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Chapter 153 Missing

On the way back, Dong Qingxian and Liu Ruyan each carried a bamboo basket and followed the crowd.

Dong Qingxian hummed a melodious tune in a low voice. Liu Ruyan turned her head and glanced at him. She could vaguely tell that the tune was randomly arranged. With the man's clear voice, it sounded refreshing.

"Are you in a good mood today?" Liu Ruyan asked with a smile.

"Yeah." He raised his head and looked at the sky, where the stars were twinkling all over the sky. The corners of his lips curved upward in a beautiful arc, "It's rare to see the night in the south."

Liu Ruyan suddenly remembered that he was born in Shu and went to Bianjing after coming down the mountain.

"Are you still used to life in the camp?" she asked, "Do you think the training is too hard and boring?"

Dong Qingxian shook his head and smiled lightly: "Although the training is hard, it won't be particularly boring. At least, Qingxian has Yan'er as his companion, so he is no longer alone."

She also smiled: "Occasionally I can catch a fish, and my life is comfortable."

"Brother Da Zhuang is right, being a soldier means having fun in the midst of hardship." The laughter of the sailors came from the front.

"Let me tell you, this strange fish is quite solid and heavy. How about stewing it and eating it?"

"You just know how to eat!"

"I can't even think about it. Hey, why did you kick me suddenly?"

"I told you two to walk well, you spilled the water..."

Back at the camp, Bai Zhi and several others had been waiting for a long time.

Liu Ruyan turned over the bamboo basket and dumped the strange fish inside on the ground: "Doctor Gou, you read a lot, see if you recognize it?"

"Is this what you found in the river?" Bai Zhi was surprised.

"That's right."

"What, what's the problem?" the navy commander asked.

Bai Zhi's face changed, and she answered after a long while: "I saw it in an overseas medical book. The locals call it an electric fish. It is born with the power of thunder and lightning, and can stun people and animals or even electrocute them to death."

He stared at the two fish on the ground and continued: "The female fish is taller than the male fish, looks like a catfish, and has a fierce temperament. They are bred in the distant sea, grow in rivers, and migrate to the sea every midsummer. However, this kind of fish has never appeared in Kyushu.

It’s something from overseas.”

"According to you, electric fish cannot appear in the waters south of the Yangtze River?" Liu Ruyan frowned.

Bai Zhi nodded.

The navy masters were all shocked. They thought there was some kind of water charm, but now it seems that the matter is far more than that simple.

"Could it be that the enemy country deliberately released the fish?"

Liu Ruyan kindly suggested: "Don't make any publicity about the electric fish caught tonight, just investigate it secretly."

The navy knew that the matter was of great importance and immediately launched a thorough investigation into the matter.

After they left, Bai Zhi asked carefully: "How do you know there are electric fish hidden under the river bed?"

Liu Ruyan laughed: "Actually, I don't know this thing. I just think that there is some kind of fish and beast hidden in the river. It hides day and night, lives in caves, and is good at hiding. And the sailors who drowned first were all killed by fishing in the water.

Death. So I came up with the idea of ​​having everyone stand on the shore, use live fish as bait, and catch them with fishing nets."

Bai Zhi was still frightened: "Fortunately you didn't go into the water."

"But having said that, we will all have a good time tomorrow." Liu Ruyan put her elbow on his chest, feeling happy, "It's such a hot day, and the dead river carp will stink if left for too long."

Sure enough, the next day, when Liu Ruyan was lining up to receive her meal, she found a large pot of delicious fish soup in front of her.

"Wang Dazhuang——" The soldier in charge of making soup winked at her.

Liu Ruyan walked over holding the rice bowl, and then fed a large spoonful of fish meat into the bowl.

While adding meat to her bowl, the foreman said, "Today, the navy sent a lot of fat fish. They all personally called them by name and wanted to give you more."

Liu Ruyan looked at the tender and delicious fish meat in the bowl, mixed with white tofu and green onions, and the fragrance was tangy.

Slowly savor the flavor of the soup. This feeling of turning on a small stove is so good!

Early September.

All battleships and weapons were built, and the land and water armies advanced towards the Southern Han Dynasty.

The army avoided Qitian Ridge, Mengzhu Ridge and other dangerous areas, entered Hanzhong territory, and then stationed in the Baixia area.

The soldiers defended day and night, preparing to capture the nearby city. At night, except for patrols, all soldiers were not allowed to move around at will.

Liu Ruyan was sleeping in the far corner of the tent. She was lying on the mat. The heat was unbearable. She wanted to take something out to cool herself down, so she rummaged around in the bundle and finally pulled out a letter.

It was a painting left to her by Shen Yanchu.

It had been some time since they parted, and sometimes she would even think of the snowy night at Wulun Mountain, and the cold-hearted look of Shen Yanchu sitting alone in the pavilion.



Thousands of miles away, after Shen Yanchu and Liu Ruyan parted ways, they traveled around with their subordinates.

During the long journey day after day, he was missing the gentlemanly Bai Zhi, the gentle Dong Qingxian, and the romantic Jin Buhuan.

Less of her.

Looking at the silent puppets around him, sometimes he even wonders, how did he spend the past ten years?

He couldn't remember clearly.

His memory still lingered on when he was fifteen years old. At that time, he became more and more taciturn, and his mood was as unstable as a pool of stagnant water.

The only obsession is to avenge his mother.

Until he met Liu Ruyan, his originally dead heart began to stir again.

He found:

He likes to taste the aroma of ancient buildings;

Like to wear clothes in plain colors;

I like to watch the swallows and willows in the hazy season.

He even found that every time he poured tea, he liked to fill two cups.

"Why did the Lord pour two glasses of water?" Ling Yun was surprised.

Shen Yanchu was stunned for a moment, then replied: "The water is too hot, two cups will cool it down faster."

Every time he served rice, he would fill two bowls of rice.

"Who are you doing this for, Lord?" Ling Yun was dumbfounded.

Shen Yanchu coughed and said slowly: "Two bowls of rice are just enough to fill you up."

He rubbed his brows, it seemed that liking him was something that was hard to give up.

He is like a piece of white paper, and she is the drop of thick ink.

Blending with each other, it is difficult to separate and leave, and the beautiful colors spread out in the rolling red dust.

In the end, I couldn't let go.

Even late at night, he would lean on the bed alone.

Missing is like a river bursting its banks, the waves surge up and annihilate him!

He thought of the sword tomb lined with thousands of swords, and she rushed over to hug him.

Thinking of her wearing a mid-color skirt, lightly applying pink and white, and looking back with a smile, the mountain flowers lost their color.

Longing is like a spider web, sinking people deeper and deeper into it.

I couldn't sleep the whole night, and I finally managed to fall asleep, and I dreamed of the heavy snowfall in Taiping Village.

That day, for the first time in his life, someone picked up food for him.

He looked at the bottom of the bowl, and his cold heart seemed to be warmed by someone, until he became drunk.

Shen Yanchu was too drunk and lay on the bamboo couch in a daze.

His chest suddenly sank. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw her with black hair like a waterfall, charming eyes like silk, and her figure lying softly on his chest.

The two sides are nestled together, like swans' lingering cross-necks.

She whispered in his ear.

The soft muttering of the sound is indescribable and pleasant, just like hearing the rain hitting the plantains in the Jiangnan water town.


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