"Niangniang will go in and see!"
Chang Ling bowed down to lead Chongmen Huan and walked inside.
There is only one way to the thatched house, and that is the Banqiao, which floats zigzagically above the flowing water, and the aquatic plants and water lilies in the water have grown very densely.
When summer comes, this water lily should be in full bloom.
At that time, the wind is exhausted, and it should be full of flowers.
Such a scenery makes people feel refreshed and happy, if there are no many disturbances, it is also a great blessing in life to break a life here.
It's just that many things in the world are forced to be.
Whoever should take what path is predestined.
Gradually, the wind lantern hanging in front of the thatched house was gently swayed by the phoenix, and the falling light shadow left a mottled light and shadow on the bridge deck in front of the thatched house.
Chang Ling did not take her into the thatched house, but bypassed the thatched house, followed the winding banqiao, and went to the back of the house, behind which there was also flowing water.
The field of vision was wide open, the lights and shadows brightened, and on the board bridge, more than a dozen shadowy white figures appeared, and at a glance, they were white.
They were all dressed in white robes, with a white mask on their faces, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and their long hair was scattered, laughing and jumping on the wide bridge.
The dance steps are very peculiar lunges, more than a dozen people shuttle and circulate, between the sleeves raised, you can vaguely see the graceful flow, and the posture is also tactful and elegant.
It's just that between this tactful and elegant, there are also some arrogance and arrogance.
This perfect combination of gentleness and wildness is a mesmerizing dance, the dancer wears a mask, the white mask has no expression at all, and in the mystery, it makes people feel a little chill in the back.
It seems that behind these masks, fangs can grow at any time.
Under the delicate thatched hut, five or six men sat on the ground, dressed in blue and red clothes, but with small pigtails on their heads, and masculine and sturdy people with small pigtails, which was quite weird.
However, from them, there is no incongruity.
Like, they were born like this!
They held the tambourine and the huqin, and played a high and heroic tune, which Chongmenhuan could hear, which was a very popular marching song in the border area.
Because there are many wars in the border areas, both soldiers and civilians have suffered from the war.
However, there are also many songs that inspire soldiers to bravely kill the enemy and protect the country and the people, all of which describe the crying outside the border and the hard work of the soldiers.
Chang Ling explained beside him: "Today, there are guests in the Wind End Building, and King Han is dancing with them!"
” "Dancing together?"
Chongmen Huan couldn't help but smile on his lips: "That means that among the dozen or so people, one of them is Chongmenjue?"
” The heavy door she has seen has always been possessed by black.
Seeing him take off his murderous black robe and put on this snow-white robe, what kind of person is it?
She couldn't imagine it.
Because in her impression, she is absolutely ruthless, and she always has nothing to do with white.
Chang Ling nodded: "Yes!"
” Shigeto looked quietly at the dozen or so lunge-jumping men, the strange white mask made her feel a little shiver in her heart.
Although this marching song is high and generous, no matter how she looks at it, this dance seems to be full of murderous energy.
It was a tactful and elegant figure, and it couldn't hide it.