[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

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Meng Jiang had a rare dream, a nightmare.

In the dream, something dark rushed toward her with its claws and teeth, trying to pull her down into a deeper abyss. The Penglai school uniform she was wearing was torn to pieces by those things. She was so panicked that she couldn't tell the direction and rushed forward without thinking. However, she hit a transparent wall and fell to the ground. Then she was chased and dragged by those things. Walk.

She was so frightened that she burst into tears. She waved her hands in an attempt to grab something, but in vain.

In the middle of the night, Tang San was awakened by Meng Jiang's small and fine sobbing not far away. He propped himself up and saw that the girl was shaking in her sleep. Tears flowed from the corners of her closed eyes, soaking the pillow and hair. Her hair, which was wet with tears and cold sweat, was stuck to her face, looking like a hook in the hands of impermanence in the shadow of the night.

He stretched out his hand to catch a tear. The crystal water droplets were bitingly cold, like water flowing from melted ice.

Tang San was excited, leaned over, put his hands on Meng Jiang's shoulders and shook her up, "Meng Jiang! Wake up!"

The darkness around her was suddenly torn open by a sharp sword that turned into a familiar voice. Meng Jiang was so happy that she threw away the evil spirits that entangled her and ran into the white light that emerged from the mouth.

So she woke up, followed Tang San's strength to sit up, let him set up a pillow for her to lean on, and pulled up the quilt to cover most of her body, but she was still dumbfounded.

Then she heard Tang San say: "Meng Jiang, don't cry."

Meng Jiang suddenly came back to her senses, subconsciously reached out and touched her face, and felt a moist cold face - she had already burst into tears.

Her dazed mind came to life, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears with the sleeve of her pajamas, but Tang San stopped her. The other party carefully got out of bed, put on her shoes and opened the door. Seeing that there was no movement in Tang Hao's house next door, she felt relieved and went outside to get a soaked towel to wipe her face.

The rough fabric scratched the delicate skin, bringing up inconspicuous red marks. Tang San looked at the silent girl with red eyes, feeling heartbroken and soft.

He took out the towel held in the other person's hand and asked gently: "Why are you having nightmares?"

"I don't know." Meng Jiang pursed her lips, her voice was low and unclear, and she had an obvious cry, "Maybe... I'm going to the academy tomorrow, so I'm a little uneasy."

This is actually just an excuse. Even if there is indeed this part of the reason, it is at best the most superficial layer. Ultimately, it is the fear of a life that is about to undergo huge changes and the disgust of self.

When she recalled her memories a year ago, Tang San's sudden appearance left her with no energy to deal with the unfamiliar new environment. Coupled with the foreshadowing of the memories of the previous five years in her mind, Meng Jiang was able to adapt smoothly. But this seemed to make her have a little bit of a naive attitude toward Tang San.

Meng Jiang thought of the darkness in his dream.

She knew that when she was truly swallowed by the darkness, she would become one of those evil ghosts, dragging everyone who wanted to get close to her into the abyss.

This dream is like an ominous omen.

But she doesn't want to.

So Meng Jiang began to suppress himself, and his spirit began to falter after suffering too many evil thoughts. But it seems that repression also played some role, but the original desire to destroy gradually turned into a self-destructive tendency.

But now, she saw a ray of light in the dark nightmare.

And that ball of light is——

Meng Jiang turned around and met Tang San's bright eyes. The boy's facial features were ordinary, but he was very gentle and clean. His eyes looking at him now were like an ocean of tolerance.

She suddenly had a dangerous idea.

——Take this light as your own.

The girl's dark eyes were gloomy, and a dark wave gradually surged out. Then the wave crashed on the shore and suddenly broke. The girl grabbed the clothes on her chest and let out a dull cry of pain.

The holy fire burned.

This was the punishment she feared the most.

She was in pain and scared.

