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Chapter 27 28．Emotional love song flying out of the woods
Besides, Shen Yunfei fell into the river, experienced several ups and downs, and almost drowned.Fortunately, while struggling, he casually picked up a half-rotten wooden door panel that floated from nowhere, put his chin on it, and was able to barely breathe.Otherwise, even if he didn't drown, he would be swollen to death by the river water pouring into his mouth and nose.

As soon as Yunfei regained his vitality, he thought about swimming back to the shore.Reluctantly, his whole body had long lost his strength, and he couldn't swim to the shore with his feet and paddles, but he almost lost the half of the life-saving rotten wood.

Third Young Master Shen didn't dare to continue to be brave, so he could only carefully protect the wood under his chin, drifting with the current, and he didn't know that he was washed away by the river for dozens of miles.

"Floating like this, I'm afraid that one day, I will be washed into the East China Sea, right? I wonder if the Dragon King there will call out for me when he sees me, Third Young Master Shen?"

Shen Yunfei knew that there was no hope of going ashore, so he could see it in his heart, and even imagined that he was going to be washed into the sea to meet the Dragon King.

It's a pity that the Luoye River doesn't lead to the sea, and Shen Sanshao couldn't float for that long. On the third day, when it was almost dark, the Luoye River passed a bay beach, and Shen Yunfei was covered by the river water like a dead body. He rushed ashore, and before he passed out, he was still holding on to the half of the rotten wooden door, and it was not until the next morning that he was woken up by the river water splashing on his face.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a yellow sandy beach in front of him. The soft sand shone brightly in the sun, which was actually more dazzling than gold.

Thanks to the life of the third young master, the deciduous river water was relieved by this bay beach, and a large amount of river sand accumulated, as if forming a dam, inserting obliquely into the center of the river from the edge of the rock, somehow saving Shen Yunfei's life .If he rushed forward another twenty or thirty miles, he would be at Fallen Leaf Waterfall. The river in front of the waterfall was so fast that the fallen leaves could not be lifted. If he drifted there, he, Third Young Master Shen, would have to die as a bastard.

When Shen Yunfei regained consciousness, he immediately felt his whole body limp and limp, his limbs had already been soaked in water and he lost consciousness.He struggled to climb onto the beach, turned over and lay down on the fine sand, and felt that there was no other bed in the world that could be so comfortable. He was so tired that he fell into a drowsy sleep for half a day.

In his sleep, he seemed to see the goddess in his dream again, stretching out her hands to him and smiling at him.He just wanted to go up to hold her, but suddenly the face of the goddess turned into Feng Yumeng's yaksha grimace, which made him wake up suddenly from the dream, only to find that the clothes on his body had been dried by the sun, but he was soaked in cold sweat again , Sticky to the body uncomfortable.

He stood up staggeringly, scooped up some water and slapped it on his face. After he regained consciousness, he got up again and shook off the mud and sand in his hair. Then he looked around to see where he was.

Up the river beach, there is a lush green forest, and I don't know where it leads.On the other side of the river, a road could be vaguely seen, but this Shen Yunfei had just climbed up from the river, and now he dared not go into the water even if he was killed.There are no boats or bridges here. It seems that we can only go to the woods to see if we can find someone to ask for directions and find some food.

Third Young Master Shen had been soaking in the river for three full days, and he was already dizzy from hunger. Although his stomach was filled with water, after a few days, he had already cleaned it up.Just thinking about whether to find some wild fruits and grass roots to satisfy his hunger, suddenly a scent of flowers floated in front of him, the sweet smell of honey in the scent of flowers made Shen Yunfei salivate, and his throat twitched.

Shen Yunfei had this problem since he was a child, not to mention liking the new and disliking the old, once he knew there was a better choice, he would never be willing to settle for it.Just now he was thinking of looking for some wild fruit and grass roots to satisfy his hunger, but now he smelled the scent of honey, even if he was about to starve to death on the spot, he would never gnaw on the grass roots and bark again.

He also didn't think about it, if the wind is favorable, the honey fragrance may come from dozens of miles away, whether a person who has been hungry in the water for three days can find the nectar.Even a strong and strong person would not be able to support himself under such circumstances, not to mention that Shen Yunfei was born with a weakness!
In fact, he can still persist now, thanks to the piece of Xuanguang Pei on his body.Without this treasure, let alone three days, even one day, he, Third Young Master Shen, would not be able to hold on.

Shen Yunfei searched for the honey fragrance all the way, regardless of east, west, north, and wandered around in the forest.It's just that although the scent is getting stronger and stronger, it still can't find the source.

After turning around for two or three hours, Shen Sanshao finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground. At this moment, he suddenly saw a bright yellow mass in front of him slowly crawling towards him. .

"Passionate Spider!"

Seeing that thing, Shen Yunfei couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "God dies me too".It turned out that the honey scent he had been looking for for a long time came from this spider no bigger than a palm.

This kind of passion spider can be regarded as the best among poisons. It is known as the soul chasing fairy. It is usually best at releasing various fragrances to attract prey.And its toxicity is very strong, even a huge monster like Xiqu can be easily subdued by this little spider.

