52. He's my uncle
A small window, you can only see the red light on the horizon, and you have to stretch your neck to see the red sun emerging from the corner of the eaves. The line of sight is not wide enough to see the panorama, but the entire eastern sky has been dyed into a brilliant world of magnificent colors. Magnificent, scorching, the big fireball that saw only one horn jumping, rose up. The town began to wake up, the thick fog of the night slowly dissipated, and the residual fragrance of rouge flowers from last night floated in the air.
Taking a deep breath, Mochizuki was choked and coughed.
I heard a sneer behind me.
She turned her head and looked slightly annoyed. Sure enough, Yang Qing, who was leaning against the window with her chin propped up, was not shocked by the sunrise, but was amused by her choking. She coughed here, and he couldn't help but laugh.
What a man!
Yang Qing said, "Understand that my eyes are looking at you, are you a little happy?" β
Mochizuki gave him a sad look.
Yang Qing really doesn't seem to have any interest in watching the sunrise together, yes, he can't be romantic at all, he doesn't have this kind of consciousness at all. The joy and satisfaction that any man and woman can do together can bring, Mochizuki looked at it coldly, and Yang Qing obviously never felt it.
Even hugging her is the kind of sparse and ordinary hug, not like a lover. That's why he touched her chest before, and she was very surprised. But it's nothing, everyone has their own personality, some like it, and some don't feel it, just Yang Qing is the kind of person who is not sensitive to all ambiguous atmospheres.
She wants to bear with him.
Mochizuki felt more and more gentle and virtuous, and she decided to be more gentle and virtuous. With her hand on the young man's shoulder, she asked, "What are you thinking about now?" Is there anything you like, can I help you make it happen? β
Yang Qing looked out the window, the corners of his lips raised, he laughed, and did not answer. Mochizuki pushed him a little more before he said, "I'm thinking about Jiang Yan and them." β
ββ¦β¦ I'm standing in front of you, you actually want other men," Mochizuki was silent for a moment, and said with a grin, but after thinking about it, she understood, "Are you worried about Jiang Yan's poison on them?" β
"Hmm."
Well, the grand scenery is in front, the beauty is in his arms, Yang Gongzi is not messing up, and he is thinking about the things that he should really worry about. He was worried that Jiang Yan and the others were poisonous, but Mochizuki never cared about Jiang Yan's life and death. It's just that now Yang Qing is worried, in order to make him happy, she also decided to follow his wishes.
Mochizuki asked, "Your poison is almost finished, right?" β
"Yes."
The girl nodded slowly, "Then, let's discuss how to leave this Baihualou." β
After watching the sunrise, Yang Qing went to find Lingyin. Mochizuki didn't sleep all night, and he was a little sleepy, so he went back to the house to make up for sleep. In the afternoon, Mochizuki came to Yang Qing and wanted to discuss with him about leaving Baihualou. Yang Qing is Shanxiu's words, and Mochizuki really wants to hear what he thinks. In the past, when Yamahide was there, Mochizuki didn't use this person, but Lingyin did. Lingyin has a high evaluation of Shanxiu's ability, just looking at her handing over everything in her hands to him, you can see the tip of the iceberg of Shanxiu's ability.
This is a man of beauty and talent.
Mochizuki himself doesn't like to use his brain, so he humbly asks people who like to use their brains what plan they will arrange for leaving Baihualou.
Yang Qing sat opposite the small case and poured himself tea. When Mochizuki admired his jade-like smooth and green fingers, he heard his slow answer, "There's no strategy, just hit it out." β
"Hit out?!" Mochizuki looked up in surprise, "Won't this be too reckless and too revealing purpose?" That's what you came up with? β
She instantly became suspicious of Yang Qing's wisdom - this didn't seem to be much higher than her?
She was embarrassed to say Yang Qing, so she lowered her head and figured out a way by herself. Yang Qing was looked at by her eyes full of complicated expressions, and paused, feeling that he seemed to be disgusted by her? After drinking the tea in his hand, he saw that the girl opposite was still worried. Yang Qing was silent, and his fingers tapped on the table.
