secretly raising a little golden crow

Chapter 249 Her Story
When Du Yu entered Xixia Di's dream for the third time, he was already able to master this world skillfully.

"Her, Zhu Yingtai." The giant Du Yu stood between the heaven and the earth, and sent him forward with one hand.

A white cloud not far away is really like cotton candy, pinched into the image of a woman.

And beside the giant Du Yu, there is also a huge girl standing.

She continued to play the jade flute according to the melody Du Yu had just taught, while those illusory eyes were looking at the clouds in the sky.

This is an agreement between the two. He taught her flute music and told her the story behind the music.

In return, Xixia Di will tell her own story.

"She is beautiful and intelligent, and likes to recite poems and read books, but at that time society did not allow women to go out to show their faces, so she could only disguise herself as a man and go out to study."

The giant Du Yu waved his hand, and the woman on the white cloud was already dressed as a man. At the same time, a man appeared on the other side of the cloud.

"His name is Liang Shanbo. The two met on the way to study. They hit it off right away and walked together."

The flute girl quietly looked at the two figures on the clouds, watching them getting closer.

Students read together during the day and sleep together in the same bed at night.

The flute girl listened to the eloquent story and watched the figures on the white clouds parting and reuniting.

Fate and grudges, know each other and accompany each other, love each other and promise each other, and misunderstand each other and force each other.
A romantic, but also tortuous and poignant story, in the illusion of clouds and Du Yu's narration, finally came to an end.

"Liang Shanbo failed to propose a marriage, became ill from depression, and finally died of depression."

"Hearing the bad news, Zhu Yingtai vowed to die. On the day she was forced to marry into the Ma family, she insisted on passing through Nanshan to pay homage to Liang Shanbo's tomb."

Above the white clouds, a pair of figures have turned into a person and a tomb.

The bride in front of the tomb was very sad. Suddenly, there was a strong wind and rain, and the tomb was suddenly torn apart. The mourning woman in front of the tomb threw herself into it without hesitation.

The sound of the flute quietly disappeared at this moment.

The flute girl stood beside Du Yu, looking up at the clouds in the sky, and forgot to play.

Du Yu also looked at the clouds in the distance, the wind and rain gradually subsided, and there was silence between the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, a pair of butterflies flew out of the tomb.

In the story told by Du Yu, all the characters, chariots and horses are transformed by white clouds, like cotton candy.

But this pair of butterflies are the gorgeous Dream Dance Flame Butterflies.

In the sunshine, they sprinkled bits and pieces.

Dance lightly and follow each other.
A complicated smile appeared on the flute girl's face full of sadness.

That pair of huge eyes stared at the butterfly flying away, without moving for a long time.

Slowly, she closed her eyes again and pressed the flute to her lips.

The melodious and melodious flute sounded again, bidding farewell to the couple who fell in love and died.

But this time, "The Butterfly Lovers" played between her lips is no longer just a melody, but a story.

A moving, poignant story.

At the same time, in Xixia Park.

Cheng Feng opened his eyes slightly, and Yang Qingqing's heart throbbed even more.

She has never heard any stories, in fact, she has been standing here quietly, guarding Du Yu.

But this flute sound like resentment, admiration, and weeping completely enveloped her in Xixia flute's emotions.

In the distance, a tall figure came, crossed the street, and stood on the edge of the lawn.

His eyes were dull, like a puppet, he stood there in a daze, looking up at the huge weapon spirit.

Regarding Fu Jianzhou's going to Xixia Park, both Li Mengnan and Lin Shiwei, as well as the soldiers stationed in Xixia Town, have already reported to Cheng Feng and Yang Qingqing.

Under Cheng Feng's instruction, everyone did not stop Fu Jianzhou from coming.

Seeing Fu Jianzhou's state, Cheng Feng sighed deeply. Compared with other dreamers, this is the first person who has been manipulated by the sound of the flute in three months.

Thinking about it, the project of Xixia flute will be decided today.

Yang Qingqing looked at her disciple from afar, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried. She paid attention for a while, then looked forward again.

Du Yu beside the girl's skirt was still lying softly on the ground, immersed in sleep.

So... what the hell happened?
Du Yu didn't know much about what happened.

The dreamland dominated by him suddenly changed, under the blue sky and white clouds, there was a quiet town.

Jiangnan water town?

In front of Du Yu was an antique mansion.

Behind him, is a small canal.There is an endless stream of people coming and going on the stone arch bridge in the distance.

Under the stone bridge, there is a boatman holding a bamboo pole, rowing a small boat, and gradually flowing into the distance.

