MTL - Dinghai Fusheng Records-Chapter 66 I want to find you with the autumn community, have a problem?

“What are you doing?” Chen Xing looked at the probe outside the room and saw that Xiang Shugang had changed his clothes and stepped on a pair of flat-bottomed leather jackets. The leather jackets were made of cowhide, thin and thin, like a wooden raft. The strands are fixed, and the martial arts are covered in a robes, and the robes are squatted, and the trousers are collected, and the skins are like bare feet. They are very nice and beautiful.

“Going out,” said Xiang, “distracted.”

Chen Xingdao: "Are you alone?"

Xiang said: "Is there a problem?"

Chen Xing took the initiative: "I want to go with you."

The item said: "So many people today are about to meet you, don't you meet the emperor?"

Chen Xingxin thinks you know that Sima Yi is about to meet me? The road said: "Don't go."

Item: "What about Feng Qianxi? Xiaoshan?"

Chen Xing: "How did you become so embarrassed? Let me go."

"You go." Xiang Shu did not carry the heavy sword, empty hands, tied the cuff sleeves, turned and left the room, Chen Xing followed the story, if left, the story is very slow today, a counter-current meteor Let Chen Xing chase the speed of asthma, and turn out the Wuyi Lane where Xiefu is located.

Everyone in front of the house hangs a small man with a golden paper cut, and the maple tree is covered with red cloth strips. The maple leaves in Jiankang City are flying, the autumn is high, and the children are still flying kites, which makes people feel happy.

Outside each door, there is a table with a variety of glutinous rice, fried, and flower cakes, which can be used by passers-by. The story was not fast and walked slowly, and suddenly stopped and asked Chen Xing: "Whose are for people to eat or worship God?"

Xiang Shu finally talked with Chen Xing. The two walked side by side. Chen Xing said: "I have already worshipped God. After I have finished worshipping God, I will give it to people. Do you want to try it? I will give you a go. ""

"No," said the item, "I don't eat sweets."

Chen Xing himself ate, and then gave it to the story. At that time, the sweet-scented osmanthus was just right. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was crystal-clear and transparent. The story frowned: "Children eat." But they greeted the cakes that Chen Xing had fed, avoiding the sideways. His sight, a bite to eat.

Chen Xing said: "Where do you want to go?"

"I don't want to go anywhere," Xiang said casually. "Walk around. When it's time, you still don't go back?"

Chen Xing learned the tone of the story and said: "I want to find you together after the holidays, is there a problem?"

Item: "..."

When they arrived at the market, they saw that today's market is bustling and bustling. Compared with the Qiuqiu Festival under the Mulechuan, it is not a show. Jiankang literati, the people of the whole family dispatched, selling kites selling kites, watching the fat powder look at the powder, Chen Xing suddenly curious, in the past to see the sale of sugar people, Xiang Shu looked coldly in the side.

Next to the sugar people's booth, there are shops selling porcelain enamel, as well as north and south scotch goods, dry goods, and hibiscus wood carvings. Chen Xingyi has seen them and looked at the paintings.

"What do you want to buy?" said the item behind Chen Xingchao.

Xiang said that Chen Xing wants to buy something, is preparing to smash the money from the pocket, see Chen Xing took the bottle of wine and said: "No."

Chen Xing said: "Do you want to try this wine?"

The item replied: "I don't want to drink."

Chen Xing looked at the project, seeing that the article did not speak, shopping is so cold and faint, I wonder how you can be so boring? Qiushe is so interesting, how can you be so boring on the collection of Maple Leaf, you tell me?

"What do you think of Jiangnan?" Chen Xing asked.

"No boring."

Chen Xing said: "Then you are still here?"

The item asks: "Is not you coming?"

Chen Xing’s words were then blocked. He knew that at this moment, Xu Xiang’s heart must have felt that Jiankang was actually very interesting. He took the rattle on the roadside stall, shook a few times, shook it in front of the story, and put it back. I miss you, but I don’t want to show surprise and interest, so as to avoid the arrogance of Jiankang’s 敕勒川.

When the story saw the rattle, he frowned slightly, and Chen Xing knew that he remembered the drum.

Chen Xing suddenly said: "I heard you call me a star that day."

The item is faint: "When?"

Chen Xing: "The night of Huiji."

Thinking of Wu Hao and the pair of lovers, Chen Xing was a little lost. The story saw the loss of Chen Xing’s face and said: "I have not called it."