He didn't want to say more, he didn't want to care about the affairs of the Demon Sect, he didn't want to ask about the relationship between the Demon Sect at all, and he didn't want to pay attention to it. But the girl opposite is a demon saint, and she is dedicated to the demon sect. He saw that she had gone into a misunderstanding, and seeing that she was getting more and more wrong, he endured it, and still couldn't help but want to pull her-
"Didn't you ever think that only when we crush and beat it out by force is what the Water Hall Master really wants?"
"Oh?" Mochizuki raised his eyes.
"Last night, you pulled me to see the night scene, didn't notice, open the window, the whole street, there are at least five places, someone is looking this way, watching us?"
"I didn't notice," Mochizuki blinked, "I'm just looking at you." β
Yang Qing smiled in his eyes, lowered his voice more slowly, and explained to her, "I don't know much about the Demon Sect, I only know a little bit of skin, and you should bear more if you make a mistake." As far as I can see, I don't know if the water hall master's love and hatred is true or not, but it is more likely that she is trapped here by the people of the Demon Sect. There were people around all the time, and she couldn't do without it. β
"Go on." Mochizuki's expression became a little solemn.
"I heard that the death of the Holy Maiden was because of the internal strife of the Demon Sect. What I want to encounter when I come to the water hall master is similar to this. But for some reason, the water hall master didn't want to turn his face with the other party. So her subordinates have never been heavy-handed, her poison skills are very high, and if she really wants to leave, no one can stop her. But she never did it. She said she couldn't bear to do it, maybe half of it. More of it, it should be taboo. β
"And then?"
"She was stuck here until I showed up. I had some friendship with her in the past, and she knew that I was good at martial arts, so she wanted to use external forces to break this deadlock with my martial arts. She didn't want to do it herself, and hoped that outsiders would help her. The trouble that may have been caused in the future has nothing to do with her. It's a pity that the water hall master miscalculated that I was poisoned at the time, and I wouldn't use force unless it was necessary. Even though she asked me for help, I still didn't do anything. You can see the results after that, we're all stuck here. β
"Therefore, Lingyin wants the help of outsiders!" Mochizuki stared at Yang Qing, his tone quite complicated, "I also vaguely thought of these, but they are not as clear as your logic. I know far more than you, and I can gather more information than you, but what you analyze is almost the same as mine. β
No wonder Lingyin believes in Yang Qing.
Mochizuki believes in him now!
Yang Qing smiled, lowered his head and continued to drink tea.
Mochizuki got up and walked around the house a few times, his eyebrows lowered in thought. Yang Qing didn't know some of the circumstances, so the analysis also had limitations, but it was basically all right. The one who trapped the water hall master should be the rebel gang of the Holy Sect. I don't want Lingyin to leave, I want to force Lingyin to maintain a delicate balance. Lingyin seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, and does not want to fight hard with the other party, but she is friendly with herself, although she does not want to do anything in order to protect herself, but Lingyin is not willing to cooperate with the rebels.
Lingyin wanted to leave.
However, she didn't want to use poison to prevent the sect leader from really losing power in the future, and the Holy Sect was controlled by the other party, and the other party settled accounts with her.
Fortunately, Yang Qing arrived. This person has a high level of martial arts and comes and goes freely among these people. Unless you meet a top martial arts master, no one here is Yang Qing's opponent. And then again, how could a top martial arts master be sent here to condescend to spy on the water hall master?
Yang Qing said that there was no need to think of other ways, just hit it directly, which was naturally the most desired way for Lingyin now. Lingyin's own martial arts skills are poor, and the people of the Holy Sect know it. In the future, she was passed back to save her with strong martial arts, she didn't make a move from beginning to end, as long as she took advantage of a reason, in the Holy Sect, Lingyin had the ability to reverse black and white.
Mochizuki was slightly stunned, and his heart was a little itchy: If Yang Qing is so powerful, why don't you let him help him analyze the current affairs of the Holy Sect? She didn't understand it. The most incomprehensible thing is Yuan Yingxing.
Can you really ask Yang Qing to help her analyze?
There was a slight hesitation.
He is the elder of the Cloud Gate, and he is the opposite of the position of the Holy Sect. If Yang Qing wants to help the future of the Holy Sect find a way, will he really be willing?
Looking down at the young man who was quietly drinking tea, Mochizuki's heart was horizontal, and he thought: In the past, Lingyin dared to use Yang Qing, am I not as good as Lingyin's courage? Yang Qing is still my lover, he doesn't help the Holy Sect, he helps me. Just ask, it's okay if you want to say it, if you don't want to say it, I can also test his bottom line, and be careful not to step on it in the future.
