However, Luo Li suppressed all the doubts in his heart, after all, this kind of thing is not something that he can say if he opens his mouth to ask. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

First he walked to his pile of dead grass, squatted down, took out the flint from his bosom, clicked twice, lit the fire, and then sat down against the trunk of the tree, and began to speak.

"This matter is also simple, Wenmo is naturally in the same group as us, he was sent to investigate the former dynasty Guozang, and he lost the news for some reason, and then I took over his task." Luo Li really said it simply.

Qishuang raised his hand and threw it at him, Luo Li didn't see the prophet, reached up and caught it, and then threw it into the fire.

"As for the details of his disappearance, it's not for a runaway like me to know." When Luo Li said this, his hands were twisted together, and his tone was unabashedly self-deprecating.

"Then what's the use of me following you?"

"At least, I know better than you about the former dynasty Guozang."

"Heh~ Are you sure?"

Luo Li's voice was dumb for a moment, and then he shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Not sure." ”

As he spoke, he threw some dry grass into the fire, and suddenly the fire became more vigorous, swaying with the wind, and the light was bright and dark.

Qishuang leaned against the trunk of the tree and looked up at the gray moon in the sky, like that night, and it was inevitable that she was a little lonely when she spoke, "Wenmo, how long has you lost the news?" ”

"It's going to be a year."

Qishuang nodded silently and didn't speak again.

Luo Li also fell silent, looking at the firelight and was stunned.

For a moment the voices were silent, and the other voices became noisy, like the night wind blowing through the leaves and grass, the cheerful chirping of insects, and the crackling fire.

Qishuang slowly closed her eyes, and the memories floated out of the dusty box at once.

That was five years ago, in the middle of winter, and the snow was falling, so it was cold.

Qishuang followed the second brother out of the house all the way and left Chunhua Village, which was also the first time Qishuang ran away from home.

But the second brother rode Xiaohong forward like a lightning bolt in the vast snow.

And although Qishuang's light work at that time was already very good, he was afraid of being discovered by his family, he was afraid of being discovered by his second brother, and he was afraid of losing it, so this very good light skill was not very good.

At first, she could barely keep up, until she fell her first heel and the nightmare began.

Until now, Qishuang still remembers that she fell a total of thirty-two heels along the way, and she threw up, rolled directly from the official road to the side, got up and fell again, and was a little farther away from the official road, and got up again, and fell again, and then moved away from the official road.

The farther away from the official road, the deeper the snow became, until finally Qishuang stepped down, and the snow was directly waistless, and she finally stopped falling.

Her mind was already a mess of mush, and she didn't move in the snow, her head hung down, drooling, dripping, and freezing on her lips.

Qishuang thought to herself, if she hadn't met that fishy gentleman at that time, she would probably have been killed by these thirty-two heels!

Just when she was about to become a snowman, a hand suddenly kept slapping on her, muttering while patting, "I didn't expect to be kicked out by that shrew, and such a good thing can happen, this time I get this dead man home, why won't she beat me." “

The paste in Qishuang's head flowed outward, and he was a little sober, only to feel that someone had clicked on his acupuncture points, and then he was carried up, although it was cold and snowy, but he could still feel a fishy smell wafting out of the body of the person who was carrying him.

This made Qishuang more sober, only to hear the man continue to mutter, "Although I have lost a little weight, but fortunately, it is fresh, and the taste will definitely not be wrong." ”

Qishuang was involuntarily resisted by that person like this, and was attacked by an invisible fishy smell along the way, which made her head a little dizzy when she had just woken up, but she was still barely holding on, remembering the route.

After walking for a long time, the man finally stopped, and Qishuang, who had been closed for a long time, wanted to change his breath, but as soon as he gasped, he opened his mouth and made a noise, and the vomit was called a pleasure!

But the person who was vomited didn't care at all, but shouted excitedly, "Lady, I found something to eat, it's fresh, and it's fragrant!" “

"Scent! You don't think the old lady has a fragrance on her, don't you! Say, don't you have a crush on this little vixen! A roar of rage rang out.

Qishuang couldn't help but raise her eyes to look, only to see a pock-faced woman in coarse linen standing in front of her, and behind her was a snow hut, in front of which a flat pole carried two large baskets, which seemed to be just a temporary place to stay.

"I... I didn't... The big man who was carrying the frost hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

But before she could explain clearly, the pock-faced woman had already raised her hand and slapped her, and her voice was particularly crisp in the snow.

"You dare to quibble!" After slapping her, the pock-faced woman said angrily.

The corners of Dahan's mouth were bloody, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and smiled stupidly, "No, no, you can forgive me, lady." ”

Qishuang silently praised in her heart, "Good husband!" Promising! ”

After the pock-faced woman glanced at the big man, she looked at Qishuang, who hurriedly showed a harmless smile.

The numb-faced woman glanced at her coldly, reached out and patted Qishuang's face left and right, "You little vixen, I'll chop you later." “

Qishuang looked at the hand that slapped her face, it was really a ravine~ The nails were still full of black mud, and Qishuang was sick again.

"That, let's discuss, you can chop me, but don't touch me, I'm disgusting." Qishuang is not afraid of death and said, there is no one to be a knife at all, she is conscious of fish and meat.

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes and glanced at the big man, "And this big brother, can you let go of me first, you are too tasteful!" ”

The words fell, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

Qishuang rolled her eyes with a weak heart, and finally the pockmarked woman moved, Qishuang saw her raise her hand again, and was so frightened that she hurriedly said, "Don't... ”

Before the words were finished, there was another "pop".

didn't feel the pain, Qishuang's narrowed eyes opened little by little.

I only heard the big man say aggrievedly, "Lady, why are you beating me again?" ”

"Who made you so dirty, why don't you go and roll me in the snow!" The pock-faced woman cursed.

His face was slightly red, and he seemed a little embarrassed by Qishuang.

The man reacted for a while before responding, "Oh! ”

Qishuang thought to himself, I can finally be freed from him, but I didn't expect that the big man directly threw Qishuang down, although the snow was very thick, but it still hurt Qishuang snorted.