Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 10 A slab of loess, red face and white bones

  Go out from the west gate of Fenglin City, walk along the official road for about seven or eight miles, then turn left into the trail, and within half a time, you can see the Luliu River surrounded by weeping willows.

  At this time, the evening breeze is blowing, and the bright moon is reflected in the waves, sparkling.

   When Jiang Wang walked out of the path, he saw Ling He’s thin back, standing beside the river like a silent tree.

   "Hey, let me take a look at me." Zhao Rucheng rushed to him and hung his neck and said, "Isn't it possible to avoid crying?"

   Ling He was a little helpless, "Why are you here?"

   "Your voice is a little dumb. You must have cried!"

  At this time, a rough voice came out of the grass by the river, "The surname is Zhao, you sometimes owe you to clean up, do you know?"

   "Brother Tiger, are you there too?" Zhao Rucheng shrank his neck. Du Yehu, a savage man, really did not agree with him, and he would not care about his handsome face.

   "I was drinking here." Du Yehu said angrily, his body full of alcohol wandering in the evening breeze, "I didn't expect him to carry that guy over. It's bad luck."

   "Yes! What are you doing to bury him?" Zhao Rucheng continued: "This kind of wolf-hearted thing should be thrown directly into the river, let him go down the river and feed the fish and the shrimp."

   Jiang Wang glanced in the direction Du Yehu came out, "Is he buried there?"

"The third child." Taking into account Jiang Wang's mood, Ling He explained: "I haven't forgotten Pengju's badness, but I still remember his goodness. My family is not well, and I often don't have enough food. Pengju's general excuse Let me instruct martial arts and drag me to stop until the meal is served. He deserves to be guilty of his death, but I can’t watch him expose his corpse to the wilderness...Of course you are also very good to me. You want to save me..."

"What do you say about this?" Jiang Wang interrupted him: "My father told me when he was alive that adults are different from children. The first thing an adult needs to learn is to seek common ground while reserving differences. That kind of thing I don't play with him, So you can’t play with him, it’s a kid. You and Fang Pengju and me, and we’re talking about each other. I won’t affect your affection for him, and you won’t affect me and him."

   "This is the truth." Ling He said.

  He looked around at the green willow riverside at night, "There is always an illusion like yesterday. The changes here are not big, but we are all different."

"Nothing will never change. The only thing that remains the same in this world is that it will always change." After Zhao Rucheng said these words meaningfully, he leaned in front of Ling He without a skinny face: "Buying a person will not be enough. Buried so late, you two cried with a headache, didn't you?"

  When the voice fell, he rose from the ground and flashed over Du Yehu's flying hairy legs very neatly.

   "Tsk tsk, irritated into anger..." Halfway through his provocative words, he hurriedly bowed and said: "It's wrong, it's wrong, Brother Tiger."

  Du Yehu has already eagerly caught up, "You're right, I'm about to cry with you."

  Looking at the two squabbles, Ling He said leisurely: "But I believe there are always things that will not be changed."

   "I agree with you half." Jiang Wang said.

  The "discussion" between Du Yehu and Zhao Rucheng somehow turned into a four-person melee. Fists and feet together, each stumbling. At the end of the fight, people panted, laughed out loud again, and cried again.

  If someone passes by the Luliu River this evening, I’m afraid there will be some strange talk about water ghosts.

The four brothers finally left Luliuhe side by side, leaving this place where youth and friendship were recorded.

  No one spoke any more.

  It’s just that Zhao Rucheng turned his head back and muttered:

   "When you get there, stop hurting friends. Dead ghost."

  ...

  The moonlight is flowing in the sparkling Green Willow River, and it is also pouring down from the broken roof.

  I don’t know if it’s because of the moonlight, the faces of the two people talking in this chaotic view are extremely pale.

  One of them is a moving woman, she is wearing a bright red dress, she has a wonderful stature and has a lot of bumps. Especially the dazzling whiteness at the slightly open neckline dangled so that people couldn't remove their eyes.

