Tang Xuan

In the evening two days later, the two finally climbed to the summit.But seeing the hanging on all sides, the crown of Jingyun.Looking down, the mountain body is hidden between the clouds and mist, but it is only vaguely discernible.

"The three peaks are standing like they are about to be destroyed, and the green cliffs and dan valleys are opened high. The white emperor's gold is used to transport the vitality, and the stone is the lotus and the cloud is the platform."

Even if Lang Huai spent most of his life reading military books, he could not help but recite the poems of Li Bai, the great poet of the former dynasty, in order to briefly describe his mood at the moment.

The setting sun ignited its final brilliance, and slowly set to the west, passing the two of them like flames, Mingda's face was half admiring and half confused, Lang Huai looked at her, from pity to heartache, he felt uneasy The idea of ​​staying away from the world, I don't want to go back to Chang'an.

It was dark on Yuntai Peak, the two of them could hear their breathing, but they were both silent.After a long time, the moon was rising in the east, and under the cold light, Lang Huai realized that Ming Da shrugged his shoulders slightly.She hurriedly untied the burden on her body and settled down on the edge of the cliff.

In the past two days, Mingda learned how to make a fire. Holding the Chun Jun sword, she fiddled with the newly lit fire. The crackling sound was mixed with the sound of firefox, which didn't bother her for any reason.

"Are you tired?" After two or three days, although Lang Huai knew that her breathing was even and stable, and there was no sign of illness, he still asked worriedly.

Mingda shook his head, and saw that Lang Huai had already paved the floor, with a thick wolfskin mattress as the bottom, and covered it with the bearskin cloak obtained from hunting bears in that winter, snow is also fine.She looked at the edge of the cloud platform and said, "Aren't you afraid of falling?"

Lang Huai shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid." She thought to herself that she woke up startled from sleep at night, and would wake up immediately at the slightest disturbance, how could she not know how to turn over?What's more, for the past two days, Mingda slept soundly and peacefully at night, and he wakes up no matter what he fell asleep, so there is no need to be afraid at all.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, Firefox has not wandered around today, and played around for a while, lying obediently beside the two of them, no longer running around.After heating the dry cakes and boiling water, before eating much, the weather suddenly turned cold, and after just a cup of tea, snowflakes started to fall.

As the snow falls under the moon, Firefox shakes its nose and gets excited again and again.Lang Huai looked at the snow, frowned and said, "I'm afraid it will be the next night."

"Then let's enjoy the moon and snow, why not?" Mingda tilted his head and said, "I remember you brought a jug of wine!"

Lang Huai laughed, took out a gourd, and said: "Western Region Cold Soul Burn, drinking it in this weather is the most enjoyable!"

There was no wine glass, so the two took out the jar of porridge they used to cook, set it on the fire to warm the wine, and shared the drink with a large spoon.Not long after, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, and the surroundings gradually became white.The two pulled over the bearskin cloak, wrapped the back side inwards around their bodies, and sat with their knees facing each other.Fortunately, the cloak was wide enough to cover them.

The Firefox is not afraid of the cold, when Lang Huai was drinking, it leaned over and sniffed it, the boy Lang Huai suddenly regained his composure, poured the warm wine into his palm, and fed it a mouthful, the Firefox sneezed loudly, rolled his eyes, He was so drunk.

Ming Dalang looked across, a burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the top of Yuntai Peak, causing the surrounding creatures to look over curiously, but they didn't know that the laughter was caused by their own kind.

"It's really strong wine." Mingda only drank a spoonful, and his whole body felt as if thrown into a stove, warm and uncomfortable.Lang Huai said with a smile: "I didn't know how to drink at first, but the days are getting colder and colder. I know in my heart that if I don't drink, not only will I be exposed, I'm afraid I will freeze to death."

"Then what do you do?" Mingda blushed quickly on his face, his eyes were as bright as water, he looked at the people around him without blinking, listening to her tone of voice after letting go, it was the unique gentleness of a woman.

