he was looking for the mark at that time, he did not find the peach blossom land again in his lifetime.As for whether there is a peach land in the world, perhaps it is, and what remains is the oral statement of generations.

Later, some people searched for them, but none of them found them. Later, these three travel notes were written by Wuling people.

Shen Qingci took the book, she put it in her forehead, if there is such a place, she really want to see.

At this time, the book in her hand was also taken away, and the light in front of her was bright again, reflecting the man's priceless face. He was very beautiful. Although he was not as good as a boy or a woman, his eyes were very beautiful. Even his lip shape was also very good. However, there were no lines on the corners of his lips. Obviously, he was not a laughing man.

"Sleep," he said, pulling the quilt for her and patting her on the shoulder, "maybe one day you will dream in that peach blossom land."

Shen Qingci sighed in his heart.

She didn't just want to dream, she really wanted to see for herself.

What is Taohuayuan?

What is paradise?

She was born in this troubled times, perhaps it is also destined for her life, also can only for a layman, so good place, how can she meet, how can she see?

And this night, in her dream, she really dreamt of peach blossom in a courtyard. She stretched out her hand and welcomed the fragrance of the flowers. Then she opened her eyes, but on a pair of quiet black pupils.

She smiles, and then reaches out her hand, habitually leaning her head against his shoulder.

They may be the couple who are most unlike husband and wife.

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