Wang Xiaowan's face was slightly pale, and her cold eyes stared at Su Xiao's back for a long time, and her heart became more and more sad.

Su Xiao's reaction was equivalent to admitting that Wang Xiaowan's guess was true, and only things related to Luo Xiaobei could make him lose his mind uncharacteristically.

Until there was a slight sound of the door closing behind him, Su Xiao was moved by the shadow stretched by the candlelight, he turned around, his face buried in the shadows, the fingers of his right hand were clenched, and the bone joints made a "click" sound.

"How?" Luo Xiaobei stood in the courtyard, and the shadow of Wang Xiaowan stretched by the candlelight behind her was getting closer and closer to her.

After getting along for a long time, whoever is close can be heard with just one ear.

Wang Xiaowan stood behind him, his eyes falling on Luo Xiaobei's face. The dim yellow light and shadow made her face unreal, and she tilted her head, her vision lost in the endless darkness.

"What are you looking at?" Luo Xiaobei followed her line of sight.

Luo Xiaobei retracted his gaze and looked at Wang Xiaowan, there was a dotted orange light in his eyes, "I don't know!" She replied.

"Are you still going to Sheep Village?" Wang Xiaowan also looked at her.

Fuxi Bagua Mirror can predict the future, if Su Xiao sees that Luo Xiaobei will lose his life when he goes to Yang Village, then this must be a road of no return.

Luo Xiaobei turned around, and the expression on Wang Xiaowan's face, who was standing against the light, was blurred in the darkness.

After a pause, Luo Xiaobei said softly, "What did the second senior brother say?"

Wang Xiaowan pursed her lips, and after a short silence, she spoke: "You, you can't go to Sheep Village!"

The look on the face of the person standing in the courtyard was stunned, and just when Wang Xiaowan thought she was going to ask again, Luo Xiaobei nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

The night was even cooler, and both of them stood still in the wind.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?" Feng Qi, who suddenly appeared, had to break the silence for some reason.

He was just about to close the courtyard door.

Sometimes Luo Xiaobei is also very envious of Feng Qi, he doesn't know anything, he lives the most unrestrained, eats and drinks three meals a day, and then brings his own hoe, and lives for a simple and ordinary life.

Luo Xiaobei was also so simple, working hard for pocket money and learning that was not difficult, not to go to a place where he didn't know what it was like and didn't know what was in it.

Since Su Xiao and Wang Xiaowan both said that she couldn't go, and the senior brother refused to say, what was the big deal if she didn't go?

Luo Xiaobei raised his head and sniffed, "Go ahead!" I'm waiting for you here! ”

"It's okay, it's getting colder and colder this day, so it's good that you don't have to go out for a run!" Feng Qi closed the courtyard door, and just happened to hear Luo Xiaobei say this.

He rubbed his hands together and let out a breath of cold air in his mouth, which looked a little funny.

Luo Xiaobei nodded and smiled, and agreed, "Yes!" ”

"It's so cold, you can get a soup pot to eat another day!" Feng Qi was in a good mood, he had just taken over the ancestral hall, and there were many things in it that he had never seen before.

About this village, about the ancestors of this village.

Luo Xiaobei's originally dull mood suddenly relaxed a little because of Feng Qiti's soup pot, she turned her head, "You can make a soup pot?" ”

Luo Xiaobei's surprise was not that Feng Qi could make a soup pot, but that he could still make a soup pot under such conditions in this village.

"Nature can!" Feng Qi nodded, and looked at the two of them left and right again, "Don't stand, go and rest!" After speaking, Feng Qi trembled again, shrunk his neck, and hurriedly ran to the house.

Luo Xiaobei was amused by Feng Qi's actions, and the unhappiness about whether to go to Sheep Village or not disappeared for the time being.

She has a strong ability to adjust, and since she can't, it's the same to focus on other things.

Maybe it was because he sensed Luo Xiaobei's unhappiness, or maybe it was the sudden drop in temperature that made Feng Qi excited, and the soup pot was ready for noon the next day.

Feng Qi deliberately brought a burning stove, on which a pot was placed, stools were placed around, and the table was placed next to it. It was full of vegetables grown by Feng Qi himself, as well as some pickled game that had never been taken out.

Perhaps thinking that the soup pot was not full of fresh meat, Feng Qi deliberately got up early in the morning, and was lucky to catch two hares and a pheasant.

He grew up in the village, and he knew where to catch rabbits and pheasants, and he knew by simple judgment.

"That's probably all there is to it now, let's make do with it!" Feng Qi took out the dishes and chopsticks, and the soup in the pot was hung out of game.

There are not as many patterns as Luo Xiaobei eats in school, but the amount of each thing is enough. Luo Xiaobei could probably guess that what Feng Qi said was probably the rations he had stored for a year.

And these dishes that still look fresh will not be there at all after a while.

A simple but not simple lunch can be regarded as a send-off for Lu Zhe, Su Xiao and Wang Xiaowan. Feng Qi would always pick out some funny words to say, there were originally many unpleasantness, but they also ended in the atmosphere of talking, laughing, eating, drinking and drinking deliberately created by everyone.

Some words are deliberately not mentioned, but after the excitement, after the person leaves, it is inevitable to look a little lonely.

And the goal that Luo Xiaobei has always believed in seems to be completely destroyed at this moment. All she had to do was wait quietly for them to come back, as if that was all she could do.

Wang Xiaowan and they left only half a day, the temperature dropped again, and the sound of the wind in the mountains and fields at night was like a sharp knife, and Luo Xiaobei's whole heart was also hanging because of the wind.

She suddenly remembered many difficulties and obstacles she had encountered along the way, and those people and things had gone through them in her mind one by one.

Along the way, she didn't seem to have learned anything, and she seemed to have learned too much. Where have those who left halfway gone now? How's it going?

Luo Xiaobei sighed, wrapped himself in the quilt, and leaned his back against the wall behind him, what should Wang Xiaowan and the two senior brothers do on such a cold day?

She rolled over and turned her face to the wall inside, and the wind outside seemed to be getting quieter, and the room was quiet.

The eyes that had just closed opened in an instant, she turned over and sat up, and shouted coldly, "Who?"

Perhaps because of Qingyi, Luo Xiaobei's current cultivation and Taoism are much higher than before. If it was Feng Qi, then she must have discovered it earlier than now, but it was a master who came, so much so that the person was now standing by Luo Xiaobei's bedside.

"It's a lot of progress, it seems that it's the right time to let you come on this trip!" A vigorous voice rang out.

Luo Xiaobei's originally tense back slackened for a moment, and she cheered in surprise, "Master! ”