Jiang Huaiyin saw that she was stunned, and coughed lightly: "Are you tired?"

Cheng Weixi came back to his senses and suppressed the doubts in his heart.

It was already evening, and there were large fiery clouds in the sky that were peculiar to the rain. After a while, it will be completely dark, and it will be time for them to act.

Chenying came to deliver another meal. seems to be deliberately against her, the amount is very small, it is all vegetables with clear soup and little water, and there is no meat star.

The two divided, and neither of them had enough to eat. Cheng Weixi had no choice but to take Jiang Huaiyin to the wood-splitting courtyard to forage for food.

When he entered the door, Cheng Weixi said casually: "Poor child, are you hungry for meat? With that, he went to chase chickens, ducks and geese all over the yard.

These chickens, ducks and geese have never been caught since they were young, and they live freely.

But after being chased last time, he saw his own kind become a delicacy in people's mouths, and he was so frightened that as soon as Cheng Weixi entered the courtyard gate, they scattered and ran away.

Now that Cheng Weixi wants to catch them again, he is naturally running all over the yard.

Jiang Huaiyin listened to the panicked cries of chickens, ducks and geese, as well as the tragic situation of feathers flying all over the sky, and stopped Cheng Weixi: "That, will you alarm others like this?"

Cheng Weixi was stunned, yes, she has an important task later, what if the aroma of barbecue attracts dust again?

He stopped at the moment, let go of the chickens, ducks and geese, and looked at the cabin.

There were millet sweet potatoes on the wooden shelves of the wooden house, although they could satisfy her stomach, but they could not give her the motivation to work.

She waved her hand and asked without any hope, "Do you remember how to cook?" It shouldn't be difficult to boil millet porridge and steam sweet potatoes, right?"

Jiang Huaiyin walked into the wooden house, looked around, stretched out his hand to pin the robe to his waist, and became busy like a little bee.

Cheng Weixi was gradually stunned. This guy actually burns a fire when he sees a stove, boils porridge when he sees grain, and makes two side dishes with salt and vegetables.

This is simply an unexpected surprise, and the value of the oil bottle appreciates in seconds.

Meals are ready quickly. Cheng Weixi drank hot porridge and ate delicious side dishes, very curious: "What did you say you used to do? ”

Jiang Huaiyin took a bite of the side dish: "I don't know." Anyway, when I see this, I know what to do. ”

Cheng Weixi grabbed a piece of sweet potato and bit into the sweet and soft mouth: "That's good, I find out that I have new skills and talents every day, isn't it like winning the lottery every day." ”

Jiang Huaiyin drank porridge with a faint expression, not excited.

Cheng Weixi saw his calm and breezy serious appearance, his mouth itched, and the corners of his eyes threw out a not very skillful flattering eye, his tone was light, and he added: "You have no great ability, and you have no money, but fortunately, you are a treasure, you can take shortcuts, why bother to repay the favor......?"

Jiang Huaiyin choked on the porridge and coughed violently.

Cheng Weixi laughed.

The two of them ate quickly, and after eating three times and five divided by two, Jiang Huaiyin automatically and spontaneously went to wash the dishes.

At this time, Cheng Weixi saw that Jiang Huaiyin's robe had hung down at some point, stained with ash from the stove, kicking and beating, and it was inconvenient to walk.

She went to the hut and found a pair of scissors: "Come, I'll help you change your clothes." ”

Thanks to Jiang Huaiyin's trust in her craftsmanship, she obediently let her transform.

It was early summer, and Cheng Weixi simply cut the wide sleeves at the elbow to make five-quarter sleeves, and cut the hem of the cheongsam at the lower edge of the hips.

When transforming the lower edge of the robe, Jiang Huaiyin seemed to feel that Cheng Weixi's actions embarrassed him, so he dodged slightly, and Cheng Weixi slapped him on the waist, and he was honest.

After the transformation is completed, take a closer look, it is extremely ugly!

Fortunately, this guy has a good appearance and a good figure, and wearing such ugly clothes on his body did not weaken his appearance by half a point.

is in response to that sentence: it is also fashionable for the prince to wear tattered clothes, and the short and poor man wears famous brands like stalls.

Jiang Huaiyin looked down at his clothes and raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Weixi was a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly said: "You must have forgotten, the clothes in the world are like this, you just need to get used to it." ”

Jiang Huaiyin looked at Cheng Weixi's simple but not ugly half-sleeves again, and his eyes were full of doubts.

Cheng Weixi continued to coax: "Of course the clothes of men and women are different!"

Jiang Huaiyin was skeptical, but he didn't say anything more.

Cheng Weixi turned his back, made a secret grimace, and snickered.

As the moon rose, it was silent all around, save for the chirping of a few unknown bugs.

The two of them walked out of the small wood-splitting courtyard and walked towards the dense forest.

The dirt road connecting the two places has dried out after an afternoon of exposure to the sun, and it is very soft to step on.

The two of them walked through the grass in the ivory moonlight to the edge of the woods.

In the morning, when the rain poured down, the forest stretched in all directions, but at night, a layer of smoke inexplicably rose and shrouded the trees.

Cheng Weixi complained: "This fog is really weird, there won't be any mechanism, right?

When Jiang Huaiyin heard this, he looked at the thick smoke again, frowning slightly.

Cheng Weixi asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Huaiyin didn't answer and asked, "What can you see?"

Cheng Weixi scratched his head: "Isn't it just the forest and the dense fog!

Jiang Huaiyin's eyebrows tightened: "Not only can I see the forest and the dense fog, I can also see a winding road in the dense fog, exuding a yellowish light, leading to the other end of the forest. ”

Cheng Weixi couldn't help but widen his eyes, the forest in front of him was still a forest, the fog was still a thick fog, and there was no shining road at all.

He looked at Xiang Jiang Huaiyin sideways, and his head was full of question marks. Why can Jiang Huaiyin see what she can't see?

"Could it be that you're not an ordinary person?"

Jiang Huaiyin's expression was blank: "Then what am I?"

Cheng Weixi shrugged: "Who knows?"

There is no need to dwell on unsolvable problems. Cheng Weixi turned his head and asked, "Where is the road you are talking about?"

Jiang Huaiyin pointed to the right half a meter in front of her: "This is the entrance." ”

Cheng Weixi stretched out his hand and waved at the place where he was pointing, and there was nothing unusual.

Jiang Huaiyin also reached out to touch it, and in the same way, he couldn't touch anything.

Cheng Weixi simply took a step forward, and Jiang Huaiyin hurriedly stopped her: "Be careful, it's very unusual here." ”

Cheng Weixi disagreed, pushed him away, and walked straight to the entrance of the path pointed by Fang Cai Jiang Huaiyin: "What are you afraid of? A few years later, he was a good man again. Jiang Huaiyin was a little surprised.

Cheng Weixi then remembered that ordinary people may not be able to understand her loneliness.

In her experience of dying so many times, the suffering and death of her every life are predetermined, and before she dies, even if she encounters any danger, at most she is seriously injured, she will definitely not die, and when she really dies, she can't hide, and the water in a horse's hoof print can choke her to death.

Therefore, she often goes on a rampage and never retreats.

What's more, she was used to fighting alone, and for a while she forgot that she still had Jiang Huaiyin by her side.

He can be alone, but he can't joke with Jiang Huaiyin's life.

She scratched her head, intending to retreat, but Jiang Huaiyin had already strode to her side. He looked around, his brow furrowing again.

It stands to reason that they should be standing on that path at the moment, but he found that their bodies were still free from the light of the path, as if they could not really walk that path.

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