"Bah!"

The gate of the mansion in front of him suddenly opened, and a young man was thrown out, hitting the stone road heavily.

Amidst bursts of exclamations, the people on the street dispersed one after another.

"Get out, this is the last time! Don't force me to break your leg!" In front of the gate, a few servant-like people came out, with unkind expressions, staring at the lying youth.

Since the figures in the dream were all illusory, Du Yu couldn't see the young man's appearance clearly, but he could feel his pain.

The young man was probably bruised and swollen from the beating, and it was very difficult to get up, his body trembling slightly, and he looked up at the gate of the house.

For a while, people on the street were talking about it.

It seemed that they were very dissatisfied with such bullying behavior, but people only talked about it in a low voice, and no one came forward rashly.

"Woooo~woo~"

There was a whimpering sound from the house, and then, a wolf and lake dog was thrown out violently.

There was a muffled sound of "boom"!
The little wolf and lake dog slammed heavily on the stone-paved road, making a miserable cry.

Using both hands and feet, the young man hurried forward and hugged the wolf and lake dog.

It was at this moment that the street was silent.

The voice of discussion disappeared, and even the faint voice of accusation disappeared.

Du Yu was shocked to find that everyone's attitude had changed since the moment the young man hugged the wolf and lake dog.

From sympathy to disgust!
"Monster controler, he is actually a monster controler?"

"It is indeed necessary to fight, how can there be such a person! How can someone be willing to be with the monster beast?"

"Traitor! You're so cheap!" A series of cursing sounded incessantly.

Du Yu stood there stupidly, looking at the people who were filled with righteous indignation, feeling their malice and anger.

why?
Why do people loathe wolf and lake dog so much, and even refer to the monster hunter as a slut?
for.
Du Yu woke up suddenly, remembering what Master Qing had said a few months ago.

Before the tree of the gods withered, the human race admired the imperial spirit.

And all those who control demons are considered heretics by people.

Especially during the hundreds of years of fierce fighting between the human race and the orc race, the conflicts between the human race and the orc race cannot be reconciled!
Under such a general background, the young man in front of him is working with the enemy, even sheltering the enemy.

"I'm an orthodox monster controller! I'm from the Monster Academy!"

"Go away, one last time." The leader of the family took a step forward and summoned a small tornado in his hand, spinning extremely fast in his palm.

Wind Spiritual Skill: Smashing Wind Cut!
"You" the young man hugged the little wolf and lake dog, and he wanted to refute again, but he saw something.

Du Yu raised his eyes and glanced past the servant's side, and saw a tall figure standing silently on crutches in the courtyard of the deep house.

And behind the tall figure, there is a slim figure of a young girl, looking out the door from a distance.

In her hand, she also picked up an exquisite white jade flute.

Her face was blurred, but Du Yu could understand her guilt through the way she lowered her head slightly.

Call ~
The sun and the moon flow, and the picture seems to be fast forwarded.

In the middle of the night, Du Yu saw that young man again.

Holding the wolf lake dog that has grown a little, he quietly climbed up the fence of the house, leaned over and told something to the people inside the wall.

"嘤~" Wolf Lake Dog whimpered in a low voice, struggling continuously in the young man's arms with a characteristic coquettish voice.

In the end, it was also held by the young man and sent down the wall.

"Hehe~"

The sweet laughter of the beautiful woman came from behind the wall, lingering in the quiet night.

Du Yu pursed his lips, stepped forward, and tried to push open the gate of the mansion, but found that his palm passed through the mansion gate.

"puff!"

In the small canal behind him, there was a sound of splashing water.

Du Yu turned his head to look, and saw the wolf lake dog, which had grown a lot bigger, spitting water at the bank.

Amidst the young man's complaints and the woman's coquettish laughter, the door of the mansion was suddenly pushed open.

"Miss?"

"Miss." The servants penetrated Du Yu's body and searched in all directions.

As for Du Yu, he came to the edge of the stone road and looked down at the two people with their backs against the stone wall, who were tightly attached to each other.

They didn't seem too alarmed, but snickered.

So, is the most dangerous place the safest?

The wolf and lake dog rolled happily in the arms of the two, whimpering accidentally, and the whole scene came to an abrupt end.

"Boom!"

Thunder bursts, and heavy rain poured down.

Du Yu, who was dazzled, rubbed his eyes vigorously, but heard a wolf howling in the dripping rain.

"Woo~~~"

Du Yu immediately turned his head to look.

Lightning pierced the night sky, and a huge wolf and lake dog was walking towards the gate of the mansion.

