The bright moon is in the sky, the forest wind is rustling, and the grass and trees are squeezing. The mountains are always colder at night, even in summer. Mochizuki poured his internal force and tossed on the iron lock for a while, but still didn't get the result. The lock is actually not difficult to open, fortunately, the difficulty is that there are too many of these small locks, densely packed. Mochizuki felt that after she had finished tossing, the gatekeeper disciple that Jiang Yan had finally led away for her was coming back again.

She probably couldn't even say a few words to Yang Qing, and wasted all her time on the door lock.

Raising his head, he saw the clear and clear young shadow leaning against the door, Mochizuki was a little annoyed, and he didn't bother to open the lock, sat on the ground, and asked with a grin, "Yang Qing, your martial arts are very good, can you come out yourself?" ”

The young man in the room paused and said, "Yes." ”

“……！” Mochizuki's eyes jumped, and he felt like he was playing with her, and his voice was slightly high, "Then why don't you come out?!" Do you know how hard it is to open a door lock? ”

Mochizuki sat on the ground, leaning against the door, and when he went down, he was a small lump. Yang Qing was in the door, knowing where she was sitting, but he couldn't see her anymore. As soon as she descended, she was blocked by the doorframe below, and there was no shadow to reflect in the white cloth above. Yang Qing looked at the blank space for a long time and said, "It's not that I can't go out, I shouldn't go out." Ah Yue, the head of the master has been punishing me for thinking about it. How can I be as pleasing to his ears as he pleases? ”

Mochizuki huffed, "Then how long are you going to lock yourself up?" She said from experience, "I think you are in charge of the house, and you are going to lock you up until the day you take the initiative to admit your mistakes to him." What did you do wrong? Now you can't admit your mistakes, you have to grind the past? Can't you be a good person? ”

Yang Qingxin said: What mistake did you make? I told you everything, you think I'm just kidding.

Cool? Do you think everyone is you? I never think about the consequences of doing things, and I can do what I want. You're completely on the boat to the head of the bridge and go straight naturally.

I'll never be able to do something like you.

Yang Qing only smiled lightly and said leisurely, "Who said that I should take the initiative to admit my mistake?" I want to face the wall and think about it, when the master is soft-hearted and willing to come to me again. ”

"......" Mochizuki was stunned, then held his forehead and endured the words of praise for his strong mind.

Sure enough, it was Yang Qing, waiting for the head to apologize to him. Elder Tsugi was so confident that she knew very well what she was doing, so she wouldn't make any trouble.

Yang Qing spoke long and quietly, always slowly, not in a hurry, and always with a joking taste. True or false is in it, whichever one you believe.

Mochizuki didn't worry about him anymore, thinking that since he had an account in his heart, what she did would be a mess.

So what is she doing here? It should be to make Yang Qing happy and let him know that even if he is locked up, outside the door, she Mochizuki is still caring about him. However, there is a door through it, and you can't hug and kiss it, and give physical comfort. How to make Yang Qing see his kindness, feel so cute, and make Yang Qing like himself a little more?

Mochizuki pondered for a moment, looked up, saw the shadow still reflected on the door, and had an idea.

The young man in the door was waiting for Mochizuki to talk to him again, and he didn't want anything from her, he just wanted her to talk to him now. Listening to Sister Ah Yue's voice, Yang Qing felt that even if he didn't eat for a few days, he could hold on and wait for the master.

Mochizuki didn't speak for a long time, and Yang Qing was a little lost.

Suddenly, he saw a small black shadow reflected in the door.

I don't think I'm looking at it.

Flapping its wings, a small bird flew up from below, jumping on a snow-white cloth window.

From under the birds, there grew twists and turns of branches and leaves, fluttering in the wind, and the birds stood among the branches and leaves, bowing their heads and combing their wings.

Accompanied by the girl's crisp voice, "I'm a sparrow, from the big forest, my mother doesn't want me anymore, I come out to take risks......"

Yang Qing: "......"

He was dumbfounded, and in an instant, after being shocked, his eyes were full of smiles.

