Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu could no longer see the stars.

The senses are like an overflowing jug, and if one of the outlets is blocked, the other outlets are bound to become more turbulent.Therefore, although he lost his eyes, his ears became more sensitive.

In the quiet night, there seemed to be a river flowing in his ears, and the distant and small voices passed by his ears one by one, maybe it was the stream, maybe it was the starlight, maybe it was something invisible to the eyes, at this moment, he was I can hear you clearly.

However, the loss of blindness to him is still immeasurable. After driving for a few days, he no longer knows where he is. He can only judge from the wind blowing across his cheeks and the gradually drying air. Yap is not far away.

Along the way, the three of them took all the secluded trails far away from the official road. Without a traveling companion, it is almost impossible for a blind person to walk a single step.Therefore, Lu Zhengqiu absolutely did not dare to run away.At first, Zhuo Yinglian was wary of him, but later she gradually became convinced that he was no longer a threat, so she stopped paying attention to his every move.

For example, at this night, she had already fallen asleep, leaving only Lu Zhengqiu in a daze under the moonlight.

They had probably reached the depths of a bamboo forest, and the sharp sound of the horsewhip beating the bamboo leaves had been echoing in their ears for more than half a day.At night, the people are quiet but the wind is not quiet, shuttling between the dense green leaves, leaving behind the whistle that fluctuates from time to time.

There was just a light rain in the evening, and the soil under the feet was wet and uneven. Frogs sounded from all directions, full of layers, like the sound of waves on the sea.

Such a countryside, if you look around, you may only see a barren mess, but Lu Zhengqiu can't see it. After losing his sight, he is farther away from the devastation of the world.The darkness is like a protective umbrella, so that he doesn't have to pay attention to the difficulties in front of him. As long as he wants, he can forget where he is and let his thoughts fly freely.

Amid the leisurely sound of frogs, he seemed to have returned to the past.

At that time, he fled from Anyi with Di Dongqing, fled all the way to the first generation of Lingnan, and lived in Sanping Village.It was a desolate but peaceful land. The people there didn't know his name or even what the Demon Cult was, and the disputes between the rivers and lakes and courts were far away.

The time spent in Sanping Village was as peaceful as a dream. In the busy work, he once forgot the taste of dreaming, but at this moment, the darkness made him sharp and meticulous again, and the long-lost memories in his heart resurfaced. The mind, like a shell hidden in the soft mud after the tide ebbs, reveals shiny edges and corners.

He remembered saying to Dongqing: "Although this house is a bit crude, it is barely livable. You can treat it as your home in the future."

Their home is at the end of the path, with barren hills behind them, the house has only four walls, and the weeds in the yard are almost knee-deep.

Sanping Village is far away and sparsely populated, and many furnishings in the house have to be purchased by two people. The weather is hot in summer, and at sunset, the small room is full of debris, the wind is not transparent, and it is stifling, so the two sit in front of the porch. enjoy the shade in front of the steps.

At that time, they were also surrounded by the sound of frogs in the yard.

Holly's energy was exhausted during the day, her eyelids drooped, her head tilted, and she fell asleep on his lap.

The child in his early ten years was not on guard against him, and whispered in his dream, as if he was chanting "Master", rubbing the hem of his clothes with a pair of small hands, rubbing his saliva on his body.

It was just an ordinary situation in ordinary people, but for Lu Zhengqiu at that time, it was an experience he had never experienced before.

For the first time, he realized that there was still a little creature in the world who trusted him so much, regardless of the past or future, and just lived under the same roof with him as a matter of course.

At one time, I only knew the hand of holding a knife, but I also learned to cook and mend, and I learned to comb children's unkempt weeds.

The food he cooked was bland, but someone would eat it all with their noses pinched.The stitches he sewed were haphazard, but someone wore them day and night.

It turned out that what really changed him was not the profound soul transfer technique, but these simple, trivial things that were not worth mentioning.

He, Lu Zhengqiu, became Dongqing's master.

The sound of frogs paused briefly.

He woke up from the dream, and the fingertips still had the touch of the hair in his memory.

He soon realized that the reason why the frogs stopped was because someone came behind him.The cold murderous aura emanating from that person caused the frogs around him to hide in the crevices of the stones, not daring to make a sound.

"Skystar?" he called.

The sound of small footsteps stopped suddenly, and then they went in the opposite direction, Lu Zhengqiu knew that he was turning around and walking away.He was about the same age as Dongqing back then, but he didn't trust himself at all.

Somehow, the original habit drove Lu Zhengqiu to speak again, and said patiently: "Don't rush away, if you don't like this name, I will change it, if you want to sit here, I can give up my seat to you. you."

Xu Shi's tone of voice was gentle enough that Tian Xing finally stopped.Lu Zhengqiu waited in the darkness, and half a moment later, his light footsteps stepped on the wet soil and returned to the vicinity again.

Skystar sat on another rock, still far apart.

Tianxing didn't intend to chat with him, after sitting down, he began to sharpen his knife.

What he was grinding was the cold hook that he was proud of. Although Lu Zhengqiu couldn't see his movements, just by his voice, it was as if he saw the stern edge of the cold hook in the moonlight.

He is also like the tip of the hook, exuding vigilance all over his body, making it impossible for anyone to get close.

Lu Zhengqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "Look, I'm just blind, you don't have to be so wary of me."

Tianxing was silent for a while, then asked: "Why do you have to make yourself blind?"

He finally spoke, which encouraged Lu Zhengqiu, and continued: "You may not believe it, but this is a reward from your gods."

"Reward?" The boy couldn't help asking, but his tone quickly became stern, "It seems that you are not only blind, but also have problems with your head."

Lu Zhengqiu thought to himself, talking with the captive and his enemy in the middle of the night, he talked with such relish, there must be something wrong with his head.

"Then what do you think is a reward? If the lord rewards you, what do you want?"

"I do not care."

"How about candy?"

As soon as Lu Zhengqiu finished speaking, he heard a blunt bang, it was the boy throwing the sharpening stone to the ground.

"Wait a minute, you haven't been to Anyi yet, aren't you curious? I'm from there. There is a kind of candy in Anyi, which is shiny and shaped like five peach petals. Not only that, the candy is really Embedded with petals, not ordinary petals, but fresh petals boiled with water and salted, the juice can be chewed in the mouth..."

Tianxing let out a disdainful snort from his nose.But Lu Zhengqiu knew that he was listening to his own words.

No matter how indifferent his appearance and how powerful his martial arts are, he is still just a child.

Zhuo Yinglian must have never talked about candy with him.

Facing him, Lu Zhengqiu's tone involuntarily became gentle: "Actually, there are many things you can do in this world other than sharpening knives."