The two sat in silence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a moonlight, such a beautiful view, no need to speak, just quietly watch and listen.

A gust of night breeze hits, bringing a bit of snow from the heights, and a little cool.

"Is it cold?" Mu Qing asked in a low voice, "Why don't we go back?"

Shen Nishang was a little reluctant.

Such a quiet beauty, undisturbed peace in the world, she has not experienced for a long time.

The last time I experienced it, I was watching the sunset on the grassy slope of the 100,000 mountains with the white phoenix.

Shen Nishang shook her head, and her voice was soft: "It's not cold." ”

Mu Qing glanced at her, his eyes were extremely soft, he reached out and grabbed Shen Nisheng's hands, the petite palms, the skin was a little cold, Mu Qing put Shen Nisheng's hands in the palm of his hand and rubbed it, after feeling a little warmer, he held the pair of delicate soft wattles in his arms, and said with a smile: "My body is hot, lean on me." ”

Mu Qing's tone was very natural, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were gentle and smiling, and his eyes were like stars in the dark night.

If it were a normal day, Shen Nishang would probably be a little uncomfortable.

But maybe the night in front of her was too beautiful, and the breath floating in the air was too reassuring, Shen Nishang didn't have an awkward heart for the first time, pursed her lips and smiled, and gently leaned her head on Mu Qing's shoulder and arm, and the next moment, a strong and powerful arm wrapped around her waist, Shen Nishang only stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed her body after a breath.

Although Mu Qing was as calm as if nothing had happened, he was inevitably a little nervous and uncertain in his heart.

It wasn't until Shen Nishang softened her body and really snuggled up to it that the apprehension in Mu Qing's heart disappeared, and then there was the joy of her heart.

Although Ouyang's kid is not in tune a lot, some of his words are still somewhat reliable.

Thinking of Ouyang Zeming's sentence "The fierce girl is afraid of Lang entanglement", Mu Qingyu's cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly, and under the moonlight, this touch of drunken face made his delicate face even more beautiful.

Mu Qing secretly decided that if he went back in the future, he would be a little nicer to that kid.

There was an even breathing sound in his ears, Mu Qing tilted his head and saw that Shen Nishang was leaning on his shoulder with his eyes closed, his face was peaceful and soft, and he was already asleep.

Mu Qing was stunned, then smiled, and the next moment he used his internal force to raise his body temperature, perhaps sensing the warmth, the sleeping Shen Nishang leaned into his arms again.

Mu Qing smiled silently, and his arm was gently clenched.

The warmth of the veins flows silently with the night.

Whether she is or not, no matter who she is, the past is over, as long as she is still the person in front of her.

You don't have to worry about it.

Sitting quietly and snuggling, Shen Nishang slept very sweetly, and when the moon rose in the sky, Mu Qing gently picked her up, and Shen Nishang did not wake up, only instinctively curled up and approached Mu Qing's chest for a few minutes, and fell asleep again.

Mu Qing approached the village with Shen Nishang in his arms, and before he reached the door of the village, he heard the noise coming from inside, accompanied by an incomprehensible shout, and a string of torches and dragons came out of the village from far and near.

"Something's wrong?"

Mu Qingshang was stunned, Shen Nishang rubbed his eyes, held his shoulders, and stood firmly on his feet.

"I don't know, I just arrived. Mu Qing shook his head.

Having said that, Mu Qing also knew it in his heart.

Something must have happened.

The Qishan people seem to be mostly quiet, and usually before it gets dark, every household has already turned off the lights and candles.

They have been here for a few days, and at night they have always been very quiet.

There is no such noise like this.

What's more, even if you can't understand the side language, the eagerness in the shouting is clearly recognizable.

A crowd of torches walked out.

Most of the torches were young men, and some women and children followed, standing at the door of the stockade as if they were seeing them off.

Mu Qing glanced at Azi in the crowd, waved his hand at Azi, and ignored the group of people: "Azi, what's wrong?"

Some of the people in the group had seen the two people under the hillside earlier, and some of the anxious ones had not.

When Mu Qing shouted, everyone's eyes brushed together, and their footsteps stopped.

Azi was also stunned, and then saw the two of them clearly, his eyes flashed, and he walked towards the two of them quickly, and did not detour down, but only stood on the adjacent slope, and his voice was a little anxious: "Uncle Cudo entered the mountain in the morning, and there is no news yet, the snow is falling heavily on the ditch today, I don't know if something happened, everyone is going to look for someone." ”

"Uncle Kudo?" Shen Nishang said in questioning tones.

"Cudo is Nochar's uncle. Az didn't pause, and lowered his eyes, "Nochar is also an elder relative of his. ”

Nochar?

Shen Nishang quickly reacted, Nochar was Luo Cai.

Shen Nishang turned her head and whispered to Mu Qing.

"I'll go with them. Mu Qing's expression was straight, he didn't pause much, and with a little bit of strength on his toes, his body suddenly rose two feet taller, and the harrier landed lightly on the hillside.

"I will go with you to find people. Mu Qing looked at the middle-aged man who was in the lead.

The middle-aged man was the leader of the village and one of the elders of the clan.

Mu Qinglu's light hand made him retract his original refusal, and at this time, many people also had more strength, he glanced at Mu Qing emotionally, and nodded in agreement.

Mu Qing followed the crowd towards the ditch, and turned back to Shen Nishang and made a gesture for her to hurry back to the house.

A cadre of women and children stood at the mouth of the ditch, watching the figures of the men disappear into the night.

A young woman burst into tears, and the next moment she grabbed the boy, who was only three or four years old in her arms, and slapped the child in the face, and she burst into tears and scolded loudly in the side language.

The woman's face was slightly dark, but her countenance was quite good, in her twenties, and she looked no different from the young women around her, except that the cuffs were not trimmed with black like the others, but with white cloth trim that stood out in the dark bosom of the night.

The child was originally young, and when he saw the adults flustered, he was already a little overwhelmed, but now he was frightened by his mother's slap and shaking, and soon cried, but he still desperately wanted to squeeze into his mother's arms, reaching out to hug his mother.

Seeing this, the women next to her all stepped forward to persuade her, and an elderly woman in gray beside her also burst into tears, stopped the young woman and said something, and then leaned over and picked up the child, tearfully and lovingly whispered relief.

When the young woman heard her mother-in-law's words, she stopped, covered her face, and began to weep bitterly.

Shen Nishang recognized the child as the tiger-headed boy he had seen when he entered the village the day before.

Luo Cai seems to be not much different in age from his uncle, and this child is still Luo Cai's nephew.

Azi glanced at Shen Nisheng's line of sight: "That's Cudo's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Cudo's son fell down the mountain two years ago to pick up medicine and died, and now Uncle Cudo is a man in the house." But fortunately, Mo Yi'er was left behind. Mo Yi'er is also pitiful, so she will shout that there will be no father. ”