[Journey to the West] Trees fall

"Huh?" Huang Lan was pulled aside, and the two of them stood with their backs to the long alley behind, like guards, and asked softly.

Su Jiu glanced at her, thinking that they have lived together for more than two hundred years, this fool really hasn't made any progress, that's all, she doesn't have time to preach to her at the moment, so she explained in a low voice: "We have to get out of here now. "

Huang Lan was taken aback for a moment, but luckily she came back to her senses this time and said, "Then Pipa isn't with us?"

Su Jiu shook her head, turned her head and saw that Pipa was no longer visible, she lowered her eyes and said, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, she walked outside with her head held high and her chest held high. Huang Lan hurriedly followed her, but she did not forget to follow her example. She walked confidently with every step.

Su Jiu secretly sighed, feeling really sorry for the pipa in her heart, just pasted a charm on the inner wall of the purse that can save her life in a critical situation, but she also knew that all damage could not be avoided, even though it was a critical moment, she subconsciously chose to throw it like this Pawn Baoshuai's indiscriminate methods are really... despicable.

It was really not obvious on the surface, while walking out of the black market calmly, while thinking about how to get to Wangcheng as quickly as possible without exposing the fans, to find out about the situation of the second sister.You know, the letter she sends out is like a stone sinking into the sea, no, there is a "plop" at any rate, which is good, there is not even a sound.

This kind of situation has never happened in the past. It stands to reason that the second sister should have come to arrest me a long time ago after getting her "Flying Pigeon Biography", but now she doesn't even reply to the letter. If you are abnormal, you will be a demon", and with the portrait of herself that was offered a huge reward on the black market just now, she has every reason to believe that the situation in Wangcheng must have changed!Maybe even the second sister is in danger!

Thinking of this, Sujiu's mind was disturbed, and Sujiu's steps inevitably became a little anxious, muttering and complaining about how long the alley was, and walking was tiring.

Although Huang Lan was ignorant, she could understand her girl's expression and knew that things must be bad. She hurriedly touched the saber that turned into a belt, and followed Su Jiu's left side vigilantly, one step behind, for fear of being attacked by someone.

Pulling back the curtain, I went back to the dark aisle with no end in sight, but the initial excitement and curiosity turned into uneasiness and a little panic about the unknown situation.

Su Jiu clenched her fists under her sleeves blankly, empty.

The man who has been by her side for tens of thousands of years has a broad and solid chest, tightly holding her hand, a entwining and gentle tail, and, there are thousands of stars gathered in one place, but they are always focused on her. eyes.

The cold fingers covered the aching heart, it was empty.

In the day after day of reading and transcribing Buddhist scriptures, Acacia, who suffered from procrastination, finally lived up to everyone's expectations and came overwhelmed like a flood.

As soon as Mi Wu arrived in Wucheng, his capable subordinates hurriedly reported to him with a fat old man, saying that there was news.

"You mean, a young man who can't distinguish his breath?" The young master of the demon clan who was full of aura was thoughtful.

"No... that's right," the fat old man trembled a little, but after all, he had been in the Demon Realm for a long time, had seen some storms, and he still spoke clearly, and he fully explained the conversation with the young boy and his own secret observations. bright.

"And... and just..." The fat old man wanted to raise his eyes to quietly look at the expression of the frightening young master who was rumored to be killing everyone, but he held back his words and spoke at a rapid pace without daring to stop Speaking of another thing that he thinks is a little subtle, "A few days ago, a scorpion spirit who claimed to be a pipa came to Wucheng. She was dressed in a suit that was almost the same as that portrait's cutting technique, material embroidery, and according to the merchants in Long Lane, she had a king... ...Wang Ling."

After finishing speaking in one breath, the fat old man really felt that most of his life was lost.You don't even think about it, the cute little girl who was paid a sky-high price in the mill just for safety and security, the charming and tender girl who is holding a king's order, and the charming and tender girl who moves her hands and feet is touching, and... as well as the legend that she is as guarded as jade and has a weird temper but now she is persistent. The young master who is looking for someone... This clear and entangled ambiguous relationship... I don’t know if he will be silenced because of this/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Mi Wu obviously didn't expect a few words, the fat old man's thinking has jumped to the horizon strangely, he only thinks that the task of finding someone assigned by his elder sister has finally ushered in a turning point after going through a bottleneck, with a face full of He couldn't help but put on his usual arrogant and wanton smile.

