Absolutely admire

Cong Rong rested his hand on Qu Ling's shoulder and said, "How is it, is it fun?"

Qu Ling replied awkwardly: "It's pretty fun, but it's a pity that I can't play it well, and that person is really too good, he is really sure, I can't beat him at all."

"What's so great about this is that because of your flattery, didn't you see that the man's nose was almost up to the sky with pride?" Cong Rong swept his thumb over the tip of his nose and said, "Oh, believe me or not Immediately make him unable to step down."

Qu Ling was quite surprised and said, "Are you very good at this?"

The smile on Cong Rong's face deepened, and his eyes, which were as bright as the stars, instantly rippled. He said, "It's not what I'm good at."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Bai Yuan, but when he turned his head, he met Bai Yuan's gaze.

Cong Rong grinned and said, "Go and try."

Hearing this, Bai Yuan responded unhurriedly: "Not interested."

For a person as cool and elegant as Bai Yuan, who looks like a fairy, asking him to participate in a folk game like throwing pots really doesn't match his image.But who told Bai Yuan himself that before entering Jiuxiao Mountain, he lived in Li'an City.

Born in the local area, he must have tried many times the game of throwing pots that is popular all over the city.So Cong Rong is full of ambition and confidence in him.

He had expected that Bai Yuan would reject him first, so he deliberately pouted his lips, and said with a sad face: "You should save face, I told Qu Ling that you would get in, besides, you shouldn't be very good at home work. ."

Indistinctly, Cong Rong seemed to see Bai Yuan glaring at him, and after a long silence, he said with a cold face: "... I will not be an example."

To be honest, Cong Rong couldn't help but shudder every time Bai Yuan looked at him with that kind of eyes.

Just now he thought that Bai Yuan would reluctantly compromise after stalking and stalking him for a while, but he didn't know that it was so easy at this moment, and he was flattered at once.

Watching Bai Yuan walk up and down without saying a word, Qu Ling leaned into Cong Rong's ear and whispered, "Did he just stare at you?"

Cong Rong: "..."

He saw it!No need to remind him!

A slender white figure rushed into everyone's field of vision against the wind, his eyes were as deep as a pool of ink, his sharp-edged face was stern and elegant, coupled with his expressionless face, everyone present felt that this person was difficult to get close to.

Many people looked at Bai Yuan in a daze, the pot thrower was the first to recover, and said, "Your Excellency, do you want to challenge me?"

Bai Yuan lowered his head, not knowing where to look, and didn't make a sound.Seeing this, Cong Rong who was below hurriedly interjected, "That's right."

"Then please." The pot thrower humbly made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile, "the rules remain as usual."

Bai Yuan didn't want to look at that person from the beginning to the end, bent down and held a bundle of arrows, and said coldly: "Please first."

The pot-thrower cupped his fists and raised his chest and said, "Then I'll show my shame."

From his point of view, this person came up from the stage in the same direction as the previous person, so the two should be acquainted, but the young man in blue just now is a beginner at all, even the most basic I haven't even grasped the essentials, presumably this person is not the same as him, it is an outsider who wants to try something new.

If it is perfect, it is really too harsh, and it may cause other people to lose confidence and not want to try.So this time, he was the same as when he compared with Qu Ling, nine of the ten arrows hit, and only one was deliberately thrown wrong, and fell to the side alone.

Qu Ling applauded in amazement: "Sure enough, he's still amazing! Mr. Bai..."

Cong Rong folded his arms confidently, with an appearance of winning, he interrupted: "He deliberately let the water go, this person will suffer a lot."

Of course Bai Yuan saw that this person intended to release water, so he didn't make any comments on it, just picked up the arrow and threw it forward without much thought or hesitation.

One in!

The people around applauded loudly, and the compliments rose and fell all around. The corner of the pot thrower's mouth slightly raised, nodded and said: "Congratulations, Your Excellency, for hitting the first arrow."

Bai Yuan turned a deaf ear and continued to throw the second arrow with a straight face.

No. [-] middle school!

The pot-thrower didn't mind, and continued to nod in praise: "Congratulations, Your Excellency, for hitting the second arrow."

Still without saying a word, Bai Yuan threw the third and fourth arrows.

III!Fourth!

The face of the person throwing the pot was slightly troubled, and his voice became softer and softer: "Congratulations, Your Excellency, you won the prize..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yuan threw out the fifth and sixth arrows one after another.

Five!Sixth!

The pot thrower murmured, "Congratulations..."

Seventh!Eighth!

Pot thrower: "Gong..."

When he was about to throw the tenth arrow, the pot-thrower had already froze on the spot speechless, cold sweat was dripping down his chin unstoppably, and the smile on his face was almost unstoppable.

