Transcending into a blue scorpion

Guo Songyang still didn't speak, he waited for Lan Miao's next words.

Lan Miao said slowly: "I know there is a place where you can not only leave the city, but also leave the city freely."

He raised his head, looked at Guo Songyang with a slight smile, and said: "You have helped me many times, and you must let me help you once. No matter how much you hate me, it is one thing for you to hate me, but another for me to repay you .I can't always make excuses, I'm sorry for my conscience."

Guo Songyang suddenly said indifferently: "Where?"

Lan Miao smiled brightly and said, "I know the boss there, I'll take you there."

His hand was already on the horse's rein.

Lan Miao took a step first, and Guo Songyang followed.The two walked silently on the street, separated by a horse.

He didn't speak, Guo Songyang didn't speak.He occasionally made a joke, and Guo Songyang answered very briefly.It seemed that even if Lan Miao jumped up wagging his tail, he didn't intend to talk to him.

Ever since Lan Miao crossed over, there were many people who coaxed him, but few people he went to coax.This kind of atmosphere is really embarrassing and terrible to him.But he still talked and laughed freely, discussing with Guo Songyang some food and things in the city.Lan Miao was "discussing", but Guo Songyang didn't seem to hear it at all.

After an unknown period of time, Guo Songyang saw "that place".

On the white stone steps, six red-lacquered and carved wooden doors are wide open.On each side is a pot of snow-white and delicate camellias, the flowers are as big as a fist.There is a plaque hanging directly above it, with "Bicui Garden" written in gold-lacquered block letters.

"Bicui Garden" is the largest famous garden in the city, and it receives all dignitaries, princes and grandchildren, and it is even said that it has received people from the royal family.They come to the city to play, and most of them live in the garden.It is said that there are beauties from BMWs, delicious dishes, and even hot spring baths in the garden, and there are all kinds of recreational facilities.

It didn't take long before someone led the horses away and invited them in.

Lan Miao looked up at Guo Songyang and said, "I know you're weird."

Guo Songyang is indeed very strange.

As Lan Miao climbed the steps, she smiled and said, "Nowadays people are talking too much, if someone overhears, it will be bad. Just don't worry, Shangguan Jinhong will never think of leaving the city from here."

Guo Songyang suddenly said: "This place is not far from the city wall."

Lan Miao smiled and said, "It's not close either."

Guo Songyang pondered, and said slowly: "Is there a river passing through here?"

Lan Miao let out a haha, with a mixture of anger and laughter, and said: "I knew it, and I can't hide it from you."

The two of them walked along the path in the garden and entered another courtyard. There were no other people around.Lan Miao said: "There is a Meijiang River running through this city, and only iron fences are installed in the river. There is a small river in the garden, which is drawn from the Meijiang River. Moreover, this river road is very remote. It is very remote to row a small boat. People will find out."

He looked at Guo Songyang, with a moving light in his eyes, as if he was eager for praise.

However, after Guo Songyang said a few words, he refused to speak again.

Pushing aside a clump of camellias, two swallows flew up in surprise.

Before they knew it, the two had walked into a small courtyard.

The rising sun shines into the wing room and falls on the beams.It seems that the house is full of red smoke, and the morning glow is full of vermilion.

There also seemed to be light smoke rising from the corner of the wing room.Looking closer, I found a long-necked censer with crane feet, which is like jade and has cold tentacles.

Guo Songyang had just walked to the door when he saw the two swallows clipped and disappeared on the beam.Then there was a crisp "chirp" sound, singing in harmony.

There is a black lacquer plaque hanging beside the door, on which there are three light green cursive "Yan Niai".

Lan Miao led him to the table, and said with a slight smile, "You got up too early, you must have not eaten breakfast. The honey silver shredded rolls, bacon mille-feuille, and jujube cake with three layers of fillings here are all delicious. No. By the way, there is also freshly squeezed grape juice, with honey melted in it, try it."

What he said was accurate. At this moment, most of the city is still sleeping, and only the small shop is open.Guo Songyang stayed away from the limelight all night in the small shop, and the bad habit of changing the quilt when staying in the shop was also suppressed.He didn't move his chopsticks last night, and this morning he was going to make do with the flatbread and soy sauce.

The materials used and the labor involved in making these fine dim sum are as different from small shops as cloud and mud.He was hungry just hearing it.

Lan Miao had just finished speaking, when two maids came in with lotus steps outside, each holding a tray in their hands.

The alluring sweet scent also floated over in bursts.

Lan Miao personally served him a bowl of porridge with shallots and pork bones, and even handed him the spoon.In a few words, he persuaded him to eat more.In fact, even if Lan Miao didn't persuade him, Guo Songyang couldn't help it.No matter how good your martial arts are, how big your temper is, and how angry you are, you still have to eat.

The hot pork bone porridge paired with crispy puff pastry has completely captured Guo Songyang's stomach.He drank three bowls of porridge and ate six mille-feuilles, only to realize that Lan Miao had gone out at some time.

Soon, Lan Miao reappeared outside the door with a smile on his lips.

There was a twinkle in his eye, as if he had news he was eager to confide.Panting lightly, his chest heaved and heaved, he said, "Can you come out and take a look?"

His eyes are so sincere, his tone is so gentle.

Standing outside the door was something that Guo Songyang had never thought of.

