10-year bond

Maybe from the sentence "consider it", it is destined by God, maybe it is destined from the beginning, or everything is man-made.

Mostly it was God's will, God's will made Huangfu Renhe agree to Shi Dongsheng's request inadvertently, God's will made Ouyang wait for ten days in vain tomorrow, God's will let a storm outside Sifang City collapse the mountain, blocking the way to Feiqi Villa, Ouyang Tomorrow, the city guards had to make a detour, delaying the planned three-day deadline.It is God's will that on the day when the two villages get married, the bride escapes.

A series of God's will, followed by what should have happened, but it really seems to be God's arrangement.

Detours, detours, detours, have been walking for six days, and detoured to an unknown valley.

A gray figure flashed past and knelt down in front of Ouyang Mingri. The owner of the shadow said in a deep voice: "Master, the Xiangshi has been waiting for you for many days in Mengzhou. He heard that the mountain outside Sifang City collapsed, so he expected that you might not be able to arrive at Feiqi on time. Shanzhuang, come to meet the Lord."

"Well," nodded slightly tomorrow, "Is there any news from Feiqi Villa?"

"Feiqi Villa is fine, but the lady of Tianlin Villa escaped from marriage, which made the Zhao family lose face, and there was some rift between the two owners."

Tomorrow said: "You go back first, Chen Huwei and I will arrive in Mengzhou in a few days."

"Yes!" The voice rang through the valley, but the person was gone.

"National Teacher, who was it just now?" Chen Keliang asked.

"It's another loyal servant of mine, Mr. Yi Xiang. I sent him to Mengzhou to investigate the situation ten days ago." Mingri trusted Chen Huwei very much.

"Before the national teacher, there were still loyal servants?" As a guard with a knife, Chen Keliang was naturally not as delicate as a woman, so how could he catch the trace of regret in the eyes of the national teacher?

Tomorrow sighed: "Don't mention it."

After the words fell, only the sound of the piano curled up in the valley, endless and refreshing, and the sound of the piano was also mixed with the sound of water.

"Chen Huwei, can you hear the sound of Yaoqin in front?" asked tomorrow.

"Except for the sound of water, my subordinates can't hear other sounds." Chen Keliang replied truthfully, but he did not hear the sound of the piano.

"You stay here temporarily, I'll go and have a look." Tomorrow followed the sound and left.That voice seemed to be going away, it was clearly close in front of my eyes, but it always couldn't reach my eyes.Looming, indistinct, as if it will disappear if you don't pay attention.Because of this, he slowed down, taking every step carefully, for fear of losing the voice.

First, I turned around a mountain depression, only to feel the sound of the piano and water approaching.After another section of the road, at the foot of the stone wall, the waterfall hangs like a white rainbow drinking from the stream, the jade dragon descends the mountain, and the clear snow flies on the beach, which is magnificent.The mountains are steep and the waterfalls are more urgent.People can't help but think of the majestic scene of "flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days".In this way, the ice ribbon rain hangs Xiaohan, soaked in a trace of coldness.

The waterfall is a natural work, and the falling trend has no rules to follow. However, accompanied by the faint sound of the piano, it really has a special flavor.The sound of the piano is intermittent, intermittent, intermittent but played continuously, noisy like torrential rain, earnestly like whispers, the tune has not been completed, Mr. Qing.

Ouyang thought to himself tomorrow: Although it is not a good time, there are mountains, waters and waterfalls here, and the beauty is definitely worthy of it. Who has the pleasure to play the piano here?Kind of mind blowing.

But I saw a red shadow faintly flickering behind the cascading waterfall curtain, it was red, blood-stained red.It turned out that there was a cave behind the waterfall. At the mouth of the cave sat a person, a woman in red, who was the one playing the piano.With the waterfall in the way, it's hard to see clearly, but according to tomorrow's judgment, it can be seen that the red shadow is a person, and it is a woman.Her figure is graceful, gorgeous, and proud, which is definitely not worthy of her beautiful appearance.

"Tomorrow, Ouyang, I passed by here by accident. I was fortunate enough to appreciate your exquisite piano sound. It makes me feel like I can hear fairy music. I don't know where you are from. Can you see me?" meet that person.There is no reason, just because of what I think and what I want.

Behind the waterfall curtain, in the cave and in the valley, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.Immediately following a brisk laughter, the red shadow moved, and with a "crash", a red flower suddenly appeared in the waterfall that had been cut by thousands of knives.The cold water splashes everywhere, like fireworks in full bloom, meteors in the night, and tomorrow in the day.Only for a moment, time stopped, and it was frozen in that moment, so beautiful that it was suffocating.

The red shadow crosses the waterfall, with a light tap of its toes, it leaps nimbly over the water, dancing like a fire butterfly, and lands steadily on the big rock not far from Ouyang Mingri. 17 years old, the best time for a woman.

