Legend of Hua Buqi

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The waves of Dongting Lake are vast, and the water in the 800-hundred-mile lake drops to the ground like a mirror. A green island in the emerald green lake floats like a green snail. The white water and green island, against the blue sky and white clouds, is as beautiful as a fairyland.

A Wu Peng boat slowly landed on the shore, and Chen Yu came out of the boat.

He was not masked, he did not wear a black arrow sleeve shirt, and he did not carry a quiver. If it weren't for his long sword in his hand, he looked at it like a scholar who came to visit the mountain to see the scenery.

He looked up from the foot of Junshan Mountain, the ancient woods of the island were covered with trees and red leaves.

"If you don't give up, I will win." Chen Yu murmured in his mind the name he didn't give up, and slowly picked up the steps.

There are birds tweeting in the woods, making it more noisy and more peaceful. Stepped on a few dead leaves, making a clear sound.

Through the jungle, facing the dense bamboo forest. The bamboo is slender and slender, with spots like tears. Also known as tear bamboo. Seeing this piece of bamboo, Chen Yu's heart could not help becoming gentle. As soon as he remembered not to give up, his heart became sore.

Years of idle life in Wangjing gave him a sense of powerlessness waiting to die. He only felt free to breathe freely in the rivers and lakes when he became a lotus. Mr. Letter told him not to be like him. Lived with great care while being favored by the emperor. The life after this kind of caution is like a goshawk with its wings closed, and it can only walk on the ground with its body contracted. Looking at the blue sky, unable to fly.

If you just want to gather your wings, act low-key. It was not difficult for him to live like this since childhood. But he could not tolerate not giving up just like him.

She could spread a smile brighter than the sun, and the cautiousness deep in her eyes was the haze behind the sun. She can carelessly dry the tea from her face, and she can enter the house from the side door calmly and quietly at the entrance of the palace. But that rainy night made him see clearly, how hard her inner pain was suppressed. Therefore, he decided to get rid of the identity of Dongping County King by taking the action of Dongfang Stone.

Chen Yu went all the way along the uphill trail, and finally saw the oriental stoneware in the green robe in the mountain top pavilion.

The eyes are opposite, and both are silent.

"Dongping County King, Lian Yike. If Liu Qingwu didn't tell the secret, who would have thought that the prince's son-in-law, the empress's son-in-law, and the emperor's prince-in-law have been walking in rivers and lakes for years. Oriental sarcastically said.

Chen Yu smiled and said, "You are not right. The Dongping County King has nothing to do with Lian Yike. The Dongping County King was seriously injured in the process of fighting with you. Lian Yike, naturally live well, Continue to be the mysterious knight in the rivers and lakes. "

Dongfang stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly: "So you are so tired that you want to lend me to get out?"

"Exactly."

"There is a pillar of incense on the table, she hangs under the cliff. Once a pillar of incense is exhausted, she will fall into the cliff. Are you sure to win me?" Dongfang Shen no longer talks nonsense, her eyes are excited.

Chen Yu's eyes became cold, his long sword came out of the sheath, and the copper coins in his hand sprinkled like the scattered flowers.

Dongfang Stone laughed loudly and jumped out of thin air, and the soft sword suddenly thrust at him.

However, the sword was empty. Chen Yu jumped down the cliff while he was hiding. Dongfang Fang was furious, and the man rushed to the edge of the cliff. He saw the long sword in Chen Yu's hand pierce the mountain wall straightly and hugged it with one hand.

"Lian Yike, if you don't come up, I will cut the rope and let you all die!" Dongfang Stone roared angrily.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yu obtained a dagger from his boots and cut off the rope that did not abandon his body, hugged her gently and shouted her name.

Bu Yi slowly opened his eyes and saw Chen Yu in front of him, tears could not help but let out a face, but he smiled. He murmured holding his neck and said, "I know you won't leave me behind."

"Did he hurt you?"

Nodding nodded and shook his head, it seems that he is now found on the cliff. Cliff mountain wind Linglie, she hugged Chen Yu, remembering that she fell from the cliff in the past life and traveled to this life, she felt a sudden feeling like a dream.

