The rain in the first month and the Jingzhe in February. During the Jingzhe season, the spring air sprouts, there is thunder in the clouds, rain in the sky, and the surface of the earth is moist.

Jiangzuo Lake is empty and cold, with thunder and rain, fog in the rain, fog peaks stand, mountains reflect the water, and darkness reflects the ink.

Suddenly, a song broke through the eternal lake and mountain scenery, blew the waves and echoed among the mountains.

"The strong wind blows the water, and the forests are destroyed. If you die, you will not be able to rest. A hundred years are like a stream, wealth and cold ashes. The road is lost every day, and if you are a talented man. A hero brushes his sword, and his sadness is filled with sorrow. The fallen leaves are whispering, and the rain is leaking."

The singing is loud, the voice is hoarse, and the sadness is unknown, as if the homeless prodigal son has finally returned home.

Dragging his tired body and singing a sad song of confession, letting the drizzle wash away all the glory he has.

The rugged wounds are peeled off, and only the clear heart is left, and the childhood is restored, and the tender look is restored.

There is a leaf in the lake, a small boat head, and the outlines of the two people gradually become clear in the hazy rain and fog.

The person is close and holds his hands tightly.

The wind and sand gaze penetrated the layers of rain and mist, and threw themselves into the direction of the hidden place, sighing: "Dear old man, you are no longer worried, happy and carefree, leaving me in this world of great struggle to struggle. You are too smart and blame me for being too stupid."

This is not the first time Guo Qing'e heard Fengshaguan Yinlizi call him a dead old man, and she has never understood why Feichen has such a great resentment. However, she no longer has to worry about thinking too much and tried her best to suppress her excitement.

Feichen once told her in person that Yin Lizi was not dead, but the void was broken.

For her who is determined to seek the truth, this is a holy land.

This is not only to accompany your husband to return home, but also to seek opportunities to gain enlightenment.

Even if there is only a remaining wisp of ethereal wisp.

Fengsha said bitterly: "Jiayin, you have long become an elf in the mountains. I am still busy in the dust. I really like you to be too clean. I hope you don't hate me too dirty."

Guo Qing'e suddenly restrained her emotions, her delicate body closer and her hands tighter.

I hope to use my tenderness to relieve the sadness of flying dust.

The two of them leaned quietly, letting the boat wander in the rain.

I don’t know if it was Yinlizi’s appearance or because the lake water flowed, the boat gradually approached the shore, which was the bank of Yinli.

Then I abandoned the boat and landed on the shore, and walked backwards until I suddenly realized.

The broken huts seemed even more dilapidated, and the inside and outside the house were filled with the smell of forest.

The stream flowing through the house is still clear, and behind the house not far from the stream is Jiayin's residence.

Fengsha led Guo Qing'e to pay homage to the besiege. Her face was very calm and her eyes were very gentle. She introduced the two women to each other.

Guo Qing'e has always said very little, but this time it is completely the opposite.

Not only did I tell you how to know her and Fengsha, but I told you in detail about the process of getting married, and I didn’t even hide my own thoughts at all. Finally, I expressed that I hope to get the blessings of Sister Jiayin.

As paper money burns high, sparks circulate the sky, and the drizzle that has been drizzling suddenly ends.

The sky light breaks the fog, and the warm sun is on the body.

Guo Qing'e turned her pretty face and asked, "Did she agree?"

Fengsha said softly: "You are so good, of course she will agree, and she will be even more happy for me."

Guo Qing'e's delicate face suddenly opened, her smile was like a flower, as bright as the sun, and even more brilliant than the spring flowers.

The wind and sand smiled, then began to untidy the clothes, rolled up the sleeves, and said with a smile: "I cut wood, you make fire; I repair the house, you clean it; I cook my prey. Men farm and women weave it, which is a pleasure, and men and women match it, which is the way."

Although Yongning can bring him down with just one finger, he would not let Yongning do these rough and heavy tasks.

He said, "You make a fire, you cook." In fact, he knew that Yongning would definitely not, he had to take all the money.

You must be able to live before nightfall.

Time is very tight, and the speed is fast.

Fengsha has always been weak in physique. Guo Qing'e thought he was just talking, but she didn't expect that he would actually go to log wood.

With Feichen's physique, can he carry the wood?

I never thought that he built a wheelbarrow on the spot. In addition to logging wood, he also hunted a few small beasts with crossbows.

But she didn't even know how to make a fire, so she just went to the shore to bring the luggage in the boat and put it in the right order.

Or take water to wipe the dust off.

For the first time, she felt that she was useless.

Hidden, late at night.

