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When Song Wan'er knew about it, they were already on their way out of town.

"We're just leaving?" Song Wan'er turned her head to look at the direction in which the carriage left behind her, and after a long time, she looked at the people around her and asked.

Yunmo glanced at Song Wan'er with a smile in her eyes, "If you don't leave, it's hard to stay here for the New Year." ”

After the winter solstice, it seems that there are more flavors of the year all at once.

On the way out of the town, you can already see people selling New Year's goods.

"Where are we going?" Song Wan'er leaned on Yunmo's body.

"Let's go to Mount Tai to visit the master first." Yunmo said when he heard this.

Song Wan'er nodded, she promised her master that she would go to see him when she went back.

"Brother Mo, you haven't told me yet, what happened after I fell into a coma in the mountains that day?" Song Wan'er saw that Yunmo was in a good mood, and took the opportunity to ask.

Yunmo looked at Song Wan'er in his arms, "You haven't asked anyone else." ”

Who this other person is talking about, both of them know in their hearts.

Well, Song Wan'er took the initiative to look away, she admitted that she had asked Dark Seven, but Dark Seven didn't tell her.

"Nangong Yao is the guardian of the treasure of the previous dynasty, we got the treasure, and when we came out, we met some people who were ambushed in the middle of the road, but they were all solved." Yunmo Road.

The thrilling and dangerous process was said lightly by Yunmo.

Song Wan'er didn't believe that things would really be so simple, but they met Nangong Yao, since they were destined for the treasure, the process of getting the treasure would not be too difficult.

"You already knew there was a problem with that brother and sister?" Song Wan'er asked.

Yunmo fiddled with Song Wan'er's clothes to keep her from getting cold, "According to the old hunter, there have been rumors of haunting in the mountains for several years, even experienced hunters don't dare to enter the mountains alone, let alone a pair of such young brothers and sisters." ”

"The hidden guards of the previous dynasty, there are not many people left, and every once in a while, they will send people out and bring some people back to train."

Some of these people who were brought back for training were bought, some were abducted, and of course some of them strayed into the mountains, and the son of the old hunter should be the last case.

"How did you settle them?" Song Wan'er asked, of course, she would never say that what she cared about was someone who had a ghost on someone.

You can never guess a woman's thoughts, and the best thing to do at this time is to ...... Yunmo looked at Song Wan'er's eyes slowly deepening, and her head slowly lowered.

In the carriage, a low moan was heard occasionally, and there was no other sound than this.

When Song Wan'er was let go by Yunmo, her face was red, her breathing was unsteady, and her whole body was weak, if she hadn't been held in Yunmo's arms, she would definitely fall softly on the carriage now.

Yunmo's breathing was also unsteady, so she secretly gritted her teeth and endured it, hugged Song Wan'er hard, and rubbed her body a few times with her big hand, grinding the girl.

Song Wan'er noticed the change in Yunmo's body, and was obediently held in his arms, looking at him sincerely with a pair of eyes, showing her innocence.

Yun Mo smiled angrily.

Well, she did get a little wrong.

Song Wan'er gestured with her eyes to help solve it herself.

"If you tease me again, I don't care what place it is." Yunmo said ruthlessly.

On the carriage, the dark seven who were driving the car looked like an old monk, looking at the horse in front of him, concentrating on the carriage, his ears covered by his hair, and the tips of his ears began to spread red.

The next time you catch the car, you must ask one of Liuzhou or Zuo Ming to come.

Liuzhou and Zuo Ming were riding on the horse, and they felt cold all over their bodies inexplicably, and they had a bad premonition in their hearts.

In the small town, the people who arrived in a hurry not only didn't get anything, but they ran into the gifts that Yunmo carefully prepared for them, and the people who rushed the fastest also suffered the most serious losses.

The formation that had been inherited for a hundred years by the royal family of the previous dynasty once again played a role and proved its power.

"I won't let you go." The embarrassed man shouted angrily.

Of course, more people simply did not have the opportunity to leave, and slept in the mountains outside the town.

"Let's go." Nangong Yao was wearing a huge cloak covering his entire body, standing in the distance, watching the scene in front of him happen, and after a long time, he sighed.

"Let's go." The chief of the guard opened his mouth and gave an order, and everyone surrounded Nangong Yao and left.

The task that the chief of the guard received was to escort Nangong Yao away, and as for other things, the chief of the guard would not care at all.

The group left the town and left day and night in the opposite direction of Song Wan'er and Yunmo.

At the foot of Mount Tai, it is still lively and prosperous.

The place where the Son of Heaven sealed Zen, Mount Tai has been an auspicious place since ancient times.

There are a lot of people coming and going, and the taste of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger.

Today happens to be a rare big market day, and the people of dozens of miles nearby have brought their own things to the town under Mount Tai.

"Fresh vegetables, guests take a look, the vegetables in the small shop are absolutely fresh." The merchant shouted, and a lot of people immediately gathered around him.

In the winter season, when the weather is cold, you can see the green vegetables, and everyone only feels that their eyes are bright, and they have not eaten yet, and they have already felt the deliciousness of the taste.

One winter, the potatoes and radishes were eaten for several months, and it was rare to see such a handful of green vegetables, and everyone gathered around.

Seeing this, the little vegetable seller had a smile on his face.

A horse-drawn carriage came from outside the town, and the lively streets of the town slowed down the carriage even more.

"Master, there are too many people in front, it's not easy to go." Seeing this, the driver said.

Sellers occupy almost the entire street, and the rest of the place is filled with people buying things.

Game, mountain delicacies, farm dishes, handicraft workshop gadgets, are everywhere, and at a glance, it is really dazzling.

"Huh!" The old man lifted the curtain and took a look, but he was not surprised by such a bustle, "This is still good, and by the end of the year, it will be even more lively here." ”

Song Wan'er lifted the curtain and looked at the vendors around her, her eyes swept everywhere, and she only felt that her eyes were not enough.

"Stop, let's go down and walk." Yunmo commanded.

A few people got out of the car, Dark Seven drove the car to find another way, and several of the guards scattered into the crowd and guarded the master's surroundings.

"Wow!" Song Wan'er looked at the people who came not far away, and exclaimed, with a happy face, "I want to eat that." ”

Not far away, the man who came was carrying a pole full of sugar gourds.

Some hawthorns are round, some are flat, and the outside is finely pasted with syrup, crystal clear, and when you bite into it, the opposite feeling of sweet and sour instantly fills the tip of the tongue. (To be continued.) )