She turned her back to him, and he looked deeply at her back. Thousands of wet black hairs scattered randomly on her shoulders, stained her face, and stuck to her clothes.The fiery red wedding dress was dragging on the ground, very long.Like a red carpet on the floor, the newcomers walked across the red carpet with persistent hands and walked slowly towards the auditorium.Hold your hand and grow old with you.

"Young lady is very elegant, may I tell Fang's name?"

The woman turned around slowly and dragged the red carpet on the ground. She didn't have an overpowering appearance, nor a pure and clean face, but a face that was deeply entangled with the world of mortals.But it's not that it's not good-looking, it's just that this face is not as gorgeous as the one I saw just now.Except for those eyes, which faintly reveal a watery and moving light that is far away from the world, her smile can wash away all the dirty and dark things in life.

He saw her strangely, like, these eyes are really similar.Since Lian'er left a book, there was no news. Within sixteen days, he dreamed back every night, looking back at the seven-year-old figure, hoping to remember it better.Someday I will meet her in a sea of ​​people so that I can recognize her.The woman in front of him actually made his heart thump, with an indescribably familiar feeling.Except for one face, every frown and smile reveals the warmth of isolation, innocence and loveliness. Like Sima Lian, it also has the sunshine and innocence that Shangguanyan does not have.

"Zhu Xiaoxiao, home is in Luhua." The woman in red smiled and said, she looked very much like that little girl, one was seven years old and the other was 17 years old.

He lowered his eyebrows, Zhu Xiaoxiao?Luhua?Luhua is a small town with narrow land and dense population. The only family named Zhu is Zhu Xiangli from Tianlin Villa.The only daughter of Zhuzhuang Zhu's knees was married to Zhao Hongyu, the son of Zhao Zezhi at Feiqi Mountain Villa in Mengzhou. Ms. Zhu escaped yesterday.

"This Miss Zhu...could be the lady from Tianlin Villa who got married and disappeared yesterday?"

Zhu Yu was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, jumped up, landed in front of tomorrow, and said with a smile: "I don't like Zhao Hongyu, I hate anyone in Feiqi Villa. I put on this wedding dress, and was carried to Mengzhou in a red sedan chair, and then Fleeing here, hiding behind the waterfall curtain and playing the piano, all day and night, just waiting for my sweetheart to come, play to him, and let him see the best side of me. But—he didn’t wait, but waited to come Mr. Ouyang, you even let you discover me behind the waterfall, God really treats people kindly." In her eyes and tone, there was no disappointment of not waiting for her sweetheart, but a bit of joy of waiting for her lover.Cute and innocent, although it doesn't fit in with this face, the temperament is revealed from the bones.

A man and a girl stood facing each other.The white clothes are stained with frost, and the wedding dress shop is ten miles away.Under the stone wall and in front of the waterfall, the snow hangs high to practice the cold.Is it God's will, or man-made?

Ouyang made a gesture of shame tomorrow, he said: "Tomorrow I am very sorry, I stumbled into this place by mistake, and made the girl happy. I just don't know who the girl said is the sweetheart, who can make Miss Zhu so fascinated, and make this sacrifice?"

"Sacrifice is not counted, maybe I was born and died for him," Zhu Xiaoxiao stared eagerly at the man in white in front of him, and continued: "His name is Xiao Lingyue, the gentleman with thousands of faces, Xiao Lingyue. "

Tomorrow is silent, saying that he doesn't know about this person.That's right, eight years ago when Sai Huatuo was alive, the Lord of Thousand Faces returned to his teacher without a name.He just thinks that Lingyue Lingyue, this name is so kind.Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Lingyue all have a "month" embedded in their names.

"Since that's the case, then I don't want to bother you anymore, so I'll leave now." Turning around, I wanted to leave.

"Since the ancient times, the combination of zither and flute, if they cooperate well, is the world's Penglai. The little girl can only play the qin, but doesn't know how to play the zither - the son can hear my zither, and the flute will be no problem. Is it okay? Play a song with me? Accompanied by the Bailong Waterfall, you play the flute and I play the piano." The woman in red asked to stay, and warmly invited.

Tomorrow turned around and looked at her with a smile: "If you talk about Xiao, I understand a little superficially, but I'm just playing tricks."

"That's good, I understand a little bit." Zhu Xiaoxiao caught a glimpse of the flute on his waist, took his hand without hesitation, and flew behind the waterfall curtain.

Tomorrow's face turned reddish - the woman clings to his hand, is this considered a skin-to-skin relationship?Even Shangguan Yan, he had never touched a single hair of her.And this woman who only met once had a skin-to-skin relationship with her, and this woman still has a sweetheart.

Before he could react, his body jumped into the air and plunged into the waterfall.The biting cold made him shiver.Mei's sense is always more sensitive than ordinary people.

The sound of the flute gradually rises, followed by the sound of the piano, lingering and pathetic, and there is also the turbulence of the water.The whole valley is like a fairyland.

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