Before nightfall, the wind and sand jumped into the lake to cleanse the sweat, then wrapped it in a velvet blanket and returned to the house to burn the fire.

I was tired for most of the day and was almost exhausted. When I sat down, I couldn’t even stand up.

Fortunately, the results are visible and gratifying.

A corner of the collapsed roof was built, and the temporary compartment was built along the two good walls in the corner.

Although it is a bit narrow, it is enough to shelter from wind and rain.

This time I also brought a half-sized stove, which was lit in the house. The narrower the more you were, the warmer it was.

The most important thing is that Guo Qing'e is much more intimate with him.

The two snuggled together and talked for a while, and the wind and sand fell asleep.

Despite the hard work, the dream is sweet.

In the blink of an eye, half a month is coming, and the vernal equinox is approaching.

Spring is bright and the originally broken hidden place is revitalized.

The tidy house is a stream in front of the door, quiet and quiet, like a peach blossom land.

A sharp roar passed by the lake not far away, and then exploded in the air.

It shattered the quiet hidden place and also shattered the leisurely life of wind and sand.

He planned to live here with Guo Qing'e for a month.

I didn't want too many people to know where Yinli was, so I just made an appointment with Chuyun and the girls to summon him.

There was nothing extremely important, and they would never dare to disturb him.

The big lake and small island came alone, bringing a strong and anxious letter.

The handwriting is not long and the handwriting is sloppy. Apart from the short honorific words, the rest of the content makes Fengsha look dark.

The Dongting Lake fleet of the Sanhe Gang was forced to the point of being forced to move by the Yuezhou navy.

Huiying failed to fight Mr. Jue, Zhongping Navy went out first and then returned, and could not block the mouth of Dongting Lake.

The wind was so strong that it could only be assassinated.

Nine teams of Junshan Bow and Crossbow Guards were sent to block Wang Kui from Wuling, Langzhou, Yuanjiang County, Dongting Lake, and Sheng'an Temple in the southern suburbs of Yuezhou. Except for the Yuezhou receiving team, one minor and one serious injury, the rest of the other forward attacks and support, the entire team was wiped out.

At present, Wang Kui led his troops to Yuezhou to supply logistics, and is expected to be headed to Jiangcheng soon.

The most important sentence is: the injured person speaks the same thing, the other person knows the other person, doubts the four spirits, or the traitor.

That is to say, Wang Kui seemed to be very clear about the plan to assassinate him, or he was very familiar with the way of the crossbow guards.

So it is very likely that the Four Spirits are protecting him, after all, the Crossbow Guard and the Four Spirits are the same training method.

Of course, it is indeed possible that there is a rape that can be airtight.

Holding a letter, the wind and sand are like a knife.

A team of crossbow guards usually have three to six people. The more elite the, the fewer the people.

To launch an attack or assassination, at least forward attacks are required, supportive, and three teams of people are in coordination.

Relevant information is also needed to cooperate.

Team Ninth Team had at least twenty-seven people, and at most forty or fifty people, and only two survived.

All the bow and crossbow guards in Junshan came from Liucheng, and they were the most trusted dead soldiers. They were born and died from nothing with him. The last time they suffered such a great loss, they fought with Mr. Jue, the special envoy sent by the Four Spirits of Dongniao.

The combined losses of the two times have been lost by nearly 30%.

In addition, Wang Kui was not dead, and his intentions were fully exposed.

He believed that the Deacon Dongniao would continue to let Wang Kui capture Jiangcheng.

It’s no longer for killing him, nor do I know that it’s impossible to kill him again, it’s just for deterrence.

Although he has no chance of life, he will inevitably be forced to retreat and let others approach each other step by step.

If you want to reverse the decline again, you don’t know how long it will take.

Seeing the owner's faint eyes calm down, he urged his courage and said in a low voice: "This morning, Dongniao Xuanwu Guanfeng Envoy sent someone to deliver invitations to invite his owner Huanghelou to meet. I want to discuss with you and discuss..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, the more timid he looked.

Fengsha said lightly: "Don't hesitate. I have eaten too much in Hongmen Banquet, so this is not bad."

He shrank his neck and said, "He wants to discuss with you the issue of the jurisdiction of the Fengguan Envoy..."

Fengsha laughed and said, "This is my fault for crossing the boundary. I want to drive me away!"

He said vividly: "He also said that Miss Tianxue was visiting Huanghe Tower and was preparing to perform a dance. He invited you to watch it together..."

But he found that the owner's eyes were ignited, and he was so scared that he suddenly lost his voice.

After a little passed, Fengsha smiled and said, "It turns out that I didn't want to drive me away, but I wanted to force me to stay! It would be impossible not to go."
Chapter completed!