Mochizuki half-crouched in front of the door, his two hands stretched out from below, and his shadow was reflected flexibly on the door and window. With her hands, she pretended to be all kinds of playful affairs, some birds stood among the branches and leaves, two birds fought and chased each other, and some tigers chased the birds...... Her little sparrow, really remarkable, was interpreted, just from the big forest, ran and ran, ran and fled, escaped to the human world.

Her voice is also cute, dubbing the little sparrow and chirping. When one person speaks, it is the same as a dozen people speaking together.

For the first time, Yang Qing knew that people with rich emotions can have rich inner activities and perform a big show.

The little sparrow jumped in the shadow of the window, fluttering and noisy, and Yang Qing rubbed his forehead. Although he loves to play, he has always been a little afraid of noise. Gai is the shadow left by his childhood experience, and he doesn't remember a lot of things when he was a child, but maybe it's because he saw his parents killed when he was a child, and he was afraid of many people and people talking.

Mochizuki shouldn't know about him.

He had never said it, and Mochizuki's words hadn't been so much that they annoyed him. However, this little sparrow that crossed the ocean this night made Yang Qing have a headache.

However, he just held his forehead with one hand, pressed the temples that were suddenly jumping there, and his clear eyes still watched the shadow birds quarrel and run.

The young man leaned against the door and watched with a smile - as she tried her best to make him laugh.

The shadow on the door has been leaning so closely, not moving for a long time, and Mochizuki wants to pull him along to play. The little sparrow she made in her hand spread her wings and flew and flew, and with the non-stop explanation in her mouth, the little bird flew close to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing held his forehead with his hand, looked curiously, and saw the girl standing on tiptoe, the bird in her hand flew higher, flew to the intersection with his shadow, and continued to fly up until she stood on a bulge. Across a door, the little sparrow posed by Mochizuki's hand, where he stood, was the one where Yang Qing was holding his forehead and his hand bones were protruding.

Yang Qing's heart trembled slightly, and there was a subtle feeling of crispiness and numbness: just leaning on a layer of cloth and a few frames, her hand and his hand touched lightly.

The little sparrow was still pretending, jumping up and down on his hand bones, crisp and happy, "This is the island, right?" This island is so beautiful! Wow, I'm going to stay here! ”

Her voice was so close to him, Yang Qing held his breath, holding his forehead and holding his hand and didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the little girl's train of thought outside the door—even if her noisy voice was closer to him, the headache it brought him was even stronger.

While pretending to be the voice of a bird, Mochizuki lowered his voice and said to Yang Qing in the door, "Brother Qing, Brother Qing!" ”

"What's wrong?" Yang Qing also asked her in a low voice.

Mochizuki paused: I don't know if it's an illusion, I think his voice is a little weak, and I feel very tired.

She said, "You move your hands, you're so tall, I'm so tired with my feet!" ”

Yes, Yang Qing held his forehead with his hand, and Mochizuki wanted to treat his hand shadow as an island and let the bird he pretend to step on. But she was lower than him, so she had to cooperate with her feet. It's been so long, but it's very tiring.

Yang Qing's hand moved away from his forehead and moved. After a moment's hesitation, he wiped it aside.

The bird, following the shaking of his hand, began to shake its body, and walked down with him, its voice frightened, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" How can this island move? ”

Yang Qing had a smile in his eyes.

Seeing the frightened bird fluttering its wings and flying into the sky, he lowered his little head to look down, and suddenly realized, "It turned out to be a crocodile." ”

Alligator?

Yang Qing raised his eyebrows.

Cooperate with Mochizuki, put your hands together, and change to the shadow of a crocodile.

What a surprise for Mochizuki outside the door! Yang Qingzhen is so smart, she is playing here, he took a look, and he figured it out, and he could play with her.

The bird was in mid-air, affectionately towards the crocodile, "Crocodile crocodile, you are my good friend." What do you think of my friend? ”

As soon as Mochizuki finished playing the bird, he changed his role to his own voice, and urged him in a low voice, "Brother Qing!" ”

Don't ignore me!

Yang Qing let out a "hmm", leaned his head against the door to relieve the headache, and said slowly, "Sparrow?" What do I think of you? I think you're so noisy. ”

The "......" bird stayed in mid-air as if it had encountered a thunderbolt from a sunny day, and did not move.

