Death Princess

Leng Tong was very familiar with the sound of footsteps coming from outside the pharmacy.

"Zhazaza, Yan'er, you have found a good helper in cutting and collecting herbs." Leng Tong knew that she was referring to herself.After Xiao Jingyu's condition improved, Leng Tong stayed in Xueming Valley either to leave or to do nothing every day, deliberately avoiding the morning dew, and at this moment, the owner of Xueming Valley came to the door and unceremoniously sent her to the door. She called out.

Leng Tong's knife skills are very good, and he has one of the best martial arts and experience in climbing and rolling in mountains and waters.Liu Yanxue said so at that time.There are many rare and rare medicinal materials on the mountain in winter. The reason why it is so rare is that if you don't have some time to go up the mountain, you will probably never return.In previous years, Luer, Shuangxue, and Bo Fan would have led the Guzhong disciples or summoned the Jianzong disciples to do these things, but this year was a lot of trouble, Shuangxue and Bo Fan could not go out, and Luer...

Ever since, the leading burden of collecting herbs fell on Leng Tong.For this, Leng Tong didn't complain at all, and was even extremely grateful.It is not easy to recognize and collect herbs and cut them, but it is not a hard job for Yu Lengtong. The most important thing is that being so busy on the mountain every day has relieved a lot of her worries, or made her feel better. Between her and Zhaolu...

Thinking about it carefully, it has been a long time since I saw morning dew.

"Huh? Why did Qing'er come here? I guessed that you would be busy with them in the woods." Liu Yanxue's voice came from the outer room.

"Hunting in winter is a children's hobby after all. I've passed that interest a long time ago." Judging from the voice, Chaoqing should have sat casually on the table where the medicine was dried. Go out to play with the children, what are you doing here with some non-speaking medicine?"

"Every year at the end of the year, everyone in Guli and Zongli is full of playfulness, and there is no one who can do anything, but the work of medicinal materials does not wait for anyone. Fortunately," Liu Yanxue paused He paused, "There's someone who can calm down here." It seems that Liu Yanxue can be seen looking in, "If Luer and Shuangxue can be half as safe as hers, I don't need my old arms and legs It's busy here."

"Well, huh? She's still here? Didn't go into the woods? Didn't anyone tell her?"

"Then you have to ask Luer yourself." Afterwards, the voice was deliberately lowered, but Leng Tong still vaguely heard it clearly, "I don't know what Luer is thinking, everyone in the valley has already talked with this person." The child is half-familiar, but she is the one who coaxed and deceived him, and avoids it for a long time every day."

It turned out that not only was he avoiding her, but Zhao Lu was also avoiding him.

"Hey." Zhao Qing didn't know why she was sighing.

Leng Tong raised the corners of his mouth and raised a lonely smile.

"Tong'er." At first, when Liu Yanxue called her like this, Leng Tong still somewhat resisted. After all, this kind of address only belonged to A Niang since she was a child. Whether it was because of something else, that Chao Qing took care of her irrespective of the past, Leng Tong was actually used to it.

"Gu Master," Leng Tong put down the work in hand, poked out half of his head from the door of the inner room, looked down at Liu Yanxue and Chao Qing, "Sovereign Master."

"Tonight is New Year's Eve." This time, it was Chaoqing who spoke, "Don't be too busy here, go hunting and warming up in the back mountain forest, let's be lively, everyone is here."

Does "everyone" include Chaolu?

Leng Tong is hesitating.

"It's fine if it's a normal day," Liu Yanxue added chips, "but today is a big festival after all, everyone says nothing special, but they already regard you as one of their own in their hearts." Liu Yanxue didn't Continue, but the meaning is already very clear.

It seems that if you don't go, you have to go.There are some things that cannot be avoided, not to mention that the reasons for avoiding them are simply untenable.

"Yes."

"I'm not forcing you to go," Chaoqing added before Lengtong stepped out of the threshold, "I just think that if you don't go today, you will regret it later."

regret?alone?

Leng Tong smiled wryly and shook his head.

The road from the pharmacy to the back mountain was not long, but Leng Tong walked for a long time.The more she walked, the more disturbed her heart became, and the slower her pace became.After all, she didn't know the reason for avoiding Zhao Lu.Grace and enmity, in the past, at most, it could be resolved with a knife and a penny, but when an ambiguous thing called "love" is added between the two, everything becomes blurred.

Ever since leaving Jianzong, when Chaolu's face always appeared in his mind involuntarily, Leng Tong realized something, something, as early as the beginning, it was no longer the same.

When eating, she would think of when the two first met Xueminggu, Chao Lu, who called herself Liu Lu, ran to her room every day, staring at her as she ate the last grain of rice and swallowed the last bite. However, in the middle of the night, she squatted quietly on the eaves, looking at the residue she had vomited out in the corner of the yard with a distressed face.

When she was lying by the river in a daze, she would think of that day when Zhao Lu solemnly left her a pass, but she rejected it expressionlessly.Chao Lu ran up the mountain to cut firewood in small steps, and then the two sat on the lawn. Chao Lu lavishly helped her burn A Niang's relics, and at the same time babbled on trivial matters about Jianzong, but didn't say a word anymore. Mention the martial arts conference and A Niang's death.And in front of A Niang's tomb, the silver flute flowers and the silver flute music.