"Drink it." Lang Huai sighed in admiration, and said, "One tael today, two taels tomorrow, half a month and half a catty, gradually, I don't know how much I can drink." People who are afraid of the high cold on the top of the mountain will not be able to bear it, so it seems wise to take it.

The gourd was huge, and Lang Huai heated up a can, and the inside dangled, obviously still rich.The wine in the jar gradually steamed and steamed, but Lang Huai didn't add any more, but put away the gourd.

"But I've seen you drunk!" Mingda raised his face and didn't pretend to ask for a drink, but he was still half drunk.

Lang Huai couldn't bear it for a while, pinched the tip of her delicate nose, and replied: "Yes, you have seen it." He never thought that Ming Da would bite her finger, first forcefully, then loosen his teeth, and only pressed his lips against her.

Lang Huai's heart was beating wildly, a hundred kinds of emotions surged up, suddenly his hands became stronger, but Mingda's forehead fell down, the cloak spread out, and the cold air suddenly emerged.

Lang Huai hurriedly stretched out his hand to copy it, and surrounded the cloak again.She looked at her son who was quietly leaning against her arms at this moment, she pressed her lips and fell into a deep sleep, she was afraid that she would definitely not remember what happened to him when she woke up.

If what happened that day can be forgotten with a pot of wine, no matter what kind of fairy wine, Lang Huai is willing to go through fire and water to get it for her.However, all she can do is to accompany her like a log, apart from the words "Don't be afraid", she doesn't even know what to say to comfort her.

Lang Yu was dead, and she was even submerged in the water forever and could not be reborn forever.But whenever he thinks of this matter, and thinks of Mingda's calm face now, but uneasy like a deer being chased by a hunter, Lang Huai has nothing but remorse.

I hate myself for being merciful to Lang Yu's subordinates, so I left this scourge.I also hate myself for being involved in the matter of seizing the heir, otherwise how could Li Qian win her over?

The heart that was once extremely firm in the Ci'en Temple has not changed now.But another idea was born quietly, taking root and sprouting from the cold in this snowy night.

Sitting and watching the snow on Yuntai, I am indifferent to the chaos in Chang'an.

When Chaoyang was born, Lang Huai squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.She was still in the same posture as last night, with Mingda in her arms.

The bonfire had been extinguished long ago, leaving only a pile of black ash.The several inches of snow on the ground has not waited to stay for a long time, but it is reflected by the sun and gradually begins to melt.

"It's dawn." Mingda was stabbed by the sun and woke up.Lang Huai stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, but didn't speak.

The rising sun soon crossed the mountain, and the sky and the earth were bright.Lang Huai's gaze followed it all the way eastward, his mind always on Mingda in his arms.

She is her only sun.

After the snow and the clear sky, the two stayed on the peak for half a day, and after soaking the blankets in the sun, they found their way again and headed west.

The North Peak below is already sunset.Firefox got the permission, like a sharp arrow piercing into the forest, Lang Huai has not yet opened, it has a pheasant in its mouth, and it does not know how to hunt it.

Lang Huai found a spring, killed a chicken, picked its internal organs without plucking the feathers, wrapped it in mud, threw it into the fire, and went to take care of the others.Mingda became curious, fixed his eyes on the lump of mud in the fire, and said, "Brother Huai, what is this for?"

Lang Huai smiled and said nothing, pretending to be closed.The forest is damp and cold, and it is really impossible to sleep on the ground. She is peeling the bark of Chunjun to make vines.

Finding two pine trees with a good distance, Lang Huai tied a hammock on it, jumped up and tried it, jumped down again, and nodded with satisfaction.

Mingda's eyes lit up, and he said, "Can I still sleep like this?"

Lang Huai sat down in front of the fire, took out the lump of mud with his sword, and said, "Sprinkle some sulfur later, it will be fine."

