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Chapter 49 The red rain pours down
If nothing else, this would be the third year of following the deposed Prime Minister Wenyuanzhi.

Liangzhu is very cold in winter.

This kind of cold is different from the cold in Mei County. It is dry and cold, not moist, and when you breathe it into your nose, your nose will tremble.

Gouyue doesn't like the winter here, it's long and lonely.

People walking on the street wore thick cotton robes and felt hats on their heads. This kind of felt hat was originally worn by the Chu people in the grassland during the winter, but now the Yan people have begun to wear it too.

Wen Yuanzhi was always so busy, and he had endless things to deal with. Even though he no longer had an official position, a letter of trust was still delivered to his house in a sealed envelope.

She sat on the threshold and looked at the gray sky outside.

It was almost the New Year these days, and Wen Yuanzhi was afraid that she would get bored, so he would sometimes take her out for a walk. Every household was stocking up on New Year's goods, so she and Wen Yuanzhi also bought a lot and put them in the carriage, which pulled her For New Year's Eve goods, the driver walked in front, and they followed slowly.Passers-by were curious, these two people were out of their mind not to ride in a carriage in the winter and to follow behind the carriage.

Gou Yue talked much less than she did in Ruyin. Without Ji Pu, she practiced sword practice alone in the yard, and then practiced whipping after a while.

Wen Yuanzhi promised her that when spring came, they would leave Liangzhu and go south to find a warm place.

She just nodded in agreement.

Ji Pu rarely comes here. There are cases to be investigated in Yushitai every day. After being assigned to the Taiyuan, Ji Pu gets busy. He heard that a month has passed since the murder case he wanted to investigate, and there is still no clue. .Ji Pu said that Xinghua Building was sealed for a whole month.

Gou Yue didn't reply to Changchuntang for a long time. She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so.

The master will definitely send Ah Qin over to investigate. She just hopes that the master can give her more time.

She thought about it again and again in her mind, going over what had happened in the past few years, and then she felt as if these things had only happened yesterday.

It seems that just yesterday Wen Yuanzhi was watching the rushing water at the mouth of the Yellow River. The day before yesterday she and Wen Yuanzhi came out of Erquan's inn, and the day before yesterday Ji Pucai competed with her in swordsmanship.

Sometimes she would be stunned for a long time and couldn't remember what happened on that day.

She felt that her life was extremely chaotic, but she had no idea what to do and it was a mess.

Those flickering fragments could not form a complete memory. She desperately tried to catch something, but in the end it was always empty, only the empty, endless grassland.

It seems that everything is like a dream, only that piece of grassland and that piece of lake are the real world, and the rest is just a little dust under the Bodhisattva.

She was awake, with Wen Yuanzhi's voice in her ears, and her profile in front of her, and she could reach out and touch him.

She fell asleep.

The howling wind passed by, and she looked up. Above her head was the goshawk, and in the distance were the mountains.

The wind blew and blew. Eventually, she even felt that the wind was hidden in her bones.

She is not standing in the wind, the wind is coming out of her body.

She is not afraid of dreaming about the grassland wind, which makes her feel free.

The only thing I'm afraid of is the rain on the grassland.

That rain was so terrible, pouring down.

red rain.

It's raining red.

She didn't know how it could rain red in the world.

But she saw it.

The rain stained her clothes.

Many people stood with her, they sang and danced, and the red rain fell on them. Each of them looked like a devil. But in the dream, Gou Yue felt that she knew those people, as if they had all taken care of her and loved her. .

She walked through the crowd to a low stone platform with four sides, with sacrificial sacrifices placed on all sides.

A towering flag fluttered in the wind in the rain, and red rain dripped down the flag. A skinned sheep was tied high to the flagpole, dripping with blood.

She raised her head to look at the sheep. The dazzling sun on the grassland made her unable to see clearly. It was such a poisonous sun and it was raining so heavily.

They want to distribute the sacrifices to the gods of the South Field.

Gou Yue still watched them carve up the cattle and sheep, unmoved.

The flag was later cut down.

The sheep fell heavily to the ground, and the crowd swarmed up and ate it up.

Only bones remain.

They asked her to share the food together, and Gou Yue shook her head.

What is she waiting for.

The red rain slipped from her forehead, from her eyes, from her chin into her collar, so cold.

The ground was covered with red rainwater.

When she stepped into it, her shoes and socks got wet, so she stepped bare in the red rain.

Like stepping through a sea of ​​blood.

They finished dividing the sacrifices and gradually dispersed.

Gou Yue lay on the ground looking for something.

She didn't know what she was looking for, but she just felt that she had to find it.Her eyes were stung by the red rain and she couldn't open them. She had to lie on the ground and lowered her head deeply to look for it.

found it.

She found the first piece.

The mud was slippery and embedded with sharp stones, and her hands, soles of feet, knees, and elbows were all bruised with blood.

She doesn't care.

Second block.

It was getting dark quickly, so she had to look for it as quickly as possible.

Daybreak came quickly and she was no longer afraid.

Because she found them all.

She pieced those together.

It turned out to be a white skeleton.

Suddenly sadness came over her, and she felt that her heart was full of bitterness. The bitterness returned from her heart to her throat, and then went down her throat to her mouth and tongue.

She vomited.

It’s still bitter, very bitter.

She couldn't cry out, she just felt that her heart was being held tightly, and it would break in just a moment.

She couldn't cry, tears were blocked in her heart, and not a drop could fall.

Someone come and save her.

Any one of the grassland gods will do. If there is a god, who comes to save her, she will serve the god all her life.

Begged and begged.

God asked her, whom was he going to save?

She said, save a skeleton.

God asked again, who are these bones?
She said, I don’t know.

The god sighed and left.

She turned around and saw that there were bones there.

give me back.

give me back!
give me back! ! !
She yelled, but still couldn't find it.

Wen Yuanzhi's voice sounded in his ears, "What do you want, tell me?"

She clutched her heart, the pain was so great that she couldn't take a deep breath.

Wen Yuanzhi pushed the broken hair from her lips aside, "You have a nightmare."

Gou Yue was still half asleep, "Mo Du, I saw red rain."

His hand paused, and then he slowly held her shoulders, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

It was as if a small opening had been stabbed in my heart, and the wind was blowing in.

Gou Yue leaned on his shoulder, covered in cold sweat. She was locked in his arms, and even her breathing had to be slower, otherwise it would affect her heart and make it difficult to breathe.

Wen Yuanzhi closed his eyes, stroked the top of her head, and gently comforted her, "Gou Yue sleeps, Gou Yue is good, Gou Yue doesn't open her eyes when she falls asleep."

She closed her eyes.

The mutilated figure disappeared and appeared in the wind.

Dance in the moonlight by the moonlight.

She exudes the light of a goddess, softer than moonlight and warmer than sunlight.

Gou Yue opened her eyes, and in front of her was Wen Yuanzhi.

She didn't dare to sleep anymore.

Sitting up, the cold sweat on my body has not yet dried.

The dream has fully awakened.

Pure white wide-sleeved moiré dance skirt, bright red falling rain.

Gou Yue couldn't sleep anymore and was leaning on the bedside, lost in thought. This dream seemed to consume her energy, and was more tiring than practicing martial arts.

Wen Yuanzhi put on his clothes and got out of bed. Not long after, he came with a piece of red paper.

"what is this?"

"Marriage letter."

(End of this chapter)