A green horse stands at the foot of the steps.Its four hooves are nimble, its panting is thin, its ears are erected high, and its dark green fur is covered with gray and white chrysanthemum spots, shining brightly in the sun.

Qingcong horse, also known as chrysanthemum green, has been one of the famous horses since ancient times.There is a saying, "A concubine rides an oil wall cart, and a man rides a green horse", and another says, "Ride my green horse, and remember my youth." In short, they are often linked to heroes and beauties.

Lan Miao patted its neck and said with a smile: "If you want to carry luggage, how can you do without a good horse? I think this horse is well-behaved, fat and strong, and its coat color matches your clothes very well. Do you still like it?"

I am afraid there is no man who does not like horses, especially those who practice martial arts.Guo Songyang couldn't help pinching its chin, Ju Huaqing shook off his hand abruptly and snorted.Then he looked back and rubbed his head, not afraid of life at all.

Seeing Guo Songyang's expression, Lan Miao knew it was sent to his heart.

He smiled and said: "This horse can travel five hundred miles a day, so you can ride it happily."

Guo Songyang looked at him, as if about to speak.Lan Miao interrupted and said: "You don't need to say anything else. You treat me like this. What's the big deal if I give you a horse? This is my own money. I chose the horse for you. You...you can't let it go. "

Guo Songyang looked at him and said for a while, "I'm just a little surprised."

Lan Miao rolled his eyes at him and said angrily, "Do you think I only spend your money?"

He suddenly pulled the rein and asked the servant to pull the horse down so that it could have a good night's rest.

Guo Songyang listened, and suddenly said: "Do you want to sleep here all night?"

Lan Miao glanced at him again, and said: "You are a desperate Saburo, and others are not. This waterway has never been traveled by, so suddenly, who will drive the boat for you? I have already entrusted someone, and there will be a boatman tomorrow. .”

Guo Songyang knew that he was going to sleep here all night.

But what Lan Miao did and said was for his sake wholeheartedly, and every word was beyond reproach.He couldn't say anything more.If he had something to say, he simply didn't know what to say.

After living here for less than a day, he felt his bones relax.

"Bicui Garden" is worthy of being "Bicui Garden", and it has everything you need.If he didn't call, there would never be a servant girl coming in.This small courtyard "Yan Niai" is like a quiet and warm nest, comforting the swallows being chased by falcons.

Lan Miao also left, but did not stay, which made him breathe a little easier.

He didn't want to sleep, but lying on the recliner, with fine dust floating in the sunlight, he fell asleep unconsciously.

When Guo Songyang woke up, his first reaction was nothing but drawing his sword.

Not because he felt murderous, but because he found that he lost consciousness at some point.But when he held the hilt of the sword, he realized that he was asleep.

He never knew that he could fall asleep so unexpectedly, and sleep so deeply.

The door was left ajar, and the sunlight coming in had turned a dim yellow.Someone was humming softly outside.The key is very strange, completely different from the ordinary minor key.

Only Lan Miao could hum this tone.

There was an extra beauty couch outside the door. The weather was already cold, and a deep red sika deerskin was placed on the beauty couch.Lan Miao rubbed against the deerskin, coveting the warmth and comfort, and did not want to wear shoes.She was wrapped in a loose blue satin embroidered robe, on which she curled her bare feet.

There is also a piece of rice paper and an inkstone on the couch.Lan Miao lay half down, holding a pen, writing and drawing on it from time to time.

Guo Songyang has good eyesight and has already seen that he is doing crossword puzzles.

He thought Lan Miao was a very strange person.Sometimes mature and charming like a battle-tested, sometimes silly like a child.During the time he was taking care of Lan Miao, he often brought children's toys back to the inn.This scorpion can gamble on the top and skip rope on the bottom.

Lan Miao hadn't noticed him yet, so he was playing attentively.Suddenly a gust of wind blew the paper straight up to the sky and covered Guo Songyang's face.He had already lightly stretched his fingers, pinched the paper, and saw Lan Miao stretching her waist, and said with a languid smile, "Are you awake? You slept so soundly. I want to ask you to have lunch, too." Didn't wake you up."

His lazy waist stretched very long, and he had a "non-concern" attitude.

Guo Songyang looked at him for a while, then said calmly: "Then there is no need to sit outside."

Lan Miao smiled slightly, hesitated to speak, and slowly stretched her long legs down the beauty bed.

Seeing his eyes staring at his hand, Guo Songyang felt strange, so he went to look at the paper.

A sheet of paper has two sides.

One side was indeed a crossword puzzle, and the other side had a portrait of a person painted on it.The portrait was painted so ugly that it looked like a potato that had been bitten off.The reason why it can be seen is a portrait is because the name is written on it.

Guo Songyang watched it for a long time.

Finally, Lan Miao couldn't "don't care", she pursed her lips and said, "What's so interesting? I just thought of your brother and added two beards to him."

His paintings are extremely ugly, and his characters are also ghostly symbols.

Guo Songyang said: "It turns out that Guo Ding is three characters."

Lan Miao's face was already red, and she said angrily for a while: "Some people call themselves gentlemen, but they always like to expose others' faults."

He lay down on the couch, rolled up in the whole buckskin, and buried his face in it.

The buckskin undulates slightly, it is a heart-pounding breath.