Xinke

Listen to the fragrance

The origami fell from Yan Xiao's fingertips, and it was about to fall into the water, but there was a change with a "bang".

The square paper, which was originally the size of a palm, has grown a lot towards the four edges.

The life-like large paper grows on one side, and folds on the other side, like a pair of invisible hands, origami.

After a while, a blue paper horse sprinkled with golden flowers stood in front of them, standing quietly and lifelike.

Lin Xinke was so amazed that he opened his mouth so much that he wanted to swallow a chicken.

The big market in Shuanglong Town also sells paper-cut window grilles, red peony flowers with double happiness characters, and so on.

As soon as the New Year comes, it is opened on the window, on the rice tank, and on the stove.

The most exquisite, I have seen the paper silk flowers that a boy from a neighboring village wanted to give to a little girl in the city. The pink petals are surrounded by clusters of yellow fluffy stamens.

There are peonies, crabapples, rhododendrons, orchids, and many others that cannot be named.

This kind blooms on girls' heads all year round.

It's never been seen that someone cleverly made this trick with silk and paper.

They have to be gods and monsters. It seems that they really came to the right place.

Yan Xiao patted the horse's back, bit his index finger in his mouth to get a little blood out, and tapped it lightly on the horse's eyes.

The cyan paper horse suddenly barked a few times "咴咴咴儿" and took a few steps.

Lin Xiao took a closer look, and the origami horse turned out to be a really strong and strong horse.

Under the long eyelashes, a pair of clear and gentle brown eyes looked at Lin Xiao and the others calmly.

The young fox got on his horse nimbly, lowered his head, and stretched out his hand towards the little letter guest.

"Walk."

In the backlight, his face is like jade, his black eyes are like stars, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, his long hair is scattered on his shoulders, and there is moisture in the mountains.

There is a vague outline of a youth.

Lin Xiao involuntarily took his hand and got on the horse.

The horse "Dede" took a step and stepped on the water along the stream.

Lin Xiao hugged Yan Xiao in his arms, and the boy's straight shoulders gradually softened and nestled on his chest.

The small stream is getting thinner and thinner, and the old trees are narrowing the path.

In the wind, thin raindrops rushed over, hitting the face, the brows and the corners of the eyes.

The sound of rumbling water from somewhere also came over.

The horse finally stopped, and the two turned over and dismounted.

A row of sparse firewood fences lay in front of them.

The scattered and verdant greenery on the road, which does not distinguish the four seasons, is altered by the overflowing autumn colors.

Inch by inch, layer by layer, from green to light yellow to bright red, creepers are densely rolled up on the fence.

A small wooden sign hangs in a hidden place with the inscription "Tingxiang".

"Is anyone there?" Lin Xiao politely knocked on the door.

"Squeak." A piece of the fence was missing, the door must have been opened.

Lin Xiao tightened the burden on his back, motioned Yanxiao to follow behind him, and walked in.

Lin Xiao looked around curiously.Well, it's not much better than his Lin Xiao's house, what about the Jade Bird Mansion?

This blue bird monster is a bit too shabby.

In several old houses, the wooden doors were somewhat mottled, half-closed and ajar, and a bunch of small red peppers and a bunch of chubby garlic were hung from the door frame.

The window grilles were carefully pasted on the window paper. As time went on, the deep red was washed into orange red by the wind and rain.

Persimmon trees, pepper trees, and jujube trees are planted in front of the window, blooming and bearing fruit, and they are luxuriantly together.

Under the tree, there was a blue-gray stone millstone, on which lay a lazy cat sleeping soundly on its belly. Out of politeness, it gave Lin Xiao a "meow" and fell asleep again.I don't care about guarding the corn grains that have been drying all over the ground next to the millstone, and are trampled around by a few chickens and ducks, and chirping and quacking are playing hide-and-seek in the yard.

There are also two small ponds.One side of the water is clear, and no fish can be seen. It seems to be sinking lazily at the bottom of the water, and it will suddenly come out to blow bubbles.One side is mottled, tightly packed by half-opened and half-withered lotuses, pink peaches, white pear blossoms, light green and light yellow, and exquisite water beads rolling on the leaves of Tiantian.

