When the small meets the small, the human meets the demon

"Ruochan is still waiting for me, I should go find her."

The white clothes on Qingxun Mountain are as misty as mountains and haze, and the faint smile is full of 2000 years of waiting and longing.

He said this sentence too late.

In the mortal world, I searched and searched, walked through the desert and dry land, and crossed mountains and rivers, just to find that trace of soul that allows me to engrave love into my bone marrow among all living beings.

Another hundred years passed.It is raining in the south of the Yangtze River, with green poplars and weeping willows, and freshly ripened plums.

He followed the impression in his memory to the place where he first met her back then, but it has been changed for a long time and is no longer the same.Those exquisite pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River, the silk brocades as soft as water, and the warm and peaceful atmosphere slightly soothed his tired and anxious heart for a century.

Under the green bamboo umbrella, the fingers as white as jade are holding the bamboo handle, and in the mist like smoke, you can see the young master is as picturesque as a picture, with long eyebrows lightly drawn into the temples, and a pair of black eyes as deep as the sea piercing through layers of rain curtains, as if he can hold the sky and the earth together. Inhaling the depth of it makes people involuntarily intoxicated.The black hair is loosely pulled, and the ribbons hanging down to the waist along with the scattered long hair, the slanting wind is slightly disturbing, what a romantic and unruly young man!

Slightly slanting raindrops left some wet marks on the white robe embroidered with black brocade, and the waist was tied with a blue silk sash, but it was exquisitely carved into the shape of a jade cicada, and it was not wet or wet in the light rain. magic.

The man who walks with an umbrella in the rain is none other than Wei Zhufeng.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and walked slowly to the lakeside on the bluestone road, looking at the lake surface, which was dense in color like smoke and mist, he was a little lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

There are a few exquisitely decorated and luxurious painting boats on the lake, and the clear and melodious sound of silk and bamboo, as well as the occasional laughter and whispers, seem to be some young masters and ladies from nearby counties holding poetry appreciation parties, flower appreciation banquets, etc. .

Wei Zhufeng frowned.He had seen similar banquets by accident in these years, but they were all boys and girls who didn't know the sufferings and diseases of the world. Quite annoying.

There is only the sound of the piano, and there is such a trace of clarity and elegance.

Gradually, at the place where the sound of the piano became passionate, a few words were whispered in the painting boat, there was no lack of some malicious jealousy, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Wei Zhufeng took advantage of his sharp eyes and ears, and watched the development of the situation with great interest; occasionally his bad taste would show up, to pass the poverty of traveling thousands of miles away.

There was silence in the painting boat for a long time.When Wei Zhufeng felt bored and wanted to leave, the curtain of the painting boat was suddenly lifted vigorously, and a charming woman with clear eyebrows walked out, which immediately caught his attention.

The delicate woman looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she had skin like fat and delicate eyebrows and eyes. She was wearing a goose-yellow spring shirt that wrapped her slender body. Her black hair was as thick as a cloud. Bu Yao with peach petal tassels hanging down.She stood pretty on the bow of the boat, and the pink peach blossom pendant swayed, very lively and lively.

When the woman saw Wei Zhufeng who was looking at her silently, her eyes were like a pool of clear water that suddenly melted into the falling moon, shining brightly as if condensed with countless brilliance, even if it was misty and rainy, the radiance in those eyes should not be missed.She pointed with a slender hand, "Hey, that young man standing by the lake, the jade cicada on your waist is very beautiful, can you give it to me?"

That clear voice, like gold and jade, echoed in my ears, as if it coincided with a certain voice hidden in my heart.

Wei Zhufeng looked at the woman standing at the bow of the boat in the rain lightly, a ray of light yellow reflected in his eyes, which seemed to trigger a firework, and bloomed in those heavy eyes.

"Hey, why don't you talk?" The woman asked persistently with her big eyes blinking.

Wei Zhufeng stared at those familiar black jade phoenix eyes, suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth, and smiled silently.

More than 100 years ago.The outskirts of Qidu in Weiguo.

Qishui is meandering and clear, with lush green bamboos and flying bamboo leaves on the bank.

Amidst the emerald green, sat a handsome man in white clothes and black hair who was obsessed with playing the qin. The gurgling sound of the qin and the singing of cicadas in the running water were extremely elegant.

