When the time comes, the night is as quiet as water.

After dissuading everyone who insisted on staying with them for the night, the room was finally quiet.

The occasional sound of insects indicates that there are still creatures that have not fallen asleep at this moment. The wounds on his back and neck were still oozing blood intermittently, and after several attempts, he finally had no choice but to give up.

It was impossible to lie down, after sitting for a day, his body was already tired and sour, so he moved his shoulders uncomfortably, stood up on the edge of the bed, and slowly walked to the window.

The night sky outside is still as beautiful as ever, never changing its laws for anything that happens in the world. Ouyang Fort was quiet and terrifying, and Mao Qing took a deep breath, those strange and familiar breaths were mixed together, and he couldn't tell who had left and who had stayed.

"The night is heavy, and my husband is injured, why is he still restless?"

A voice came from the darkness, and Mao Qing was slightly stunned, laughing at himself for being really injured, and he didn't even notice anyone approaching.

"The night is heavy, since you are here, come in!" Mao Qing replied with a sigh, but the person was still standing in front of the window, looking at the dark night outside.

After a few moments, footsteps sounded in pieces, and then the door was pushed open and closed with his backhand.

Meng Jiang, who was wearing a green shirt, folded his folding fan and gently waved it at Mao Qing, "Mr. knows that Meng Jiang will come?" ”

Mao Qing shook his head, "I used to think that I knew everything, and I could feel the breath from a hundred miles away. Now I realize that the world is so big, and the place I spied on was only like a frog in a well, and what I saw when I looked up was only a narrow place. ”

Meng Jiang was terrified. Mr. wise, why should he be so arrogant! ”

"The first time I saw you, I thought you were just a scholar with a full stomach! Life is rich, but he has left home and traveled the world! In order to just have a fresh and exciting picture to fill the leisure time. Mao Qing paused and sighed softly.

Meng Jiang clasped his hands and hung down on his chest, his eyes also looked out of the window with Mao Qing, and replied lightly, "My father also wanted me to live such a life!" ”

"That being the case. And why cling to the irretrievable past. And miss out on the big time! Your father doesn't want you to be like this! Mao Qing looked back at Meng Jiang, and the regret in his eyes was beyond words.

"yes. My father. I always wish I could become a scholar with a full stomach! Meng Jiang chuckled and raised his right hand. And I have also held a pen and written poems in this hand! ”

Mao Qing didn't answer, and turned his gaze back to the window. On the white undershirt in sight. A little bit of blood is like a plum blossom in the snow, arrogant and stubborn.

Meng Jiang looked at his back and asked with a sigh, "Sir, don't you want to know, what am I holding in this hand now?" ”

"I don't want to!" A very short answer, followed by a silence like night.

Meng Jiang seemed to be waiting, and he couldn't tell what he was waiting for. There seems to be a desire in my heart that the person in front of me can say something dissuasive, or say something touching to turn back. But another voice laughed at his cowardice and cowardice at the same time.

After a long time, Meng Jiang seemed to sigh. His eyes no longer looked at Miqing, but lowered his head to his toes. He said to himself, "Since Mr. doesn't want to know, then Meng Jiang has nothing to say!" The night is cool, and my husband is seriously injured, so let's rest early! Meng Jiang said goodbye here, Mr. Wang's cherish! ”

After Meng Jiang finished speaking, he still didn't look up, just stared straight at his toes.

Mao Qing did not answer, nor did he dissuade. His silence made Meng Jiang at a loss, and finally moved his steps and walked towards the door!

"This is the green jade order taken down from Xiaohuan's body!" Mao Qing turned around suddenly, and at some point there was a clear and warm cyan jade in his hand, which emitted a faint glimmer in the dark night.

Meng Jiang's feet froze, but he didn't dare to look back.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Nature is the return of things to their original owners!"

"Returning to its rightful owner?" Meng Jiang turned around excitedly, looked at Mao Qing fixedly, and said with a smile, "A good sentence to return to the original owner!" Meng Jiang must abide by Mr. Jiang's teachings and let it really return to its original owner! ”

Meng Jiang snatched the green jade order from Mao Qing's hand and quickly left the room. The footsteps were chaotic, disturbing the comfort of the garden.

Mao Qing still maintained the movement of reaching out, the door opened and closed, bringing in a cool breeze, but it could not blow away the feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

Mao Qing said slowly, "I want to know what can I do?" It is to question the world with you, stirring up the dark tide under the calm; Or do you want to stop it and maintain the precarious peace in front of you? I can't do anything? It can't help you, it can't stop you! Since a qiē originates from the Qingyu Order, let the Qingyu Order pacify everything! Jiang Xiaoyu, what do you think of that? ”

After a while, there was the sound of tiles on the eaves, and the smile was like the occasional insect chirping from the flowers.

"I think it's best to just knock him unconscious and tie him up!" An angry voice came, followed by a white corner of clothes.

Mao Qing turned his head to look over, but smiled as if relieved, "Aren't you leaving?" ”

"Hey, you've got enough of the dead face! Why I left, and why didn't I go, you still don't know! I sue you, if you dare to say something that makes Ben Shaoxia unhappy, Ben Shaoxia will immediately tie you up and go to Hualiu Street! The sound of air bulging continued to drift down from the eaves.

Mao Qing laughed in a low voice, "The rules of the rivers and lakes should be a fair competition." Since you like Ayin, I'm not against dueling with you! But give me a sword first! That's fair! ”

"You go to die!" A broken tile flew into the room with a low roar, and Mao Qing wanted to raise his hand to separate it, but he didn't think that his wrist was weak, and his fingers were directly cut by sharp edges and corners, and the tile fell under his feet!

"If you throw a sword, I'm going to die!" He breathed slightly, but his words were rarely relaxed.

A moment later, a head poked out from the window eaves, looked in half-down, and saw the wound on Maoqing's hand pouting a little uncomfortably, and flew into the room.

"It seems that the injury is really not light, and I can't catch a small tile!" Jiang Xiaoyu muttered as he helped Mao Qing to the side of the bed, thought about it, took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom and handed it over, "This is the wound medicine of the Heavenly Court, and it is made by the Protoss." Since the medicinal herbs in the world don't work, you try this first! ”

Mao Qing stretched out his hand to take it, his slender fingers turned the bottle, and said lightly, "It turns out that you are really from the Protoss!" ”

"I~" Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and turned his face away a little unnaturally.

"That's fine!" Mao Qingwu sighed to himself, handed back the porcelain bottle in his hand, and Jiang Xiaoyu looked at him puzzled.

"What are you doing? Pretend to be high? My life is almost gone, pretend to be a fart! ”

"I'm a mortal, so I naturally use mortal medicine to heal my injuries, this is the rule!"

"Rules, fart!" Jiang Xiaoyu was so angry that he snatched the medicine bottle, opened the placket of the puff, and poured half a bottle at his neck! Before Mao Qing could stop it, Jiang Xiaoyu had already ripped off his underwear and turned to his back. At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open again, and Ayin, who was rubbing his eyes sleepily, walked in. (To be continued.) )