On the fat lotus pods, there are dragonflies fluttering their wings.

"Is it the mountain fox from Xiaokong Mountain? Come here quickly!"

Xuan Lang's laughter came from under a huge ginkgo tree in a corner of the yard.

The leaves on the tree were scattered and floated down, countless thin silver threads were also hanging down from the tree, and the origin was unknown, and countless small transparent glass bottles were tied under the silver threads.

As soon as the wind passed, the leaves fluttered, and the bottles bumped lightly, ding ding dong dong.

It's like the Zen temple in Xiaokong Mountain with not very good incense, the sound of the Sanskrit bells when the wind blows at dusk, and the pilgrims making wishes in the daytime.

A man was squatting under a tree, and when he saw them approaching, he stood up lazily and stretched himself.

There was another person standing beside him, watching her quietly.

Beauty, beauty!

He raised his hand and tied a pot-bellied bottle in his hand to the silver wire.Even the fingertips seem to be glowing.

"It's really hard to find him here!" Standing up was a little lady with a simple hairpin and no heavy makeup. A few small freckles were mischievously painted on her cheeks. Innocent.

The man beside her was silent, with a jade-like face, but there were a few golden ginkgo leaves in his hair that hadn't been shaken off in time.

The little lady brushed it for him very naturally, then came forward again, took Yan Xiao's hand, and asked, "Where's your sister? The scenery here is still woven by her many years ago. I'm tired of seeing it, just wait for it." Let her skillful hands weave new ones."

Yan Xiao bowed his head silently, then raised his head again, "My sister went to a far away place with her beloved. The brocade to be woven on the Blue Bird Cliff was brought by Xinke."

"No." The ice beauty said coldly, and Lin Xiao shuddered, "Here, you once said, this is like your home."

That little lady, is she flirting with his little fox like this...

Seeing that Mr. Xiaoyan's eye circles were flushed red, Lin Xiao felt distressed for a while, and hurried forward to hold him by the corner of his clothes.

He unloaded the burden on his back again, handed it to the little lady, and separated the two without a trace.

The little lady took the brocade scroll and didn't open it in a hurry. Instead, she stared at Lin Xiao for a while, sniffed again, and shook her head: "So you are the messenger... You really smell like him." Woolen cloth!"

Lin Xiao was stunned, he didn't know this little lady before, "Who?"

The little lady suddenly realized, and said to him in a low voice: "Haha, it's nothing, as a reward, I can let you smell him!"

Lin Xiao glanced at Yan Xiao blankly, and saw that he was looking up at the shiny bottle, and the fox ears and tail that got out at some point were fluffy.

The little lady also looked at it: "Xiaoyan is still so cute, but it's a pity... that's all, you sit down, I'll ask Ah Shi to cook something delicious for you."

The beauty who had just stood aside without saying a word let out a soft "hum".

"Okay, Ah Shi, I've been away for a while, and I miss your craftsmanship very much!"

The beauty's face became even colder, she turned around with a flick of her sleeves... into the kitchen.

"If you don't change it, don't change it... I know you like the smell of fireworks in the world, and I just want you to see more scenery."

The little lady sighed, slowly unfolded the brocade in her hand, and threw it into the air.

For a moment, the scenery on the other side of the mountain residence suddenly blurred.

On the other side, the strong wind blew away the brocade, and the warp and weft were all scattered, and the air was woven in again.

On this side, the cooking smoke rises and goes into the air in a slight curve.

The wind stops and the scenery settles down.Qionghua Yushu, Baisha Qingchi.

Lin Xiao took a closer look, isn't this the landscape that he saw at the palace that day?

The people on the small pavilion in the middle finally became clear.

A little lady was leaning on the pillars of the pavilion, falling into a deep sleep, a paper bag was opened in her hand, and a few candied chestnuts fell out and scattered on the ground.

The cold and handsome young man lowered his body, gently touched her cheek, and pressed his lips.

In a blink of an eye, the figures of these two people dispersed again.

"This meddling fox!"