In the early morning, Lusong Mountain is covered with clouds and mist, it is a good season in summer, green mountains and green waters, a piece of green. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Cang walked all the way down from the top of the mountain with a small burden on his back, and his eyes were still a little confused. The cracks in the stone steps were crowded with grass, and the cool dew dripped on her trouser legs, and by the time she reached the cliff peak, the black trouser legs were already wet.

Jinsong bluestone, complementing each other, there is a man in white, holding bamboo in bundles, his body is as fast as the wind, listening to the sound of breaking the air from time to time, Mo Cang cat's waist, quietly walked behind him, picked up a small stone and flew at him with a "whoosh".

Mo Yi raised his feet and rose and fell, the white clothes were like floating clouds, he didn't look back to avoid Mo Cang's sneak attack, Mo Cang came back to his senses, the bamboo branch in his hand had reached his neck.

She still held her breath in her heart, if it was someone else, I was afraid that her face had been scratched by Senior Brother Yi.

Her plain little face showed a flattering smile: "Senior Brother Yi's martial arts have grown again!" ”

Mo Yi was deeply helpless about her habitual naughtiness, but her face was not half visible, and her face was straighter than a loose board. Momen's only junior sister, although she was taught by the master's father from strictness, but a group of junior brothers still treated her very humbly and fond of her.

"Cang'er, next time, I'll tell the second master."

Mo Cangtian is not afraid of the earth, he is only afraid of a Mo Xiwei, and when he heard Mo Yi move out of his name, where would he dare to be a scoundrel, he only obediently made a gesture: "Cang'er knows that he is wrong." ”

However, Senior Brother Yi and they have always talked about it, and they never made trouble in front of Uncle Xiwei. She didn't believe that her senior brother was willing to let her kneel on the board.

She blinked mischievously: "But, Senior Brother Yi, I'm going to Ningshan Academy today, and when I come back from Shangyu, you have to remember to settle accounts with me!" ”

"Master, willing to let you go?"

After Mo Yi finished asking, he looked at her carefully, but saw that her slender body was covered with an embroidered bamboo black dress, and the so-called handsome boy's hair that she had asked for after rolling around with the master was also completely combed, and her forehead was smooth.

Mo Cang responded with a smile: "Well, Master said that I should go out and practice and gain more knowledge." ”

"Well, be careful."

Mo Yi said a simple word, then turned around and raised the bamboo branch.

Mo Cang waved his hand at his back: "Senior Brother Yi, I'm leaving!" ”

She didn't hear an answer, so she counted the stone steps again, and went down one step at a time.

Behind her, Mo Yi turned around and watched the small figure disappear from his sight little by little, thoughtfully.

Without the little junior sister's Lu Songshan, it must be a lot cleaner, and no one will make trouble, so he can practice martial arts with peace of mind.

He jumped on the cliff, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, no, the way down the mountain is obviously closer to the west, why did Cang'er go around to the east?

Mo Cang walked slowly, and she squinted slightly as she saw the red sun rise, and the light shining in her face. She took a dogtail and shook it, wiped the sweat from her face, and walked down the hill.

If it weren't for what happened when she was five years old, she would never have been willing to go far!

She had never gone down the mountain alone, and she usually walked the farthest place, but she only followed the brothers who went out to teach the scriptures to the nearby city lord's mansion.

But it's just a city.

How did Master let himself run so far alone this time?

She curled down her toes in her straw sandals and sighed.

Turning around and looking at the towering Lusong Mountain, I suddenly felt a little sad in my heart, as if I would never come back. She resisted the urge to shed tears, wiped her eyes fiercely, and walked away without looking back.

Farewell, Lusong Mountain!

The word Master often puts on his lips is still used, so this is enough to be the reason why he only gave himself a string of copper coins.

Standing on the road that was not too wide, Mo Cang looked up at the scorching sun in its prime, these two copper plates, are they flowers, or not?

The fellow who drove the ox cart was already impatient, if it weren't for the good-looking appearance of this child's jade head and flour, he would have left a long time ago! But what's wrong with being good-looking, Maung Bi Pan An can't be eaten here by him, and it's still silver.

Thinking like this, his face was a little unsightly, and he said impatiently: "Child, do you sit or not?" ”

"I ......" Mo Cang gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "Sit!" ”

Whatever, let's go through this village first, when she arrives in Shangyu, she can go to help others work without money for food, but it really can't be done, and she can also go up the mountain to collect medicine.

She didn't think about it without a move, the blue sky, the white clouds, and the faint fragrance of grass in the air, she fell asleep like this.

The fellow looked at her sleeping face very entangled, called her a few times but failed to call people up, simply carried her to the side of the road, and very kindly took two handfuls of thatch from the cart to cover the person.

"Drive!"

Not far away there was the sound of horses' hooves, and the road was full of mud after the rain, and the two good horses were splashed with mud. Of course, there is also the sleeping Mo Cang, who is also splashed with mud.

She only felt a dense coldness on her face, and before she could open her eyes, there was a heart-rending pain in her legs, and she couldn't help but cry out, and then tears fell.

The slightly mournful cry was particularly frightening in the silence of the night, and the first of the two riders in front of him tightened his reins.

Looking at the white horse wandering in place, the guard behind jumped off the horse and asked, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”

The voice called "Childe" after opening his mouth was loud, with some curious endings: "Fang just seems to have hurt someone." ”

The guard was stunned for a moment, and was about to turn around to investigate, but saw that the man in purple had already led the horse and walked back.

"What's wrong, what's the injury?"

He crouched down, put one hand on her shoulder, and asked softly.

Mo Cang was holding his legs and crying, and he had not been injured for a day before he left his master...... She was even in pain and grievances, and her tears became more and more fierce, and her trembling shoulders shrugged one after another, looking really pitiful.

Hearing the voice of inquiry, she didn't raise her head: "Leg hurts......"

"Come, get on the horse!"

He glanced at her, stretched out a hand to grab her, and Mo Cang leaned on him like a cripple on one foot, and was carried by him and mounted on his horse.

The guards were still a little surprised, Gongzi was obviously in a hurry, why did he still care about such a trivial matter? The boy who looked a little like a child didn't have anything extraordinary.

But the master's business, he still has less to worry about.

Three people and two horses, accompanied by the sound of clattering horses' hooves, disappeared into the woods with a hint of whiteness. (To be continued.) )