"Meng Jiang!" Tang San caught her leaning body, Meng Jiang's forehead rested on Tang San's shoulder, cold sweat broke out bit by bit, and soon soaked the other person's thin pajamas.

what to do? it hurts! It really hurts. But she didn't want to let go. So what if her idea was fulfilled? Can she stop having such wrong thoughts?

Meng Jiang's thoughts slid towards the edge of a more dangerous cliff.

Tang San could feel that Meng Jiang's body temperature was frighteningly high. This state was so similar to the situation that day.

"Tang San..." The girl panted hard, raising her head in his arms, staring at him with eyes that were a little dazed by the pain. Bai Zhi's slender wrists tremblingly rested on Tang San's shoulders, and then she hugged him like a water snake. tight.

It's a hug.

Like a drowning man and driftwood.

"Tang San, can you save me?" Her voice was weak, close to Tang San's ear, and sounded like a humble plea. But Tang San couldn't see it. Meng Jiang's eyes were like the ice and polar night of the Arctic. Under the ice was hidden the chaos and cruelty that had been tortured to the point of unconsciousness by pain.

"What should I do?" Tang San's hand touched Meng Jiang's back, feeling the obvious bulge in the other man's spine. Too thin. Did she eat well?

--How to do? Of course it is to be mine, my only light.

But Tang San's tolerant and conniving tone and hot heart made Meng Jiang suddenly feel guilty and flinch, and she let go of her arm around Tang San's neck.

"I'm just kidding." She leaned back on the pillow, with the gentle smile that Tang San was most familiar with hanging on her lips, "I'm fine, just take a rest." Then she turned her head to the opposite position to Tang San's. direction, close your eyes, and hide your expression in the darkness.

Tang San clenched his fists and lowered his head. After a while, he raised his hand to hold Meng Jiang's hand that was naturally hanging on the bed, "Meng Jiang, don't be afraid, I will always be here and will never leave you."

The solemn attitude seems to be saying an oath.

Meng Jiang opened her eyes suddenly. In the dark night, a trace of tears flashed through her eyes that were deeper than the night. Then she blinked, and a tear slipped down the arc of her jaw, hitting the quilt and blooming into a dark flower. flower.

Strangely, the evil thoughts in his heart gradually calmed down because of Tang San's words, and the burning of the holy fire slowly subsided.

"……Um."

*****

The next day, Meng Jiang and Tang San set foot on the road to Notting College together.

Speaking of which, Meng Jiang's ability to go to Notting Academy with Tang San was also due to Old Jack. Originally, Holy Soul Village only had one place for a working-study student, but since there were no children with soul power in the nearby villages, Old Jack discussed with the village chiefs of those villages and came back with a place for a working-study student. So in the past few days, Meng Jiang gave Old Jack a lot of fish as thank-you gifts.

Originally, Old Jack came today to send his two children to Notting College, but he was persuaded by Meng Jiang and Tang San. The old man is old and still in charge of the affairs of the village. The two of them do not want to trouble the old man anymore.

When they left the village, Meng Jiang saw that there was no one around, and asked Tang San with a smile: "Would you like to try my Penglai's double light skill? You can go very quickly."

"...Are you sure?" Tang San gave her a worried look.

"What do you mean?" Meng Jiang was a little dissatisfied, "I won't throw you."

"No." Tang San quickly shook his head and explained, "It's not that I don't trust you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to support the academy with your soul power."

"Just to let you feel it," Meng Jiang released his martial spirit, "I can't take you to the academy with Qinggong. Otherwise, I will run out of soul power only halfway through, and then both of us may fall to death. .”

"...Okay then." Tang San nodded in agreement.

Meng Jiang raised the corners of her lips, unfolded her spiritual umbrella, tapped her toes, and floated around Tang San. Then she hugged Tang San's waist and flew directly into the air. A layer of water ripples appeared around the spiritual umbrella, clear and clear. The water condensed into a white sea eagle hovering beside the two of them.