"Brother Qing......" The girl was delicate, like a fish meeting a hook, and leaned over.
The teacup in Yang Qing's hand was placed firmly on the table, raised his arm to block her, and smiled, "What do you want my brother to help you?" β
He said that "brother" was soft, and there was a cool and sudden taste, and he came back with a reverse flirtation, which was really good.
Mochizuki really sat below him and told him everything about the current situation of the Holy Sect. Yang Qing glanced at her, and was slightly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect the Holy Maiden to be so open, and dare to tell him these things. Yang Qing guessed that Mochizuki should have a feeling in his heart that he knew her identity. Mochizuki is not stupid, she just doesn't like to think about things with her brain, and she is actually very sensitive to being able to get to the status of a saint.
What attracts him the most is that Mochizuki can let go. Big ups and downs, big openings and closings, she doesn't get entangled at all. Many things outsiders feel pity and pity, and her own feelings are not as big as others.
It is her character like this that she can tell the current situation of the Holy Sect without scruples, and I hope that Yang Qing will give her an analysis. Whether Yang Qing refuses or not, whether he tells the truth or not, Mochizuki can give a corresponding method that is in line with her identity.
Yang Qing sighed in his heart: Such a girl, it is good to vote for him like this. If he was really just a village girl, he wouldn't have to work so hard now.
Mochizuki had finished speaking, "...... So after the death of the saint, the original leader apostatized. I still don't understand, why did he apostatize? He has always had a brain disease, and everyone in the Demon Cult knows it. But no matter how sick you are, you have to have a little logic, right? I don't see the logic behind his decision. β
Mochizuki and Yuan Yingxing are too familiar, so they are disturbed by emotions and blinded. Surrounding this person, before and after, inside and out, there are feelings, and it is impossible to analyze rationally.
Yang Qing glanced at her.
Mochizuki was inexplicable: "What?" β
He was silent for a moment before answering her in a slow voiceβ
"I've never met the Fundamentalist, and I don't know what kind of person he is, so if you're wrong, you should be joking. Just from the paragraph you described, I guess he is a person with some ego. A person with some ego, when the Demon Sect is in turmoil, is not too difficult to understand. After the death of the saint, the news will inevitably spread to the white way. In the White Dao, people will have the biggest action against the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect has someone who rebels at this time. If the original master is a very ego person, he will not help the traitor defend the situation. He will choose to let go of his hand and let the traitors of the Demon Sect face the deepest blow of the White Dao. He just had to leave, and when both sides were defeated, he would come back to clean up the mess. I think, if the original sect leader says that apostasy is apostasy, is it possible that as soon as he says it, the demon sect will admit it? Does the Demon Cult use verbal terms to recognize a person's status as the leader? β
"No," Mochizuki replied, "there is a 'Holy Flame Order', half of the Sect Master, half of the Holy Maiden. After the death of the saint, that half should have fallen into the hands of traitors. And the sect master's half......" she thought for a moment, "Isn't the demon sect person still having the sect master's half?" β
Otherwise, the voice of the original sect leader should be heard all over the world.
After all, Yuan Yingxing's reputation is not very good in the rivers and lakes, according to the habits of the Demon Sect, he was sentenced to teaching, and he should have been shouted and killed a long time ago.
But no.
Mochizuki and Yang Qing have traveled all the way, and they rarely hear news about Yuan Yingxing. In the eyes of uninformed outsiders, Yuan Yingxing is still the sect leader. On the Holy Sect's side, it should have been that he never got the 'Holy Fire Order'. Yuan Yingxing said that he was apostasy, but he didn't return the Holy Fire Order?
"So I don't think he's an apostasy, he should have another purpose," Yang Qing said, "You are used to saying that he wants to be a one, but then a person who wants to be a one, can go to the position of the sect leader, and there must be a set of logic for him." said that he was uncertain, it should be only because he was easy to play the cards in his hand, which made people unable to control it, so he gave people this impression. But his original purpose may not have been the result of his final cause. Now he should have a purpose, one is to lose both, he uses the hand of Bai Dao to solve the traitor, and he can go back at any time. Another purpose...... I haven't thought of it yet. β
Yang Qing smiled, "I really haven't met him and don't know him as a person, so I can't completely guess him." The previous one was just a casual talk, you just listen to it, don't take it seriously. β
Isn't that true?
