Riding a horse
"It's quite strange." Li Cong picked up the bird and took a look at it. He nudged Ren Beixi with his elbow and said, "Look, it really looks like a phoenix."
Ren Beixi, holding his sword, glanced sideways. Seeing Gui Yao looking up at the sky, he said in a deep voice, "Are you tired from walking?"
Gui Yao shook her head, watching the sun above her head unknowingly approaching the distant mountains.
She asked, "Will it be dangerous to go down the mountain after dark?"
A young girl in pink and rouge clothes sat on the pavilion with her knees hugged, with streams and flowers behind her.
Ren Beixi looked at her slightly drooping dress and moved his fingertips slightly.
"No, there's a road where you can ride horses."
He bent his fingers, took the bird from Li's arms, and lowered his eyes to examine it.
He paused, looking at the bird's tail feathers.
"I have a use for it."
Hearing this, Gui Yao pretended to look at the scenery with a curved gaze. Someone really was feeding her points.
She jumped down in two or three steps and pushed Ren Beixi's shoulder: "Don't we still have to visit your brother's grave? Let's go quickly."
The withered flowers on the white stone path accompanied them all the way.
Gui Yao walked beside Ren Beixi, and without bending down, she could use the grass passing by to tease the bird.
"Ahhhhh you guys are in cahoots with that bunch of people, all trying to catch the chicken! The chicken has been hiding for ten years, ten years. How many decades can a chicken have!!!!"
Gui Yao paused and then muttered to herself, "Is this little fellow a chicken or a bird?"
Li Cong in front of him slowed down his grass-cutting movements, as if he was thinking, while Ren Beixi continued to hold the bird as usual.
Gui Yao heard the outrage and said, "I'm a chicken, a chicken. Haven't you ever seen a flying chicken?"
So righteous.
It made her doubt herself a little.
system:……
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Li never figured it out before.
Just keep chopping, chopping, chopping.
Ren Beixi looked at Gui Yao beside him, hummed happily, and skipped forward.
After a while, he raised the chicken he had caught with one hand, frowned, and looked into the small eyes for half a second.
After walking for about an incense stick of time, the three of them stood in front of a cave. Compared to the deserted place just now, this place seemed to have some human presence.
There are even exquisite carvings on the stone wall at the entrance of the cave.
Gui Yao couldn't help but notice a pair of footprints of the three of them in front of her. The soil was already dry. She went to the puddles beside it and then stepped to the side.
"Woman?" Li Cong subconsciously looked behind him.
Ren Beixi's eyes were dim. He calmly held Gui Yao's wrist and rubbed the red mole on her wrist with his fingertips.
"No one should be here."
"Before my brother died, he left a will asking relatives and friends not to visit his grave."
Gui Yao poked her head out: "Then why are you still coming?"
She felt her hand being pinched lightly and she looked up, only to fall into a pair of burning black eyes.
The man chuckled.
"I never listen to him."
The sword was drawn from its scabbard, and the fire at the cave entrance seemed to be startled, sending white smoke flying everywhere.
Guiyao was protected between the two of them.
Ren Beixi only noticed that the person behind him was nodding towards him from time to time, and the warm breath, which was slightly heavy due to nervousness, fell completely behind his ears.
At first, there was still sunlight outside the cave, but they did not carry torches and slowly went deeper. The surroundings were almost pitch black.
Guiyao didn't know how far it was ahead.
It's not clear how many people are ahead.
The golden pheasant was tied to the grass beside the cave entrance. At this moment, she just focused her senses on the palm of his hand and the tall back in front of her.
She didn't dare to ask how far it was.
But she heard him respond as if he knew her worries.
"There are still more than ten steps."
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...
Guiyao drooped her eyelashes slightly and noticed a faint light not far ahead.
Not the brightness of a torch, but of a candle.
The expected thrilling scene ended early.
The inside of the cave was as rough as the outside.
The jade road, the red pavilion, the brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and all the things related to the legendary Dalang of the Ren family are hard to see. All that is left are the basic tables and chairs, as well as the stone carvings that can only be seen when you get close.
On the stone table lay a bamboo hat and an empty wooden basket.
It is not difficult to find that there is a woman kneeling devoutly in front of the stone tablet in the distance.
The three of them didn't make much noise, but they had nowhere to hide in this empty cave.
The woman didn't seem afraid of being discovered who she was worshipping.
Only when she turned her face away.
The tears falling down her face paused for half a second.
Gui Yao looked at the very familiar face, frowned slightly and said, "Are you Sister Pinyue?"
She looked at her from a distance.
Until she walked up to her.
"Mrs. Gui, do you want me to be like that?" She smiled with tears in her eyes, and when they looked at each other again, she only had endless tears flowing.
Gui Yao had no difficulty guessing why she was sad, but she neither nodded nor shook her head, but just stood silently beside her.
"I'll help you up." Gui Yao said softly.
She stretched out her hand, her eyes so gentle that they seemed to swallow up all her vulnerability.
Pinyue's expression changed from compassion to helplessness.
Finally, they held hands together. Gui Yao was slightly stunned. Her hands were not as smooth as last time. After kneeling on the ground for a long time, there were rough marks on the palms of her hands from being scratched by gravel.
"Guiyao, Guiyao." Pinyue smiled foolishly.
She saw her hanging high in the sky like the bright moon, so bright and beautiful, and she felt that the saliva in her throat was as hard to swallow as blood.
The two words hastily carved on the tombstone now gave her the courage to pull hard.