Meng Jiang blinked at Tang San and said, "Don't worry." He immediately closed the umbrella and threw it out. Following the force, the spiritual umbrella expanded again in the air and circled around the two of them, while Meng Jiang took advantage of the situation and took Tang San forward. It slid quickly for a long distance.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Jiang held the flying spiritual umbrella and threw Tang San with force with his wrist. The sea eagle next to him immediately flew close to catch Tang San and let him fly on his back.

Tang San had an excited smile on his face and looked down. The sparse pedestrians on the road had turned into the size of ants, "What a high distance!"

"Of course." Meng Jiang smiled, with a bit of pride, stretched out his hand to pull Tang San up from the sea eagle's back, the water curtain formed a water-colored ring around the two of them, Meng Jiang and Tang San used their spiritual umbrellas to The center rotates once in this field, slides down, and lands firmly on the ground.

"How does it feel?" she asked.

"It's very high, very fast, and..." Thinking of several lingering postures in Penglai's Great Qing Gong, such as hugging the waist, lifting up, holding hands and turning in circles... Tang San blushed silently, "I feel a little... "

"Romantic?" Meng Jiang asked.

"……Correct."

She collected her martial spirit, walked beside Tang San, and said matter-of-factly: "Of course, after all... my Penglai's Double Light Kung Fu is a skill that is very suitable for flirting with girls, and of course it is also very effective for flirting with men. There is a saying that goes well, 'How much do I love you to let you sit on my precious sea eagle?' I sent my disciples to often use it to flirt with each other, and I will do the same in the future."

The girl had a gentle and gentle attitude, but the words that came out of her mouth were... very harsh.

Tang San:……

His face turned redder.

"Since it's used to... flirt with love, then you just--"

"It's just practice. You have to be more proficient before you have the confidence to seduce guys."

But as she said this, Meng Jiang actually didn't have such thoughts in her heart. Although she also envied the kind of life-and-death love and wanted someone to fry oranges for her under the Sansheng tree, but... it was just a thought. , she never expected to get this kind of feeling.

Tang San felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, "...Oh, that's it." He responded in a low voice.

Meng Jiang's Qinggong had covered about one-fifth of the distance, and the two of them just hurried along, which was faster than walking and shopping before.

The two entered the city. Tang San glanced at the silent girl along the way and touched his pockets. There was still some money in it. They had earned it from catching fish and asking the villagers to help sell fish when they went out to sell vegetables, so he made up his mind. With the idea, he took the person to a small shop selling food.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Meng Jiang tugged on Tang San's sleeves, lowered his voice and bit his ear, "If you are hungry, I still have some dry food and dried fish here. Things here are very expensive."

Tang San didn't speak, just smiled reassuringly, took a small glass jar filled with colored candies, paid the money and gave the jar to Meng Jiang, "I heard someone said that eating something sweet will make you feel better."

Meng Jiang was stunned. He took the small jar blankly, opened the lid and poured a jelly bean into his mouth. The sweet fruity taste filled his mouth. Meng Jiang suddenly felt that his heart was filled to the brim.

"...It's very sweet. I feel really better."

"That's good." Tang San smiled.

Meng Jiang lowered his head, clenched the small jar in his hand, and whispered: "It's so expensive, what a waste of money."

"How could it be?" The boy's eyebrows were gentle, and he raised his hand to rub the girl's soft curly hair. "It makes you happy, so it's worth buying."

Meng Jiang pursed her lips, poured out another candy from the jar and fed it to Tang San, and couldn't help but ask: "What if... I get addicted to candy?"

She felt that she was pushing too far, but she couldn't help it.

"Then I will keep buying it for you." Tang San replied without hesitation, "It's just... you can't eat too much sugar, it will cause tooth decay."

Meng Jiang was immediately amused, and his thin lips curved into a shallow arc, like a flower about to bloom.

"I won't get cavities."