At first listen, it sounds like a beautiful woman confiding her feelings to others.
But if you listen carefully, you will find that there are bursts of joy in it.
This sound comes and goes as the bamboo forest ripples.
If you look up at the sky, you will find a bright moon jumping out of the clouds.
The bright white moonlight pours down.
It just illuminated the room with a pure white fluorescence.
At this moment, the door was opened.
Fujiwara Shoko's face was blushing with envy. She was about to leave, but just as she was about to close the door, a tender white slender hand stretched out and grabbed Fujiwara Shoko's wrist.
Before Akiko Fujiwara could react, she was pulled in.
Pan Jinlian's soft, gentle voice came from inside the room.
"Good sister, come here quickly, I can't hold it anymore..."
"Guardian, please be gentle. Judging from the look of my sister, this must be her first time..."
A soft cry dissipated in the wind.
Although the voices have dispersed, there are infinite feelings gathering together.
The light in the room is still on, and if you look through the window covered with yellowed paper, you can vaguely see two people entangled with each other.
Or they sit together, holding their hands on their shoulders, thinking about going up and down again.
Or they are moving forward and backward, as if they are looking for something on the ground, one in front of the other and the other in back, wanting to stop but restless.
"call--"
The naughty wind penetrated the windows and extinguished the oil lamps.
It was dark inside the house.
The shadow disappeared, but the sound became louder and louder.
It's like a baby's cry, loud and clear with a hint of confusion, but more of it is joy...
I don't know how long it took.
The bright moon in the sky floats from east to west.
Even the pitch-black sky released a little bit of fish belly white.
At this time, the window was opened. Pan Jinlian was wearing a skirt, with sweat on her forehead, her eyes lit up, and her mouth had a coquettish expression.
But at this time, Fujiwara Shoko asked for help again: "Sister, come quickly, husband, husband, oh..."
Pan Jinlian seemed annoyed and closed the window again.
Sighing softly: "What a barbarian."
…
It wasn't until noon the next day that Wu Zhi sat down to eat with a group of brothers.
As for Pan Jinlian, Fujiwara Shoko may not be able to move today.
Naturally, the brothers were extremely happy about Wu Zhi's return.
Wu Zhi also told his brothers about his experience down below.
After Wu Song heard this, he quickly asked again while being curious.
"Brother, if that's the case, what about Wang San?"
Mentioning Wang San, Wu Zhi grinned: "This kid has been in the woods all the time!"
While speaking, Wu Zhi stretched out his right hand.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew through the entire bamboo forest!
Suddenly, ghosts and wolves howled everywhere. Wu Song and others were surprised to find that an extremely cool-looking Fangtian Painted Halberd was condensed between Wu Zhi's palms at a speed visible to the naked eye!
At the same time that the Jiuyi Fangtian War Halberd appeared, everyone noticed that the air next to them suddenly became colder!
Then Gui Caozheng, the swordsman, suddenly shouted: "San'er, is that you?"
"Your kid is really alive!?"
Everyone followed Cao Zheng's gaze and saw a tall black figure standing in the shadow of the bamboo forest behind them.
Around him, there were also a group of figures wearing armor.
Their whole bodies were filled with black mist. If it weren't for their brothers, Wu Song and others would have already raised their knives.
Because the aura released by these people is extremely terrifying!
Immediately afterwards, the sound of a horse was heard, and everyone turned their heads and their eyes widened!
Deep in the bamboo forest, I saw a group of extremely tall black and red horses, slowly approaching!
It also exuded black energy all over its body, and even the elites around Wu Zhi didn't dare to take a second look at its blood-red pupils!
If this horse can go on the battlefield, it will be a great weapon!
The swordsman Onicao wanted to step forward to talk to Wang San, but Wang San and the others retreated in unison.
Wu Zhi also grabbed Cao Zheng's wrist. He knew that Cao Zheng and Wang San were fellow villagers, and the two had always been close.
They also joked with each other that if they gave birth to children and became in-laws, if they were of the same sex, they would marry a golden orchid and cut off the chicken's head to worship the master.
But Wang San's children were still in their infancy, while others had already passed away.
Cao Zheng looked at Wang San with tears in his eyes. He smiled and howled: "Brother, how are you doing lately?"