Break the dried mud with the hilt of the sword, and the chicken feathers inside will fall off naturally.The aroma was overflowing, and Mingda couldn't help moving his index finger. Even Firefox, who was full just now, stood up and drooled.

Lang Huai tore off a piece of meat, brought it to Mingda's lips, and said, "Be careful of burning your mouth."

The meat is fresh and tender, without the slightest smoke and fire in the world, only sweet and elegant, but with endless aftertaste.Mingda said vaguely, "It's... really delicious!"

Lang Huai smiled, cut off his butt and cooled it to feed it to Firefox, shared the chicken with Mingda, and then nestled in the hammock together, watching the stars for a while.When Mingda fell asleep, she closed her eyes and slept lightly until dawn.

Mingda's smile gradually spread, and gradually he took on the lively and charming appearance in the past.Lang Huai was overjoyed, and slowed down even more, as if the chaos in Beijing had nothing to do with her.

Huashan is extremely dangerous. Every time the two of them climbed a dangerous obstacle, they both felt proud. They only thought that one day they would walk across the five peaks and experience the feeling of being the top of the mountain and seeing all the small mountains at a glance.As for the gradually increasing bruises on his body, it was unavoidable.Fortunately, Lang Huai brought medicated oil and handed it to Mingda before going to bed, and asked her to apply it on her own, so that this spoiled girl can support her family until now.

On this day, the two finally set foot on Quling. The cliff was on the left, hidden in the clouds and mist, and the ridge stretched out, only a few feet away.There is no more stone steps here, the mountain is heavy with dew, and the road is very slippery.

Lang Huai didn't dare to be careless, tied the ropes around each other's waists, looked at the distant front, took a deep breath, and said: "It is said in the book that the front is where the lotus is. Let's be careful, we should be able to see it in front of us." Arrive before sunset."

Mingda restrained his expression, pulled the rope around his waist, and said, "Brother Huai, be careful." Firefox squatted at its feet, also cautiously, not daring to go crazy.

The left hand subconsciously touched Chunjun's scabbard, and there was a Tibetan spring bound behind her back. This weapon, which was the most handy during the expedition to the west, gave her infinite pride and courage.Lang Huai raised his right foot and took the first step.

It was a foggy day and there was no guidance, Lang Huai was afraid that he would go in the wrong direction and the two of them would fall into the mist.However, the noon sun did not let the dense fog disperse a little. Lang Huai remembered that it was the end of September, late autumn, and there was still a little warmth in Chang'an city, and it was already snowing here every night.

After walking a hundred steps, Lang Huai was already soaked in sweat.She stopped, turned around and said, "How?"

With her exploring the way ahead, Mingda was not as tired as she was, but he was also quite frightened, his face turned pale.She wanted Lang Huai to feel relieved, and said: "It's okay, but let's rest, the fog is so thick, I don't know how long it will clear."

The two stood in place to rest for a cup of tea before starting again.Only a ridge under the feet is clear, and it is hard to see what is going on on both sides.Even Firefox stopped running, and Lang Huai knew that the road ahead was difficult and dangerous.This time, Firefox was in front, wagging its big tail, and was always three steps ahead of Lang Huai, saving her a lot of effort.

After walking for a long time, Firefox finally stamped his feet, turned around and lay down on the ground, panting, his mouth and nose were filled with white gas.Lang Huai was also very tired, grabbed the rope around his waist and said, "Come on slowly, we have to eat."

Mingda responded abruptly, raised his feet and walked forward.She relaxed her mind, she was full of plans to finally eat and rest, and if she persisted for a while, she might reach her destination, she couldn't help but curled up her lips with a bright smile.

Lang Huai saw it, smiled too, and reached out to her.When Mingda was happy, he completely forgot that he was on the Huashan ridge, and wanted to jump over to pull Lang Huai's hand.

Her foot slipped, and she fell from the left side before she could utter an exclamation.

The hands of the two were only an inch apart, but in the end they missed each other by a tiny bit and never clenched.