After a long while, Jibu Chuhe slowly opened his eyes, his pretty face turned red, and he said shyly: "Am I a little embarrassed?"
Li Luo smiled casually and said, "Why care about other people's opinions."
Jibu Chuhe pursed his lips and smiled, imitating Li Luo and leaning on a black stone, blowing the breeze wantonly and happily, smelling the fragrance of grass, and looking at the sunset.
The sun sank little by little, and it was still a little cold by the black water. The clothes Jibu Chuhe wore were a little thin. The dusk was getting thicker, and the chill came out, but Jibu Chuhe didn't want to go back to warm up yet.
Reborn under a cliff in hot and humid conditions.
"Do you like watching the sunset?" Jibu Chuhe Qingrou asked.
"I like the sunset, but I don't like to see the sunset. I prefer the tranquility and peace in the sunset."
"I like watching the sunset. To be precise, I like watching the sunset. I will not do anything when watching the sunset in the future." Jibu Chuhe said firmly.
Li Luo smiled softly and hoped that Jibchu and his original intention would not change after many years.
"Why do you think they don't want to leave?" Jibu Chuhe whispered.
Li Luo remained silent. Some people in the ghost market were willing to leave, while others were unwilling to leave. This was unexpected and reasonable. No matter how dark it is under the cliff of death, there are always people who regard the underground ghost market as a place to stay.
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"There are tens of thousands of people under the cliff of death, and only three thousand are willing to leave." Jibu Chuhe smiled bitterly and sighed, "I thought they would all leave. Did I do something wrong?"
Li Luo and Yan Yi smiled and said: "Miss Lingque is too worried. How can this matter be judged as a simple right or wrong? In my opinion, at least these three thousand people have another choice. It is no longer a good idea to live under the cliff.
Once you go to the place of death where there is no life, you can stay alive, and you can live after leaving. People's hearts are like ghosts under the cliff of death, but it is a great blessing to have people like Miss Lingque who don't have the heart of everlasting hatred."
Jibu Chuhe smiled, glanced at Li Luo, and said crisply: "That's all thanks to you."
"When I entered the Cliff of Death, my original intention was not pure. With the kindness of Miss Lingque and the shadow of my ancestors, I managed to do something. The current situation of Cliff of Death has nothing to do with me.
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Jibu Chuhe tilted his head slightly, looked at Li Luo, as if this was the first time they met, and said softly: "You are the most proud person I have ever seen."
Li Luo looked at Jibu Chuhe in surprise. There was not much afterglow left by the sunset, but it illuminated the hollow mask on Jibu Chuhe's face with bursts of gorgeous and psychedelic colors, which was even more beautiful than the sunset on the horizon.
"Follow the crowd for the sake of others, don't follow the rules; the foundation has bones, and one's own body has bones. I have seen many arrogant people, and there is no shortage of talents among them. Some are arrogant based on their talents, and some are arrogant and arrogant to the core."
To be proud, there is only arrogance. A long time ago, I read a poem by you southerners. I can’t remember what it was called. I just said that an orchid blooms in a lonely valley, regardless of wind or rain, and regardless of whether there is anyone or not.
Seeing the beauty of blooming flowers and smelling the fragrance of blooming flowers will also make you feel free."
"The graceful flowers and green leaves are long, and the wind can hardly hide the fragrance in the valley. If you don't admire them because of the flowers, you will be fragrant even if there is no one. Is this a poem?"
"Yes, that's it. You are very similar to the orchid in the poem."
"Miss Lingque is so complimentary."
"Humph, don't get too happy too early. I don't like what you said."
Li Luo touched the tip of his nose, looked at Jibu Chuhe who was raising an army to accuse him, and asked with shame, "Miss Lingque, I don't know which sentence offended you?"
Jibu Chuhe glared at Li Luo and shouted sweetly: "In front of the Black Mountain Prison, He Loudaiqin invited me to fight, so why did you say that I am a female prostitute? Humph, you just look down on women, damn it,
hateful."
Li Luo was startled and couldn't remember if he had really said this. However, it was obviously not the time to dwell on this now. If he said more, he would probably step on Jibu Chuhe's tail.
It’s really hard to be kind.
"I really can't remember this, but I have to ask Miss Lingque to forgive me. I didn't mean to do it, and I definitely didn't mean to look down on the woman."
Jibu Chuhe snorted, very dissatisfied, but not very angry.
Li Luo smiled casually, looked up at the few wisps of idle clouds on the horizon, and said leisurely: "There are so many living beings in this world, and there are many talented people who do not compete with others, and those who are talented and show off their sharpness
There will only be more unparalleled talents, and in troubled times, there are still big waves. This is true for men, and it is also true for women. However, most people in the world think that men and women are different, and look down on women with outstanding talents and learning, so that these women have no reputation at all. In fact, they are not at all.
We are inferior to men, and some are even better than others. There are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains. It is more important to recognize yourself clearly than to despise others."
Jibu Chuhe's face turned sharp, and he showed an expression that he knew you were familiar with, but he still asked dubiously: "Really?"
"Of course it's true." Li Luolang laughed, a strange color flashed in his eyes, he remembered a person he didn't want to think of, and said calmly, "I once met a heroic woman in the sea of grass, who had many good plans.
He is extremely thoughtful and meticulous, almost to the point of being watertight. He is the most difficult opponent I have ever seen in my life. It is truly remarkable."
Jibu Chuhe was a little surprised, looked at Li Luo with a half-smile, and said lightly: "There are not many women like this in the sea of grass, you are talking about Meng Jue sweating, hey, I didn't expect you to think so highly of her.
But she is indeed very powerful. I have heard of this Bohan from Meng Jue before. The prestige of Meng Jue today is inseparable from her. Otherwise, the Meng Jue chaos would have collapsed and handed over Caohai long ago.
She holds the position of the most powerful tribe. It’s not easy to be a rival to her, or to be a rival to her.”
Li Luo had no time to pay attention to the insinuations in Jibchuhe's words. He frowned slightly and asked suspiciously: "Is there a chaos in Mengjue?"
"Hehe, this is Caohai's secret. Of course you southerners don't know about it."
"Miss Lingque, can you tell me?"
Jibchuhe smiled slyly and said, "Okay, I'll tell you slowly later."
Li Luo felt a headache. Jibu Chuhe must know some of Mengjue's secrets, especially Mengjue's Xiang Liu'er, who was afraid of Li Luo. However, it would probably not be easy for Jibu Chuhe to tell him happily.
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Before the war, the tribes in Caohai were almost harsh on Dagan merchants. Except for a few small border towns, any Dagan people who set foot in Caohai were immediately killed. There was no proof, and Li Luo could not remember it.
Since when did the Privy Council gradually lose the news about Caohai? What they found out were all insignificant news. As for some secret and important news, Dagan Court has always been an afterthought.