Chen Xing: "I heard it, but how do you know that my little name is Xing Er? Only my sister-in-law and my master called me. Even Yu Wenxin did not call it before."

Item: "Oh? Your Master usually called you? Lonely King doesn't know."

Chen Xing: "Don't pretend to be stupid... Hey? What is that?"

Xiang Shu looked at Chen Xing's gaze and saw a lot of young men and women holding hands on the street. The exposed wrists were wearing a red string, and the shell was tied with a shell made of shells. The shells are big and small, but they are all in pairs.

The item asked the passerby: "Where are you in your hand?"

The girl smiled at the subject: "The others sent it."

Chen Xing: "?"

Everyone seems to wear this rope today. Is it evil? Chen Xing looked for a moment, and saw two handsome men holding hands, watching the ink smugglers in front of the booth, the red wrists were tied on the wrists together, and the shells were worn on the red ropes.

"Is this sent? It's so beautiful." Chen Xing said to himself.

The item moved the person and asked, "Where is your shell?"

The two men looked back and looked at Chen Xing, one of them was Xie Shi, and smiled: "Hey, how are you?"

"Someone sent it." Another young man raised his hand and looked at Chen Xing.

Chen Xing said: "It’s so beautiful, why do you want to wear this in the autumn club?"

Xie Shi did not smile, his face was flushed and said: "You send people." He said that he took the boy, turned away, and waved.

Chen Xing: "???"

As for the story, Chen Xing had to go through the market. The Huai River was full of maple leaves, and the boatman was rowing with young men and women. Many people bought food and sat under the bridge. It seems that What activities are waiting for. In the distance, the river set up a stage and began to sing. He sang "Liu Jinwu" about Liu Xiu and Yin Lihua.

"Shi Yan is regarded as a pensioner, and his wife is a Yin Lihua..." Chen Xing laughed.

Xiang Shi stood in a few places on the riverside, looking at the distant stage through Maple Leaf. Chen Xingchao explained the story of Liu Xiu and Yin Lihua. The two sat down by the river and listened for a while. As he spoke, Chen Xing found that the story was a bit distracting, thinking that he should have little interest in these things. Every time he was interested in talking about himself, but he never paid attention to the topic and listened politely for most of the time. I have to give up.

"Why don't you say that?" Xiang said strangely.

"Forgot." Chen Xing said boringly. After a while, he opened his words and asked: "You think Murong Chong..."

The story is really impatient: "Can you tell me about the exorcism? I am going out today to want to distract my heart."

Chen Xing had to say: "Okay."

Item: "In addition to these things in your mind, is there anything else?"

Chen Xing had to say: "No, so the boring person is actually myself."

The two were relatively silent for a moment, and then Chen Xing made a concession and smiled.

“Is there something to eat?” Chen Xing said. “You should bring something to eat today.”

The item rose and disappeared without a word. Chen Xing wanted to come to him to buy hot food, and he didn’t follow it. After a moment, he saw a maple tree and placed a ukulele. The padding cloth, the owner did not know where to go, perhaps to go to the theater, and took the piano, put on the knee and tried the audition, and found that it is still a valuable Guqin.

Really rich... Chen Xing thought that the piano of a few hundred and two silver would not be thrown on the ground, so he bounced and played a string of sounds.

In the restaurant, I bought the steamed spot of the lotus leaf bag and the shochu. When I crossed the bridge and went back to the river, I heard the familiar music. It was on the Hale and Lincheng floor that day, when I said goodbye to the Muller League. A floating song played with a flute. Just listening to the sound of the piano is intermittent, as if the person playing the piano can't remember the turning and the score, and after a few times, it is softer than the whistle of the whistle.

Item: "..."

The story stood on the bridge, only to see Chen Xing sitting far away from the river, a guqin in front of his knees, maple leaves flying, he played the piano seriously, and from time to time to think about it, the scenery is really a beautiful picture.

After a little bit, the floating song was finished, and the story turned to the lower bridge, and listened to a song that had never been heard in the riverside maple forest.

When the song just started, there was no lack of loneliness and sorrow, but the sounds were screaming. However, the strings were eagerly interlaced, and the rounds and the next round, such as the silver beads, and the heavy hammer.

The sound of the piano was rushing, and when the wind blew, the wind and the maple leaf were suddenly open, such as the vast waves of smoke, the mountains and the mountains, and the migratory birds crossed the north. The sound of the piano is soft, but in the sound of the piano, the magnificent atmosphere of the mountains and the sea is revealed.

