Chapter Eighty-Eight: Miasma

Seeing this, Nong Feng also hurriedly stepped forward and said to An Wan:

"Wanyun, you have to calm down, note that he just teased you, he hasn't always been like this......"

"It's none of your business here, get out of the way."

An Wan looked at Nong Feng and spoke, with a little impatience in his expression.

What are you doing! I apologized for blocking myself!

At this moment, An Wan didn't have the slightest understanding of the horror of the fire he started on weekdays, and he didn't know how misleading his current tone was.

When the pillar came over from Nongfeng, he shrunk his neck back without a trace, and his voice trembled slightly.

"I... I am...... Tease you, you ...... You're not going to be bored like that, and I'm not telling a lie, you ......"

Before the pillar finished speaking, he saw An Wan directly raise his hand and push away Nong Feng who was standing in front of him.

The pupils in his eyes dilated, and the pillar felt that he was a little unlucky today.

It's not that I haven't joked before, but I haven't seen An Wan so angry, is it possible that after having a little husband, this female doll's temper is a lot more irritable?

Guessing in his heart, the pillar closed his eyes a little resignedly.

That's it, I don't struggle anymore, no matter how miserable I am, I won't lose my life.

Struggling lazily, the pillar stood up straight and looked at An Wan's broken and broken expression.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

After pressing the moment, he finally drove away Nongfeng in front of the pillar, and looked at the pillar with a very solemn expression.

"Huh?"

The pillar couldn't react a little, and opened his eyes and looked at An Wan in front of him in a bit of a daze.

I'm sorry for these three words, he had never heard them come out of An Wan's mouth.

"Did you hear what she said?"

Stiffly turned his neck and looked at Nong Feng, who was also still stunned.

Nong Feng shook his head in a daze, then nodded again, and kept busy with his head.

The pillar sighed, pursed his lips in disgust, and turned to look at An Wan again.

The little girl is not young, but she is really competitive, and she has to do her best in everything, how can she say it if she apologizes like this!

thinks that he accidentally broke Grandpa An's wine bottle at the beginning, and a whole bottle of old wine was harmed by her.

knew it was her own fault. But this Nizi was punished by Grandpa An for a whole day in order not to apologize.

That's it, An Wan still didn't say a word of apology.

And so on and so forth.

Zhang in the village is a big mouth, and one day An Wan heard him talking bad about Grandma An.

Without saying a word, he went up the mountain and grabbed a grass snake with the thickness of a child's wrist, and threw it into someone's house during the lunch break.

was caught on the spot, but even if Nizi was caught red-handed, she was still confident.

Another example is a prank that broke the village's ox cart. Another example is the scourge of a man's crop that has not yet grown.

Wang Yanzhian was a hard-mouthed and competitive troublemaker when he was a child.

There is only one purpose, that is: the first place in trick-or-treating, and it is impossible to apologize!

Therefore, when the pillar heard that he apologized to himself after pressing, he felt that it was incredible.

But before he could react, the female doll who had apologized to him had already run quickly to the shiny figure that was white in the moonlight.

The pillar looked at the female doll, and immediately seemed to understand something, and chuckled lightly after a while.

It seems that it really responds to that sentence, as the old saying goes, one thing descends one thing.

An Wan couldn't wait to come to Feng Zixuan's side, holding Feng Zixuan and smiling.

"It's amazing."

Feng Zixuan raised his hand and touched An Wan's head, and praised it without hesitation.

An Wan smiled happily, and the two continued to walk towards the mountain hand in hand.

After the vignette, the atmosphere between the four eased a lot. The distance under his feet became much nearer.

The bright moon hung high, taking advantage of the moonlight a few people rushed quickly, and the people who were not sure to build the station also passed, and the place where everyone went up the mountain to collect firewood on weekdays saw the middle of the mountain.

Unlike the brightness of the edge of the forest, the trees here are obviously much taller, and the foliage is much more luxuriant, and the bright moonlight here is only a few specks on the ground.

Unlike the bright cries of insects from the periphery, the roar of the mountains and forests can be faintly heard here.

In the dark, Nong Feng, Zhu Zi and An Wan tacitly agreed that one of them took out a already wet handkerchief and tied it to his face, and then Feng Zixuan felt that he had an extra soaked handkerchief in his hand.

Immediately after that, the female doll's solemn words sounded in her ears: "Take it, or you will be poisoned in a while." ”

After Feng Zixuan hummed lightly, he obediently wrapped the handkerchief around his mouth and nose.

When all this was over, the three of them picked up the fire fold in their hands, and the road ahead illuminated the back. An Wan stretched out his hand to the back and grabbed Feng Zixuan tightly, with a solemn look on his little face:

"Xiao Xianggong should follow me closer, and I will protect you."

With a hint of warmth in his heart, Feng Zixuan lowered his head and said softly: "Okay." ”

The slight sound of breathing sprayed onto his earlobe, and he felt half of his face numb when he pressed it.

Raising the hand that was holding Feng Zixuan and rubbing it against his ear, An Wan ignored his slightly hot cheeks and walked forward quietly.

It can be seen that the atmosphere of several people here has begun to be tense.

The faces of all three were serious and serious, as well as nervous.

The next few men drove cautiously forward for about half an hour, and the place where they came seemed to be deeper, and where the sound of the beast's cry was more pronounced.

There is no sound of the wind, but you can hear the very bleak whimper inside, which makes people feel more and more nervous.

Feng Zixuan followed behind, squinting in disbelief.

Against the backdrop of the firelight, the fog in front of it showed a multicolored color, and I once saw it in a book, and this miasma that turned into a colorless color under the light was the most difficult.

Hesitating, Feng Zixuan was about to open his mouth to stop the three of them, but at this moment, he saw that the pillar headed by him had already groped his way in.

"Pillars!"

With a hint of nervousness in such a voice, Feng Zixuan subconsciously clenched An Wan and wanted to stop it.

"Little Xianggong, don't be afraid, we've been in a few times before, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'll protect you."

Feeling that his hand was being grasped, he saw Xiao Xianggong's serious face, and immediately opened his mouth to comfort.

"How many times have you been in?"

Feng Zixuan's face was incredulous.

How could anyone get into such a powerful miasma?!

"That's right! Don't look at the fog, as long as you put on your veil and you'll be fine. ”

"Anyun, hurry up."

While the two were talking, the pillar and Nongfeng Street had already entered, and the shouts of the two could be heard inside.

An Wan no longer hesitated, and directly pulled Feng Zixuan inside.