[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

The next day, before the morning light was bright, a strong wind was blowing outside the window, like the oscillating whine of a war drum before beating, leisurely echoing in the silent air.

Not long after, there seemed to be a sound of beads scattering, which suddenly broke the short-term peace. Only big beads and small beads, broken jade and tiles were heard, clanking to the ground. From time to time, among them There will be a few fluttering outside the window lattice, and after a clang, they will roll away and disappear.

The first heavy rain after autumn comes without warning and silently.

The sky was so gloomy that the whole thick clouds were waved on the rows of wooden houses. The mountain rain suddenly poured out, ruthlessly washing the smoke and dust in the eyes, and the thin willows and jade flowers seemed to be purifying everything again. Flawless and clean.

Under the eaves of the corridor, the sparse light struggled to squeeze out, and after a thunder boom, he slipped into the house as if he was frightened.

The thunderbolt broke through the clouds, carrying a silver light that flashed past the window sash.

The light was so dazzling that Atin raised his head from the quilt, blinked his eyelashes, and revealed his pupils to the suddenly clear sky.

It's raining?

Atin supported his arms, raised his body half-way, and recited these two words silently in his mind. After being stunned for a while, he suddenly woke up.

It's raining!

She quickly pulled off her clothes and put them on her body. She ran to the window with her bare feet, reached out and gently pushed it out.

It was hazy before the eyes, filled with continuous rain curtains. As the window was pushed open, a cool breeze took the opportunity to enter the house. It mixed with the moisture of the soil and the bitter fragrance of the fallen leaves of the forest, thin and soft. The softness lingers.

Why did it rain?

Atin raised his eyebrows, straightened up, and closed the window.

The weather was changeable, and raining was obviously a normal thing, but why did she feel a little uneasy for no reason.

Stepping on the cold ground, Atin lost all sleep and walked back slowly with bare feet.

The little rabbit and the little guy were both still asleep. Her movements were quiet and no one was making any noise. Amidst the drizzle outside the window, Atin sat on the edge of the bed, his whole body reflected in the half-lit night sky. In the bright light, she silently tightened her clothes and sorted out her chaotic thoughts.

As if... something was going to happen.

It's the time of day, so it stands to reason that the sky should be bright by now.

Holding an old bamboo umbrella, Atin slowly raised his head and measured the hazy rain outside the umbrella in the narrow space.

But the gray clouds hadn't dispersed, and the rain was getting heavier.

After secretly complaining a few words, A Ting raised the hem of her skirt in resignation and tiptoed over several puddles.

Going out on a rainy day, there were almost no people on the road. Atin walked along the fallen haystacks and moved in the dampness of the ground.

In this kind of weather, training is impossible.

A Ting glanced at the gloomy sky, then frowned and lowered her head. Before leaving the college, she knocked on the door of the dean's office for the first time and asked for a half-day vacation. If it rained like this again, If the road goes too far, the road will be muddy, making it difficult to go back and forth.

No matter how much she planned, she never thought it would rain today.

Atin sighed softly and focused his attention on the front. Instead of complaining, he accelerated his pace and rushed towards Soto City in a muffled voice.

The journey of three or four miles was not long, but it was particularly difficult to walk because of the rain. It took nearly half an hour for Atin to reach Soto City.

The guards outside this city are almost a decoration. No matter who comes, they will just ignore you. They don't ask where you come from or do any interrogations. They just stand at the door with the attitude of not rejecting anyone who comes. , like a scarecrow.

She averted her gaze and calmly followed several carriages and mule carts into the city gate.

As soon as he entered the city, the noisy voice suddenly amplified a lot. A Ting distanced himself from the vehicles and went in different directions with them.

Along the way, even on a rainy day, residents of Soto City were scattered outside. Some were setting up sheds to sell breakfast, and some were opening their shops and sitting in the hall to welcome guests. Various scenes were seen in this city. It seems that everyone is gathered in the city, and all kinds of life and fireworks can be seen here.

But this is only a city attached to the kingdom.

"Hey!"

"..."

He was walking too fast and was thinking about other things. Suddenly, the soles of Atin's feet slipped. The raindrops on the bamboo umbrella slanted and fell into the puddles on the ground in panic.

She hit someone.

Still an old man...

After regaining his footing, Atin apologized sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The old man didn't say anything. After picking up his umbrella, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him.

"In a hurry, is someone chasing you?"

This was a very strange question. Atin looked at the old man doubtfully and shook his head.

"No, it was just accidental."

After hearing this, the old man's expression was indifferent, but somehow, Atin could see a hint of secrecy on his face.

"Be careful, man. Don't just look at the soles of your feet."

"... "

Ating was speechless for a moment and didn't reply. The old man didn't talk to her anymore and walked away without saying anything.

The nimbleness of his movements is completely unlike those of his age.

The more she looked, the more strange she felt. She simply averted her eyes and walked towards the alley in front. Then she stopped a woman selling rain gear outside the alley.

"Excuse me, madam, how to get to West Street?"

Seeing that she was a very pretty little girl, the lady's dissatisfaction that was about to burst out of her throat became less severe: "Ah, West Street? Over there, turn left and go straight until you exit the alley."