Seeing that there was no one beside each other under the cliff, Dongfang fang gritted his teeth and shouted: "You can fight me with a stick of incense and you can save her. Why should you go now? Are you afraid of death?"

Chen Yu clenched tightly in one hand, holding the long sword inserted into the mountain rock in one hand, and raised his head and laughed: "I can't bear to let her suffer a little bit more! You must cut it! If you don't do it, I will Bring her up! "

Do not give up hugging Chen Yu's neck tightly, kissed him fiercely, raised his head and smiled: "Just whatever you want!"

The sun in the sky reflected in her eyes, and the brilliance tingled Dongfang Stone's eyes instantly.

After a long time, the sun has gradually moved into the mountain, the hands of Dongfang Stone holding the sword burst out of blue muscles, his eyes became red, and the rope was cut with a sudden slam, and the whole person was slumped on the ground of the gazebo.

It's March 3 of another year.

A white horse slowly set foot on the mountain road of Xinglong Mountain. The spring in the mountains is strong, and immediately sits a young man in purple in his early twenties.

The trees in the mountains cut the sunlight into several pieces, like a cloth embroidered with golden flowers, which were shaken by the wind of the mountains. The young man ’s face was sometimes bathed in sunlight, and sometimes covered in the shade of trees, with only a pair of eyes, full of unsustainable sadness.

Xiaochunting was built on a protruding mountain. With its wind, the balustrade can overlook the capital, and the scenery is excellent. This is the spring season. There are many tourists in the pavilion. There are even more small vendors on the empty mountain road outside the small spring pavilion.

Mountain sellers, snacks, paper kites, and a pergola on the roadside selling tea. A mountain was quiet, but it was convenient for tourists.

The son of Ziyi strangled the horse far away, and his eyes swept slightly into the pavilion, his eyes deepened. He slowly relaxed the reins, and Ren Ma Suixing walked slowly along the mountain road. As if walking slower, a little further away from the pavilion, the time for disappointment will be shorter.

He rolled off the horse and entered the pergola. The boss greeted him with a smile and said, "Do you want to stay for another three days this year?"

The man is Yunlang. Every spring on March 3, he will rush from the northern Feiyunbao to the small spring pavilion of Xinglong Mountain outside Wangjing City, waiting for the flowers for three days.

"Don't give up, are you okay?" Yun Lang got a sheepskin bag of northern spirits from the saddle, and asked the boss to bring some peanuts, broad beans, and bean curd, and drank slowly in the wine bag.

This bag of spirits weighed 15 catties. He didn't drink much. He drank one-third a day. After three days, he drove away on horseback.

But this year, he wanted to get drunk.

Because Yao Lingzhuang proposed to Feiyunbao, he had hinted that the couple should be married many times.

Knowing from Moruofei's mouth that his son Si fell in love with a missing woman, she missed it every day for several years, and Yun Tieyi, the master of Feiyunbao Castle, decided to set a marriage date. Yun Lang struggled for a long time and postponed the marriage until April. Feiyunbao's welcoming team has set out on the way to Xilingfu Yaolingzhuang. Just waiting for this March 31, Yunlang will catch up with the team and go to Yaolingzhuang to pick up Lin Dansha.

The owner of the tea shed worriedly glanced at the blushing cloud on his face, knowing that he must be drunk. He wondered curiously, on March 3 every year, the handsome son stayed in Xiaochunting and was the girl from the Ho family?

When the sun sets, the valley is golden. The tourists who went to Xiaochunting set foot on their way home. Yun Lang stumbled into the pavilion with a wine bag, pulled out a dagger with his backhand, and engraved a poem on the post: "It is March 3 of the same year again, the high platform is not in the wind. The acacia has not been broken. , But please get drunk into your dreams. "

He looked at the poem innocently, and whispered in his mouth: "Do not abandon, do not abandon ..." A sorrow struck in my heart, and people were insane.

Not abandoned by Dongfang Mo, a few years ago, the king of Dongping County died in the hands of Dongfang Mo. The mysterious Oriental family disappeared in the rivers and lakes, no trace can be found. Lin Dansha was very devoted to him and waited hard. He knew that if he did not give up, he would live somewhere in this world, but he could not find it. I saw Yaolingzhuang coming to the door to raise my relatives until the team of greeting relatives set off. In five years, Yun Lang remembered Lin Dansha who was waiting for him for five years, and felt another heartache.

