Above the tree, watch the sunrise and sunset, and listen to the rise and rise of the tide.
The famous Fusang tree and the famous Mo Qing created the famous Su Xiaolou.
Although Hucha Dong cicada is not interested in mulberry silk, Li Luo listened to the myths and legends of Fusang trees with relish. He also had to comment on these ancient myths, so he could not verify the authenticity of Hucha Dong.
The cicada insisted on a debate, which really made Li Luo laugh and cry.
Li Luo knew a lot, the speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. It was at this time that many people surrounded him, and while following the direction of the Fusang tree, Li Luo said about the Luoshan Mountain.
The legend of Fusang Tree, if you listen to the scenery, what if it is useful, maybe because of this, you might be favored by the girl on the floor, and be a guest of the curtain and a love affair.
Li Luo didn't care at the beginning, only the golfer was listening. He never thought that more and more people gathered. Li Luo wanted to keep silent, but unexpectedly, Huzha Dongchan kept urging him to let Li Luo say it quickly.
Looking at the generals in the army who were also impressed by the gods, Li Luo felt aroused in his heart. Whether in Beifu or Cao Hai Guya, he was in danger, and when he was a little relaxed, he no longer thought about it and read the book.
The myths and ancient strange things about Fusang trees are told in a casual manner. After all, I have had the experience of being a teacher in Lianyun Village, Yunyin Mountain. It is easy to understand, but these people around me are fascinated by listening to it.
Very happy.
The carriages and horses were not slow to walk, the Fusang trees were already close, and there were more pavilions and houses here, and brocades were weaving in front of every door. Seeing the embroiderer busy in and out, it had a unique charm.
I don't know who sang the song:
The mulberry leaves are not yet falling, and the leaves are as fertile as it is. I alas the dove, and there is no mulberry! I alas the girl, and there is no need to be with the scholar! The scholar is still indifferent, and the woman is indifferent, and the woman is indifferent, and it is indescribable!
The mulberry falls, and it falls yellow. You are so destitute that you eat poorly at the age of three. You gradually get soaked in Qishui soup, and gradually get dressed in a carriage. Women are not happy, and the gentleman is not good at doing things. The gentleman is also indecent, and the two and three are virtues.
When the mulberry tree has not yet fallen leaves, its leaves are fresh and moist. When the mulberry tree falls, its leaves are withered and yellow and fall one after another. Things in the world are like the love between men and women, which is both reincarnation and sadness.
Seeing that the closer to Fusang Tree, Li Luo and others walked slowly. There were many spies from the Privy Council and the soldiers of Mu Tianlang's Ancient Division in Bozhu Mansion. However, the luggage was covered with people and was not arrogant, for fear of being seen through by the Hawkeye Eye of Cao Hai. If you call
The man with the eagle claw came to the door, and his face was very dull.
As he walked, Qian Yi suddenly pulled Li Luo aside and lowered his voice and said, "Young Master, do you look at the person under the tree over there, do you look like that person?"
When Li Luo looked over again, there was no one under the mulberry tree, and the person Qian Yi said was gone.
"Like who?"
"Shang Li."
Li Luo was stunned and looked at Qian Yi in surprise: "Are you reading it wrong?"
Qian Yi thought about it again and nodded: "It's very similar, it should be very similar, but he looks a little different from before."
Li Luo was stunned and was one of the lower generals of the middle army. He was in charge of the Gu Diao Camp. He followed Li Luo on an envoy to Xiutong, but encountered an unexpected accident. Even Zhu Zhi died tragically, and Shang Li was missing.
Luo and the cavalry of the Central Army thought that Shang Li had died in the Caohai Iron Cavalry, and his corpse was gone. There was also a Shang Li's tomb in Mu Tianlang Guannan Camp, who was accompanying his brothers in the army. To be honest, Li Luo
It has been a long time since I went to Wanfountain tomb in Guannan Camp to worship, but whenever I think of it, I can't get rid of my regrets. The love and hate between Li Luo and Xiang Liu'er, these soldiers in the army who died because of the two were Li
Xiang Liu'er also knew that if one day the world was settled, she and Li Luo could have a long talk, and only one person would leave alive after that.
"He is not dead?" Li Luo murmured to himself.
"You'll know just look." Qian Yi's eyes flashed with a sharp light and said in a cold voice. If that person was really Shang Li, he would be a traitor to those brothers who died in a foreign land. How could Qian Yi swallow this tone?
Can't go on.
Li Luo felt sad. Shang Li left or stayed. Maybe he had his own difficulties, but he didn't say goodbye or avoided him. He always felt a little uncomfortable. Just ask, it was also considered to be doing what he did back then.
It was broken. Li Luo never thought about how to do Shangli. Mu Guisai surrendered to the enemy and abandoned the guard immediately. Li Luo could let go. Shangli was just a general of the central cavalry, and there was nothing he could not let go. It happened that there was a home in front of the road.
In the restaurant, Li Luoming Chi Li and everyone were resting for a while, and then he and Qian Yi, Leng Bing, Li Yuanxi and Linghe took a detour and followed Qian Yi to see the man disappear.
After entering the path, this forest is even more quiet, with not many trees, but there are many flowers and plants under the trees. The seasonal wild flowers are all over the mountains and fields, and walking there, in addition to the fragrance of flowers, there is also the smell of mulberries, and even the air
It seems that the fragrance of the family wine is floating in it.
The shade of trees is green and the forest is deep and the leaves are lush. Fortunately, there is no fork on this road. The five people walked together, and they didn't seem to be big, but they walked very quickly. At the end of the road, there was a piece of open space of several acres of radius.
There is a wooden house in the middle, not big, but it looks very solid and solid. It is made of local materials and is made of mulberry wood. It complements the surrounding mulberry trees and feels like a retreat in the mountains. There are many wooden houses built in front of them.
The shelf is filled with baskets, with mulberry leaves inside, and silkworms rustling with mulberry leaves. There is a fence in the yard, which is sparse, but only a few feet high. Not to mention martial arts masters, even the childish sons
Children can also turn over, it is very simple and casual, and they may be able to guard against pheasants and hares.
There was a man in the yard with his back facing Li Luo and the other two fiddling with the silkworms in the basket, like an ordinary farmer, his every move was natural, neither fast nor slow, as if there was nothing else besides fiddling with these silkworms.
Things have to be done, so there is no hurry.
Qian Yi's face changed as he looked at him. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Li Luo raised his hand and gently stopped Qian Yi, looking at the back of the man in the yard. The man did not notice that there was someone outside the fence and was still working.
But it was not about hard work, but it was like a happy moment. After waiting for about a moment, the man turned around and suddenly saw someone outside the fence. He was shocked. When he looked at it again, he was stunned and held it in his hand.
The basket dressed in mulberry leaves also fell to the ground.
Qian Yi looked angry, Leng Bing and Li Yuanxi were both expressionless, Linghe was very curious, and looked around and didn't know what kind of connection did this person with not very skilled martial arts have with Li Luo, and Li Luo's face was as usual, and
There is no regret or hatred, but there is some joy of reunion between old friends.