[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Qiang Yu said a few words tremblingly, with a benevolent face, it seemed that he was not chasing a guest.The middle-aged man glared at Yang Ao and Ao with a hint of warning, and returned to their positions angrily.

The bamboo flute continued, and the dance resumed. The young man smiled at the two of them, and said in his not-so-fluent Chinese: "I didn't scare you, did I? Now Song Xia's relationship is very tense, so it's no wonder Uncle Chaochao and the others are impulsive."

Yang Jian smiled back, "The situation in Song Xia is tense, why do most of the elders treat us with no hostility?"

"Believers are grateful to Maitreya Bodhisattva, and they naturally have no hostility towards the Han people. Those who do not believe in Buddhism still regard the Han people as aliens. Besides, this elder sister saved the past, the lame one. We must treat them well. .”

Ao Cunxin said: "It turned out to be him, no wonder I looked familiar. Xiang Li is a good man, but unfortunately his leg was bitten off. By the way, you mentioned Maitreya Bodhisattva just now, but you were talking about the Heavenly Crown Maitreya Buddha?"

The young man showed joy, and looked at Ao Cunxin with a bit of approval in his eyes, "Exactly, it turns out that sister also knows. The Bodhisattva has taken care of our clansmen and has appeared several times."

But Yang Jian said, "I remember that Maitreya Bodhisattva's dojo is far away on the coast of the East China Sea."

"It's really a manifestation! Although I am not blessed to see it, my ancestors have seen it with their own eyes, and even saw the bodhisattva's body. We all know it!"

It is not uncommon for gods and Buddhas to manifest themselves. Ao Cunxin followed the boy's words and said, "The ancestor that the little brother said is today's birthday? It seems to have helped us. I want to thank you and ask the little brother to lead the way."

"The old ancestor has always done good deeds, you don't have to make a special trip to thank her, she is no younger than us, and she will go back to sleep in a while. It just so happens that my brother's felt tent is empty these days. Tonight, you two will live at my brother's house. Thank you." Let’s stop talking about it, let’s make friends.”

Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin sat down next to each other on the mat, and the already enthusiastic Dangxiang girl brought Qiang wine, lame and went to Li, and brought his wife to sit in front of them to chat and laugh with them. Unfortunately, they didn't speak Chinese fluently, and they often talked with ducks. .

Qiang fine wine is different from Tianting's sweet liquor. It is full-bodied and strong, and it is unique.A few people chatted and enjoyed the dance and music, and after a while they drank a few jugs of dirty wine. The young man had already drunk a lot, but at this time he was so drunk that he fell asleep on the side.

Compared with Shancheng, which is full of evil spirits, the air here can be regarded as fresh.Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin sat side by side facing the bonfire, sparks were flying, and they went back to the time when they were husband and wife hundreds of years ago.

Ao Cunxin Yuzhu chatted with him a bunch of interesting things, with a light smile, as if she had forgotten the crisis just now.

Yang Jian looked at her, her hair bun was washed away by the three dragons, at this time the long black hair was blowing in the desert wind, paired with a plain white brocade dress, it gave off a bit of heroic spirit, but the corners of the eyes and the brows were hanging Looking at the innocence and softness of the little daughter, it is like a bright and bright moon, which is indescribable.

Ao Cunxin looked back, held the bowl and said with a smile: "Why don't you drink too much, is it because you can't drink enough?"

"Compared to you, it really doesn't work."

"Hey, you figured it out so quickly? That's right, I'm born with a thousand cups! Do you want to compare?"

Yang Jian smiled and waved his hands, "It's no match."

Ao Cunxin shook his arm, "Why don't you know that you can't compare? Let's play a game, and if we lose, we will play a bowl."

Do a bowl? !

Yang Jian gracefully controlled his shock, and smiled politely: "No play."

"Let's play, we can't do those drinking orders anymore, let's guess the boxing game, there are only two of us, each guess three times in a row, and if we win once, we win. I guess first, how about it?"

When it came to this point, Yang Jian couldn't bear to refuse any longer, and he didn't want to bully her too much, "It's easier to guess one hand. If you lose, you will have to add a penalty, and you must answer a question truthfully."

Ao Cunxin was determined to pour him alcohol, so he agreed without even thinking about it. In the end, he didn't know whether Yang Jian was lucky or his eyesight was too bad. He had already won five times in a row. When he asked about his relatives and friends from where he lived, Ao Cunxin punished him with alcohol. In addition, I have to answer these household registration-style questions, and I am really eager to make a comeback.

"Five bosses! Bingdilian! It's clear! I won!" Ao Cunxin was elated, and hurriedly poured a big bowl for Yang Jian, "I'll ask you after I do it first!"

Unlike Yang Jian who had endless questions, Ao Cunxin didn't know what to ask him. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Is it because I'm similar to your wife because you treat me well?"

Yang Jian smiled, with a pair of affectionate eyes full of charm, "No."

"Okay, come again!"

Ao Cunxin didn't know that this question made Yang Jian's mind a little confused, and he thought it was a lucky moment, Yang Jian couldn't even guess it correctly, and after drinking a few bowls of wine, his eyes became more and more lewd.