The wine in the wine bag poured down, and he fell down on the ground in a daze, leaning against the pavilion pillar and drunk.

When the warm colors in the mountains were eroded by the twilight a little bit, two horses ran down the mountain. Presumably, the guests who had reached the summit should return home. Immediately both of them were wearing veil caps, and sat a black robe man and a woman in Jinyi. When she walked to Xiaochun Pavilion, she exclaimed softly, and she strangled the horse.

The white horse straddling under the ground was a little uneasy and seemed to feel the agitated mood of the owner.

The man in black robe said softly, "It's Yunlang. Do you want to see him?"

The woman in Jinyi hesitated and said: "He is drunk. The mountain wind is Linglie, afraid of freezing disease." She turned off her horse and walked straight to the pavilion.

Yun Lang, drunk and unconscious, turned his head and stunned. The woman in Jinyi stopped her footsteps. Her eyes moved upward, and suddenly she saw the inscription on the pavilion.

The evening breeze in the mountains made the veil on the drape waft, and her fingers touched the unrequited lovesickness, her heart was sore and sore. She gradually clenched her fists, and took off her cloak and gently draped it over Yun Lang. Dingding looked at Yunlang halfway, she took a small wooden box from her arms and placed it next to him and said gently: "The thing is back to the original owner. Let's go."

The man in black robe said teasingly: "I will tell the eleventh young man of Zhu Fu in the future, how charming her mother is! The young master of Feiyunbao, the Eastern son of Biluotian, will be lost in a blink of an eye.

The girl in Jinyi smiled, turned her horse, looked at Yunlang with pity, and turned away, her voice faintly came from the wind: "I also want to tell Eleventh Younger, the girl Liu Mingmingzhuang is still waiting His father married her as the second room! "

The laughter was blown away by the wind and the two disappeared on the mountain road.

The owner of the tea shop watched the two go away dumbfounded and said, "It seems like old knowledge, why don't you stay a little longer?"

In the blink of an eye the stars spread out, and the night grew thicker. Yunlang was awakened by the mountain breeze. Headache split, dry mouth. He shook his head and supported the pavilion pillar to get up.

There was a white cloak floating on his body, and his eyes were dazzling. Who was covering him? When he kicked something, he picked it up suspiciously, his expression suddenly dull. This is exactly the wooden box he gave her a sugar man when he was not taken away by the masked old man. The eight immortals inside are gone, and there are two sugar men, one man and one woman.

Time seems to have returned to the Lantern Festival that year. He hung a lantern in the courtyard to make her smile, and sent the sugar man to apologize to her. It's just that the two sugar men in the box have changed positions. The man's head was high and his expression was arrogant. The woman's cheeks are flowery, and she is blessed.

An uncontrollable heart beats. Yun Lang ran out of Xiaochunting in shock and shouted: "Do not give up! Flowers do not give up! Where are you ?!"

His voice echoed in the mountains, endlessly. He picked up his cloak and went to the tea shop insanely. The boss was packing up and was closing. The excited expression of the teenager scared him and saw that he understood the cloak in his hand. He sighed and pointed to the way down the mountain, saying, "Go early. A man and a woman in draped caps can't see clearly. "

Left early? Why doesn't she see him? why? Yun Lang stumbled back a few steps, crying as if ugly on her face.

The boss suddenly remembered something, and took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him: "The son said it was the son who woke up and gave it to him."

A piece of plain paper has written two poems: "The lovesickness has not been forgotten, so we can solve the sorrow and remove Dansha."

Acacia has been broken, and the fate is unfinished.

Hua Bugui thought that he did not want to marry Lin Dansha, would he kill her to help him out? Yun Lang's heart tightened, and he was cold and sweaty. He quickly untied the reins and jumped up, hurried down the mountain.

Xiao Chunting stood quietly in the mountain breeze. In the distance, the lanterns of Wangjing City first appeared, like stars.