Fusang + Fanwai

At night, there were rustling sounds from the bedside, Fusang was sleeping lightly, opened his eyes to look, and saw that Wuyou had already got out of the bed, so he heard her whisper, "Is it disturbing you?"

Fusang shook his head, kicked off the clogs, straightened her clothes, and said softly, "Don't tire yourself too much."

After Fusang said this, Wuyou was only silent for a while, then left again.

Today's night is extraordinarily cold, a crescent moon is bright and shining, the cold wind is piercing, Fusang tightened the blanket on his body, looked out, and saw the endless darkness, staring at the corners of his eyes almost sore, and slowly closed his eyes After recovering, Fusang sat withered all night, and when the green lamp burned to ashes, Fusang finally understood that everything was nothing but illusion.

Fusang left quickly, just like when she came back, without saying a word, she went to Linfeng Building, ate and drank, and after she was full of wine and food, she remembered to go on the road, she called the groom to come, and went again. Buzhuang bought some brocades and set out on the road.Before traveling for a few miles, people came quickly, like the east wind blowing down, all the flowers fell, and the dust returned to the mud.Fusang glanced at the bloodstains on the ground, and then at the person who came, the person looked at Fusang under the peach blossom tree, just like the first time he saw him, the figure wrapped in black silk and satin was absolutely graceful.Fusang Road is really narrow, but when she saw her walking slowly, the clothes in her clothes were changing like ghosts, Fusang got out of the carriage and covered the groom with a brocade, the man sneered and looked up and down with his eyes. Fusang said in a deep voice, "Come with me." When she said this, she could not refuse.

Fusang gave her a slightly weird look, and pondered, "Why did I go with you?"

She frowned and remained silent for a long time, only seeing that Fusang was uncomfortable, and then she said in a dark tone, "I don't know."

Fusang was a little frustrated, feeling that she was a little bit recalcitrant, she was already a little tired, this person was firm in both words and deeds, he really was a tough one. "I won't go with you." Fusang felt that her patience was going to be consumed by herself, and sure enough, she grabbed Fusang's hand very rudely, "You can't help this."

There was still a wound on Fusang's shoulder, and it was probably bleeding again after such a pull, Fusang looked at her calmly, she narrowed her eyes, and after a while they fought together, she suddenly became very excited, that look It was extremely strange, she was like a bloodthirsty person, watching Fusang showing her sharp fangs, it turned out that this was a terrifying person, Fusang was no match for her, and after a while, she was beaten to the ground.She walked towards Fusang, seeing her panting with exhaustion, "Don't struggle, come with me."

In the end, Fusang was dragged away, she stuffed Fusang into the carriage, and wrapped her eyes with a brocade handkerchief, Fusang said with a strange smile, "It's better to poke my eyes blind."

She froze with her hands, and said unhappily, "I don't know good from bad."

Fusang loses her anger and thinks carefully about her current situation.

The carriage traveled very steadily on this road, probably not on a small path, and there was some shouting in my ears, probably at the market, these captives are so arrogant, they really can't fight. "Are you arresting me to kill me?" When Fusang asked her this way, she seemed to hum with disdain, "Don't be smart."

After she said this, Fusang stopped talking.

During this journey, silently reckoning that when there is a stick of incense, a pair of hands is handed to Fusang, and Fusang gently rests on her palms, which is different from the weakness of ordinary women, these are a pair of strong and powerful hands,

"Have you touched enough?"

Fusang couldn't help being choked all over, and said a little embarrassingly, "I can only trouble the girl if I can't see."

As soon as the man heard her words, he pushed her away rudely from time to time. Fusang fell all the way, his legs were almost bruised, so he had to rest. This resting method was only tied to the wooden frame. This posture almost roasted her, and Fusang wanted to loosen the shackles a little impatiently. The rope was banned, and she could only cry bitterly in her heart. The woman didn't know where she went. The cauldron was burning vigorously, and a person came from the dark place, but Fusang couldn't see his appearance, so he heard him say in yin and yang,

"It really is a good medicine."

"Jinglun, you did a good job."

In front of my eyes, only the wind blows the curtains, and the fire blows up, and it hurts my eyes again.

Fusang looked up at him, but it was a pity that he was hiding in the curtain, and he only spoke in a low tone. Fusang didn't even know who he was. A bloodstain, the blood was about to be drained, the girl with the dark lines on her face took a bowl full, threw it into the flame, and stirred it again, Fusang stared at it in a daze, thinking that she The craftsmanship is a bit rough, so I can't help reminding, "Seven to the left and right"

She glanced at Fusang with some disdain. Fusang's words might have offended her. She looked at Fusang with a weird look from beginning to end, and this feeling was very bad.Fusang said at the right time, "The strength should be controlled at about three points."

She was really annoyed by this, she threw away the work she was doing, and greeted Fusang's face,

"Where did you come from, the little bitch, who is still here as a young lady when she is about to die."

When she said this, Fusang was a little numb, and after a while, he adjusted his anger slightly, like a flame bursting out from damp firewood.

"Whether it's cheap or not, the girl knows much better than me."

She felt that Fusang's words were ridiculed inside and out, and she was depressed for a while, so she slapped Fusang again.