  Her face is also a little paler, and it is reasonable to say that she will be a little weak and sick, but she has a surprisingly gorgeous feeling. Probably because of her bright red lips, right?

  She just sat on the dusty incense table without minding, so beautiful but so calm.

   She lightly wiped her red lips with her tail finger and said: "The beggars in this view are all dead. It's really distressing. What are we going to ask for?"

  The sound seemed to be a little empty after reaching the cobweb at the corner of the eaves.

   "The life and soul of a cultivator is enough."

  The speaker was standing at the door. Unlike the Red Lady, he seemed to not even want to get half of his foot in this dirty chap, and he covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms.

   "Yeah, it's easy to say." Hong Shang said, "We have to kill a few mortals secretly, kill a cultivator? Are you afraid that the Zhuang State Taoist Academy can't find it?"

   "There is one in this city, and it will die sooner or later." The man said, frowning: "Should we choose to speak in this place?"

   Hong Shanggirl chuckled: "Zuo Guanglie, who is famous in the world, fell here. The people of Zhuangguo have turned this place ten times inside and out, and there is nowhere in the vicinity that is cleaner than this."

   Speaking of Zuo Guanglie, she closed her eyes slightly, revealing a look of drunkenness, even the pale face quickly flushed, "I can still smell his majestic breath~"

"Back to business." The man interrupted her reverie quietly, "Wei Quji is not easy to provoke, now there is another Dong A, we must find Dao Zi as soon as possible. Those Qin Chu barbarians are fighting here. Sacrifices that are really upsetting can’t be carried out. Let me say, instead of catching some mortals one after another, it’s better to sacrifice a cultivator directly, which is simpler and more straightforward."

   "There is not only one way to find death. Why should you stick to this? Is it not good to draw a sword and cut your throat? Or draw thunder and eat your body?"

   Xu was interrupted by the unhappiness of reverie. The red lady opened her beautiful eyes and reduced her smile, "Before Daozi appears, you better know what low-key is!"

  The man seemed to be a little annoyed, and he covered his nose and said: "Miaoyu! It seems that you didn't mean to attack the Fenglin Taoyuan! Now it's upset the city, if one is not good, our big things will fail!"

"What do you know? This world is too big and there are too many accidents! Who would have thought that Zuo Guanglie would die like this? It just happened to ruin our sacrifice plan. At the bottom of the Forgotten River, the bones have been silent for too long! There is another surprise! Now in Fenglin City, Dong A is very important. We must be clear about his strength and bottom line! Certain sacrifices are inevitable. Besides..."

  The red dress girl named Miaoyu licked her lips: "Do you know that the beggar in this chaotic state is not dead? I was in the Fenglin City Daoyuan and smelled a familiar smell..."

  This dirty environment makes the man more impatient: "The life and death of a beggar is worthy of my concern?"

  Miaoyu only stretched her waist carelessly this time, showing her beautiful figure, "idiot."

The man squinted his eyes, and also concealed the flashing desire in his eyes, "Don’t think that you are a woman of Daozi in name, just like that. There have been more saints in the church for thousands of years. When Daozi appears, he wants I don’t want you, if I recognize you, I have to look at it again."

   "Red face and white bones, empty and fantasy. Can't you see through?"

   "Ha ha ha ha." The man turned and walked away, "I can't see through, what does it matter? That's it."

  After a long time, in this quiet and dilapidated old view, the temptation murmur gently sounded, wafting away like a moonlight.

   "How can he not love me? How can he not want me? I have been guarding for so many years, waiting for so many years..."

  　 The originally scheduled update rule during the public period is the weekend single change, at 8 o'clock in the evening. But what the readers say is that today is also a working day, and they are all at work/class...so they have to double update. Tomorrow is a single watch. It will only change on Monday and Friday.

  (End of this chapter)