Mochizuki stared at Yang Qing: Yang Qing had never seen Yuan Yingxing, and he knew Yuan Yingxing better than her.
Yes, the biggest disadvantage of Yuan Yingxing is that it is easy to play with. Outsiders can't see it, because they don't know what Yuan Yingxing wanted to do, and the result is often shocking anyway. Mochizuki knew before, she knew, and she could only watch him play the cards in his hand in a mess, and gradually he couldn't take it back, so he could only let go.
For example, the case of Yao Fu.
He just got away with it and played with his heart.
Another example is this apostasy......
Mochizuki didn't know whether to be happy or sad in his heart, and muttered to himself, "It turns out that he is not for Yao Fu's apostasy, nor is he sad and disappointed for me." β
Yang Qing held the hand of the tea cup, suddenly paused, and raised his eyes to look at her, sword light and sword shadow.
Yang Qing: "......"
Mochizuki: "......"
There was a moment of silence between the two.
Mochizuki panicked: What did I say?! What did I inadvertently expose?
Yang Qing got up and walked towards her, "What did you say?" Say it again. β
He was shocked in his heart: Yuan Yingxing was sad and disappointed for Mochizuki? Why? Mochizuki has never expressed any thoughts about Yuan Yingxing, in the past, when he was in the Demon Sect, he didn't see this, and now, Mochizuki never mentioned this person in his mouth, and Yang Qing naturally didn't see this either.
People in the Demon Sect once said that the Holy Maiden Mochizuki and the sect leader Yuan Yingxing were a pair, but Yang Qing didn't take it to heart. It's not that there are unmarried couples in the world who don't agree with each other, and his relationship with Yao Fu is like this. Naturally, I didn't take a marriage letter to heart.
The moon watch is never without children's personal feelings.
But if, if...... Is there such a private relationship?
Yang Qing thought: Then what am I?
In the past and now, what is your admiration for me?
β¦β¦ For the first time, when Yang Qing faced this relationship, he had the meaning of wolf bΓ¨i.
He had never felt this way, because he had always been able to accept any divine stroke from Mochizuki. She was new in his eyes, and she had never been cute. But feelings are not games, he can use anything to play with her, but he won't accompany feelings.
Mochizuki retreated and turned around, wanting to run out of the house. The white robe was raised in the afterglow, and the young man behind him stepped forward, and as soon as he got his hands on it, her person was dragged back.
was held down by Yang Qing on the shoulder, and was forced to raise his head to see his raised eyebrows.
Why did he raise his eyebrows so clearly, but he saw a murderous aura in it?
Who can save her?
The girl stalked her neck, "You misunderstood. I mean, he apostatized for Yao Fu. β
"The latter one."
"No, you heard me wrong."
"Did I hear me wrong?"
Mochizuki nodded, leaned in and kissed him on the lips, his voice low and soft, "I have nothing to do with the Demon Sect." I only like you in my heart, really! β
She was coquettish on her face, but out of the corner of her eye, she was staring at the side of the young man's face.
She put her arms around his neck and kissed him again and again. The soft flaps of his lips fell on the tips of his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes, the tips of his nose, his lips, his chin, and down...... Yang Qing finally stretched out his hand to block it, and his throat moved. The momentum warmed up, and the young man looked down at her, and the dimples on his cheeks were slightly exposed.
His eyes are so beautiful, sprinkled with starlight. Just now it was the stars falling to the earth, and now the silver stars are rotten.
Mochizuki blushed: It's so beautiful.
Yang Qing knocked on her head, and the corners of his lips were lightly raised, "Don't kiss it, it's flattering, disgusting?" β
His hand was gentle, knocking on her head, not in a hurry, Mochizuki hugged him, and retorted in his heart, "You are disgusting", leaving the previous small mistake behind.
