"It was washed by the water.
Where is this?"
Yuan Song tilted his head, and the sun shone in through the tall trees.
The dew on the leaves turned into a mist and disappeared, but the forest was wrapped in a layer of fog that seemed to be nothing.
"Mirror Lake."
The boy turned his head and began to pack up his fishing gear—rods, bait, small stools, burned-out lanterns.
There is no fish basket alone, and what he said is true, don't eat the fish here.
A young man who is alone in the shadows of this tree and fishes at night, his courage is commendable!
Especially at the outlet of the river, there are many skeletons tied to the mirror......
Yuan Song only felt a chill rush over his body, quickly put aside the association, tilted his neck to look at the young man, and pointed to the river that was zhang wide on the side: "You say, that's a lake?"
"It's not the river.
It's the name of the place, it's full of rivers.
However, their water comes from Mirror Lake.
The boy tied everything up and put it on his back.
After thinking about it, he put it down again and asked Yuan Song: "Can you still go?"
If you can't go, I'll carry you away first, and then I'll come and get these things. ” "You can walk, you can walk.
I'm not that delicate.
Yuan Song stood up and stretched his hands and feet to signal that he was okay.
The boy put his fishing gear back on his back and beckoned, "Then you can come with me, go to my house and eat something, and change your wet clothes."
In autumn the river is cool. ” "What a lot—sneeze!
Thank.
Yuan Song rubbed his nose and smiled.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly said, "Wait."
I forgot to take something.
With that, Yuan Song ran back to the river, and a fierce man plunged into it.
"Hey!
What are you doing?!
The boy nervously ran after him.
As soon as I arrived at the river, I saw a verdant pine tree emerge, followed by an arm-thick brown trunk, and a pine tree holding a clay pot.
The teenager was dumbfounded.
"This is a family heirloom left by my father and mother, and I can't lose it."
Yuan Song climbed ashore, scooped up his clothes and wrung out the water.
"A tree planted in a clay pot?"
The young man's face was full of astonishment, as if he could not figure out how the tree had been washed here with him.
No matter how you twist it, your clothes are still dripping.
In front of the young man, it was not good to dry his clothes with witchcraft, so he had to give up.
"There was a bit of an accident yesterday, but I'm going to be with this tree anyway.
The undercurrent below is turbulent, and copper and iron can be swept away, let alone a clay pot and a tree?"
Yuan Song wiped a handful of water droplets on his face, picked up the clay pot and smiled: "Let's go." ” "Uh, oh.
Do you want me to help?"
The boy tugged at the broad rope on his shoulders with both hands, and the lantern tied to the outermost part swayed.
Yuan Song hurriedly shook his head: "That's not necessary, it's just a tree, I still hold it."
"People saved him, where do you dare to trouble again?
"Really?"
The young man frowned, a small movement, matched with his fair face but with a sickly atmosphere.
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"Not really.
Those on your back aren't light.
Yuan Song looked at the fishing gear on the young man's back, and followed him with one foot deep and one foot shallow, "By the way, I haven't asked this young man's honorific name yet." ” The young man suddenly stopped and said solemnly: "I'm not the son of any family, just a craftsman who lives in the mountains." ” Yuan Song was frightened by his seriousness, and looked at him stunned with a clay pot.
When the young man saw his expression, he immediately softened his expression and said with a smile: "My surname is Tang, and my single name is one word." ” "Tang Yan?
Good name.
Yuan Song nodded again and again, this name matches the temperament of the young man too well!
"Childe, what about you?"
Tang Yan pulled the rope on his shoulder, his eyes were like a pure lake, well, the whole person was like a lake.
Yuan Song snorted embarrassedly: "I'm not a son, just a wild child walking around."
My name is Yuan Song, Yuan of Yuan River, Yuan of Pine Tree. ” As he spoke, Yuan Song deliberately shook the pine tree.
Tang Yan's eyes widened for a moment, and he deliberately looked at the pine tree: "Your name is also very good, with the blessing of your father." ” That pine tree is proof of that.
"Well, they planted pine nuts when I was born.
Now, this tree is the only one with me.
Yuan Song smiled.
His words weren't all lies, either.
It is true that my father and mother passed away, and it is also true that the pine trees left behind were the pine nuts they planted with their own hands.
He just concealed his identity as a monster.
"Let's go, my house is by the Mirror Lake."
For the first time, the boy didn't ask him why he was tied to the bronze mirror.
From the beginning to the present, not a word has been asked.
It's a delicate guy.,Yuan Song unconsciously smiled.,Demons are the same as animals.,Intuitive instincts are above humans.。
He could sense the uneasy and kind-hearted hypocritical care of the people in Hanging Mirror Town, and naturally he could also sense the young man's true concern.
On the way, Tang Yan bypassed the path in the woods and lifted a small wild boar that had been hung all night from a trap.
And when he came out of the woods, he went into a small vegetable garden and picked some fresh leaves.
There was a bamboo basket used to hold vegetables on the edge of the vegetable garden, and Tang Yan dragged the wild boar, and was about to pick up the vegetable basket when Yuan Song snatched it.
"This basket is hanging on the branches of the pine tree, it is not heavy anyway."
As he spoke, Yuan Song deliberately spread a little crooked, not allowing Tang Yan to have a chance to get the bamboo basket.
Tang Yan was stunned and said, "Okay, I'm sorry for you."
Yuan Song. ” "So what do you do politely?
You saved my life.
Yuan Song's voice was clear, which was very different from Tang Yan's gentle voice like a spring breeze in March.
"I just happened to be a helper, so it's not much to worry about."
Tang Yan turned his face away, and his ears were a little red.
I can't stand the praise!
Yuan Song suddenly felt quite funny, he bared his teeth and smiled, but he saw a calm lake.
That's right, it's calm, mirror-like.
"That's Mirror Lake?"
Yuan Song nodded at the lake that appeared in his field of vision.
"Yes, it's like a mirror.
My house is right by the lake, right there.
The small courtyard with blue bricks and gray tiles.
Tang Yan hugged the little wild boar, and he could only use his chin to point.
"It's beautiful to live in a place like this."
Yuan Song sighed.
A small building near the lake, hidden in the mountains.
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I don't know how far away it is from the Hanging Mirror Town, but in Yuan Song's opinion, this lake is much more interesting than the Hanging Mirror Pond in the town.
"Well, it's beautiful.
It's just ......"
Tang Yan stopped talking, and the joy on his face was replaced by loss.
Before Yuan Song could ask him what was going on, he saw a girl in light yellow clothes squatting by the water.
She stood up at the sound of movement, tilting her head slightly.
"Xiao Yan?
Is that you?"
At the right time, Yuan Song found that the girl's clothes were two-layered, and the outer layer was just a translucent thin shirt like a shark, lined with a light yellow skirt inside, and the whole person looked better than those demon spirits who looked like fairies.
However, the feeling she gave Yuan Song was consternation.
The girl's eyebrows are delicate and picturesque, but under the long eyelashes, there are two silver-gray pupils in a pair of big eyes!