Ancient Mirror Demon's House Part 2

It is early spring and March, and the cool east wind wakes up all sleeping things. "Spring water and spring pools are full, and spring grass grows in spring. Spring people drink spring wine, and spring birds make spring sounds." Such a picturesque and warm season makes visitors feel numb.

Early in the morning, Fu Changhuai took Xiao Hanyu to the rumored Yangliu Ancient Ferry. At this time, there were no pedestrians at the ferry, only the willow tree standing on the shore for an unknown number of years was left, blowing in the wind. Smoked green shoots.

Although it is a ferry, but the river bank is shrouded in clouds and smoke, but there is no boat, which is very strange.Xiao Hanyu couldn't help asking curiously: "Changhuai, there is no boat at this ferry, how can we go back?"

Fu Changhuai smiled when he heard the words, walked towards the willow tree, gently broke off a small willow branch, and handed it to Xiao Hanyu.Xiao Hanyu didn't understand what it meant, he took the willow branch and played it carefully in his hand, but he was attracted by a drop of crystal dew on the willow bud.

Suddenly, a breeze came, followed by the sound of wooden oars slapping the waves.Xiao Hanyu looked up in surprise, and he really saw a small boat coming slowly from Bo Xin.The boat seems to have pushed through the dense mist, gradually revealing its true face.

I saw a young man in a flowing blue shirt standing on the bow of the boat, half of his long hair was neatly tied, and the rest was draped softly on his shoulders.He didn't look to see if there were any ferrymen waiting on the shore, but deftly paddled the wooden oar in his hand, turning the small boat into a wild landscape painting.

When the boat approached the shore, Xiao Hanyu could see clearly the face of the man on board: the thin lips were like a haze, the thin eyebrows were drawn with fine brushwork, it was difficult for Xiao Hanyu to get along with such a refined person like an exile. The boatman thinks together.

The man put away the wooden oars and used the microwave from the river bank to drive the boat to the shore.The bow of the boat rested in front of Xiao Hanyu, and the man didn't say much, but raised his hand slightly, making a gesture of "please", and let Xiao Hanyu board the boat.

Fu Changhuai looked at the man calmly, then helped Xiao Hanyu step onto the hull of the boat, and then he also leaped lightly into the boat.

Seeing this, the man was a little stunned.He looked at the willow branch in Xiao Hanyu's hand and the two hands clasped tightly, and suddenly smiled shallowly: "Interesting, it's the first time for me to cross the river together after breaking my willow branch." See."

Xiao Hanyu didn't quite understand what the man meant, but he felt that even when the man spoke, he seemed to carry a faint breeze, like a living thing, like a shadow.

Fu Changhuai took Xiao Hanyu's hand and sat down in the middle of the boat.Xiao Hanyu looked at the man who was holding the oar again and started the boat, and asked curiously, "Boatman, what's your name?"

The man used the willow-like wooden paddle in his hand to cut open the clear river surface, causing layers of ripples. He looked at the willow trees on the bank and said in a clear voice, "My name is... Liu Yansheng."

Xiao Hanyu was even more surprised when he heard the words. He tilted his head and thought: "The sound of smoke? This name is really interesting. I have heard the sound of wind and rain, but I have never heard the sound of smoke..."

The sound of willow smoke rowed the boat into the hazy mist, and the water vapor diffused between exhales and inhalations, as if soaking the heart and lungs.Liu Yansheng's rowing movements remained the same, and he said meaningfully: "The silence of Yanliu is the voice in the human heart."

Xiao Hanyu became more and more confused, and asked in confusion: "What kind of voice is in the heart of a person?" Liu Yansheng smiled lightly, but did not answer.Fu Changhuai said slowly, "It's the sound of longing..."

Liu Yansheng nodded approvingly upon hearing the words.Fu Changhuai pointed to the weeping willows on the shore, which could no longer be seen clearly, and continued, "You are the willow tree by the ancient ferry, right?"

A word awakened the dreamer, Xiao Hanyu looked at the willow branch in his hand, and suddenly understood why the willow branch was broken, and the boat with the sound of willow smoke suddenly appeared.He suddenly felt a little guilty and said: "Sorry, I broke your body..."

But Liu Yansheng shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm crossing people and rivers, and I'm basically exchanging one thing for another." Xiao Hanyu scratched his head, and said a little nervously, "How do I change it?"

Liu Yansheng pointed to a white porcelain bottle on the board, and said slowly: "I will return to the place I miss the most, and the ferryman must leave me a tear of lovesickness to irrigate the willows on the ancient Watanabe. "

"So it's like this." Xiao Hanyu held up the guilt of breaking willows, carefully picked up the clean bottle, squeezed his eyes desperately, trying to squeeze out a tear.But the person he misses is by his side, no matter how hard he squeezes, Xiao Hanyu can't squeeze out tears of lovesickness.

Seeing this, Liu Yansheng smiled and said: "Forget it, we are destined to meet today, and I will take you home this time." Xiao Hanyu smiled embarrassedly when he heard this, and obediently put the clean bottle back in place.

Fu Changhuai also felt that his baby was so cute and silly, so he smiled dotingly, and stretched out his hand to interlock his fingers.Seeing the actions of the two, Liu Yansheng sighed faintly.

He led the two of them through the thick fog, and the surrounding scenery changed quietly, which was quite mysterious.Liu Yansheng looked at the endless cloud and smoke, and suddenly felt a little sad: "Speaking of which, I have passed so many people who miss me, but so far I haven't met a single person who misses me..."