It was also Shen Sanshao who was so hungry that he didn't expect that even if there was a flower garden nearby, the smell could not be so sweet as honey, rich and fragrant, and only a poison like passion spider could make the smell so attractive .

Now, he was already exhausted, he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, how could he escape.What's more, since he recognized the Baixiang spider, Shen Yunfei knew that since he smelled the fragrance, he had been poisoned, and even if he could escape at this time, he couldn't escape very far.

Maybe this is fate, he can escape from He Bo's life, but he can't escape from this poisonous fairy chasing his soul.Shen Yunfei laughed at himself, and immediately didn't think about how horrible his death would be, but just stared blankly at the Passion Spider that was getting closer and closer, and at the fine white lines on its bright yellow back, it really looked like a fairy The ribbon fluttering on the dress, and the fragrance floating on the ribbon, like honey...

The third young master had a sweet dream in his arms, and fell asleep in the incomparably sweet smell, but when he woke up, he felt a burst of sweetness between his mouth and mouth.And the lips are clear and cool, as if there is honeydew nectar pouring from the mouth.

Shen Yunfei stretched out his tongue and licked it, only to feel that his mouth was full of fragrance, and he didn't care whether he was dead or alive, awake or dreaming at this time, he had tasted enough of the sweet and delicious human fairy before talking.

It wasn't until the nectar had stopped pouring in that Shen Yunfei opened his eyes in a daze. He saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl squatting in front of her, holding a small porcelain bottle between her two fingers, and a pair of round eyes. The big eyes were looking straight at him.

As soon as the girl saw Yunfei opened his eyes, she immediately grinned, and at the same time stretched out her hand to push him on the shoulder, saying, "Hey! Are you dead? If you are dead, just say something! Don't let the girl waste any more." These Baihuaxianjiu."

Shen Yunfei heard the girl's sharp and sharp Wushui accent, and saw that her chest and forehead were covered with silver ornaments, and her clothes were not in the style of skirts and gowns, but wide and narrow sleeves, with lace on the cuffs, so she knew that she must be from the south. Wushui Sanmiao people.

Since ancient times, people in Sanmiao Jiuli have raised poisonous Gu, and Miao people usually carry herbal medicine to repel insects and detoxify, so I am not dead now, it is probably because of the life-saving grace of this Sanmiao girl.

Hearing her cute question, Third Young Master Shen imitated her tone and said: "Dead people don't know how to speak. If you speak, you will explode the corpse."

Hearing this, the girl giggled, and her laughter was extraordinarily loud, even better than that of the lark.

Shen Yunfei had just drank a full bottle of Baihua Xianjiu. At this time, the hunger in his belly had disappeared, and his whole body seemed to have strength. Although he had just woken up, he was full of energy.Hearing that the girl smiled nicely, which was different from the reserve of Central Plains women, she smiled and said, "I've heard that all the Sanmiao girls can sing. You have such a nice voice, sing a song for me?"

If you say this kind of thing to a woman from the Central Plains, you will either blush and hide your face and leave, or shake your hands and scold "a prodigal son". up.

But the style of these three Miao people is very different from that of the Central Plains. Praising the girl's voice is beautiful, and asking her to sing is a great compliment to her.Shen Yunfei had read it in a book a long time ago, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to say such a thing to a girl he didn't know, or to his savior.

Sure enough, the girl wasn't shy either. When Shen Yunfei praised her for her beautiful voice, she immediately smiled sweeter than honey, and she didn't have any excuses, she just opened her mouth and sang.

"How many stars are there in the sky--they are densely packed into a river-there is no water at the edge of the Tianhe River-you can't open your mouth for singing-hey!"

Sanmiao folk songs have no fixed tunes or lyrics. They are all composed and sung by the singers as they wish. Standing on the rocks to sing on the mountains, near the water to sing on the river, you can sing the moon like a shuttle when you think of the stars.Although it doesn't pay attention to rhythm and rhythm like those famous ancient tunes, but the pitch fluctuates and turns a thousand times, and the sentences rhyme with each other. It is catchy to sing, but it has a special flavor.

Shen Yunfei only listened to this section, and he felt that this girl's singing voice was no less than that of Miao Zhenren's konghou song. One was focused on artistic conception, and the other was focused on freshness and nature. Although they were completely different from each other, they brought people enjoyment. But it's all the same.

His heart was moved, so he turned over and sat up, picked a blade of grass, put it in his mouth, and started to play the tune that the girl sang just now.

The girl heard that he didn't make a mistake in playing a single note, and even the last trailing note was full of charm, she couldn't help clapping her hands and laughing, and then let go of her voice to sing.

"How many bamboos are there in the mountains - crowded and lined up next to each other. There are thousands of bamboos - one root, sister, I have my eyes on one - person."

After singing these four lines, she looked at Shen Yunfei anxiously.

The third young master was also unambiguous, and with a blade of grass in his mouth, he blew the girl's tune again exactly.It's just that he was too busy memorizing the tune, but he didn't notice that what the girl was singing was no longer a folk song, but a love song that Miao girls sang when they were courting.

(End of this chapter)