Looking at the moon outside the door, he was also dumbfounded and puzzled: Yang Qing thinks she is noisy? Does he think the little sparrow is noisy, or does he think she is noisy?

For a while, Mochizuki was angry and disappointed: she saw that he was too lonely, tried to make him laugh, teased him for a long time, and pulled him to play with him, just because she was afraid that he would be alone and think blindly. As a result, he didn't think about it anymore, he hated her for arguing!

Mochizuki doesn't want to play games with Yang Qing anymore!

The hand shadow was about to leave, and the crocodile stood up with a shaky sway, and said gently, "Little sparrow, I think you are very noisy." But you are the Angelo in a boring life. I listen to you talk and chirp every day, and I can't stand it, and one morning when I get up, I can't see you, the noisy little bird that gives me a headache. ”

Mochizuki: "......"

Look at the figure in the window.

She looked at him for a moment, then slowly snuggled up, and the bird pecked at the crocodile's head, "You'll see me every day, don't worry." I'm so thick-skinned that you can't get rid of me. ”

On the window paper, birds and crocodiles lean against each other.

In reality, the two did not speak for a long time.

After a while, Mochizuki heard a sigh in the door, and she immediately asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Yang Qing smiled, "It's okay." It's just that I suddenly want to see you and hug you. ”

"Me too! But you won't come out! "Mochizuki's own feelings will only be more surging than Yang Qing's. The feelings in her heart and the emotional expressions that she was eager to vent were all separated by doors and windows, which made her so disappointed.

At this moment, Mochizuki heard a soft voice outside, "Miss Yang, let's go!" ”

Jiang Yan's voice, it should be that the guards are coming back!

Mochizuki whispered to Yang Qing, "Brother, I'll come to see you tomorrow night and play with you." But I won't bother you, okay? ”

"Okay," Yang Qing responded to her, hesitated, and said, "If you see the master of the family, control your temper, don't quarrel with him." ”

Hey?

Mochizuki wondered.

Why did I meet the head of Cloud Gate?

How obedient I am, except for coming to see you, I am hanging in your cloud gate, and I am avoiding acquaintances. I won't meet your master and make you embarrassed.

But on the face, Mochizuki agreed simply.

Yang Qingxiao: As soon as she agreed so easily, he had a hunch that something would definitely go wrong with her again. Ah Yue has no heart and lungs, it has always been like this. He's getting used to it...... Yang Qing could only hope that Mochizuki would remember his instructions and not argue with the head of the master and make the head of the master angry.

Yang Qing's statement is right.

Mochizuki looked at Yang Qing for two more days in a row, and talked to him through the door. He didn't eat or drink, he talked to her two days ago, and on the third day, he didn't say much. Mochizuki also knew about his problem, felt sorry for him, and tried to send him some food and water. But Yang Qing refused, jokingly saying that the more miserable he was, the faster the head of the master would soften.

Mochizuki breathed, "Whatever you want! Anyway, you're starving, I'll go find a new lover! ”

He smiled and said nothing.

Mochizuki continued to stimulate him, "One, two, three, four, five, six!" There are so many men I like, and there are so many men I match. You can't get your turn. ”

Yang Qing repeated sadly, "Yes, Sister Ah Yue likes a lot of people, so it can't be my turn." ”

Mochizuki paused, and then comforted him, "Actually, you are good-looking, in my one, two, three, four, five lover candidates, you are the first in line!" Don't be sad, work hard! ”

Yang Qing was amused by her.

Mochizuki heard his relaxed laughter, and only then did he put his mind at ease: it seemed that Yang Qing was in good health, and his voice did not change much when he laughed. But what mistake did he make, and why did the master refuse to let him out?

Mochizuki thought to himself, if I don't let people go, maybe I won't be able to stand it anymore to steal men!

The head of Cloud Gate didn't give Mochizuki this chance.

On the fourth day, Mochizuki was bored in the guest room at noon, and the maid knocked on the door, "Miss Yang, our head has come to see you." ”

The head of Cloud Gate came to see her in person, and Mochizuki was flattered!