"Why do you want to go to Shancheng?"

Yang Jian said truthfully, "I expected an ambush in Dingshan City."

Even though Ao Cunxin has a deep drinking capacity, she is already three points drunk at this time, she laughed and said, "It turned out that the ambush was not aimed at Chen Xiang, but at you, are you surprised?"

"Okay, next question."

Ao Cunxin bit her nails and thought for a while, "Does your wound still hurt?"

"What kind of problem is this?" Yang Jian couldn't help laughing.

"Now you can only tell the truth. I usually ask you, and you probably won't tell the truth."

The corners of Yang Jian's lips curved slightly, "There are some, and my heart hurts the most."

The red shadow beside him moved slightly, he subconsciously grabbed her, blinked his drunken eyes vigorously and asked, "Where are you going?"

Ao Cunxin was still sober, seeing that the legendary god Erlang was a little drunk, and said with a smile: "I will dance to comfort the wounded, do you want to see?"

After understanding the puzzlement in Yang Jian's eyes, she continued: "You are handsome, didn't you notice that those girls who are good at singing and dancing are all secretly watching you? Our Dragon Clan is also descended from Yan and Huang, so we can't make them think that they are Han women. Just sit and drink!"

Drunk Sleeping Border Town

"Can you dance?"

"Don't you believe it? Donghai's sister Tingxin taught me. You seem to know a lot of people, you should know her, right?"

Yang Jian naturally recognized it.

At that time, he decided to force the young Chen Xiang to change the way of heaven, and cruelly killed Ao Tingxin who had repeatedly protected Chen Xiang, and then rescued his soul and hid it in the silver cauldron in the secret room of the Zhenjun Temple.During the years of betrayal, that fiery woman became the only person he could confide in.After helping her return to life, she has been busy with her own work these years and lost contact.But she knew where Ao Cunxin was imprisoned, but she refused to tell him, presumably she didn't want him to disturb her anymore.

It's just that Princess Tingxin has a straight temper and is more cheerful than ordinary men, so she can dance?How credible can the disciples she taught be?

Ao Cunxin suspected that she had made a mistake when the bonfire was on and off, and she actually saw a not-so-obvious tenderness on Yang Jian's lips.He smiled a lot, but most of them were smiles without emotion and warmth, and even sneers that implied mockery.

She forced herself to look away from Yang Jian, and took off the coat borrowed from Yang Jian, revealing her original red dress, stepped into the arena, and danced in harmony with the Qiang music orchestra.

He lowered his body to wear a jade pendant, and raised his sleeves to flick his clothes.

Suspicious swallows rise from the eaves, reflecting the snow like flowers flying.

In 650 years of marriage, he never knew that she had such a beautiful figure.

The flickering light of the fire reflected on her thin and smooth face, as if covering her with a layer of charming youth.There was a pleasant smile on her lips, calm and calm, and a pair of bright eyes looked at Yang Jian intentionally or unintentionally, the amber eyes were like a bright moon, and like a thousand peach blossoms.

The white gauze around the waist flutters freely in the desert wind. The slightly old color is soaked in the mottled years of 2000 years, but it still maintains a white and elegant original intention.

……

His whole body was in unbearable pain like insects eating and ants eating, and the piercing pain spread from his stomach to his chest and abdomen. He woke up from the nightmare, but in front of him was not the sea of ​​flames like blood in his dream, but a plain white gauze tent.The gauze covered him from the scorching sun, and the cool sea breeze brushed over his cheeks, wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Are you awake?"

A sweet greeting came to his ears, and only then did he truly realize that he was not dead.

He looked dully at the source of the voice, through the pure veil, he couldn't see her face clearly, only saw a thin outline.Standing in the sun, she seemed to be looking at him, as if she was smiling, her black hair was slightly lifted by the sea breeze, and intertwined with the fluttering white gauze into a heart-stopping agility and freedom.

In the countless years that followed, whenever he recalled this day, he felt that that scene should have been beautiful to the marrow of his bones.

But in fact, at that time, his heart was ashamed.His mother was burned alive by the top ten golden crows in front of him, and the blood of revenge was still left on his scarred body. There was nowhere to put the burning anger and helplessness in his heart...

He struggled to get up, but couldn't tell where the pain was, "What is this place?"

"West Sea Coast." Her voice was very brisk. She was wearing a water-red dress, and the golden coral in her hair glistened in the sun.

A carefree and pure heart would never be able to appreciate his hatred and pain.

He didn't expect anyone in this world to understand his pain.

Seeing that he didn't look back, she staggered past her, frowned slightly, and pouted, "I saved your life, so you just left?"

He paused, tilted his head slightly, and in his peripheral vision, the plain white gauze fluttered in the wind behind him.

His mother burned up in front of his eyes, and the fairy body turned into a piece of jade, which was hidden in his arms. He had to bury his mother and father together.

The third sister didn't know that her mother died, but now in this world, only his brother and sister are left to depend on each other.

"If you don't save me, all this will be over. What you save is pain and hatred."

Enduring the pain, he walked forward step by step, letting the plain white gauze curtain be blown by the sea breeze.