The story was actually a bit fascinating, and when Chen Xing suddenly noticed that he was behind him, he stopped playing the piano and turned back and smiled: "Have you bought it? I am going to starve."

"What song?"

"Go back," Chen Xing said. "Tao Qian’s work, I don’t know if he came today. What did you buy? Didn’t you say you don’t drink?”

“Let's drink less,” Xiang said. “You are drunk when you drink.”

At this time, the master of Naqin came back. It was the Wang Xizhi who dragged his family. The two sides saw the ceremony and greeted the sentence. The story looked very uncomfortable. After using the meal, Chen Xing pulled him up. gone.

"Do you like that song?"

"It's very nice," Chen Xing said. "But only if you use the whistle to blow it up, how do you learn the flute, I wanted to ask before."

The item said: "I am teaching, I am free to find time to teach you. Will you kite?"

The story is also a bit unexpected. Chen Xing actually plays the piano, but this accident must be like Chen Xing knows that the story will actually be a whistle. The two sides understand each other on weekdays, as if they are only limited to the exorcist and the law.

"The koto shawl is distributed," Chen Xing said with a smile. "It's too crazy. I didn't study well that year."

The two crossed the bridge, Chen Xing said: "Do you want to fly a kite?"

"If you want to let me go with you, let's put it."

Chen Xing felt boring and said, "That's it."

After crossing the bridge, Xiang Shu looked at the kite, but Chen Xing asked him not to buy it. To the north bank of Huai River, it is another larger market. This market is not like the sale of the gentry outside Wuyi Lane, but for the civilian population. The story stopped and looked at a house on the riverside, all with wine cellars and paving.

"Isn't this the street that Dongzhe has given you?" Chen Xing remembered.

"Well," Xiang said, "Now it belongs to me."

Chen Xing discovered that Xiang Shu is already the big rich man of Jiankang and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't do anything." Xiang said, "I wanted to take a look at it today, and re-examine the opening, and I will talk about it later."

"After?" Chen Xing said with a smile, "Do you want to live here?"

Xiang Shu looked at Chen Xing, did not speak, Chen Xingben wanted to say who just said Jiangnan is boring? But after thinking about it, Xiang Shu is also a half Han Chinese. Since he learned about his family's origins in Huiji, Jiangnan is also his hometown. Stay here, why not?

Chen Xing: "Will you invite me to your home?"

The item says: "If you like."

The two walked across the long street, and suddenly there were a lot of vendors on the roadside, holding bamboo poles, and they were covered with the kind of shells that Chen Xing had seen but didn’t know where they came from!

"Ah, this is it!" Chen Xing said, "How to sell? Why are everyone wearing?"

The lord is in the right color: "Come two strings? Send the girl, send the lover."

Chen Xing: "..."

No wonder! All said that others sent it!

Chen Xing has already taken a string in his hand. If he put it back, he wouldn’t buy it. Who else would he give it? Moreover, I have not brought money on my body.

The merchandiser said again: "This is called the moon shell. It can only be found at the seaside in the full moon night. The twins are the northerners. The social day is bought for the sweetheart, and the pair is in pairs..."

"Oh okay." Chen Xing thought for a moment, glaring at the red rope, and the ghost made him look at the subject.

The story of the hand, gave the seller a bit of silver, the seller to find money, the item said: "Do not have to find, take two strings."

Chen Xing’s heart suddenly jumped up and took a string, which happened to be a pair with Xiang Shu. The lord got the money, and he was happy and said: "Thank you two, long time."

Will he give it to me? Chen Xing only felt that happiness was coming too fast and too sudden, and there was a dizziness in his mind, but he saw that Xiang Shu was ahead and turned to see him.

Item: "?"

Chen Xing looked at the red rope in his hand, and then briefly followed him and followed the item.

Xiang Shu put the string of red rope into his arms. Chen Xing was a little inexplicable. He took the red rope and returned to the bridge. Xiang Shi never gave him his string of shells. After a while, Chen Xing also put the string. The hand rope was closed.

"You don't wear it?" said Xiang.

"Forget it." Chen Xing laughed.

The two stood on the bridge and watched the river flowing. Chen Xing said: "Zhu Shu, who do you want to give it to?"

The item did not answer, Chen Xing said: "Leave it first, then you can give it to someone you like."

The story was indiscriminately "well", and the maple leaf in the river ran through the water. Chen Xing said: "What kind of people do you want to be with yourself in the future?"