And Feng Xingyun entered the door with his head down, full of worry. Thinking about it, the disciples below reported to him that Yang Qing's little village girl had been to see Yang Qing for three days. It's not good to pretend that you don't know.

His heart was full of reluctance: even if Yang Qing wanted to break the marriage contract with Yao Fu, he couldn't give up on himself and choose a village girl? is a good daughter of the rivers and lakes, and none of them can get into his eyes? A Yao Fu, a village girl, is this gap too big?

He was still very angry, wondering if this village girl had given her proud nephew some kind of drug to tempt Yang Qing, who had always been pure-hearted and had no interest in men and women.

Under all kinds of ideas, Feng Xingyun came to see this little girl in person, and he had his own set of ideas.

As soon as Feng Xingyun raised his head, he saw the other party's face, and he got stuck in his throat in one breath, choking him to cough: Who did he see?!

Demon Cult Saintess Mochizuki!

Did this village girl also drug him?!

Mochizuki saw that the face of the head of the wind changed a few times, and when he saw that he was only staring at his own face, he knew that he must have thought of himself in his previous life. It can't be helped, who made her look more and more like. When he first met Yang Qing, it wasn't so similar, so he didn't recognize it at first. Then came to the moment of seeing Mingyang, Lingyin, and Yuan Yingxing, this similarity has made it difficult for those who know her to ignore.

Mochizuki thought: I'm just so noticeable, I can't help it.

She beckoned and greeted the strange-looking Feng Zhangmen, "Feng Zhangmen, are you okay?" ”

The head of the wind calmed down for a moment, thinking that the Holy Maiden Mochizuki had already died, this was the little village girl brought back by Yang Qing, not the Holy Maiden Mochizuki, and he really thought too much. He did psychological construction for himself, but he was not happy in his heart. I always can't help but think: Why didn't Yang Qing bring this little girl to him for the first time? I'm afraid to see her face. Why did Yang Qing have to marry this little girl? I'm afraid it's because of this face.

Yang Qing, should it be, should it not...... has been chased by the saint Mochizuki for so many years, and secretly likes each other in his heart, right?

Master Feng couldn't wait to turn around and go back, and asked the little nephew who suddenly became unconscious: You say! What the hell do you think! You just say you're not empathic! Do you look at the face of someone's little village girl, who looks similar to the saint Mochizuki, so you have to marry someone? Little nephew, you are cocooning yourself!

The head of the wind maintained his demeanor and maintained the demeanor of the head of the house, sat down to watch the tea, and talked to this little girl with a pleasant face.

After he finished the previous words, he got to the point, "Girl, what do you like about our Yang Qing?" ”

"His face," Mochizuki saw that the wind master's face darkened, adding, "And his figure," the other party's face continued to darken, and Mochizuki smiled, "Oh, and his character, temper." ”

"......" Feng endured his unbelievable mood, he never expected that the little girl that Yang Qing liked was such an unobtrusive master inside.

He reluctantly said, "Does that girl know what our Yang Qing likes about you?" ”

Mochizuki held his face, smug, and said jokingly, "Of course, it's because I'm pretty." I'm so pretty, how could he not like it? Wind boss, are you right? ”

“…… Right. "The head of the wind also thinks that Yang Qing is fancy to other people's faces. He was disappointed in his heart, for his own teachers and nephews; I feel very guilty about this innocent and carefree little girl.

I thought, you are a village girl, why do you have such a face? Yang Qing married you, I thought he was going to join the Demon Sect! No, not only did I think so, but he was determined to cooperate with the Demon Cult...... Okay, when the time comes, when the two of you husband and wife appear in front of people, who can't say that the saint Mochizuki is dead, and she should cooperate with me in the cloud gate, and plan to eradicate the righteous path of the world and return to the demon sect together!

No way! I can't be coaxed by Yang Qing, I must not be soft-hearted and agree to Yang Qing marrying this little girl!

Unless she's disfigured!

The head of the wind made a straight face, "Miss Yang, you say, how can you leave our Yang Qing?" He's not something like you can imagine. ”

Mochizuki was stunned for a moment, what is the wind boss planning to do?

