don't call me singer

Chapter 295 Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son

On one side of the river, eight hundred cavalry stood blankly, looking across the river.

On the other side of the river, a mysterious woman, dressed in white and red silk, sang and danced.

The singing sound passed through the sound of wind and water, ethereal.

But Gu Xiaobai still heard clearly.

"The Book of Songs · Beifeng · Drumming"!
"From Sun Zizhong, Ping Chen and Song. If I don't return, I am very worried."

"Following the leader, Sun Zizhong, and joining forces with Chen Song to go on an expedition, there is no way to return home, so my heart is so worried..."

Gu Xiaobai stared wide-eyed, looking across the river.

That's clearly a moth.

It's just that she's grown up a bit.

The little moth in Spring and Autumn was still a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

At this time, the little moth has grown into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. She is a little taller and has the figure of a girl.

"Who is it!" Several vigilant soldiers had already bent their bows and set arrows, and shot towards the opposite bank.

However, the distance between the two banks was too far, and it was still against the wind. Before the arrow reached the opposite bank, it was already blown back by the wind.

"Stop! Stop!" Gu Xiaobai yelled loudly: "Little moth! Little moth!"

little moth?
Jiang Wei was startled, little moth...how could it be in ancient times?

wait, it won't be...

Little moth, she is not an ordinary person.

On the opposite side, the little moth heard Gu Xiaobai's cry, she turned her head and smiled.

The little moth that has grown up is no longer that immature appearance. With this smile, the sky is dark and the moon is dark.

Even Gu Xiaobai was stunned for a moment.

"Captain, do you like this woman? I'll help you catch him!" A guard threw away his armor, trying to find a place with slow water flow, wading or swimming there.

But the current here is fast and the river is mighty, how can it be possible to swim across?

"Stop!" Gu Xiaobai slapped Gu Xiaobai, and then ordered: "Bring the snare drum!"

What's the name of this song?
"The Book of Songs · Beifeng · Drumming"!
Puffy drums sounded in the case of the river.

At this time, the world is vast, the sun and the moon are shining together, the sunset glow is like blood, and the wasteland is long.

The boy and the girl are separated by a river, facing each other from a distance.

Girls are singing and dancing, and teenagers are playing drums.

The eight hundred cavalry listened attentively by the river, and the singing evoked unspeakable lovesickness and melancholy.

An ethereal singing voice came:
"Yuan lives in Yuan? Yuan loses his horse? In order to seek it? Under the forest."

"Where can I stop and rest my feet? Where has my horse gone? Where can I find it? It turns out that it has also returned home."

Gu Xiaobai raised his head and sang loudly.

With his body, his voice is actually not very good.

But the young general, full of pride, sang songs that covered the whole field.

Beside him, captains and guards flicked their swords and sang.

"Death and life are bound together. Talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

"We have already met for life and death, we have already made an oath, I want to hold your hand, and grow old with you..."

The eight characters "Hold your son's hand and grow old together with your son" are well known to women and children, but not many people know that this poem is actually a "war poem" and a "homesickness poem".

Everyone in the world knows its romance, but they don't know that it is a poem written by a group of conscripts, on the battlefield, on one side of the battlefield, looking into the distance and missing their lover.

Who doesn't want to be reunited with their family, and who doesn't want to be with their lover?
However, a good man has ambitions in all directions, if no one is carrying the burden to move forward, how can he spend the past and the moon?
Everyone in the world thought that this was a sad poem that could easily shake the hearts of the soldiers, but at this moment, hearing the sound of the drums and seeing the red silk piercing through the air, everyone's heart was full of enthusiasm.

After romance, comes bloody battle armor.

After peace, comes a shining sword.

Behind the strong man for hundreds of years is the unyielding soul of a young hero, and the no regrets of thousands of strong men and cavalry.

"Yu Kuo Xi, not me living. Yu Xi Xun, not me trusting."

"It's a pity that the river is too wide, and I can't meet you; it's a pity that the river is too fast, and I can't keep my oath with you..."

Gu Xiaobai beat the drum and sang.

As the sun set, white mist slowly rose above the river surface. In the south of the desert, there was already some chill.

The twilight was gradually swallowing the singing and dancing figure opposite, the sun seemed to be dragged by something, and escaped below the ground, and the clouds in the sky also darkened.

Only the dim moon remained, still in the sky.

The figure of the little moth has gradually become unclear.

At that moment, Gu Xiaobai spontaneously had an illusion that was neither dream nor awakening.

Did I really see the little moth, or did I dream about it day and night, or did I fall asleep and have a realistic dream?

Little moth, how did she travel through six or seven hundred years of time and space, from Ju to the south of the desert?
How did the distance of thousands of miles and the time and space of nearly a thousand years pass through?
Sure enough, it's impossible, this is just a person who looks like a little moth...

At the end of the song, the little moth in white and red satin ran to the side of the river, and shouted to this side: "Brother Bai!"

"Little moth!"

Really little moths!

It's really her!

Except for Little Moth, no woman would call him Brother Xiaobai.

No one knew that he was Gu Xiaobai.

"Two thousand and seven hundred years, we agreed!"

"What was the agreement?"

"Hold the hand of the son, and the son... there are still two thousand and one hundred years!"

The voice on the other side of the river became more ethereal, the wind was howling, and there was a strong wind in Monan, where the temperature difference between day and night was huge, and the cloud in the sky covered the bright moon in the sky.

The red figure in white clothes on the other side of the river can no longer be seen clearly.

At that moment, Gu Xiaobai anxiously wanted to jump into the river.

Fortunately, Jiang Wei grabbed him.

The gust of wind howled, stirred the river, and blew Gu Xiaobai's long hair. Behind him, Texue suddenly hissed, and on the other side of the river, there seemed to be a horse neighing indistinctly, and then the sound gradually faded away.

The clouds fluttered and the light and shadow changed. When the bright moon shone on the earth again, the other side of the river was gone.

"Little moth!" Gu Xiaobai yelled loudly, and the only answer he received was the whistling wind and splashing water.

Gu Xiaobai looked at the opposite side, and was stunned for a moment.

Is everything just now true, illusion, true or false?

What is an agreement? Why wait two thousand and one hundred years!

Why are you singing a song to me and not telling me?

what is this?
At this moment, Gu Xiaobai has an impulse, he wants to kill the Spring and Autumn Years and ask the little moth.

Ask what happened after that, what exactly did they agree on.

(End of this chapter)