[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

"Langhua, it's time for us to set off."

"Finally?" Meng Jiang let out a long breath, raised his pale cheeks and smiled, "These past few days have really been like a year."

"Before leaving here..." Muchito pursed his lips and looked at Meng Jiang intently with his bright heterochromatic eyes, "Langhua, dance for me."

"Okay, what do you want to see?"

"Hu Xuan, can you?"

"Yes." Meng Jiang lowered his eyes and frowned, "It's nothing that can't be said. I learned to dance just to show you. Hu Xuanwu can naturally dance."

"Really..." Muchito also smiled, turned into a wooden box and held it out to her, "Let's dance with this instead."

"A new dress?" Meng Jiang couldn't help but laugh. He opened the wooden box and took out a set of Huo Huan skirts. "What is this set called?"

"The red scarf floats in the pure land of Tianshan Mountain, and the holy fire burns evil and promotes good. I can go to the happy place in the other country, where the broken moon in the desert reflects the scimitar." A young man from the Western Region slowly recited a poem, "This garment is called 'Baixiang'. "

"The world is full of different things, and all sentient beings are all different. This name is suitable for this time." The girl hugged her dress tightly, "I'm going to change."

With the help of his mental perception, Meng Jiang easily changed into a new dress. She slowly walked out from behind the bushes and stood in front of Muchito, who was already hugging a pipa.

The sound moves, the strings tremble, the dance rises, and the skirt rises.

In the noisy music, the dance moves like electricity and wind, agile, bright, lively and free. Under the climax of the music, the rapid rotation is wild and enthusiastic, with the ultimate characteristics of Hu people and their open and flamboyant personality.

There is a poem "Hu Xuannu" written by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty: Hu Xuannu, Hu Xuannu. The heart responds to the strings and the hands respond to the drums. With the sound of the string drum, both sleeves are raised, and the snow flutters and dances. Turning left and right, tirelessly, endless twists and turns. The world of things is incomparable, the running wheel is slow and the whirlwind is slow.

Yuan Zhen's "Hu Xuannu" also says: The fur is broken, the frost roots are broken, the sheep's horns are sick, and the pole is worn with a red plate and the fire wheel is dazzling. The pearls burst out to chase the flying stars, and the halo of the rainbow sparkles the electric current. The diving whale secretly absorbs the waves of the sea, and dances wildly in the returning wind.

At the end of the song and dance, there was a sudden sudden stop, and the fluttering skirt of Huo Huan fell like snow.

Meng Jiang's breathing was a little rapid, and his violently beating heart seemed to be still immersed in the passionate dance just now.

Muchito put down the pipa, applause rang out, and his eyes were astonishingly bright, "This Hu Xuan dance is very good. Among all the good dancers I teach, I am afraid that few people can match it."

The high praise brought Meng Jiang a bright and joyful smile, and when she received a compliment, she felt that the dance was not in vain.

After calculating the approximate time for Tang San's return, Meng Jiang was also going to join everyone.

Muchito split the space with one knife, and reached the Tiandou coast from the oasis valley in the far west in just one step. If possible, he could even send Meng Jiang directly to Poseidon Island, but unfortunately this method is a bit offensive.

The two of them did not come directly to the beach, but showed up ten miles away, mainly because they did not want Muchito's strange ability to be discovered - they were not yet aware of it.

Meng Jiang arrived a little later, and Tang San and Dai Mubai were already waiting there.

As Meng Jiang approached and waved goodbye, Muchito suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked at Tang San, and a sly smile suddenly appeared on that androgynous face that was very similar to Meng Jiang.

"Langhua, my half body." He called, "Would you like to... go back to the Mingjiao Sansheng Tree with me to pray?"

Tang San's heart tightened, and he stared at Meng Jiang without blinking. Although he was confident in himself and trusted Meng Jiang, he was always nervous. But as he watched, he felt a slight sense of disobedience in Meng Jiang.

The other six people were eating melons and watching the show. If possible, they would have moved a small bench and served some plates of melon seeds.

——The Shura Field is wonderful.

Meng Jiang turned around with a smile: "When you play the jade flute in the white sand desert, you will gradually forget who you are after three lifetimes. The sun and the moon shine together to emerge from the troubled times, and the bright and holy fire looks forward to returning eastward. Senior brother, have a safe journey. Good luck."

"Hahaha!" Muchito laughed loudly and whistled loudly, and a goshawk flew from the sky. His feet were full of energy, golden light shone, and he leaped several feet into the air with a leap of faith, and then landed firmly on Camille's back.

The eight people on the beach only heard a poem clearly passed into their ears, with boundless arrogance.

"The dangerous tower is a hundred feet tall and proud of the Buddha's summit. The hegemonic emperor is not afraid of the sky. He fights in the five lakes and wants to go up to the nine heavens to kill the true immortal."

This was Muchito's response to Meng Jiang.

The words and references in their poems are all about each other.

Meng Jiang laughed, his smile was hidden under the veil, making it blurry and unclear.

The palms of her hands were covered with warmth. In addition to the clear salty sea breeze, what she smelled in her nose was also the faint smell of plants coming from the people around her, like the dense jungle after the rain, and... the dew-studded Blue silver grass.

