The sixteenth day of the first lunar month.

I woke up drunk all night.

Nothing happened between the two. No one else would believe it if they said it out - a lonely man and a widowed woman lived in the same room, but nothing happened.

But theirs is indeed innocent and nothing happened.

Innocence is even more innocent than moonlight.

The next day, the two sobered up.

Li Bufu woke up earlier than the dream. Shortly after he woke up, he sat on the ground, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

He hasn't been drunk for a long time.

He suddenly realized that a drink made him feel intoxicated.

After a drunken fight, the disputes in the world, bloody fighting, spiritual game, strategic calculations, and sword techniques all seemed to have all gone away at this moment. At this moment, I returned to the state of the most ordinary person.

In this state, this white hut in the desert suddenly gave Li Bufu the feeling of "home".

He even had the idea of ​​getting drunk at home again.

——Li Bufu drank alcohol, but he was rarely drunk because his environment rarely allowed him to get drunk.

But at this moment, Li Bufu had the desire to get drunk for a long time.

It was also at this moment that his thoughts completely relaxed. At this moment, it became extremely long in an instant.

I don’t know how long it took, but I woke up from my dream.

After waking up from a dream, I held up and stood up like I was fine. There was no dimness of being drunk at all. She said, "I thought I would wake up before you."

Li Bufu said: "Why? Your internal strength is not as deep as mine, and your physique is not better than mine. How could you wake up first?"

In Meng said, "Just because I was so drunk that I had much more experience in getting drunk than you in the past."

Li Bufu thought for a long time before responding to this sentence, saying: "This kind of 'drunk' cannot be said to be completely bad. At least it is a way to relax. But if you can get less drunk, it is better to get less drunk."

In Meng suddenly looked at him with a very hazy look and said slowly: "You usually look strong and your swordsmanship is very decisive. I never thought that when you encounter drinking, it will change."

Li Bufu said, "Has it changed?"

Yin Meng smiled and said, "It became a little verbose."

Li Bufu also smiled, stood up and said, "We have no time to talk about it."

The sun rises and the temperature becomes hotter.

Li Bufu and Yin Meng originally agreed that they would go to Huacuo's grave to burn a knife early this morning, but it was almost noon.

In the dream, he said, "Okay, we don't have to delay, we will go immediately."

Then Li Bufu and Yin Meng went to Huacuo's grave together.

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Lonely cactus.

The pink little flower blooming on the cactus has dispersed and walked with the wind, not knowing where to fall.

Maybe it was picked up by an old man selling flowers and picked up a deserted alley to sell.

Because of my dream, I slowly walked to the cactus, my eyes were empty.

The wind and sand rose, and her white and wide robe was raised.

Because there was still nothing under Meng's robe, her white and smooth body was revealed.

Li Bufu is not blind, so of course he can feel the beauty in this body.

But at this moment, he could not even feel a little desire.

He only felt that in this desert, wearing clothes like this in dreams was not to tempt anyone, but to dress completely natural, completely clean, and completely pure.

This feeling is indeed very strange. There are countless adjectives in the world that have been used to describe dreams.

Some people think she is the best woman in the world;

Some people think she is the most charming woman in the world;

Some people think she is the most terrifying woman in the world;

Some people think she is the hardest woman in the world to get and deal with;

......

But very few people think that Yu Meng is actually a pure woman.

At this time, Li Bufu felt that purity in Yinmeng, so he could only describe Yinmeng's current appearance as "sacred".

There is no temptation.

Holy and inviolable.

The wind gradually stopped again.

In my dream, Li Bufu's knife score was placed on the yellow sand in front of the cactus and gently lit it with the fire note prepared early.

The fire is burning.

The first thing that was lit was the sunset in the "Sun Dunge Sword Score". The sunset burned, and then burned towards the desert below, and finally burned out the knife!

The "Tianhan Dao Note" was ignited immediately.

Because the dream starts to burn the fire from the bottom of the knife score, and from bottom to top, it starts to burn the "cold moon" in the sky.

But this time the knife score was only halfway through, and a huge wind blew from afar, which blew out the fire.

I stood up because of my dream, stroked my hair that was blown by the wind, and waited for the gust of wind to stop.

Waiting for the wind to stop is a long time.

Li Bufu was also waiting silently.

When he stared at the distance casually, he suddenly saw a small black dot running from a distance.

Gradually, the little black dot turned into a black fast horse, and there was still a person sitting there soon.

Not only the horses are black, but also the man is black. The man was wearing a black armor and a black helmet, all over his body, and a black iron mask on his face, making it hard to see his appearance.

When the horse approached, the man hurriedly dismounted, untied a black box from the horse's back, placed it on the ground, then bowed to Yinmeng, and then got on the horse and left again.

The man came and went very quickly.

In Meng put down the knife score in her hand, walked over and opened the box.

The box contained some fresh fruits, some special flowers, and a sealed letter.

Because of the dream, the flowers gently brushed aside, opened the letter and read it again; then put down the box and returned to Huacuo's grave, beside the cactus.

Li Bufu had seen something and asked, "Do you usually contact the outside world in this way?"

Yin Meng said: "There are too many people who want to deal with me, so I have to be a little prepared."

Li Bufu nodded and said, "You should not have the intention to harm others, but you should not be without the intention to guard against others. In this world, you cannot teach others not to harm you. People like Ding Ning... Fortunately, he has a very high martial arts skills and his father is the general of the current dynasty."

Yin Meng glanced at Li Bufu and said, "But he still lost."

Li Bufu said, "Are you defeated?"

Yin Meng said: "The letter just now wrote about the major events that have happened in the world recently. The biggest thing was the battle between Ding Ning and Jiang Duanxian in front of the lantern market and after dusk on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month on the Lantern Festival yesterday."

Li Bufu said in surprise: "Ding Ning was defeated?"

Inmeng said: "Yes, he was defeated. And he was severely injured."

"Some people onlookers think that if Jiang Duanxian hadn't been concerned about Ding Ning's identity, Ding Ning would have been dead."

Li Bufu was very surprised. He never expected that Jiang Duanxian would have a battle with Ding Ning, and the one who lost it would be Ding Ning.

Yin Meng said: "The news did not say what kind of sword technique Jiang Duanxian used. Perhaps ordinary people in the martial arts world could not see the origin of his sword technique at all."

Li Bufu recalled Jiang Duanxian's sword technique. His sword technique was originally a unique sword technique that combines Japanese martial arts and Central Plains sword style, as well as the killing aura of the executioner.

Since he was able to defeat Ding Ning, he must have made a new breakthrough in sword skills. It is normal for others to not understand his sword skills.

In Meng continued, "But after he won, he suddenly recited a strange poem and was recorded."

As the voice of the dream came out, a picture seemed to have appeared in Li Bufu's mind:

Jiang Duanxian put his sleeves in his hands, put his knife on his waist, stepped on wooden clogs, and was free and wild. He walked towards the depths of the alley with flowers, and slowly recited poems on the road:

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It’s cold and dusk. Plum trees are surrounded by plum blossoms.

Ten thousand hu of fragrance cannot be hidden. They are all in the same place where the flowers bloom.

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During the first lunar month, the plum blossoms in the capital must be in full bloom.

Li Bufu stared at the half-page "Tianhan" knife note that had not been burned yet, and suddenly said, "It's burned. I want to go to the capital immediately."

Yin Meng sighed, gently put half of the yellow paper into the black box, covered the box, buried it in the sand together with the box.
Chapter completed!