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There is no dry soil near tears, and there are broken clouds at low altitude.

Accompany Xie Fu in chess, and look for Xu Jun with his sword.

Only to see the forest flowers falling, the warbler cries to send the guests away.

On the country road, two carriages approached slowly, and the carriage behind it seemed to be loaded with heavy loads, and the wheels of the carriage were crushed in the dirt, drawing two deep wheel prints.

There was a slight silence in the carriage ahead, and the occasional yawning of a man could be heard from inside, but there was no other noise.

In the carriage, Zong Jiming wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his blue-black eyes showed that he had not slept well, and then looked at Guan Yiyi lying on Zong Jiming's lap, sleeping sweetly, smashing his mouth from time to time, muttering two inaudible dream words.

Zong Jiming, who felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, finally slowly swallowed his eyes, and the hand against his head drooped violently with his head, and Zong Jiming, who was startled, woke up, blinked his eyes, and saw Guan Yiyi's little face turned over at some point facing his lips, and gently pecked at the red lips, holding the person who had not woken up yet, and laughing like a stealing cat.

Patting his face, Zong Jiming tried to make himself more sober, they were walking towards the Northern Jin Dynasty, the time had been close to the end of the year, in order to avoid the crowd, they deliberately chose such a shortcut that no one usually walks.

The carriage in the back was full of gold, silver and jewels stolen from the dried corpses, and the Zongguan family was rich, but the rich people were used to life, and they actually felt that it was a pleasure to be robbers once in a while.

Fang Qian begged them to send him to the original mass grave, but the mass grave had long been filled by someone, so they had to ask someone to find a feng shui master, pick a good place for him, and rebury him.

Before dawn, the three of them, carrying a large pile of treasures, ran away overnight, for fear of being discovered and robbing what was already theirs.

The cold wind blew through the window paper to Guan Yiyi's little face, Guan Yiyi, who felt the coldness, turned around one by one, rubbed Xiang Zong Jiming's arms, but felt that the temperature on her face was getting hotter and hotter, and the uncomfortable feeling made her open her eyes.

The feeling under him became more and more intense, Zong Jiming's clenched fists were already trembling a little, if it weren't for the fact that he was still in the wilderness, and there was still Eleven who was not clever outside the carriage, he couldn't wait to do it immediately.

"Hmm~"

Guan Yiyi wanted to stand up and see if Zong Jiming was uncomfortable, but he didn't expect that as soon as he put his little hand on Zong Jiming, he touched a hard and hot thing, which frightened Guan Yiyi and hurriedly let go, and the whole person threw himself on Zong Jiming again.

This time, Guan Yi didn't dare to move again, that thing was so terrifying, every time she couldn't get down for two or three days, Zong Jiming was really, this is the wild, not at home, how can she be in estrus anytime and anywhere.

Zong Jiming, who was red-eyed from the grinding, saw Guan Yiyi's small appearance, and instantly laughed, picking up the still shy villain, Zong Jiming put his panting lips close to the back of Guan Yiyi's ear, and said with a smile, "Yiyi~"

shouted 'one by one', and hid his red little face in the palm of his hand, shook his head, and kept reading a sentence in his mouth.

Zong Jiming leaned his head closer, and when he heard it clearly, he immediately laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Guan Yiyi's little face turned crimson, pulled back his hand, glared at Zong Jiming, and the words he said were even more stumbling.

"When did the husband laugh at the lady who left home, where did she learn the phrase 'color is emptiness, emptiness is color'? Well? ”

Picking up a strand of hair and putting it in his hand to play, the smooth feeling made Zong Jiming even more excited.

'Gollum'

The hair that was played with by Zong Jiming pulled up his scalp slightly, and at the same time, it was a little stinging, which made Guan Yiyi swallow his saliva a little unbearably.

'Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color......

Repeating this sentence in his heart for the umpteenth time, but Guan Yiyi, who had been teased by Zong Jiming, finally couldn't help it, got up and pressed Zong Jiming under him, and took the initiative to press his lips on his lips for the first time.

Zong Jiming was amused to see that the villain couldn't stand his teasing and twisted in his arms, but he closed his eyes with a resolute face, and turned his head to him with his hands folded and said, 'Donor, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. ’

Who knew that now he was forcibly kissed again, pressing Guan Yiyi's head on his chest, and hearing the sound of Zong Jiming's heartbeat in his chest as crazy as himself, Guan Yiyi laughed.

"Naughty ghost."

Hearing Guan Yiyi's laughter, Zong Jiming squinted his eyes, his face was still a little red, but he couldn't do anything, he didn't know what he was thinking, and followed Guan Yiyi out laughing.

The laughter spread all over the mountains, and there was a spring mood in the carriage, Eleven, who was sitting outside the carriage, straightened his waist and drove the carriage without squinting, he didn't know what was going on in the carriage at all, but why did the dark one never tell him that he had to endure such torture while protecting the lord.

"Stop, this mountain is opened, this tree is planted, you have to pass by from here, leave ......"

Eleven, who was still thinking about how to question the dark one when he went back, didn't notice the person in front of the carriage at all, and the horse pulling the carriage didn't get the order to stop, so he went straight forward, but he was so shocked that he lifted his front hooves when he passed not far from the roadblocker.

"Huh~~~"

Eleven, who was frightened by the horse's scream, quickly stopped, and when the horse stopped, he frowned and looked forward, just a glance, and he was scared that Eleven gasped, fortunately he stopped in time, otherwise he would have fallen into the trap with his master.

"What's going on?"

Zong Jiming, who was still teasing his little wife in the carriage, opened the door and saw a deep pit in front of the carriage, which seemed to be full of bamboo with sharpened heads.

"Who's in the way?"

After hearing this question, the roadblocker, who had been ignored, laughed, walked to the side of the carriage, and hit the carriage with a big knife in his hand, "This mountain is opened by the master, and this tree is planted by the master. ”

The old man, who had finally finished speaking, exhaled, raised his broadsword and waved it twice in the air, wanting to show his majesty.

The old man was dressed in a gray-black torn jacket, with a few black threads mixed in his gray hair, and the folds on his face were like cliffs, layered on top of each other, showing that the old man was old.

"Uncle, are you still going out to do business during the Chinese New Year?"

Zong Jiming closed the door, jumped out of the carriage, put his hands behind his back, bent down, and spoke in a gentle tone.

One sentence made the two people in the carriage laugh out loud, Zong Jiming glared at Eleven outside, glanced at the closed door helplessly, turned around and continued to smile at the old man.

The old man just wanted to rob some money, but when he saw that the three of them were so disrespectful to him, he angrily raised his big knife and slashed at the body. (To be continued.) )