Peach Blossom Dream

A fat man passed by, seemingly unintentionally or intentionally, said: "Some people are like sugar figures, although they look sweet, you have to be careful."

When Uncle Feng heard it, he looked at Zuo Qingyue and felt that there was something in this person's words.

Zuo Qingyue turned her head and said: "My friend, this is a sugar figurine shop, not a lantern riddle shop. If you have something to say, why don't you just say it?"

The fat man smiled, as if he didn't want to reveal his identity, he turned around and reminded a girl who almost rubbed the sugar figurine against the collar of someone else: "Be careful of the people around you."

The girl was reminded, and quickly raised the sugar figurine in her hand, saying: "Thank you."

"Pay attention to the people around you?" Zuo Qingyue seemed to remind herself intentionally when she heard his words, she folded her hands, "Boss uncle, do you think he said this to me?"

"I don't know." Shu Jifeng was more puzzled than him: Isn't the one standing beside Zuo Qingyue himself?Is the fat man telling Zuo Qingyue to be careful about herself?

The two wanted to ask again, but the fat man had already disappeared into the crowd.

But after such an incident, Shu Jifeng began to automatically bring himself into the "people around him", thinking about what harm he would do to Zuo Qingyue, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Zuo Qingyue would develop a suspicion against him from now on. , dare not say more.

"Let's go." Zuo Qingyue handed the butterfly to Shu Jifeng.

It's a pity that just after walking not far, Shu Jifeng hadn't finished eating the candy figurines in his hands, when he saw a strong man in coir raincoat and bamboo hat standing in the middle of the road, blocking their way.

"Zuo Qingyue, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Zuo Qingyue didn't understand what was going on at all, and asked tentatively: "Hero, do you know me?"

"Fuck! Even if you turn into ashes, I will still recognize you!"

Seeing that this person is not a professional killer who has no nonsense before, my uncle thought that he was tasked to pick off Zuo Qingyue's head like Big Brother Hei, so he asked, "Did you receive the task from Hua Laogou? There are so many people here, do you want to change places?"

The strong man in coir raincoat directly ignored him, looked directly at Zuo Qingyue and said, "Your surname is Zuo, you killed my master two years ago, don't say you don't remember!"

Zuo Qingyue is very sincere: "I really... have no such impression. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The burly man in coir raincoat said fiercely: "With your face, even if I misjudge all the people in the world, I won't misjudge you!"

"Do you mean I'm good-looking? Thank you for the compliment." Zuo Qingyue saluted decently.

The strong man in coir raincoats ran out of patience, and directly slashed at him with a sickle: "Zuo Qingyue, kill for life!"

Uncle Jifeng looked around at the crowd watching the excitement and the shops lined with all kinds of delicacies on both sides, and suggested: "Aren't you really going to change places? Let's change to another one! You will lose money if you knock down the shop..."

"Shut up!" The burly man in coir raincoat took off the hat on his head and flew towards Shu Jifeng, "The one named Zuo won't even spare my seriously ill master, what right do I have to ask me to take care of others!"

Uncle Jifeng caught the menacing bamboo hat with his fan, smelled a tangy smell of sweat instantly, and persuaded him: "Brother, it's hot in summer, don't always wear bamboo hats and coir raincoats, it's easy to get prickly heat and lice."

"Hahahaha" Zuo Qingyue was amused by these words, almost distracted.

The strong man in coir raincoat became angry, he punched with his left hand and scytheed with his right, attacking Zuo Qingyue without gaps.Zuo Qingyue advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, dodging left and right, avoiding every move precisely.

Uncle Feng retreated to one side, and saw that this strong man in coir raincoat was not bad at skills, at least much better than the previous batch of people who came to pick Zuo Qingyue's head.Although she couldn't beat Zuo Qingyue, Zuo Qingyue couldn't easily take advantage of him.

The strong man in coir raincoat saw that Zuo Qingyue only retreated but did not fight back, and cursed: "If you have the ability, let me do something!"

"It's not incompetent. My friend, didn't you say that I killed your master? Then I can't kill you again."

"Don't be hypocritical here!"

"It's not hypocrisy, I'm remembering. Dare I ask who is the sacred master?"

The strong man in coir raincoat hooked his sickle back, brushed Zuo Qingyue's waist, and then elbowed again, angrily said: "What is holy? It's just an old man whose head was twisted by you when you slaughtered the village!"

"What did you say, Tucun?"

"Surnamed Zuo, you really have no conscience, you have completely forgotten about such things?!"

The strong man in coir raincoat was holding a sickle in his hand and slashed at the center, Zuo Qingyue hurriedly took a big step back, his right foot was almost chopped off.

One move didn't work, another move was made again, the strong man in coir raincoat made a powerful move, Zuo Qingyue's retreat was also very neat and neat, the onlookers watched their wonderful advance and retreat, and couldn't help applauding.

In the midst of a fierce battle, the strong man in coir raincoat suddenly took off the sickle from his hand and flew out defenselessly, leaving only a wooden handle in his hand.