Yang Qing didn't mention it anymore, Mochizuki was cautious, and didn't dare to mention Yuan Yingxing in front of him again. She felt that she had nothing to do with Yuan Yingxing, but if she wanted to explain, she couldn't explain it clearly. This is another bigger lie waiting for her to tell - Mochizuki is not afraid of deceiving Yang Qing, afraid that she will not be able to hold back the lie, what she is afraid of is that her personality is too uncertain, and it is easy to forget the lie she said before. Afterwards, Yang Qing took it out to deceive her, and she would make a fool of herself.
Mochizuki couldn't give Yang Qing a clear explanation, saying that he had a grudge with Yuan Yingxing. Just shut up and say less and make fewer mistakes.
Therefore, Yang Qing is a good person.
She didn't say it, he didn't force her anymore, and really gently uncovered the matter.
In order to atone for his sins, he was also afraid of staying in the same space with Yang Qing, and that night, Mochizuki actively discussed with the water hall master and the fire hall master to discuss the departure of several people tomorrow. It was only at this time that Lingyin showed sincerity, "Baihualou don't worry. Wei Zhuo is my person, although he was rebelled by the torture elders, but Wei Zhuo had my poison early on, and I haven't given him the antidote yet, so he naturally won't throw himself into the enemy. Tomorrow in Baihualou, Wei Zhuo will cooperate with us to make a big fuss and make a show. Out of Baihualou, on this street, it is the real infantry of the other party. β
"Luckily, you gave them the illusion that you wouldn't use poison. Since you and your subordinates don't need to be poisoned, then your martial arts are not enough to escape. The other party's vigilance is relaxed, and the highest master invited now is to deal with Xiao Si'er. And Yang Qing and I were both surprised. No one knows him, and no one knows that I am familiar with all the mental methods of the Demon Sect, all the martial arts sets. β
Lingyin laughed, "What do you mean to make them think that I can't use drugs?" I wouldn't have used poison, and I won't use it tomorrow. Yueya'er, my life is safe, so I will leave it to you. β
Mochizuki nodded.
In any case, it is good for her that Lingyin can get out of the current situation.
Originally, fighting was not a big deal. It's just that before leaving, Mochizuki looked at Mingyang a little embarrassed, "Little Si'er, after we go out, Lingyin's poison technique is too famous, I'm afraid they will chase after me." Can you be responsible for protecting her? β
Mingyang didn't actually understand, and only said, "Okay." β
Mochizuki said euphemistically, "Yang Qing and I went to find the juniors of Cloud Gate to detoxify, your identity is really not suitable." β
Mingyang: "...... You don't want me anymore? β
Mochizuki is embarrassed.
Lingyin sneered, "Fire Hall Master, do you have any eyesight?" Yueya'er wants to chase men, you are a big man, always pestle in front of her, how does this make her chase men? β
Mingyang was silent.
Lingyin was even happier, and said seriously, "Fire Hall Master, for the sake of Yueya'er's sexual well-being, you have to bear with it." Don't you pride yourself the most faithful? Then let go and give Yueyaer and her lover a little privacy, this little bit of bitterness, can you bear it? β
"Naturally," Ming Yang glanced at her coldly, and turned back to show loyalty to the Holy Maiden, "I have absolutely nothing more than thoughts of you, and I have no jealousy of Yang Gongzi." The water hall master said that I am like a third party, and there is no such thing. β
Mochizuki breathed a sigh of relief and said with a look of relief, "Little Si'er, you are too good to me...... I will repay you again in the next life. β
Lingyin looked at their deep affection for the master and servant, covered her mouth and yawned, feeling like watching a play, "I already plan to give it to Yang Qing in this life, right?" β
Mochizuki turned around: "You can't shut up?" β
Mingyang turned around: "Shut up!" β
After making such a decision, the group went back to sleep. When the sky was slightly bright, Baihualou was still asleep in the chaos and carnival of last night, and several people got up and started to act. According to Lingyin's rehearsal in advance, several people moved their muscles and bones and fought in the Baihua Building. In order to prevent people outside from finding out, it ended quickly, and quickly moved the position to the alley outside.
Sure enough, after going out, in addition to the people chased out of the Baihua Building, dozens of people were also surrounded on all sides of the alley.
Mochizuki and Mingyang are one left and one right, protecting Lingyin in the middle.
The other party marched contemptally: "Fire Hall Master, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs!" β
Fire Hall Master: "I'm never nosy. β
"And you're now?"
