Proud of the rivers and lakes

Wen Ruyu approached slowly, looked at Fu Jinghong, and smiled slightly.

"Brother Fu."

Fu Jinghong looked at the messy folds on Wen Ruyu's white dress, knowing that he must have arrived in a hurry, so he paused.

Then Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "Brother Wen, long time no see." Sure enough, he still came.

Wen Ruyu looked at him intently for a long time, then smiled and said, "It's been a long time indeed."

"Brother Wen, I heard that you eradicated the remnants of the Demon Cult. This is a great achievement." Fu Jinghong looked at the water stains on Wen Ruyu's clothes, and paused again. The person in front of him was obviously spotless all along. "Why didn't you stay to be the leader of the martial arts alliance with more than [-] people? Wouldn't it be nice to marry back the number one beauty in the martial arts and enjoy the blessings of all people?"

Wen Ruyu looked at him for a long time before smiling wryly: "If the person by my side is not the one I want, how can we be happy?"

Fu Jinghong was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Didn't you always take revitalizing the sect as your mission, your current behavior...is running counter to it."

Wen Ruyu smiled gently: "Even so, why not?"

"In the past, I devoted all I had to the Ping Shan School, but my life was not happy at all..."

"A month ago during the battle of the Devil's Cult, I saw through many things in this world. The world is full of worries. They are too tired to live, tired of fame, tired of money, and tired of love. Murong Lin is like this, and so am I. ...So, I left the Ping Shan faction, and I decided to live only for myself from now on..."

Fu Jinghong looked at him, knowing that he had made up his mind, he could only sigh softly, and said: "So you are here, even if you hide your name in the mountains and forests from now on, you are willing to ask about Jianghu's affairs?"

Wen Ruyu looked at Fu Jinghong with a slight smile, and said, "So what?"

At this moment, there was another sound of Juechen's hooves.

The visitor was dressed in red, holding a nine-foot soft whip, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows.

"Why did you abandon me!"

The man glared at Wen Ruyu, but even though his peach blossom eyes were covered with anger, there was something special about him.

The person who came was Tao Zhihua, he rode his horse across the stream and jumped down.

I haven't seen it for many days, but the beauty of the peach still remains undiminished, and the beauty of the peach blossoms is full of beauty in the eyes of the peach blossoms.

Fu Jinghong paused, and then called out, "Brother Tao."

Tao Zhihua turned her head to look at him, first snorted coldly, and then immediately said: "Why did you suddenly disappear that day!"

Fu Jinghong smiled wryly, and said: "It's not because Murong Lin plotted against me... The whole thing is just his conspiracy, it's just a pain for us."

Tao Zhihua snorted, and said after a long time: "Since that's the case, I won't argue with you anymore, but, in the future, you can't disappear without a word."

Fu Jinghong glanced at him and said, "Brother Tao, are you planning to stay here too?"

"You don't like it?" Tao Zhihua looked at Fu Jinghong fixedly, his eyes were slightly cold.

"...No," Fu Jinghong paused, and said, "I'm just afraid that you won't get used to it."

"Why can't he get used to me?" Tao Zhihua glared at Wen Ruyu next to him, then turned to look at Fu Jinghong, and said suddenly, "But if you casually seduce other men..." He stopped sound, suddenly curled his lips into a smile.

This smile can be said to be as beautiful as peaches and plums, but Fu Jinghong felt a chill, and couldn't help taking a small step back.

"Brother Tao is right," Wen Ruyu said with a slight smile when she heard the words, "The conditions on this mountain are quite rough, Brother Fu, you should stop going down the mountain and causing other people to come up the mountain to squeeze with us."

Fu Jinghong was at a loss for words, and after a long while, he slowly said: "You can choose to live in the inn at the foot of the mountain, the conditions there are good."

"Are you driving us away?" Tao Zhihua raised an eyebrow.

Wen Ruyu also frowned, and then said softly, "We're not afraid of this, but we're afraid that other people will be more picky..."

"The few of you are enough, what else can there be?" Fu Jinghong thought about the cabin, thinking that the floor might not even be enough for the few of them to sleep on.

But at this moment, a melodious piano sound suddenly sounded.

The sound of the piano was long and lingering.

Wen Ruyu frowned, and said curiously, "Who is playing Phoenix Qiuhuang in this deep mountain?"

Fu Jinghong paused, turned around, and saw a stream of weeping willows not far ahead, a luthier in a moon-white gown, playing the piano.

"Brother Liu?" Wen Ruyu also saw the man, first smiled, then paused.

Tao Zhihua snorted coldly, then turned to look at Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong smiled helplessly, and turned to look at Liu Xianqin, just as Liu Xianqin was raising his head.

The two eyes met.

The person playing the piano suddenly hooked his lips and smiled slightly.

"Since it's Brother Liu, it doesn't count as anyone else," Wen Ruyu sighed, and said, "If Brother Liu doesn't dislike having a squeeze with us, then we shouldn't dislike letting him squeeze with us either. .”

Tao Zhihua still let out a cold snort.

Fu Jinghong could only smile helplessly again.

When the four of them returned to the wooden house, Leng Qixuan and Bai Lianhua also brought back a lot of things.

The originally small cabin became more and more crowded. Several people were startled when they saw each other. Then, they looked at Fu Jinghong at the same time, and then, they suddenly became enlightened.

Bai Lianhua and Tao Zhihua looked at each other, and both snorted coldly.

Tao Zhihua paused, and said: "Why do you imitate me and snort?"