When taking a leisurely walk in the mountains, she would think of the morning dew that was chased up and down by the princess when Princess Changping was there.She would remember that she had deliberately sold Chaolu several times, but the next time, Chaolu would still appear on the tree above her head unsuspectingly, jumping down, knocking on her numb legs while talking nonsense No, until caught again by the princess.

When practicing martial arts, she would think of Zhao Lu's shadowless footwork and shadowless sword, the sword that Zhao Lu blocked when she was dueling with Wumian in the conference, and that day, in the rain in the mountains and forests...

In the past, Leng Tong always felt that memory was just memory, and it was simply a replay of the past.But now, she discovered that memories can change, and under the influence of emotions, they become bitter and sweet.

If Leng Tong’s memories before the age of ten are sweet with the smell of milk, and memories after the age of ten are bitter with the smell of blood, then these memories since meeting Chaolu are like the candied haws on the street. Yes, sweet and sour, the sour of guilt and self-blame, the sweet of expectation and..., the sweet of addiction.

She avoided the morning dew, perhaps because she was afraid that she would fall.After all, honey is better than a sword, a sword that hurts oneself and hurts others even more.

If it is destined that the future will only bring more injuries and pain to the other party, then it is better to not know each other or meet each other from the very beginning.But now, how can it be possible to return to the starting point?

No matter how slow you always go, the end will appear in front of you sooner or later.Not far away, wisps of smoke rose in the air. It seemed that the hunting was over and the game barbecue feast had already begun.

Leng Tong took a deep breath, retracted the expression on his face, and stepped into the ice and snow open-air game barbecue feast filled with fragrance.

"Ah, it's coming, come, hurry, hurry!" The loud voice, one could tell it was Wei Zhuo'er.

"Huh? Where's Sister Lu?" The left and right words are all inseparable from Chao Lu, and it is Han Shuangxue.

"I guess the kitchen is still being dismantled." The only one who can speak so mercilessly to Zhaolu is her senior brother Wen Yihai, "Look at her dawdling, she said she would not want to hold a horizontal knife." Going to do the job of chopping vegetables, I just don’t listen.”

"The young patriarch has not arrived, what should I do?" This tone was none other than Chao Bofan.

"It's a good idea whether we start on our own."

"If so, I will collect your body tomorrow."

The two very similar voices that choked on each other should be the Kong sisters.

There are also some familiar or unfamiliar voices talking about something in a hurry. For some reason, listening to it, Leng Tong's heart suddenly missed a beat.But when she had time to study this premonition carefully, everyone had already come to her side.

Leng Tong was pushed to the position by countless hands, until she was sitting in the position that was almost regarded as the chief seat, she still couldn't react.There was a buzzing in his head, and his heartbeat suddenly became very fast.There were many voices coming from my ears, some were aimed at her, some were not, but for her who was almost out of her shell, there was no big difference.

In a trance, Leng Tong saw through some blurred eyes that someone brought her some snacks to satisfy her hunger, and someone handed her a boiled egg.Afterwards, many people appeared to toast her, and whispered a series of words in her ears. She couldn't hear what the toasters said. When I came out, the whole world fell silent.

In an instant, Leng Tong's eyes stopped blurring and her ears stopped ringing. She clearly saw that Zhao Lu didn't come empty-handed, and when she came, she didn't raise her head to look forward, but looked down carefully. Walking on the road under her feet, because she was holding a very full, steaming bowl in her hand.

It wasn't until the big bowl was placed squarely in front of Leng Tong that Leng Tong realized that it was a bowl of longevity noodles.

"Leng Tong, happy birthday." Zhao Lu's voice.

Maybe it was because of the hot air, at that time Leng Tong only felt that his eyes were so sore and his nose was so stuffy that he couldn't even taste the slightest bit of flavor when he poured down a large bowl of noodles.Although many years later, Leng Tong understood that it wasn't that she didn't taste the taste, but that she simply forgot to put salt on the noodles.

But... just like this, a bowl of salt-free birthday noodles that should be disliked everywhere, is the best noodles that Lengtong has ever eaten in his life.So that for a long, long time afterwards, Leng Tong didn't need salt when eating noodles.

Leng Tong remembered that at that time, he should have asked in a crying voice: "How did you know my birthday?"

She also remembered that Zhaolu's answer was: "I don't know, but it's a custom here to celebrate the birthdays of relatives and friends every year. Now that the end of the year is coming, you must have never celebrated for yourself. And today's New Year's Eve, It is the current crown prince's birthday, and the whole country celebrates it, so the big guy thought, how about wronging you to treat today as your birthday, and make up for the celebration. But I didn't expect that it was wrong. "

Leng Tong believed it at the time, but not long after, she realized that this was another clue that Zhao Lu habitually planted, and it was a sentence that was intentional or unintentional.It's a pity that at that time, the ensuing crises left her no time to lament these things.