Xiang Shu looked up and looked at the sky, did not answer, said: "It's dark, go back?"

Chen Xing knows that if there is something to say, he will not say more. If you really want to discuss it, it will only make you unhappy. Then he said, "Wait, what is it doing?"

The sky is getting darker, the people on the river have become more and more, and many water lanterns are floating on the river. Chen Xing said: "I will go and see what they are doing, and go back after reading."

The story followed Chen Xing down the bridge. After the night, the market gathered gradually. The entire Jiankang people all came to the banks of the Huaihe River. The riverside opened a lot of stalls selling paper lanterns. Chen Xing asked before, after the rebellion of Yongjia, Jiankang Qiushe had an unwritten custom in the night, putting a river lantern on the Huaihe River to mourn his loved ones.

"I also buy a glimpse," Chen Xing said. "There are so many people who died because of me."

The item said: "Then you have to buy all the river lanterns on the whole booth."

Chen Xing sighed and said, "Yes."

Xiang Shu wanted to ridicule Chen Xing. I didn't expect him to understand it. He couldn't help but say: "You still blame yourself now?"

Chen Xing said with a smile: "I know, but I can't put it in my heart."

The item had to buy all the lights on the booth. After borrowing the fire, he ordered a candle and lit Chen Xing on the shore. Chen Xing was released one by one. The driver and the people of Chang'an City, the king of Akler and Wang Hao, the Huns who died under the car, and the Hu people of the Yulechuan... Wu Yu and Zheng Lun of Huiji.

"Do you want to give the car Luo Feng?" Chen Xing asked.

Item: "Send it to your family first."

Chen Xing took over and placed the last light on the water. When he looked up, he saw Feng Qianxi and Gu Qing standing not far away, and put down a lamp.

Xiang Shu whistling in the distance and found that Xiaoshan was also there. Xiaoshan was sitting on the boat. Xie Daoyu supported the boat and crossed the bridge with another man. Xiaoshan was at the bow and laid down a bow. The light, I want to come to Lu Ying.

"They are there." Chen Xing gestured.

The story "Hm" sounded, and after Chen Xing, put the last light in his hand into the river.

Chen Xing saw that there was another person on the other side. He waved at them and didn't recognize it at first. The man put a light not far from the front and illuminated his face - it was Bi Wei! Bi Wei is actually building Kang.

Chen Xing also waved at him and asked Xiang Xiang: "Remember him?"

“Remember,” Xiang said faintly. “Huiji City’s defense school, his lover is dead.”

Chen Xing said seriously: "Xue Shu, you always feel that I live like I don't have myself. Let me not always use my heart light, I am afraid that I will die. I often say many things, I have no choice, I can only accept The arrangement that God gave me, maybe I still feel unwilling, but you see it at this time..."

Bi Wei put down the water lamp, Chen Xing couldn't help but raise his hand, and the light of the heart glowed in his hand. All the people on both sides of the river seemed to him.

Chen Xing looked at them quietly and looked at the land of China. These were full of joys and sorrows, and they were no different from him.

He slowly raised his right hand and placed it in front of him, making a one-handed approach to everyone. It was the "lights" in the spells he had learned from childhood, meaning that the lights were shining in the wild, dispelling the darkness, shining in all directions. In this dark night, they will never stop and bring them the power to support their faith.

His hair was blown by the night wind, his eyes closed, and the bright radiance illuminated his face.

“I feel,” Chen Xing said with a smile. “No matter how much I pay, how much I pay, and see them, I am still willing.”

Xiaoshan, Feng Qianxi, Gu Qing, Xie Daoyu, Bi Wei, etc., as well as the people on both sides of Huai River, seem to understand what Chen Xing wants to say. Thousands of thousands of people are looking towards the shining heart, and they have learned Chen Xing. , make a gesture of burning the light.

The story was silent for a while, then with everyone, turned around, facing Chen Xing, the right hand made a burning light, and the eyes reflected in the bright white light of Chen Xing.

The sound of the horseshoes, Xie An vertical horse, crossed the Huai River Bridge and went down the river bank.

Chen Xing and Xiang Shu left the river, Bi Bi came over, and when they were talking to them, Xie An was stationed on the side of the road and said, "I finally found you. I have one who doesn't know whether it is good news or bad news. I want to tell you, little teacher."

Chen Xing was slightly puzzled, but Xie An said: "The news just got, three days ago, Murong Chong broke out in Chang'an and Prince Night, and the prince died."