"Tang San?" She tilted her head, not daring to look directly at him, for fear that he would notice something was wrong with her, so she just tilted her head and let her strands of hair cover her eyes.

After the emotion aroused by Muchito calmed down, Tang San felt more and more that the sense of disobedience he felt from Meng Jiang was not his illusion.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and Oscar, who was keen, took a step forward and asked, "Mistress, what's wrong?"

Tang San didn't answer him.

He frowned and his cheek lines looked a bit cold. He raised his hand to push away the broken hair that covered Meng Jiang's eyes, and said in a very cold voice, "A Jiang, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Meng Jiang's heart trembled.

After all, she felt that she acted very well. With the help of her mental power, ordinary people would never be able to tell that she was blind. How did Tang San discover it so quickly?

Everyone followed Tang San's question and looked at Meng Jiang's eyes, but they couldn't see any difference when they looked left and right. Meng Jiang's eyes were too dark to reflect any light, sucking everything in like a deep whirlpool. No wonder they couldn't find it.

But the Six Monsters also knew that Tang San was by no means aimless.

"My eyes? It's nothing." She blinked, turned around and greeted everyone one by one, "Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun..."

Just when she was about to say Xiao Wu's name, Tang San suddenly used the ability of the Vast Sea Cosmic Shield to cover Xiao Wu. In an instant, Meng Jiang couldn't even feel the existence of the little rabbit.

Her voice paused and she looked a little flustered as she stood there.

"Little dance..."

"Xiao Wu didn't come." Tang San said flatly.

"How is that possible!" Meng Jiang was already in a state of confusion before and could not react to Tang San's movements at this time. "I clearly felt it just now..."

She suddenly fell silent.

Unfortunately it's too late.

"'Feeling'? What 'feeling'? Ajaan, you shouldn't be talking about 'visual', right? Let me guess, it's mental power?" The young man's voice was cold and hard, and his grip on her hand tightened. Suddenly, Putting away the ability of the Vast Sea Universe Barrier, Xiao Wu appeared on the spot.

"You—" Meng Jiang was stunned, then suddenly realized what he was doing, and wanted to throw away his hand, "Tang San, you deceived me!"

Tang San's strength did not allow her to break away: "If you don't do this, A Jiang, how long are you going to keep this secret from me?!"

Meng Jiang was furious when he was exposed in front of everyone, and he was furious, "What's wrong with me hiding it from you? It's not like it can't be cured. It's such a big deal that it deserves such a big reaction from you! Let me go!"

"Meng Jiang!" Tang San was so angry at Meng Jiang's attitude that he actually called her by her first and last name, "How long do you want? One year, two years? Ten or twenty years? Do you know that I'm worried? you!"

"You underestimate me?!" Meng Jiang went too far, "It's unnecessary! Did I make you worry? Is there a big difference whether I can see it or not? I -"

Seeing that the conflict was escalating, everyone quickly stepped forward to break up the fight.

"Jiang Jiang, third brother, please stop arguing!" Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong rushed over to hold Meng Jiang back. "Jiang Jiang, third brother is just worried that your tone is too excited."

"Are you on his side?"

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't stand it anymore, sighed and stepped forward to persuade him, "Jiang Jiang, calm down. Look, none of us noticed the problem with your eyes. Only the third brother did. Isn't this a sign that he cares about your performance?"

Meng Jiang suddenly lost his voice, his heated mind cooled down, and he lowered his head and remained silent.

On the other side, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun pulled Tang San aside, Oscar patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao San, please stop saying a few words. With Meng Jiang's character, she is angry now. You have such a strong tone, she must It will only make you angrier."

Ma Hongjun also nodded in agreement: "Girls just need to be coaxed."

Dai Mubai glanced into the sea from a distance: "Xiaobai and the others are here, let's go first. Let's go to Poseidon Island first. You have to work hard to reconcile with Meng Jiang on the way. Brothers, I have left all the space for you."

Nodding to show his understanding, Tang San also realized that his approach was a bit radical. He looked at Meng Jiang, who was standing among the three girls with her head bowed, sighed, and walked forward.

Seeing him coming, the three girls looked at each other and left silently.

Tang San went up to hold Meng Jiang's hand again, and said in a gentle voice, "A Jiang, let's go to Poseidon Island first."

Meng Jiang didn't say anything, but just held his hand.

Tang San chuckled silently, picked her up and flew onto Xiao Bai's back. After greeting her, he sat cross-legged and held the quiet girl in his arms, "A Jiang, it was my fault just now, please speak up. "

"...I'm sorry." After a long silence, Meng Jiang apologized in a low voice, his voice trembling with tears.

Tang San sensed something was wrong, and quickly stretched out his hand to lift her face, only to realize that Meng Jiang had her head lowered just now, she was crying, and her veil was already half wet.

He took off the veil, looked at the wet and tearful eyes, gently kissed the red corners of the eyes, and kissed away the salty tears.

"...The eye will be fine." Meng Jiang grabbed the corner of Tang San's clothes and explained with a choked voice, "It was not mine in the first place...that's why I returned the eye to Muchito."

"Yes, I understand. A Jiang did the right thing, but I didn't understand the situation and was anxious for a moment. This is... my fault." Tang San lowered his head and kissed her trembling red lips, "A Jiang, we will never do it again. We had a fight, okay?"

"……Um."