However, not only him, but the surrounding onlookers were all dumbfounded and speechless.

Looking around, among dozens of people, only Cong Rong seemed to be standing there with his arms folded with a normal face.

Ten!

Along with the sound of the tenth arrow falling into the pot, the thrower bent his knees, knelt down and made a "dong" sound, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "I lost."

Cong Rong watched from the sidelines, wishing he could rush up and point at this person and laugh at him unscrupulously.

Tell you to release the water, let it go!

After the pot thrower knelt for a while, he looked up at Bai Yuan with tears in his eyes and said, "As for the gold, I... I'll sell my house for you tomorrow!"

Cong Rong: "..."

Qu Ling: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Bai Yuan looked down at him, and said flatly, "No need."

"No, the real man is absolutely true." The pot-thrower clearly had the expression of wanting to cry, but he still said stubbornly, "I must keep my promise, otherwise I won't be able to get along in the future!"

Bai Yuan didn't want to talk too much with him, so he said again: "No need." Then he turned around and left.

After arriving in front of Cong Rong Quling, he took the two of them away from the crowd with one hand in each hand, leaving only the pot thrower kneeling on the ground.

I saw the man in the distance raised his arms, reluctantly said to Bai Yuan's back: "My lord, what's your name, where do you live, how can I give you the money tomorrow..."

When they reached a place where there was little traffic, Bai Yuan put the two of them down.

Cong Rong was no stranger to carrying him.After his heels landed, he asked, "What's the matter, why are you unhappy?"

Bai Yuan said: "No."

Cong Rong put his hands on the back of his head, raised his head slightly and said, "I don't believe it."

Qu Ling put on an expression filled with the word "worship" and said, "Master Bai, you are so good at throwing pots, have you practiced it before?"

Bai Yuan said coldly: "It's not worth mentioning."

"Then can you teach me..." Before Qu Ling finished speaking, Bai Yuan had already turned around to leave the two of them behind, and walked away alone without looking back.

Cong Rong said: "Wait for me!"

He dragged the bewildered Qu Ling and hurriedly followed, and got close to Bai Yuan's back.After following for a while, he couldn't help raising his eyes to glance at the back of the person in front of him.

After watching him in silence for a while, Cong Rongwu came to a conclusion in his mind: Bai Yuan...he doesn't like throwing pots!

For the rest of the time, the three found a teahouse to sit down and rest for a while, and after listening to a few poems, the day passed in a muddle.

The next day was the day for the Phoenix Burning.The three of them went out early in the morning. Before the sun rose in the early morning, people kept coming out of the streets and alleys, and they all gathered in one place: Lihuotai.

The women who were used for the sacrifice were not allowed to go out one month before the official start, and they could only come out to see the sun on the day of the burning.

And although their parents understand the importance of the burning of the phoenix, and take it as a glory, but after all, they are daughters who have been raised for more than ten years. At that time, everyone was dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, and they all looked like ladies from rich families. It was impossible to tell that there were actually many commoner women among them.

All these women were weeping and weeping along the way, and the pear blossoms were raining.When they waited quietly on the Lihuo platform, some people couldn't help crying.

At this moment, the audience was already full of people, rubbing shoulders and backs.And Cong Rong, Bai Yuan, and Qu Ling were standing around the front of the fire platform. This position was the closest and they could see the clearest. I don't know how they squeezed in.

Qu Ling saw that there was already a woman on the stage who was crying so hard, he said, "What should I do, when will I save her?"

Cong Rong said: "Did I say that I want to save people, just wait and see what happens."

He looked at the entire Lihuo platform, and found that there was a golden statue standing above it, which was no different from a phoenix in terms of shape and posture.While his eyes were chaotically sweeping, he suddenly stopped, and saw a thin figure in an empty corner under the Lihuo platform.

With a graceful figure and dressed in white, she was the dumb girl who threw herself on him yesterday.

Cong Rong frowned and stared at her for a while, and found that she was staring intently at the group of women on the stage, her expression was calm and at ease, completely free of yesterday's madness.Besides, in her expression, Cong Rong seemed to see a little reluctance and nostalgia expressed in it.

This is not the look that a lunatic would show!

Cong Rong waved his hand, signaling Bai Yuan to approach him, Bai Yuan glanced at him, and lowered his head halfway as he did.

He whispered next to Bai Yuan's ear: "What happens on the stage later, don't let that woman do bad things."

Bai Yuan gave a soft "um", straightened up again and looked forward indifferently.

Qu Ling watched the behavior of the two, and said, "What are you talking about?"

What strange things should be said quietly.

Cong Rong said with a sneer: "If something happens on the stage, I'll trouble you to avoid it."

Qu Ling wondered, "Why?"

Cong Rong said: "Because for this sacrifice, bloodshed is inevitable."