"You have a big face, of course you deserve to be serious." The one who answered him was the sword-wielding girl standing on the right side of the water hall master.
The smile is flamboyant, and there is a momentum of disregard.
After laughing, the girl put the knife on the ground a little, and flew away to meet the nearest person. A fight, after her strong break, is inevitable. Everyone saw that the girl's martial arts were not high, so they didn't take her to heart, and the places of concern were all from the fire hall master. After dozens of moves, no one could get benefits from the girl, so he slowly paid attention to it.
The girl's body is flexible, and her sword skills have the shadow of the Demon Sect, but her body has some light treading water.
Sometimes with a palm, sometimes with a knife, and sometimes with clothes flying like butterflies, combined, there is always something strange.
She is unhurried, one move at a time, and she has an unstoppable momentum in it. The more time dragged on, the stronger her momentum became. The people around her who were fighting with her were so loud that they couldn't even break the sword wind.
The water hall master Lingyin was protected in the middle, and when he saw the move of the moon, his heart stopped: it seemed that there was a shadow of the cloud gate inside.
Did Yang Qing teach the martial arts of Mochizuki Cloud Gate?
"Don't just fight them! It's important to take down the Water Hall Master! "During the fight, people who remember what they were doing shouted.
But I heard the girl answer loudly, "After beating me and the Fire Hall Master, we will return the Water Hall Master." You've done it here, and if you don't fall, no one wants to benefit from it! β
Her words were too hateful, and more swords were slashed.
One of them counted the heads, quietly touched over and asked Wei Zhuo, "Aren't they three people?" Why are there only two now? β
"Oh, Young Master Yang." Wei Zhuo replied absent-mindedly, and kept fishing in troubled waters, but his eyes were fixed on the water hall master in the middle of the battlefield. Of course, he hopes that the water hall master will be rescued the most, otherwise who will relieve his poison? Wei Zhuo replied, "Before, the Fire Hall Master brought someone to find the Water Hall Master to detoxify, and that person was Yang Gongzi. β
When he said this, he obviously didn't say much information about Yang Qing, but the other party took it for granted that Yang Gongzi was poisoned, and of course he didn't have martial arts, or he couldn't play it now. No worries. Now as long as I can break the formation of the Fire Hall Master and this strange girl, it's enough.
The sky gradually became white, and there was a firelight rushing up. From afar, a Demon Sect person flew to report, "The rudder here has been burned!" Hurry up, hurry up, go to the rescue! β
The head of the person jumped in his eyebrows: Tune the tiger away from the mountain!
Someone was deliberately withdrawing to put out the fire, but was stopped by the girl with a knife. Her smiling eyebrows and eyes were the last impression of the person falling, "Where to go?" If you don't beat me, no one here will want to leave. β
The demons taught people to think: It turned out to be a stupid girl with a tendon in her brain.
The leader waved his hand disdainfully, "Want to fight?" Naturally someone will deal with you! Come on, let's go! β
On the spot, some of them withdrew from the battlefield and ran into the distant sea of fire. Mochizuki and Mingyang were still in place, putting on a more powerful formation to meet the next people. When the other party was in chaos, the eyes of the Water Hall Master and Wei Zhuo met in mid-air and came into contact with the information.
Wei Zhuo immediately shouted, "Cheer up!" Catch them all! β
"Kill them!"
"That's all! Beat! Stop, stop, stop! β
As soon as he screamed, several demon sect people were not focused, and immediately scrambled, turned around, and glared angrily, "Shut up, boy!" β
Mutations occur in an instant.
The Fire Hall Master suddenly stepped back, stretched out his hand to hug the Water Hall Master's waist, and slammed into the air. And the girl on the other side, flying up, the knife in her hand struck a person, when he fell backwards, she stumbled away, the long knife in her hand was thrown diagonally upward, when the person who stepped on it completely fell to the ground, and there was no place for his feet, the true anger was again long.
Mochizuki stepped on the blade of the knife, the sword light and blood were awe-inspiring, and she went up two more lengths.
The time was just right, and when the blade of the knife fell weakly in mid-air, a slender and powerful hand stretched out from the house, grabbed the girl's uncontrollable backward body, and dragged her to the ridge of the roof.