"Ouch!" Gui Yao was suddenly pulled and fell to the ground in a hurry, and her right knee accidentally rubbed against the stone surface.
In an instant, endless pain spread from her knees to every bone joint, and she subconsciously straightened her slender back.
The candlelight flickered.
The sword fell to the ground faster than she did. She looked up at Pinyue and saw that she raised her head slightly, and her neck was only a millimeter away from the sword blade.
Pinyue looked down at Guiyao silently.
"I personally think that Miss Gui should also pay her respects to this tomb."
Gui Yao bit her lip and changed her position. She covered her scraped leg with her skirt without making a sound, and squatted on one knee in front of the stone tablet with her hands on her shoulders.
The stone tablet was not big, and it was hard to tell how valuable the material was. She lowered her eyes to look at the candlelight, then at the only two words on the stone tablet.
"The task is heavy and the road is long?"
She subconsciously read out the remaining half, and suddenly realized that the first two words should be the name of Ren Jia Dalang.
The sword fell on Pinyue's neck, but she didn't even look at the person holding the sword.
“It is heavy, the heaviness of the overlapping hills that flicker and fade.”
"My name is not Pinyue either. When I entered the mansion, I chose the characters Guiyue."
A strong wind blew in the cave, making it sound harsh. Li Cong came trotting in from outside and said, "I'm afraid it's going to rain tonight."
He looked at Ren Beixi on his left and Gui Yao on his right, still holding the shivering golden pheasant in his hand.
"Have you finished worshipping? If you have, we should go down the mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, the last stick of incense in front of the stone tablet burned out.
Gui Yao propped herself up and stood up, lowering her eyes and extending her hand: "Sister Guiyue, since we are going the same way, would you please walk together?"
"You are the type of person who doesn't like to make mistakes." Guiyue smiled in vain, held her hand, and slowly stood up.
I don’t know how long she knelt, but gray marks could be seen on her dark skirt.
Guiyue picked up the wooden basket on the stone table, reached in and took out a short carving knife, and handed it to Ren Beixi.
"Young General, this is the only weapon I have. Now that I'm dragging you down, please loosen the edge of the blade."
She stared at the sharp blade that was not released for a long time, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at Gui Yao.
Gui Yao hesitated to speak, took a step forward, gripped the carving knife tightly, and raised her chin: "Ren Beixi, put away your sword."
Guiyue staggered in front. Li Cong had hailed two horses from somewhere, and there was a thinner one next to them, which should be the one Guiyue rode.
The wind is sounding solemnly.
Ren Beixi grabbed Guiyao's waist and pushed her onto the horse, then sat astride her and whipped the horse quickly. Guiyao hadn't reacted yet, and she was stunned, curled up in his arms and didn't move.
Only when she heard the dark horse galloping along the forest and the wind did she catch her breath and slowly let go of the corner of Ren Beixi's clothes.
Then came the anger that turned around.
"What is General Ren's intention? He is trying to murder me!"
The man's heartbeat in his chest vibrated behind her, but he just held her hand on the reins.
The noisy wind and the tepid rain swallowed up every word that Guiyao said.
"Ren Beixi! I'm going to get angry if you ignore me again."
"Um."
"I'm already angry. Ride slower. There's a puddle! Don't be so jumpy!"
"Um."
A hint of cunning suddenly flashed in Gui Yao's eyes.
She bit her lip and didn't say anything for a long time, and as expected, she heard Ren Beixi's deep voice.
"Angry?"
"If the rain falls hard, don't cry when you are sick."
The man looked at her red earlobes and suddenly rested his chin on the top of her head.
Guiyao was unable to move for a moment.
She stared dryly at the surrounding roads, from the mountains to the streets. On South Street, the sun had not yet set, and the rain was only a few drizzles that did not interfere with the vendors' travel. Occasionally, a paper umbrella would be opened. In short, she finally understood Mo Mo's helplessness at that time.
Does this count as downtown drag racing?
The system's voice suddenly rang out in my ears: "Host, since I saw you were busy just now, I'm going to give you feedback that the side quest Phoenix Drink has reached 30% completion."
Do I look like I'm free now?
The neighbors' gazes around him seemed to be filled with congratulations.
"What a talented man and beautiful woman..."
"Young General Ren is truly majestic!"
"Oh my goodness, this is such a poor shape, it's delicious, delicious."
"I really want to attend the wedding tomorrow!"
Gui Yao's face turned red uncontrollably, and she just huddled tighter into the arms behind her. For a moment, she thought she had finally gotten what she wanted and could hear people's inner voices.
Fortunately.
The rain finally fell after I returned home.
Gui Yao squatted on the corridor, applying the medicine sent by Ren Beixi. Under her long eyelashes, her white knees were scratched by stones, leaving long bloody marks.
She bit her lip to endure the pain, but her hands did not stop moving. She carefully bandaged the wound, then coughed and asked Ren Beixi to turn around.
"Should we send someone to pick up Li Cong and Gui Yue?"
Ren Beixi lowered his eyes to see her sitting properly, then said, "Nothing, it should be here soon."
Guiyao took out the carving knife from her purse and looked at it carefully. She could see that it was quite old.
Speaking of the timeline, Gui Yao suddenly remembered to ask when Ren Jia Dalang passed away.
After that, she heard the sound of horse hooves.
Before Ren Beixi could stop him, he ran towards the main gate of the general's mansion with an umbrella.
"My brother left ten years ago."
"The last time the General's Mansion recruited servants was shortly after his death."
In the rain, Guiyue was wearing a conical hat and riding a horse with great skill.
The heavy rain finally came down.
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