The peach blossoms outside the bamboo are just blooming, and the pink and tender petals are dexterously jumping off the branches. Occasionally, the half-opened peach blossoms shyly lean to the side of the branches.

"Zhan Bi Qi Ao, green bamboo Yi. There are bandits and gentlemen, like cutting like sharpening, like cutting like grinding. There are bandits and gentlemen, and you can't be arrogant.

Zhan Bi Qi Ao, green bamboo green.There are bandits and gentlemen who are full of ears and are as good as stars.Sexi 僩xi, hexi 咺xi.There are bandits and gentlemen, and they must not be despised.

Zhanbi Qiao, the green bamboo is like a scorpion.There are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, such as jade and jade.It's wide and generous, and it's heavy and heavy.Good at joking, not abusive. "

A melodious singing came from the opposite bank, and the pure and beautiful woman in shawl secretly looked at the man in white on the other bank, humming a song and laughing shyly.

Such a peaceful breath is short-lived, but it is even more precious.

Suddenly, a vigorous white horse galloped from the gate of Qidu City, with a thick and smooth mane, and the hair on its whole body was as white as snow.Anyone who knows horses will definitely be able to recognize that this is the famous horse concubine whose horse color is Rushuangwan.

But Wei Zhufeng is a master of horses.

The sound of horse treading had already disturbed the sound of his piano, so he stopped the piano, looked at the galloping white horse with interest, and wondered what he was thinking about.

When the scorpion Juechen came, he went straight to the peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest, only to hear a scolding, the horse neighed, and stopped abruptly; The man who was waiting had a voice as clear as jade and slightly charming, "Hey, are you the Wei Zhufeng who is engaged to me? My name is Lan Ruochan."

Wei Zhufeng looked at the pretty woman on the horse with a smile, but didn't answer.

Lan Ruochan frowned, and looked at the rude man displeased.As the only daughter of the prime minister of Wei State, Lan Kuo, who regards her as a treasure, she has been pampered in the palm of her hand since she was a child. Miss Qiao, no one has ever ignored her like this.

By chance, she heard that she had been engaged to Wei Zhufeng, the son of the General of the State of Wei, since she was a child, and that Wei Zhufeng had been working hard from the bottom of the barracks since he was ten years old, and made great contributions in nine years of fighting on the battlefield. It was the first time he returned to Qidu to report on his duties after being named a brave general recently.

It is said that this heroic general was born in a jade tree facing the wind, majestic, uninhibited, majestic and dignified, and young and promising-well, it is said too many times by the group of gossip girls who usually play together, and a series of adjectives can't be imagined. It popped up without thinking.But she refused to accept that the frontier environment of the battlefield has always been difficult, and the skin will definitely be rough due to the wind and the sun; plus the battlefield has no eyes, maybe there will be some kind of scar on his face; even if he is lucky to hide After the scorching sun and the sword, those nine years of rough life will definitely produce a vulgar person, how could he be as elegant and elegant as they say?It must be my mother who wanted me to marry earlier and deliberately deceived me!

Before coming here, Lan Ruochan thought so.She curled her lips in disdain, didn't she just hurt a few dandy young masters, what's the big deal that made her worry about getting married in such a hurry?No one wants to marry, and she doesn't want to marry yet!

So she has been waiting for this brave general who came back not long ago to be unable to bear her rumors and to resign the engagement, but after waiting for a long time, there is no movement. She couldn't bear curiosity, so she came to see what kind of person she was betrothed since childhood. people.

Sitting high on the horse, she had seen the white-clothed man Wen Wen sitting beside the piano a long time ago, rolled her eyes, and twitched the corner of her mouth: such a weak little white face, is it really the brave general who killed countless people?However, the sound of the piano just now is not bad...

"Hey, why don't you talk?" Lan Ruochan didn't feel bad for this man, and she didn't want to bully such a "weak" scribe.

Wei Zhufeng stood up gracefully, his plain white robe was spotless.He raised his eyebrows, twitched the corners of his mouth, and his black eyes were moist, pretending to be innocent, "I don't know who is calling 'Hi' here."

Lan Ruochan choked for a moment, but instead became somewhat interested in this man who showed no arrogance or arrogance. She even felt that this man's unaffected posture suited her temper, so she jumped off the white horse and graciously greeted him. Wei Zhufeng walked over and said, "Okay, Wei Zhufeng. If there are no accidents, I may be your fiancée, Lan Ruochan."

