Way of Choices

An Hua will notice the singing father and daughter because she found some weirdness in some details.

The luthier's clothes were very old, and there were no traces of frequent cleaning, but they were clean and unusual. What's even more strange was that there was light snow floating in and around Gaoyang Town, and the streets were muddy, but there was no mud on his shoes Point, it looks like new.

There is also the beautiful little girl, who has no ordinary timidity or self-pity as a singing girl, so she sits quietly in the corner of the house, slightly raising her head, with a slightly wooden look, because of the indifference between her eyebrows. Understood as a disdain for all things around, in short, there is a sense of isolation from the world.

This is not a pair of ordinary singing fathers and daughters, at least not common singing fathers and daughters.

An Hua just thought of this sentence, a clear and moving piano sound sounded from the finger of the middle-aged scholar, and then no longer cut off, it was like flowing water.

What followed was the little girl’s singing. The little girl’s voice was very nice, but the pronunciation was a little special. At the end of the tongue, the tip of the tongue would curl up slightly, as if to swallow the syllable back, but it didn’t feel vague. Qing, it will not make people feel bored, but like a peerless beauty behind a half-rolled curtain.

Anwar has lived in Kyoto for a long time and has heard many great songs from famous masters, but he has never heard such a song before. I unexpectedly immersed in it and temporarily forgot the strange feeling in my heart.

After a song, the second floor of the inn was quiet for a long time before applause and admiration sounded. The applause and admiration were not particularly warm, not because everyone felt that the father and daughter sang badly, but because everyone, like An Hua, felt that Yu Yun was unforgettable and could not bear to interrupt with applause.

The father and daughter didn't get up to return their salute, nor did they express their gratitude. They didn't even collect money and sat quietly in the corner of the room.

The father adjusted the strings, but the little girl remained expressionless.

An Hua instructed the maid to bring the little girl over and wanted to ask him a few words.

The little girl ignored it, still looking out the window, her eyes slightly out of focus, and wondering where she was looking.

An Hua was a little depressed, but she was mild-tempered and did not think that she was shouting. She called to the inn in the inn and asked a few words, only to know that the father-daughter of the singing was Gaoyang Town who came only yesterday. The father was a dumb man, and the daughter had some problems, it seemed that she had some strange illness.

An Hua got up and walked to the corner of the room, smiling at the dumb luthier, then squatted down in front of the little girl and reached for her hand.

She is the teaching staff of the Thirteenth Division of the Qing Dynasty. Both the holy light technique and the medical technique are extremely clever. Just holding hands together, her fingers have completed the pulse. Feeling the pulse coming from her fingertips, she frowned slightly and found that the little girl's body was indeed problematic and complicated, and it was very likely to have caused great damage to the kelp.

She looked up at the little girl.

The little girl still looked out the window.

An Hua's eyes fell on the little girl's side face.

The little girl could not pick out any problems except for a little wide eyes, and she was born very beautiful, and even beautiful.

——It's a pity that such a beautiful little man is a little silly.

Anhua had a lot of sympathy for the little girl and took a purse from her sleeve, preparing to secretly stuff it into the other party.

There was some broken silver in that purse.

At that moment, the little girl withdrew her gaze out of the window and looked at Anhua.

At this time, several hours have passed since her hand was taken by An Hua, and the little girl's reaction seemed really slow.

But Anwar will never think so again, or dare not think so.

Because she saw the little girl's eyes.

At such a short distance, she finally understood that the girl's eyes were not dull, but calm.

Her breath is not alienation, but arrogance deeply rooted in the bone.

Apart from the snow in the sky, no other people or things can disturb her heart lake and make her no longer calm.

Seeing the little girl's eyes, An Hua suddenly felt that all the snow outside the window had flowed in, penetrated the clothes and flesh and blood, and fell directly on his sea of ​​knowledge.

As if a small grass saw an endless snowstorm, as if the ants saw a giant.

Her body became extremely cold and extremely stiff, even with a finger.

She even felt that her knowledge of the sea would be frozen into ice at the next moment, and then died silently.

Just then, the little girl saw the purse in her hand.

The little girl nodded slowly, her movements were very subtle, and if she didn't observe carefully, she couldn't notice.

Then she turned her head and looked out the window again.

The violent wind and snow stopped, the giant's indifferent overlook disappeared, and Anhua finally felt the warmth in the real world.

Her body was no longer stiff, she could move, and she dared not make any stop, and walked downstairs with her maid.

When she came downstairs, she discovered that her clothes were all wet with sweat.

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An Hua didn't tell anyone about this, including the leader's general and the manager of the Holy Medical Hall named Yang. Because she has such a strong cognition that she almost died because she discovered a secret, and now she can survive, she should keep this matter as a secret and keep it.

This is the little girl's silent request to her.

Because of fear, when she returned to the backyard and heard the general said that it was best to leave immediately, she had no comments, but only raised some questions.

"Are you sure about the specific location?"

"The military office has sent people to check the whereabouts of the medicinal materials in advance.

There is a medicine shop in Gaoyang Town. According to the scout's return, many medicines will be transported to this medicine shop, and then at midnight, they will be transported outside the city without a trace. Obviously, the owner of Zhu Sha Dan chose Gaoyang Town because the transportation here is convenient and you can get any medicine you want.

In the afternoon of that day, General, An Hua, Mr. Yang and dozens of sergeants, with their maid and young division on the stretcher, embarked on the road of seeking medical treatment.

Leaving Gaoyang Town, deviating from the official and military roads, and heading deeper into the cold mountains further north, the road is gradually covered with snow, and it is no longer muddy. It is also difficult to do.

The deeper the mountain, the quieter and more beautiful, there is a light smoke from the hot springs between the cold pines.

If it wasn't for the sake of war, or this place has already become a scenic spot.

The red warmth of the twilight disappeared at all, the night came, and through the starlight, the team went forward with difficulty. I don't know when, and finally reached the destination.

There is a small courtyard deep in Hanshan, surrounded by living water, the smoke is transpiring, and it should be the hot springs.

Because of the geothermal heat, even though it is already a cold winter, the small courtyard is still full of vitality, depending on the distance from the hot spring water, it naturally forms a state of four seasons.

The lush bamboo forest in the courtyard wall is full of blooming flowers in front of the court and deciduous trees in front of the half-arched window.

Of course, most places are still cold, for example, the small lake is full of snow.

There is a pavilion in the snow lake, there are gauze curtains around, there are two figures faintly in it.

When the wind rose, the corner of the gauze curtain was raised.

There was a fire in the pavilion, and several plums.

A man and a little girl sat opposite each other across the stove.

The girl was childish, dressed in black and chilled.

The man was not old and his eyes were clean.

Both Xue and Mei are not as good.

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(Last year’s New Year’s Eve was also updated, just for fun, and to avoid the embarrassment caused by TV. The chapter on New Year’s Eve last year was very good. Chen Changsheng shouted in the spring of Xunyang City that Su Li was here. This year’s chapter It’s also interesting to write two of the most terrifying little girls in the dichotomy, and the actor finally appeared again... I don’t want to use the chapter name as a chapter name, because it is not mentioned in this chapter, but it is actually a very good chapter The name, again, I wish you all a very happy new year and a happy family. I will take the annual holiday from tomorrow. I will love you for ten days as in previous years. PS: The name of this chapter is actually not particularly suitable, but it has not been for ten years. Write that, miss it a little bit, I will really write that again, not continuation but rewriting.)

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