Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

The next day, Ren Lan announced her idea in front of her tribe—no longer building the collapsed statue, but building a bridge over the Ganyi River to reopen Lingquan Valley.

When the clansmen heard the news, they were terrified at first, but after this catastrophe, they also realized the evil consequences of standing still, and they could no longer speak out the reason for their opposition.

In the end, everyone accepted Ren Lan's proposition and dispatched the craftsmen to the Ganyi River.

After the hidden dam was destroyed, the torrential turbid waves on the river never stopped, as if there was no peaceful day in this world.Only by building bridges can we open the way to the front.

It is easier said than done to build a bridge against raging waves.

Fortunately, An Qiming also has a lot of research on the construction process. Under his leadership, the craftsmen moved out of the catapult, first tied two ropes to the boulder, and threw it to the opposite bank. The ropes shuttle on both sides of the river bank, weaving with knots repeatedly to weave a solid rope net.Finally, lay wood on the surface of the rope net, pull up the guardrail, and firmly fix it on both sides of the river bank with bridge piles.

The cold waves stirred in the rocky ditch, making the construction of the bridge even more difficult.However, the Yushan people were united like never before, and within a few days, they built a path on the raging waves.

For the first time in nine years, the gate of Lingquan Valley was opened.

An Qiming was the first to cross the bridge. According to Lu Dongqing's request, he sent Tianxiang leaves to Song Ren, the foreman of the kiln in Wutong Town, to treat the warriors killed by Fuyao Qingfeng.

His arrival caused an uproar in the town. Although the Yushan people still haven't found a way to completely undo the poison of Fuyao Qingfeng, the Tianxiang leaves he brought are a timely help, a ray of hope in the long night.

Hope is the rarest and most luxurious thing in this world.

He was warmly welcomed by the people of Wutong Town, and the hope he planted spread from the small town, and it won't be long before it will spread throughout the rivers and lakes.

The undercurrent in the rivers and lakes has quietly surged.

Winter is approaching and the weather is getting cooler every day.

On this day, Lu Zhengqiu also got up earlier than usual, when he opened his eyes, the sun had not yet risen, and there was still mist outside.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard clanking noises coming from outside the window. The clear voice passed by his ears, full of rhythm, reminiscent of flying waterfalls and flowing water, and silver flowers blooming.

He knew that this was Dongqing's sword practice again in the morning, and only the sharp edge of the sword pierced the wind to make such a sound.

He sat up and saw the figure of the young man through the window sill, his ponytail was tied up, his light-colored clothes were neatly tied around his waist, the ties on his forehead had just been washed, they were shining white, and his ears were pointed The lining is slightly red.

The morning wind was very cool, and beads of sweat glistened on the young man's forehead, against the blue sky, like stars before dawn.

Hearing the noise in the room, Lu Dongqing turned her head to look out the window, saw Lu Zhengqiu's figure, put the sword in her hand aside, walked back quickly, and the figure soon appeared at the door.

"Master, why did you wake up so early?"

"In addition to eating and sleeping these days, I have already nourished my energy head, why don't I wake up earlier." He replied, turning over and getting out of bed.

However, Dongqing ran to the bed and pressed his shoulder: "Don't get up first, you should stay in bed and rest more."

Lu Zhengqiu put his hands on his wrists, raised his head and looked at him: "My good apprentice, if I continue to rest in bed, I will become a mushroom on the bed."

"Okay," Holly finally let go of him, leaving his hands off his shoulders, her eyes still firmly stuck to his body, "how about I help you out for a walk?"

"There is no need to help, my hands and feet are very agile, and I have recovered a long time ago."

"But……"

"If you don't believe me, do you want to play a few tricks with me to see if I can beat you?"

Holly's eyes lit up, the two hadn't sparred in martial arts for a long time, and the proposal just now was an irresistible temptation.

But he quickly shook his head and said: "Forget it, the master has just recovered from his injury, I will practice by myself."

Lu Zhengqiu heard the concern in his words, and his heart softened, and he asked instead: "Have you practiced for half an hour?"

"how do you know?"

"You can tell how much sweat is on your forehead by how wet your headband is."

Lu Dongqing raised her arm and touched her forehead with her fingertips: "It just dried, and it looks wet again."

Lu Zhengqiu comforted him and said: "Everyone in Yushan knows your details, you don't need to cover up the birthmark on your forehead, it doesn't matter if you take it off for a while."

He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "After all, it's a gift from Master. I've been used to wearing it for a long time."

"It doesn't matter, Master will buy you a new one." Lu Zhengqiu said, taking another step forward, raised his hands to reach behind his head, and untied the knot under the ponytail.

Lu Dongqing stood where she was, letting her master untie her hair tie. Their foreheads were almost touching each other, and they even breathed on each other's cheeks.

Lu Zhengqiu smelled grass pulp on his body, and the dew from the dawn washed away the pungent part of the sweat, making him smell fresh and energetic, which complemented his vigorous face.

Lu Zhengqiu once again felt that the young man in front of him really belonged to the morning, like that cocoon hanging in the eastern sky, as long as it falls in his eyes, it can bring endless high spirits and excitement.

Without the girdle to hide it, a small red mark shines on his forehead.Lu Zhengqiu couldn't help stroking it up with his fingers.

Probably feeling itchy, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his eyebrows and eyes stretched.The remaining beads of sweat stained his eyelashes, black and shiny.

Lu Zhengqiu finally took his eyes off his forehead and said, "Come here and rest for a while."

But he shook his head and said, "No, I want to practice for a while."

Lu Zhengqiu was a little surprised: "Recently you get up early every day to practice swords, it must be too hard."

He lowered his head: "It should be so. If I encounter a strong enemy again, I will never let Master fall into danger again."

Lu Zhengqiu looked at him with serious eyes that did not seem to be joking at all, making all words of persuasion pale and powerless.

So, the elder turned to ask: "Since you have practiced hard, what new insights do you have?"

"Yes," Lu Dongqing eagerly said, "I seem to be more integrated in the part about breathing in and out of the mental method taught by Master last time."

"Oh? Tell me about how you retract."

The two talked one after another, and walked side by side to the open space outside the door. Lu Zhengqiu took advantage of the opportunity and sat down on the steps by the door, watching his apprentice's movements, and pointing out some suggestions from time to time.

The sword flowers are majestic, and the cool breeze is blowing, as if returning to the time of Sanping Village.

Before he knew it, the sun had climbed to the middle of the sky, Lu Dongqing finally put down his sword, and planned to take a rest, only then realized that he and his master were still hungry, and no one brought the noon meal for a long time.

He suggested: "Recently, the people of the tribe are busy building bridges on the Ganyi River. I'm afraid they won't be able to take care of us. Why don't I come and cook today?" Then he walked to the kitchen.

Lu Zhengqiu chased after his back and shouted: "Wait a minute, you have already practiced swords all morning, you must be tired, let me go."

"No, the oily smoke chokes your nose, it's not good for your health, I'd better go."

Lu Zhengqiu laughed and said: "Master is not so delicate, it's just a small injury. Listening to your tone, I'm worried if I'm pregnant with Liujia."

When Lu Dongqing heard this, her face flushed red: "Master is talking nonsense again." Then he turned and went into the kitchen.