Yu Juntong

It is said that the day will leave, and the valley is doomed to be lonely. If you say you want to leave, you don't just leave with a burden.In the past few days, Wuyou and Wutong found some wood, trimmed and nailed the doors and windows, and took in all the objects placed outside. They went to the house to check the roof tiles and repair the walls.By the time the tidying up was over, it was already the end of summer, and there were no good horses, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

"Young master forgot, we still have silver taels!" Seeing his youthful look, Wu Tong had no choice but to remind him that there are still things left by the two fathers so that they can go down the mountain to buy two horses, and eat some by the way. OK!

Thinking about it, Wuyou ran out, he even forgot about the money, found the clay pot, hugged the small cloth bag, and smiled contentedly, "Wutong, do you think this money can buy a lot of food? "

"Young master, can you think of something else? The money is only enough to buy horses."

"Tsk, the big daddy is really unreliable, so I kept a little bit, alas!" This person is still not satisfied, so he should let the two daddies keep nothing, so that the young master can know the dangers of the world.

Picking a sunny day, Wuyou and Wutong set out on the road with their bronze swords in their hands.The dark green on the mountain is still there, and the mountain wind blows, swaying and sending the fragrance of flowers in the distance to the nose. I don’t know where the beautiful blooms are, and they are waiting for Wuyou to enjoy them.Passing through little Pearl's house, the house with thatched cottage and wooden pillars, the unpopular house is dilapidated.The scene of little Pearl sitting on the pillar swinging her legs is still in Wuyou's mind, since she said that she would go to see her when she finished her studies, Wuyou took this time to visit this tyrannical savage girl.

"Master misses her?"

"Guess." Wuyou's thoughts were caught by him at once, but how could he easily see this, he stepped up and ran forward, "Catch up with me!"

Today, Wuyou wore a blue and white shirt of Master's father, with a jade belt around his waist, and his hair was long again, let the wind curl up a few strands of hair, the sleeves fluttered, not like ordinary dust.It's just that the fabric is a bit old after a long time. Wutong knows that people are all snobbish people, and his beloved young master will definitely be wronged when he goes out this time. The sword seems to be heavier than before, maybe my heart is sinking!

Wuyou ran for a long time, looked back, Wutong was still walking forward slowly, pouted and put the bronze sword on the ground with one hand, with green grass in his mouth, waiting slowly.

The juice of grass leaves in late summer is not fat anymore, and it is very strange to put it in the mouth.Smack your lips and swallow all the bitterness into your stomach. After a while, Leng Qiu will attack this place. When the autumn frost shatters the last leaf, this place will fall into dead silence, a world of ice and snow, no connection with the world.

"Wu Tong, you are too slow!" When Wu Tong's figure finally appeared, Wuyou couldn't help ridiculing him. If Wu Tong was wearing a dark purple robe, his hair was neatly combed, and his two sword eyebrows entered his eyes slowly. A little heroic, his eyebrows and eyes are not as big as they seem, but slender and long, shrinking into the torch.Tall and handsome, a head taller than Wuyou, more like a young master than the young master in green shirt.

"Wutong?" This Wutong walked over to Wuyou without saying a word, his expression didn't change, which made Wuyou angry, and he raised his tone and called him, "Wutong, are you deaf?"

"Young Master, you will be in the town before dark, do you still want to stand there?" Wu Tong warned Wuyou, if he delays any longer, he really won't be able to go to the town before dark.Who would have thought that Wuyou really got angry and stood where he was, and really stopped moving, Wutong had no choice but to stop, hooked the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and coaxed him softly: "Master, come here!"

Wuyou snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, really like a young master, stepped on big steps, approached Wutong, put his hand in Wutong's, and arrogantly ordered Wutong: "Let's go!"

"It's the young master!"

Indus smiled, looking at Wuyou with a doting expression, his eyes were like two whirlpools, there were many secrets hidden in the huge black hole, but Wuyou was the only one he wanted to suck into his heart, nourish and protect with his heart and soul. with.

"Master, let's see who has the best lightness kung fu, dare you?"

"Nonsense, this young master can lose to you!" Wuyou poked his neck and looked at Wutong triumphantly, facing the light a little dazzling, before he could react, Wutong had already let go of his hand and ran out!Wuyou cursed secretly, and followed.

Two disharmonious figures shuttle in this landscape painting, like two fish swimming in the water.Startled a group of birds, flew away in a panic, and even the whole forest became active, and after the noise, it became endlessly quiet and silent.

Speaking of which, the two boys have finally achieved something after studying for these years. Naturally, these roads on the mountain are no problem, and the green mountains and green waters are all left behind, and they will never return!

After noon, the bottom of the mountain was very roasted, even more so than the top of the mountain.The thickets of wild grass are stronger than those on the mountain, but it is baked by the scorching sun all day long and exudes a faint smell of wild grass. This smell is a bit like a quilt that has been in the sun for a day, and it is warm and indescribable.