The scythe flew out with the wind, and it was about to dig into the stomach of a crowd of onlookers. The crowd of onlookers was so frightened that their eyes crossed, and they forgot to move. In the end, their legs gave way and passed out.

Fortunately, my uncle threw out the fan in time and cut off the sickle before hurting anyone.

"Who is this, don't you have the money to buy a good sickle for killing people?"

"If you look ugly and don't have money, you can't be a good person at first sight!"

"Thanks to the fan guy!"

After such a commotion, the strong man in coir raincoat couldn't hold back his face, and he didn't pick up the sickle, he just turned around and left without saying a word.

Uncle Feng closed his fan and was about to lift his legs to go back. Seeing Zuo Qingyue standing still, he stepped forward and asked, "Let's go?"

Zuo Qingyue was absent-minded, and mechanically took steps to follow him.After a long time, he asked aloud, "Boss uncle, did that doctor Huang with the white beard say something a few days ago?"

"What?"

"He said that I can't control myself occasionally, and I may forget all about it when I wake up. Tell me, have I really slaughtered the village?"

Uncle Feng was startled, knowing that he began to doubt whether the words of the strong man in coir raincoat were true, so he could only comfort him: "Huo Yu, isn't he always by your side? He also said that you are not mad. "

Zuo Qingyue was noncommittal.

22. The dream reappears

In the past few days, Zuo Qingyue didn't have any new clues, and she stayed in the room dully. Uncle Feng knew that he was beginning to doubt the authenticity of Tu Cun and wanted to comfort him, but felt that it was inconvenient for him to be a suspicious person around him at this time. He went to talk, and ran to find his master when he had nothing to do.

Recently, Dongfeng Sanren followed the villagers to polish mirrors every day, and just happened to be free, and heard that a nearby village held an iron flower show, so he took Shu Jifeng to join in the fun.

Uncle Feng has never seen such a bustling folk handicraft in his two lifetimes, so he looks forward to it.

After dinner, Shu Jifeng urged Master to leave. When the two arrived, the color of the sunset was about to fade, and the venue was already full of people.Some are in groups of three or four, and some are with their families. They all stand outside looking forward to it, and it is very lively.

Uncle Fengzheng wanted to squeeze a way out of the crowd for Master to stand in front, Dongfeng Sanren waved his hand: "Your Master and I have a lot of face, but someone invited you."

Looking in the direction Dongfeng Sanren pointed, Shu Jifeng found an empty pavilion on the stand, and it seemed that the word "wind" was vaguely written on it.

"Master is Master!" Uncle Jifeng gave a thumbs up, "Who in the world doesn't know Dongfeng?"

Dongfeng Sanren smiled heartily, and waved his hand: "Let you, little bastard, borrow the power of Dongfeng today!"

"Little bastard, thank you Master!" Shu Jifeng was rarely mischievous in front of his master.

Dongfeng Sanren patted his head and walked towards the gazebo, Shu Jifeng hurriedly followed.

The stands are really different from ordinary viewing places. They can not only keep in view all the hustle and bustle, but also have an exclusive corner, which almost meets all his requirements.

A moment after sitting down, the sky was completely dark, and the night sky was full of stars.Suddenly, a group of small flames suddenly appeared in the night sky, and then countless flames lit up one after another, taking away the light of all the stars in the sky.

"Wow!" the crowd exclaimed.

Tiehua one after another, forming a spectacular galaxy.After an instant of blooming, the boundless fireworks fell to the ground and disappeared.Just as Uncle Feng was about to regret, the more spectacular and grand iron flower instantly lit up half of the night sky, and with the roar of people, the lively atmosphere reached its peak.

"Oh my god, it's so shocking, look at it, Master!"

Uncle turned his head to share the amazement with Master, but when he looked sideways, he found that the seat of Dongfeng Sanren was empty.

"Master?"

Uncle's heart sank, he hurriedly stood up, looking back and forth among the crowd.However, the light of the sparks flickered and went out, the other gazebos were in order, and there were so many people under the stands, Shu Jifeng couldn't find Dongfeng Sanren at all.

An ominous premonition suddenly spread, Uncle Jifeng stumbled off the stands and looked around blankly in the crowd.

After past and present lives, the familiar feeling of fear returned, and my uncle could hardly cry out since his hands and feet were cold.

He will always remember that he was lost with his parents at the extremely lively Lantern Festival in the past. When he cried and found it, a nightmare scene appeared in front of him—the mansion was full of soldiers, and his parents were covered in blood. , Since then his fate has been completely changed.

Fear grew with his age, and the nightmare images not only did not become blurred, but became clearer and clearer.At this moment, the sound of the armor seemed to appear again, and Uncle Feng's ears were buzzing. Looking at the smiling faces flickering in front of him, he looked around more and more desperately.

"Master..." Suddenly, Shu Jifeng became the panicked child in his previous life, looking for his only relative in the crowd.

He was afraid of not finding it, and also afraid of seeing a more terrifying scene after finding it.

"Boss Uncle? Uncle Jifeng?"

Uncle was in a trance when he heard someone calling him, so he looked up to see what was on the other side.