The fat old man raised his eyes and took a look, then buried his head obediently, sweating and wailing in his heart, what a tragedy, looking at the smiling face when he got the news, he might be sure!The young master has worked hard for so many years and "kept his body like a jade", but now he has smashed the truth of "even having a baby", and I don't know how to kill him... Should I chop it up and feed it to the fish in the black swamp, or cut it up to make flower fertilizer ?I don’t know if there is a choice/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

That night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the dark stars are faint.

Su Jiu, who was rushing towards Wangcheng in the wind, suddenly found that Huang Lan's chattering thoughts from time to time were no longer in her ears. When she turned her head, she found that there was no one around her.

"Xiao...Xiao Huang?" Sujiu was really frightened, she called out cautiously with a trembling voice, but no one responded, she was about to look for her, but her eyes went dark, and she only heard a thunderous strange voice above her head, Then he lost consciousness.

"Little Huang with a big head! You little bastard!"

In the blink of an eye, something seemed to appear in the cool air, but it quickly returned to silence.

tangled.

Su Jiu was very tangled.

For three full days, she has been locked in this room, for three full days!

Although the person who kidnapped her did not torture or torture her, nor did she starve her or thirst for her, on the contrary, although the room was not big, all the supplies were arranged according to her liking, which was very satisfactory.

Look at the imperial concubine's couch in front of the window, there are several detailed and interesting travel notes of Demon Realm, soft and fluffy pillows, an exquisite tea set on the small table beside the couch, and her favorite Penglai Xiandao is being cooked on the small red clay stove Special limited edition Jiuxiao Luoyu tea, candied fruit and candied fruit are packed in chubby ceramic jars, and there is a hint of sweetness in the air.

Look at the dressing table, the chest of drawers inlaid with jade and golden nanmu is neatly stacked with all kinds of pearls and jade jewelry. , a half-moon comb with flawless white jade, without any rouge and gouache.

……

Now that he has a clear liking for her, and even understands her subconscious habits, who is it?

The windows are closed, the door is guarded, there are thick curtains, and I don't know where I am at all; when the maid brings food and water, she still doesn't speak a word no matter how hard she tries, and there is no source of information; she carries all her belongings The sachet and all the things with a little bit of magic power were taken away. When she woke up, she had recovered her original appearance and changed her clothes; most importantly, the bastard who kidnapped her, It's gone for three days!have!dew!noodle!

Even though I knew in my heart that the trafficker trapped her here, closed all channels of communication with the outside world, and even did not show up for a long time, it was the opponent's trick—he wanted to take advantage of her negative emotions and was on the verge of collapse. When he was the most slack, he attacked her unpreparedly and knocked her down. This is a well-intentioned move, and whoever loses his temper first will lose.But I was really worried about Xiao Huang's safety, that foolish person could never learn to "temporarily surrender before the enemy's stormy suppression, and keep our vital strength", and he didn't know what happened to her.

"Bang—" The half-covered door was kicked open vigorously, Su Jiu stepped back, returned to the concubine's couch and took a comfortable posture, picked up a book of travel books and opened it, as if she had sat peacefully all morning.

Hmph, after such a trial and fright, the little girl must have tears in her eyes and dare not do it again. Mi Wu even thought about how to unceremoniously reprimand him for being out of tune and running around, causing him to be scared because of fear. Elder sister was unhappy and followed the frightened little ghost, but... why should the shivering person crouching in a corner with a handkerchief to wipe his tears, at the moment, leaning leisurely on the imperial concubine's bed, as if this place was her home.

It must be the wrong way for him to open the door!

Su Jiu waited for him to look around enough, then slowly raised her head and looked towards the door.

I saw that the man was quite tall, dressed in dark red, his cuffs were tightened, his temples were frowning, and his blood-red eyes were full of fierce light.

After a moment of silence, Su Jiu tilted her head in distress, and called out tentatively, "Brother?"

"Shut up Laozi!"

The author has something to say: The name of Miwu is taken from the Han Yuefu poem "Picking Miwu on the Mountain"——

Go up the mountain to pick wild plants, and go down the mountain to meet your old husband.

Kneeling and asking the old husband, how about the newcomer?

Although the newcomer is intact, he is not as good as the old one.

The colors are similar, but the claws are not.

Newcomers enter through the door, and old people leave through the joint.

New artificial weaving, so artificial weaving.

One piece of weaving silk is made every day, and the weaving material is more than five feet long.

Compared with the old ones, the newcomers are not as good as the old ones.

Well, I just feel that the name Miwu is very sad, so there will be a story about the name behind it in the future.