"Obviously I hummed it first," Bai Lianhua snorted coldly, "Hmph, brother, who are they, why did you bring them back?"

"Hmph, he can do whatever he likes, why do you interfere?" Tao Zhihua was not to be outdone.

After Wen Ruyu and Leng Qixuan looked at each other, they suddenly understood.

Wen Ruyu smiled slightly and said: "Thank you for your hard work, I have prepared so many things, but... I'm afraid it's not enough, and this cabin is probably not enough for the few of us to live in, why don't we cut some more wood to expand the cabin by a bit?" Fan?"

Leng Qixuan nodded coldly, turned around and walked out.

Wen Ruyu smiled at Tao Zhihua: "Don't make any noise, otherwise Brother Fu will be hard to do." After smiling at Fu Jinghong, he turned around and walked out behind Leng Qixuan.

Fu Jinghong smiled helplessly.

Bai Lianhua and Tao Zhihua looked at each other, turned their heads away and ignored each other.

Liu Xianqin put the qin on the table, sat down and poured a cup of tea.

Leng Qixuan and Bai Lianhua just bought some oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea and other odds and ends. After Fu Jinghong came back, they arranged these things and made a pot of tea.

Fu Jinghong also sat down and drank a cup of tea. Liu Xianqin looked up at him and said, "This is good tea."

Fu Jinghong paused, then smiled, and said, "Oh? Why?" In fact, he didn't know much about tea, he just knew that some teas were expensive and some teas were cheap.

Liu Xianqin said lightly: "There is no distinction between good and bad tea, just like there is no distinction between good and bad in this world. It's just that after drinking tea, some people feel happy and think it is good tea. Feeling dissatisfied, I think this is not a good tea, all kinds of dharmas are born in my heart, everything is just in the heart, and now I feel very happy, so this is good tea." He looked up at Fu Jinghong, deeply took a sip of tea.

Fu Jinghong paused, then smiled.

Tao Zhihua snorted, sat down, took a sip of tea from the cup in Fu Jinghong's hand, then looked at Fu Jinghong and said, "It really is good tea."

Fu Jinghong could only nod his head.

Seeing that someone had taken the lead, Bai Lianhua snorted and sat on the other side of Fu Jinghong.

The four of them were relatively silent for a while, until Leng Qixuan and Wen Ruyu brought back a lot of wood, and the few people got into the busy work, temporarily forgetting the gap between each other.

A few days later, there were a few more rooms in the cabin, and the few people got along peacefully.

As usual, Fu Jinghong went out to the mountains early in the morning and stayed in the cabin at night, but sometimes he was restless in the middle of the night, and his sleep was occasionally disturbed by someone.

But the days finally passed as calm as water, and there were no more disturbances.

On this day, when the sun was about to set, Fu Jinghong caught some fat fish from the creek, Wen Ruyu caught some pheasants in the forest, Leng Qixuan and Bai Lianhua picked some wild fruits, peaches, etc. Zhihua set up firewood, and several people prepared dinner by the stream.

Liu Xianqin sat by the stream and played the piano silently, but her eyes drifted to the fire not far away from time to time.

Fu Jinghong approached with the grilled fish, handed the grilled fish to Liu Xianqin with a cold face, and joked: "Why, you plan to become a bigu and become an immortal?"

Liu Xianqin said indifferently: "The gentleman stays away from the kitchen." Then he reached out to take the grilled fish from Fu Jinghong's hand.

Fu Jinghong found that since the few of them came, his expression was mostly a helpless smile.

So he had no choice but to smile and said, "Brother Wen is also a gentleman, and he has never been far away from the kitchen." After that, he turned his head to look at Wen Ruyu who was roasting a pheasant by the stream. There was a thick layer of honey, and Leng Qixuan next to him was roasting the hare with a cold face, as if he had some deep hatred with the hare that was roasted to a golden yellow. Sensing Fu Jinghong's gaze, he He raised his head and looked at him, his eyes gradually softened.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of fallen leaves being stepped on in the distance.

The footsteps were very light, but with such profound inner strength as Fu Jinghong and the others, they naturally heard them immediately.

Suddenly, Fu Jinghong felt that somewhere in his heart was boiling hot, as if he had been burned by something.

It seemed to sting again, subtle and unspeakable.

He slowly raised his head and looked forward.

It was already dark, and the man was coming from the flowers and willows.

Dressed in red, the glass is like fire.

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The author has something to say: the main text is over, but there will be a side story~ The side story may not be updated every day, and I will write whatever I think of~ Since some girls don’t like the younger brother, so the plot of the younger brother will be written outside the fan, In this way, girls who don’t like it can skip it XD In addition, this article is going to be customized, and it will be notified in Fanwaili or copywriting at that time, it should not be long~

Finally, I will write something and remember it. This article was opened on June 2012, 6. At that time, Tiantian was a sophomore in high school and was 16 years old. Before that, Tiantian was just a pure little friend who occasionally wrote some cute articles Puppy Blood Essay or something, but since this hole was opened, since then, the integrity has been broken, and I can’t pick it up QAQ because Tiantian was only 16 years old when he wrote this article, so please forgive me for the immature writing Orz, after all, I'm just a little friend with little social experience, and the things I write are only at this level, so don't force it, don't force it~

This article is the first Gutan novel written by me, so write some postscripts to commemorate it~ Forgive me for my unrestrained love for Gudan all my life, and I will continue to pay attention to Gutan for 30 years~XD