On it, sat a familiar figure.

This time, the door of the mansion was kicked open by the wolf and lake dog, but none of the former servants dared to step forward to stop it.

And the tall figure leaning on crutches couldn't stop the slender figure again.

"I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

"Zheng Xuetang has an order to go to the west, to the battlefield."

"You"

The words passed through layers of rain, accompanied by bursts of thunder, and poured into Du Yu's ears.

Mountains and rivers don't stay the same, spring goes and autumn comes.

The number of people in the mansion is dwindling day by day, and the walls of the house are mottled and withered.

The small canal behind rose and fell, and the boatmen and boats of the past were nowhere to be seen.

Only the graceful figure holding the white jade flute stood in front of the door from time to time, staring into the distance bewilderedly.

The next moment, Du Yu watched the scene of the mansion's ups and downs for several years, and finally changed.

That night, the woman rode a steed and broke out of the house.

She walked through towns, over barren mountains, across rivers, and across deserts and Gobi.

go west, go west
The sun, moon and stars are still circulating, and Du Yu can no longer keep up with her changes.

It's a big summer, especially in this era of war and chaos.

Such a weak and quiet girl, after escaping from death after death, gradually became a warrior.

Even in a terrifying scene, Du Yu saw her feat of smashing a thousand troops with the flute.

I don't know when, she seems to have been called the mighty of the human race.

Only the white jade flute in her hand is still the same as before.
The sea.

Du Yu, who has a shallow life, has never seen the sea with his own eyes.

But in this sad dream, following the footsteps of the woman, he saw the endless ocean.

"Pfft!"

The woman knelt heavily on the ground, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming from her fingers, sobbing uncontrollably.

west side,

But I have come to the west end.

The sea is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Du Yu didn't know how long he watched her cry, and he didn't know how many days and nights he had been with her.

The moment she stood up, Du Yu seemed to see the protagonist in his story.

Desperate, depressed and ill.

She doesn't care about the turmoil in this world, human race, orc race, war, survival.

Everything has nothing to do with her.

She searched up and down the continent to the west, over and over again.Until one day, withered and withered, she strayed into the battlefield of life and death between a human race and an orc race.

"Hey" Du Yu sighed deeply.

With the woman's current state, this chaotic battlefield is probably her burial place.

"Pfft!"

There was no need to be accidentally injured, she had already collapsed to the ground, with half of her face submerged in the yellow earth.

Spiritual skills and monster skills roared all over the sky, and the roar of humans and beasts shook the sky.

The mountains trembled and the earth tore apart.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Wolf Lake Dog!
Under the human race, it is a dog.

In the orc formation, it is a wolf.

"chatter"

"Woo!" A group of wolves and lake dogs suddenly rushed forward, biting the woman wantonly, tearing her flesh and blood.

She didn't resist, she didn't know whether it was powerless or unintentional.

She looked at the sky silently, only wisps of spirit gradually merged into the white jade flute.

"Boom!"

A giant foot stomped heavily, and Du Yu closed his eyes helplessly.

In the story of Liang Zhu, there is at least a pair of butterflies to soothe people's hearts.

In this real age of war, there are no butterflies and no hope.

There is only a beginning, not a good end.

"Roar!"

Du Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him, there was a wolf dog roaring angrily!

Du Yu, who has always been a bystander, felt an unprecedented crisis for the first time.

He subconsciously waved his hand, and the wolf and lake dog in the dream did not disappear!
"hiss!!!"

Du Yu's face froze, and the giant wolf lake dog came to kill him. The wolf's claws penetrated and stepped on his small body, and went straight to the rear.

Du Yu was still in shock, subconsciously turned his head to look.

Then, his pupils shrank slightly.

Why is there him in my dream?

Or, in Xixiadi's dream, can everyone be connected?

In the distance, a young man was kneeling on the ground, expressionless and motionless.

The chaotic battlefield and deafening roars could not disturb the young man at all, and he still held a cold corpse in his arms.

Du Yu walked forward slowly: "Brother?"

"Brother Fu?"

"Fu Jianzhou!!!"

Xixia Park, the edge of the lawn.

"Heh..." Fu Jianzhou gasped suddenly, his empty eyes suddenly became brighter, as if he had "come back to life".

Coincidentally, Du Yu, who was lying softly on the lawn, also opened his eyes.

The chaotic battlefield turned into a blue sky and white clouds.

Roaring, roaring, miserable cries and cries of pain also turned into beautiful and moving Xixia flute sounds.

(End of this chapter)