A Ting followed her pointing, and after a few glances, he nodded and said he understood: "I won't worry about you doing business, thank you."

Following the aunt's instructions, she searched all the way. First she turned left into a short street, then she went straight and walked around in this quiet and uninhabited space several times, but she never found the so-called alley.

Has she been deceived?

Recalling the words of the aunt and the words of the old man before.

[Don’t just look at the soles of your feet...]

A Ting stopped consciously and stood there without moving. The four corners of the sky just hung above her head, looking at her mockingly, and then continued to pour water into this small corner. of heavy rain.

brush brush---

The noisy rain did not stop for a moment, like an ancient silk and bamboo orchestra, emitting a hoarse and unpleasant tone.

A Ting tightened her grip on the umbrella handle, feeling extraordinarily calm. When there were footsteps behind her without exception, she turned around very calmly, facing the man in the cloak.

When things came to this, there was nothing she couldn't react to. In this game of chess that invited you to be in a urn, she fell into the trap with just one step.

Ating suddenly found it very funny. The cat could not catch the mouse, but he was defeated by the general, and there was no one left.

"Your Excellency, you have put so much effort into bringing me here. Is there something wrong?"

The man was about eight feet tall, with a dark yellow patch of clothing exposed under his cloak. His appearance looked familiar to her.

Atin was stalling for time to look around, while retreating without a trace. At the same time, the man was also moving forward slowly.

The closer they got, the pressure that was so close became more and more breathless. Atin's breathing became more urgent. She stared at the man closely, as if her eyes were about to burn out on his cloak. Come to a hole.

The rain was pouring, the wind was howling, and the four corners of the sky above the head were already covered with dark clouds. The darkness was about to move, and it poked its head in the narrow corner, as if it was ready to take her into its pocket.

"... "

Forced to retreat, Atin gritted his teeth and looked at the man who was no more than ten meters away from him as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Unlike her trapped beast, he still looked unhurried and calm, as if he was walking her intentionally.

He neither took action nor gave her a way out.

Atin narrowed his eyes, bit his lip fiercely, and threw the bamboo umbrella in his hand towards the other party's face.

Immediately afterwards, she seized the space and turned her wrist sharply. The blue light shone like stars in her palm, as if they were attracting each other, attracting all the water vapor in the air to her side.

As the blue light gradually brightened, the vertical raindrops suddenly reversed their direction. Thousands of water droplets rose and surged, changing rapidly. In front of Atin's open and closed palms, they condensed into ice and lined up. Zongheng turned into countless transparent arrows, like a fishing net converging, heading towards the man's hood.

These ice cones were airtight and rushed towards him with silvery water light, as if Pupu's crisis was approaching, enveloping him with an unstoppable chill that was about to engulf him.

The man did not retreat at all. Instead, he stood there and raised his neck, revealing a section of his slightly white lower jaw.

She seemed to be watching her moves carefully.

In his hand, he was still holding the bamboo umbrella that Atin had just thrown, and after spinning it in a circle between his long knuckles, it blocked the ice pick coming towards him.

The thin bamboo-bone umbrella was like a weapon in his hand, able to deal with the incoming ice picks with ease.

Ating watched his movements with a solemn expression. Suddenly, his orderly joint rotations seemed to match the details of Gu Xiu's sword holding. There was a striking similarity between the two.

Reminiscent of the piece of clothing just now, dark yellow...

The memory that had been silent for more than two years burst out at this moment, rushing into my mind.

"You are--"

The words stopped suddenly, and the flames of flame burst out in an instant, winding and circling from the handle of the bamboo umbrella, and rushed out of the circle of ice cones as flexibly and quickly as a fire snake.

The fierce fire broke through the ice and set a prairie fire across a large area.

A Ting was startled, and then she reacted very quickly. Instead of blocking the fire, she diverted water into the water and kept trying to extinguish it.

"Ha..." Under the cloak, the man's thin white lips seemed to move, as if he was chewing the sounds of two words, and he was reciting silently.

"... "

Atin struggled to push his palms, and the scorching flame was extremely hot. It didn't need to be swelled, and it came closer and stronger.

The white mist generated by the evaporation of water vapor gradually grew up one after another, like a ignited flame, and rushed into the palm of her hand, and then it felt as if it had been branded with iron, and it burned fiercely.

Atin retracted his hand in pain and staggered a few steps. At this moment, dark clouds rolled in and flew over very quickly, like a thick blanket of night covering his eyes. Along with the pain of his body landing on the ground, The clarity fills the senses.

As soon as the heat touched her body, she curled up and retreated. Atin lay in the rain on the ground, her cheeks hurting from the water droplets hitting her face.

He is Gu Qi——

His shoulders were pressed firmly and he couldn't move at all. Atin could only raise his eyelashes and look up at the man in front of his lowered gaze.

The fingertips with some calluses roughly scratched his cheek. Atin opened his eyes, and his blue pupils reflected Gu Qi's clear and jade-like features.

Suddenly, she caught Gu Qiwei's rare moment of loss.