Held in his arms, Mochizuki smiled, "The rudder is so far from here, you came really fast." β
"Yes, otherwise you haven't learned martial arts, and you want to walk up the ladder, but you fell down from mid-air, everyone here is your witness."
ββ¦β¦ Don't say what didn't happen?! β
The female voice on the side said weakly, "Excuse me, two." Shall we be on the run, can we talk about flirting later? β
Yang Qing smiled at this time, lifted Mochizuki's waist, and when the people behind him chased and killed, he went a few times ahead. The elegant and clear spirit of Cloud Gate's light skills can be seen at a glance in his figure. The Demon Sect's mental method of light skills is not as good as that of Cloud Gate, and the martial arts of the Fire Hall Master are not as good as Yang Qing, and with a Water Hall Master who does not cooperate, it will be a little difficult to follow behind.
Fortunately, they were difficult, and the people chasing behind them were even more difficult.
After walking for more than ten miles, he walked directly out of the town, and then walked along the official road for half an hour, and even Yang Qing's light skills were a little weak, so a few people stopped and parted ways here.
The Fire Hall Master and the Water Hall Master are together, and each of these two dislikes each other. Mochizuki looked back at Mingyang, who was as calm as a rock, and felt that he had really been wronged. She softened, walked over to Mingyang, and whispered to him, "You and Lingyin go all the way north." It's very likely that I'll go to Cloud Gate with Yang Qing, and if you go there, maybe you can still meet me. β
Mingyang's eyes lit up when he landed.
Nodding solemnly, "Good!" β
Mochizuki looked at Lingyin, who was doing nothing, and thought to himself, Lingyin didn't need any instructions. She doesn't kill people in the first place, even in the face of people in the white road, she can talk. The problem with Lingyin is that there are too many loves, and that's, that's it...... It's hard work Fire Hall Master!
Mochizuki left with Yang Qing and talked about Jiang Yan and them. Yang Qing replied, "I have corresponded with my nephews before, and after they got the letter, they have already gone this way. We will meet along the way. β
He had gotten some panacea from Lingyin before. Lingyin's statement is that Wuxiang is too troublesome to solve, and you have to see people to do it. But obviously I don't have this opportunity now, so let's use the panacea. As long as Yang Qing's teachers and nephews don't use martial arts as often as Yang Qing, use the all-purpose antidote, and recuperate themselves for a few months, it will be almost better.
Mochizuki was very happy about this trip, after all, this was a recent period of time, and it was rare, only she and Yang Qing walked together, and there was no third party to follow. People have come and gone along the way, and until now, there are still only her and Yang Qing, which is really good.
Mochizuki has no dissatisfaction with Yang Qing, her biggest resentment now is, "I tell you when is my birthday...... Don't you say anything? β
Yang Qing replied, "Even if I have an expression, I will give it to you at this time, and there will be no surprise." β
"I don't mind. I just mind that you don't remember at all, you don't know how to make me happy. Say it, and I'll help you refer to it. β
Yang Qing smiled, "No need." β
He really doesn't get into oil and salt, he always looks good at talking, but in fact, he is really good at talking, but there are some things that he refuses to share with Mochizuki, and Mochizuki can't help it.
There are many alien people living in the southwest, and Yang Qing and Mochizuki traveled, in addition to the Han people, they also met many aliens. Mochizuki can still communicate with them in dialects, and she is from here. In addition, the Demon Sect itself has absorbed a lot of people of different races, and Mochizuki has been more or less in contact with it before.
Yang Qing is a language barrier.
However, this person is too good-looking, and the language is not understood, and when the girls see him, they also fly and pounce like butterflies. The Han people are still more reserved, and the aliens are much more bold and open. But none of them have any ill intentions, and Mochizuki doesn't care about that.
Mochizuki introduced the customs to Yang Qing with interest and took him to participate in it.
Miao, Yi, Yak, Zhuang...... The aliens welcomed them to a greater or lesser extent.
Mochizuki looked at Yang Qing who was stumbling and communicating with the locals with love, seeing that he was interested in the customs here, and seeing that he communicated well with people, she felt a sense of pride in her heart: if Yang Qing liked it here, if he married her in the future, they would be able to live happily on the side of the Holy Sect.
And to the white road?
Mochizuki omitted that idea.
She wants to marry Yang Qing and accept Yunmen, but Bai Dao should forget it. Yang Qing is such a good talker, he will definitely be willing to stay here with her in the future.