Wei Zhufeng looked at the delicate woman with a face like a peach blossom under the numerous peach trees full of jade, and suddenly felt that her breathing was stagnant at this moment, and her heartbeat seemed to have stopped for half a beat, her eyes and heart were full of colorful falling flowers, rushing towards her figure.

Lan Ruochan suddenly tilted her head and smiled, her delicate and charming face was a little more vivid, even brighter than the spring breeze in March.Wei Zhufeng even felt that he had forgotten to breathe. This smile was too real and a little illusory, which made him want to hold on to it tightly, for fear that it would disappear if he was not careful. It is engraved in the soul and has stayed for thousands of years.

After a long time, he felt the heat from the tip of his ears subside a little, and then he smiled lightly, "Is it Xia Chan who can't talk ice?"

"That's not it!" Lan Ruochan frowned, and the silver whip in her hand brushed lightly on the tree trunk a little impatiently, "It's Chanjuan's Chan."

Wei Zhufeng smiled slightly and didn't speak any more.

A month later.

"Hey, get out of the way!" Lan Ruochan's face turned pale, looking at the man under the tree who was smiling like a breeze, she was quite out of breath.

"I'll call you Xia Chan's cicada from now on... Chanjuan doesn't know how to climb trees!" The man in white didn't care, tilted his head and smiled, looking thoughtfully at the fluttering chicks on the tree. bird.

"Hey, how could you do this..." Lan Ruochan didn't bother to argue with him, it was actually the first time for her to climb to such a high place as she was always bold - but climbing up was easy and climbing down was hard, how could she know, But kindly sent the bird's nest that was blown to the ground by the wind to the branches of the tree, but ended up in such a dilemma.

Wei Zhufeng smiled and shook his head, such a beautiful and kind person really doesn't match up with his cruel and cold-blooded self...

Even though he thought so, he couldn't help but leap forward, hugged her weak waist tightly, and then floated down to the ground again.

Lan Ruochan was stunned by the shock, she didn't have time to react, until she landed for a long time, she hurriedly pushed Wei Zhufeng away, blushing and said dully, "You, you, what are you doing..."

With the warmth of his fingertips pulled away, Wei Zhufeng suppressed the faint disappointment in his heart, but his deep and deep eyes looked like an innocent child, "Perhaps, he was catching naughty cicadas..."

"You!" The pretty woman was ashamed and angry, stomped away and ran away, leaving him idly looking at the moving figure in the distance, in a daze, smiling...

three months later.Qidu city gate.

The banners and banners of the marching army were majestic and majestic.

Wearing armor, he rode in front of the army like a god; looking back in disappointment, he saw the white horse riding alone in front of him.Before he had time to sort out the joy that surged in his heart, the Jade Dragon Horse under him couldn't bear the longing, and rushed towards his beloved Connie.

Helplessly pursing his lips and smiling, he lowered his expectant eyes, and when he raised them again, the eyes were already calm and deep.

Lan Ruochan twitched the corners of her lips, and she has such an arrogant temperament, admitting that she likes her will kill her?

Raising the jade pendant in her hand, she threw it to the man who just stopped in front of her. She turned her head away, but she couldn't hide the blush on her ears, "Here, this carved jade cicada is for you. Hmph! Don't get me wrong, I just don't want too many people to call me this cicada! So, you have to come back and protect your naming rights!"

Taking the jade ornament, Wei Zhufeng caressed the delicate jade cicada, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and said meaningfully, "Of course, the cicada... only belongs to me!"

Lan Ruochan blushed, and Wei Zhufeng couldn't help pulling his horse forward, wanting to hug this straightforward but agile woman into his arms.

"General, it's time to leave." The deputy general's reminder came from afar.

He sighed deeply, suppressing the desire in his heart, he had to take another deep look at Lan Ruochan, turned around.

"Brother Zhufeng..." Lan Ruochan bit her lip for a long time before saying in a low voice, "It's safe to go here!"

Ruochan... Wei Zhufeng chewed in his mouth for a long time before making up his mind to go.

"Brother Zhufeng!" Lan Ruochan shouted behind him, "I'm waiting for you!"

Wei Zhufeng whipped his horsewhip hard, and the cold autumn wind passed over his cheeks, causing a slight pain in the air, blowing up the fluttering canopy and falling behind the horse's hooves.

Ruochan, wait for me...

The Guardian of the Extra Story Chasing the Wind (End)