There is an orchard on the side of the road. Late-ripening nectarines and garnets as big as pearls are hanging on the most obvious positions on the branches to greet Wuyou.Wuyou looked at their appearance, they were still holding back their greed, lifted up their green shirts, and were about to step up the tree, but they were embraced by Wutong's arms.Wuyou didn't understand at all, and was about to scold the sycamore tree angrily, but the sycamore tree jumped up by itself, holding the trunk with one hand, and stood firmly on the blue-gray branch.

Wuyou under the tree was still happily waiting for the phoenix tree to be plucked for him, his eyes glistened, but who knew that phoenix tree directly put the plucked fruit into his mouth, took a bite, and chewed carefully.Wuyou's face darkened suddenly, his cheeks were bulging like a frog, but Wutong on the tree dropped the nectarine in his hand, frowned and said to Wuyou, "This fruit is sour, don't eat it!"

The angry words came to his lips, and he continued to swallow, Wuyou knew that he was narrow-minded. After reading poems and books for nothing, he was so impatient, he felt embarrassed, left the parasol tree and walked forward angrily, "Let's go!"

Wutong stopped on the tree, pursed her thin lips, smiled softly, and jumped down.

It is the first time to go down the mountain, the mountain road has tens of thousands of branch lines, winding thousands of miles away, even if the two figures of blue and purple are carrying their own thoughts, they will not steal the color of the rivers and lakes.Even though Wutong is mature, he is still entering the world for the first time. Fenghuang, who is trapped in a birdcage, can't break free. Even if they are cruel, they are the most kind-hearted people in the world!

"Indus, I'm hungry!" Seeing that the sun was about to set, Wuyou had already eaten all the dried meat in the bag, and he couldn't find a place to stay. Wuyou was really going hungry.Rubbing his belly with both hands, drooping his head, he walked slowly on the loess, blinked his eyes at Wutong, and emphasized, "I'm really hungry!"

Wutong didn't like him, he clearly ate all the jerky and was still yelling hungry, his bronze sword was still in Wutong's hand, I don't know if he was really hungry or just hungry, "Good young master , there is a town in front of you, be good!"

"Okay!" Wuyou sighed, the green shirt Bala was wearing was not his clothes in the first place, because it was too long and dragged on the ground, after walking all the way, the clothes behind were dirty, and the threads began to loosen , inevitably a little sloppy.When he arrived in the town, Wuyou wanted to make the most beautiful green gauze dress, his father Baili liked to wear that kind of dress the most, with a sachet of white jade hanging on his waist, a gentleman as gentle as jade.

The field at the foot of the mountain is open, the rice is growing vigorously, and the heavy ears of rice are golden yellow, stretching across the field, and the fragrance of rice attracts the birds in the sky to linger in the golden waves.There are small yellow flowers blooming on the ridge of the field, one cluster after another, like yellow brocade falling on the ridge of the field, worry-free being distracted by these things, and not crying hungry.

"Young master, look!"

With a sound of Wutong, Wuyou raised his head and looked over. In the forest, the woman was flying like a cloud, with two or three emerald jade hairpins, drooping red tourmaline gemstones, and a pink shirt mopping the floor. She was holding a pipa in her arms. Scattered quietly.Wuyou is good at understanding the rhythm, and when she meets a bosom friend, she walks up in a hurry. The woman noticed it, and raised her head to look at Wuyou, with bright eyes, bright teeth, red lips, and a slight smile, like a rose blossoming.

"Young master, can you understand the melody?" The woman's voice was gentle, like a trickle of water, surrounding Wuyou's body. Wuyou had never seen a woman other than his own mother, she nodded shyly, and obediently stood aside waiting for her to finish playing. .

The strings of the pipa express thoughts, and the sounds are connected, just like white beads falling on a jade plate, expressing feelings.Wuyou was fascinated by listening, only heard the sound of the pipa, and heard the heartbroken sound of broken strings, the woman had already stopped her technique, she smiled and looked at Wuyou.

"Why doesn't sister play anymore?" Wuyou was puzzled, he was fascinated by listening, and he was in the dream of spring, when he stopped the pipa, the beautiful scenery around him disappeared!

Hearing what he said, the woman covered her face and laughed, and with a jingle of laughter, she answered him softly: "The laughing mother of the slave family is the fiancée wife of the Chen family. She just played it when she saw that the young master is a person with good temperament. This song is about to get dark, so people will inevitably laugh at it! Don't blame the two young masters!"

"How could it be, ma'am, don't blame our young master!" Wu Tong stepped forward to salute, respectfully, and protected Wuyou behind him, "I don't know if there is food at Madam's house. My young master was hungry all the way, and he couldn't bear it." Living!"

"Hehe!" Xiaoniang looked at Wuyou and continued to laugh, and the laughter became wider, then stood up with her pipa in her arms, and called Wuyou and Wutong to follow her, "The husband of the slave family is away, and I don't want to invite those gossips. Guarding the gate of the servant's house outside, I can give the two young boys some food in return!" After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the two with a smile, Wuyou had no choice but to agree, and Xiaoniang laughed even harder, swaying The figure, walking in front of the two, deep in the woods, is her residence!

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This chapter is a lot late