She forgot about Yang Qing's parents' feud, because he barely mentioned it. She had only heard him say in her previous life, and in this life, he didn't say a word.
She half deliberately, she forgot about Yang Qing's grudge against the Holy Sect.
By the third of March, they had rejoined a tribe inhabited by an alien family. In order to celebrate the festival, everyone sang and danced, enthusiastic and generous. "Mountain songs convey love, hydrangea conveys love". When I arrived at night, I was invited to the village by the enthusiastic locals.
Mochizuki hadn't experienced this kind of simple celebration for a long time, so he immediately joined in.
A village of people dressed in their tribe's festive costumes set up a large circle in the middle of the village, sitting around drinking and singing. There was a beautiful girl who was invited by the young man to dance, and everyone shouted. Led by the village chief, Yang Qing and Mochizuki saw a young girl, chased by a young man, running along the river, and the people around them shouted words such as "congratulations" and "run" in the local language.
The young man finally hugged the girl, whistled loudly, happily took off his shirt, and raised it in his hands, and everyone around him laughed.
Mochizuki looked back at Yang Qing, "Can you accept it?" β
Such a bold custom.
Yang Qing looked at it with interest, "Yes." β
I like his character so much!
The village chief said something to Mochizuki, who looked over the river, turned his head with a red face, and asked Yang Qing's opinion with bright eyes, "They praised me for my beauty and invited me to sing." β
Yang Qing glanced at where she pointed, "Go ahead." β
"What about you?"
"I'll play by myself for a while."
Mochizuki was originally a fun-loving heart, and since she was reborn, how long has she been suppressed. Since Yang Qing felt that it was nothing, since he agreed with her, Mochizuki didn't care about him, and was immediately handed over by the village chief to the beautiful girl who came up next to him, and left together with a smile. Looking back, the village chief also invited Yang Qing to play at the boys' place.
Yang Qing is as good as a stream.
Everyone was worried at first, after all, looking at this person, his temperament is as gentle as jade, and his actions are elegant and weak, and he looks very different from everyone. But as soon as I sat down, I found that this person did not reject everyone at all, he could not understand words, he made gestures, imitated, and could communicate with everyone.
Drink when you should.
Pick up the rice.
There are no obstacles at all.
The young men were happy and introduced their tribe to Yang Qing even more enthusiastically.
When Mochizuki came back, he saw that around Yang Qing, there was actually a circle of chattering girls. All of them were shy, and they all spoke to him. The men on the side were laughing, looking like they were taking it for granted.
Plenilune:......
Although it is customary, it is really uncomfortable to see him surrounded by a bunch of women and smiling.
Yang Qing had already learned a few simple words during the exchange here, and he also understood the form of this March 3rd celebration. The men and women are singing and dancing to each other, and if they want to come, Mochizuki is being pulled to help. As soon as the girl came, he looked up and saw Mochizuki.
Bowing his head and asking the girl next to him, Yang Qing took a sip of milk wine, and wanted to get up and invite Mochizuki to dance.
Unexpectedly, Mochizuki glanced at him and ran to the center of the circle. With a wave of his arms, he shouted loudly in a melodious voice like a yellow bird. Yang Qing vaguely understood what she was saying, "Be quiet, listen to me!" β
Everyone is joking, there are beautiful and beautiful girls to talk to, of course, to save face.
Then the girl pointed to the outstanding white-clothed boy in the crowd and said, "You can't invite him to sing and dance." Let me tell you very much, he is, he is ......"
Yang Qing thought to himself, lover?
He swallowed the drink in his mouth and stood up.
Mochizuki finished the next few words.
There was a pause in the surroundings, and the gaze that looked at the young man was quite strange.
Yang Qing asked the girl next to her, "What did she say?" β
The little girl said, "She said you are her uncle, married, and have a daughter of five or six years old. The little girl was disappointed and asked, "You are your own child, why do you want to participate in our game?" β
Yang Qing: "......"
He sat down again, and withdrew the invitation to Mochizuki to dance into his stomach.
Uncle?
Then uncle. Of course, the uncle can't dance with his niece, and he can't fall in love with his niece.
Let Mochizuki be a lonely flower butterfly, his uncle, just watch from the sidelines.