As soon as the ancestor of the Zhang family left, a mysterious person found Feiyi. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rainbow after the wind and rain was gorgeous and colorful, and the water dripping from the eaves fell to the ground, Mo Qing looked into the distance and lost his mind, Bingzhi stood not far from him, looking a little lost.

Mo Qing came back to his senses and said, "Don't you understand?"

Bingzhi replied: "Master, my subordinates don't understand, I don't understand why you do this, just a human being, it's not worth it for you to be like this..."

Mo Qing smiled faintly and said softly: "If you don't understand now, you will understand later." With that, he turned and walked into the room.

Zhang Yan walked out of the room, glanced at Bingzhi standing next to the corridor, ignored him, and walked directly to Zhang Xue's room.

Bingzhi looked back at Zhang Yan, he didn't expect that from such a distance, he could sense that Zhang Xue had an accident, it was really heartfelt, was it the relationship between brother and sister?

Zhang Xue was out of danger, but she didn't wake up, she lay on the bed and fell asleep, her little face was pale with heavy makeup, her lips were colorless, and now she was like a living dead.

Zhang Yan knelt next to the bed, looking at his sister like this, distressed, and glanced at Mo Qing next to him, not to blame him, but to thank him, because he let his sister come back from the ghost gate. stood up, looked at Mo Qing, and said sullenly: "Thank you for saving Xue'er... But... I don't recognize you as our family. After saying that, he turned around and left.

Mo Qing looked at Zhang Yan who was leaving, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said softly: "Why is this kid so awkward, he has to be corrected another day." ”

Zhang Xijing ran out of the door as usual and went to the town to preside over digging the road, which lasted nearly two months, and the road was passed.

Zhang Youtou carried a hoe, ran over with a smile, and shouted: "Dig through! Dig through! This road is open!"

The villagers in the town were stunned for a moment, and when they came back to their senses, they all smiled happily and dug harder.

Zhang Xijing walked over to take a look, the road was open, turned back to the townspeople and said, "Big guy, work harder! Dig the road today, and you can go tomorrow!"

Everyone responded, "Okay!"

The mayor of the town walked over slowly with his stomach down, inspected the circle, sat in the pergola panting, drank tea, saw Zhang Xijing coming over, poured him a cup of tea, and said: "Brother Xijing, come on... Sit down, this work of digging the road, fortunately. ”

Zhang Xijing sat down, didn't shirk, drank a bowl of tea, and said with a smile: "Mayor of the town, this road has been dug through! It is estimated that it will not rain in the afternoon, and the big guys are all digging hard, and this road can be left in a hurry." ”

When the mayor heard Zhang Xijing say this, he shouted: "Okay! Yes! When the road is opened, I will set up a wine banquet to treat the big guys!"

Zhang Xijing said: "Then I will thank the mayor on behalf of the big guys." ”

In the mountains and forests, hundreds of birds returned to their nests, but Li Liang, who was in the third room, did not go back, and stood there for a long time, holding the red gauze coat of Jiang Ying in his hand.

Slowly opened his eyes, a red light was hidden in the depths of the dark eyes, his face was expressionless, he let go of his hand, the red gauze fell on the wooden board, and he turned around and walked out of the wooden house.

Li Liang left the third house, walked slowly, and when he reached Qingtoupo, he stopped, because he saw Mo Qing standing on top of the Qinghe, saw his cold and ruthless face, and saw his calm anger under the water.

Mo Qing stood on the surface of the Qinghe River, the sparkling water, and the fish in the water were playing in the water. The wandering ghosts and wild ghosts that filled the river that day are now only a few swimming fish, where have those ghosts gone?

Li Liang walked over, stood on the shore and said, "Those wild ghosts were taken away by Jiang Ying. ”

Mo Qing was not surprised to see Li Liang, and said indifferently: "What is it like to be betrayed by a ghost if you are conspiring with a ghost?"

Li Liang didn't speak, just smiled, turned around and left, conspiring with ghosts, since Mo Qing knew, what did he mean by not blocking and ignoring it?

Mo Qing glanced coldly at the departing figure, looked at the river and fell into deep thought, he couldn't let this female ghost go any longer, and letting it grow would be a scourge in the end.

At sunset, Zhang Xijing and everyone went home from work, and Li Liang also walked with them with a shovel.

Zhang Youtou approached and said, "Brother, I'll help you get tools." When he reached out to take the shovel on his shoulder, Li Liang dodged sideways and said coldly: "No need, this thing is not heavy." ”

Zhang Youtou watched Li Liang avoid himself and leave, thinking in his heart, what happened to this old brother? I couldn't figure it out, so I had to ask again tonight.

Li Liang came to Zhang Xijing's side and said, "Uncle, what's wrong with Xue'er?"

Zhang Xijing said with palpitations: "Xue'er can be regarded as coming back from the ghost gate. ”

Li Liang said: "Thanks to my cousin-in-law." ”

Zhang Xijing nodded and said, "Yes, thanks to my son-in-law, otherwise... I..."

Li Liang said: "Uncle, don't think too much, Xue'er is still waiting for you at home, and my nephew will go first." ”

Zhang Xijing nodded, separated from Li Liang, and when he thought of Xue'er, his pace sped up a little.

In Zhang's house, Huang Limei sat in the house embroidering, rejoicing when she thought of her unborn child, and sad when she thought of him who had passed away.

Huang Nianzhu knew what she wanted in her heart, patted her back and comforted: "Don't think too much, be happy, you are not alone now, you have to think about the small one." ”

Huang Limei nodded, continued to do embroidery work, and raised her head just in time to see Mo Qing walking in, he came over on time every day to check his pulse. Straighten up and sit up, look at him, he looks good, see that no matter how bad his mood is, he looks at each other, lowers his head, and feels his face hot.

Huang Nianzhu saw the mentality of her sister's daughter, smiled slightly, and glanced at Mo Qing, who was seriously taking the pulse, it was indeed very good-looking, if she was not married, she might be fascinated by him.

Mo Qing said: "The tire gas is very stable, I walk around more on weekdays, and I don't want to be impetuous." With that, he put away the thread and turned to leave.

Mo Qing passed by the courtyard, glanced coldly at Zhang Yan who was practicing swords, shook his head slightly, walked directly into the courtyard, returned to the room, closed the door gently, looked back at the bed, and was stunned for a moment.

Just when Mo Qing was anxious, a faint voice sounded: "Is Master Fujun calling Xue'er?"

Mo Qing turned to look at the screen and said softly, "Well, when did you wake up, Xue'er?"

Xue'er hid behind the screen and said, "I just woke up, my husband, Xue'er has become strange, so strange. ”

Mo Qing passed silently and said, "It's not strange, how can it be strange, you are my Xue'er." "I walked around the screen and walked in to see it, and I was a little distracted.

Zhang Xue had her back to Mo Qing, her long hair vertical and mopping the floor.