She tentatively asked, "And who could have thought of him?" ”

The head of the wind gave an example, intending to make the other party retreat, "Yang Qing has a fiancée, who is his junior sister. The two of them have been childhood sweethearts since childhood......"

Before he could speak, he saw that the little girl opposite had a cold face and sneered, "It turned out to be her!" ”

The posture of clapping the table with his hands, his eyes were gloomy, and he frowned when he saw the head of the wind, and there was almost a posture in which the other party was on an equal footing with himself. However, it was only for a moment, and the head of the wind came back to his senses, stroked his beard, and pretended to be cold, "Anyway, you have to know that Yang Qing can't marry you." Be interested, take the initiative to leave our cloud gate. ”

“…… Then you'll have to do me some good. Mochizuki suppressed the fire in her heart, thinking that Yang Qing asked her not to argue with the head of the wind if she disagreed, but she was unhappy in her heart, so she always asked for something.

"What do you want? Give it and you'll leave? The head of the wind asked.

Mochizuki said, "I want money." Lots and lots of money. Give it to me, and I won't stay here, and I'll get in your way. She said a huge number.

"Girl, what do you think we are in Cloud Gate?! Is it selling people?! The wind boss almost pulled his beard off.

Mochizuki looked at him mockingly, "Aren't you selling people?" Didn't you just sell Yang Qing so that I could leave? Seeing that the other party's face was pale, Mochizuki paused, and asked in a surprised whisper, "Are you Yunmen so poor?" Can't afford to pay for it? ”

“……！”

Mochizuki left the head of the wind in anger.

Ran Mochizuki didn't think he had said anything.

That night, the head of the wind called his disciple and secretly sent Mochizuki the voucher of the Yamashita Money Village. The eldest apprentice of the Feng master is in his thirties, has married a wife and has children, and Yang Qingqing is his junior brother. So he listened to the master's words and came to look at the moon, and his expression became subtle: Sure enough, as the master said, it was too similar to the saint Mochizuki.

The elders of the Cloud Gate and above, there were rumors inside them, and they all began to wonder: Should Yang Qing really carry them behind their backs and secretly fall in love with the dead Demon Sect Holy Maiden?

No matter what you think in your heart, on the face, you always feel that it is better to send Mochizuki away quickly.

Mochizuki was also very happy, got the silver ticket, and did not hide from it, and turned his head to go down the mountain under the escort of the disciples of the Cloud Gate.

When Jiang Yan learned about it, he was directly dumbfounded. chased out half of the mountain, and only recovered the Great Elder who returned to the mountain. Jiang Yan had no choice but to be carried back to the mountain gate by the Great Elder. The Great Elder sent someone to look at him, and he was not allowed to report the news with Uncle Yang, Jiang Yan was anxious: Miss Yang really left like this? Why didn't she insist on it? She is gone, how can she explain to her uncle? What should I do when my uncle goes out of retreat and can't see anyone?

……

And Mochizuki, after going down the mountain, went to the money village in the town under the mountain to redeem some money, ate and drank a few meals, followed a few young people who wanted to practice martial arts, and went to the disciple recruitment report office opened by Yunmen in the town, and generously filled in his own information and name.

Looking up at the mountain peaks hidden in the clouds and mist, she showed a smug smile: The head of the wind did not allow himself to be a lover with Yang Qing, for fear that he would delay Yang Qing's future, and he would be annoyed to death to see her like a thief.

Then she will change her identity and return to Cloud Gate.

These conditions for Cloud Gate to recruit disciples are very simple for Mochizuki, and there will be no problem at all. She will be the newly recruited little disciple of Cloud Gate, and when she saw Yang Qingmian, she respectfully arched her hand and shouted, "Senior Uncle."

Thinking of calling Yang Qing "Uncle Shi" in the future, thinking about the indecent love between uncle and nephew, and thinking about the face of the head of Yunmen who was angry with them, Mochizuki felt very happy-

She likes to bully Yang Qing. Bullying these honest people in Cloud Gate.

Ran Mochiyue didn't know that Yang Qing had thought about it behind closed doors in order to marry her. She made such a fuss, which can be regarded as making Yang Qing's previous achievements wasted.

Poor Yang Qing.