Chapter 125: The moonlight is silent

With a thin neck skin of three and a half inches, drink the cold mang. The blood is swaying like a spring, and his life is gone, and he will never suffer a thousand times in the world.

Chen Baichuan sprinkled the warm rice wine on the loess bag in front of him, and the breeze blew the water column that poured down, and the wine was sprinkled all over the grave. It's a pity that the arrogant old man in the lonely grave will no longer look at each other angrily, and everything will be empty when people die.

Why is Fengxian willing to be a dog in Red Rain? Why did Old Man Zhan's spear break, and what about the legendary unparalleled Sky Gun? Everything became a puzzle, blown away in the wind.

Chen Baichuan originally wanted to sigh with emotion, "After many years, he eventually became loess and white bones", but he thought that the stinky old man couldn't see himself acting coquettishly, so he gave up this idea.

What words to say goodbye to, if you don't go out of the wind, you should carry sand into your eyes.

"Spare your children and grandchildren this time."

He didn't have time to spend mourning the deceased, the way back to Chen Guo was still a long way, and there was no such thing as this guy jumping on the treetops to investigate the situation along the way, and there was not much danger.

"This is the last bit of tea I have stolen, after the master returns to Chen Guo, he will plant hundreds of acres of tea to kill you. Whatever happens, the rest will be given to you. ”

Chen Baichuan took out a satin bag from his arms, threw it on the grave impartially, and turned to leave.

The smoke and dust billowed and the team set off again.

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The night wind grew stronger and stronger, blowing the flames that lit in the middle of the crowd.

Chen Baichuan and his entourage gathered around the fire, most of them dismounted to rest, and the warm fire had a hypnotic effect in the dark night. However, not far away, on the hill, a man and a horse stood in the dark, looking up at the stars and the moon.

Tonight's night sky is nothing but a blanket of darkness, with no moon or stars. So it is impossible for the people on the hill to be looking at the stars and the moon.

The others were in groups of three or five, leaning on their backs and chatting and laughing, curled up in a ball and fell asleep in advance. Naturally, the master and servant of the white frost would not gather in a pile with this group of men covered in the smell of sweat, and the master and servant spent the night hiding in the carriage.

Chen Baichuan got up silently, and he found that after Old Man Zhan left the team, Jiang Shiluo was reduced to a single person. The figure leaning on the horse looked so lonely.

Climbing up the hill lightly, the lonely figure turned around vigilantly.

Chen Baichuan helplessly raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender, he forgot that Jiang Shiluo also had martial arts, and he couldn't surprise her from behind like he did with Baishuang.

It seems that the gesture of surrender is not popular in the rivers and lakes, Jiang Shiluo saw that he was coming, there was no emotion on his pale and haggard face, and he said coldly: "Why is Gongzi Chen here." ”

Unexpectedly, after a few days, Jiang Shiluo still did not come out of his grief. Standing on this hill, are you missing Fengxian or Old Man Zhan?

After Jiang Shiluo buried the two deceased, he didn't leave Chen Baichuan's team for some reason, and followed the team silently all the way as when he came. Except for saying a few painless words to Xiao Qi, who delivered her food, she kept her mouth closed at other moments.

Tonight was the first time she spoke in front of Chen Baichuan.

"Little ...... Miss Jiang, what are you doing here? The wind is cold at night, and your clothes are thin, and this place is a little higher than the surroundings, and you can't stand for a long time when you are in the wind. Chen Baichuan racked his brains to come up with such words, and he felt stupid when he heard it in his ears.

It is better to directly persuade Jiang Shiluo to drink more hot water, at least it is good for the body. He blamed himself for not having a good draft before he came, so that he was now extremely embarrassed.

Sure enough, Jiang Shiluo didn't raise her head, and even turned her whole person back to continue to look at the vast night sky, and her voice still contained a chill: "I'm bothered by Gongzi Chen." ”

Chen Baichuan was helpless about this, he couldn't think of a good way to help Jiang Shiluo get out of the predicament, this was a heart disease. He knew the root of Jiang Shiluo's illness, but he didn't know how to prescribe the right medicine.

The loss of a loved one, that intense sense of collapse is enough for a person to truly break down. For example, that day, he howled like crazy while holding the corpse of the phoenix for most of the day, and finally put on his hair and scattered the red rain that left.

It's rare that Jiang Shiluo didn't wash his face with tears all day long, not to mention that Chen Baichuan didn't know if people would get up at night to wipe their tears.

Unable to think of a better way for a while, Chen Baichuan had a strange move in his heart. This trick is often unfavorable to the heroine in the film and television dramas I watched in my previous life, and it is unknown whether it can work on Jiang Shiluo, a real child of the rivers and lakes.

Chen Baichuan originally had the idea that more things are better than less, and planned to leave. When I was about to turn around, I caught a glimpse of the girl's graceful figure in the moonlight, as if she was immersed in the lonely cold.

She's cold.

That man can leave ruthlessly to the woman who is sad and weeping in the moonlight, but Chen Baichuan can't anyway. A certain string was plucked deep in his heart, and his heart was full of unbearable.

"If you want to cry, I'll lend you my shoulder."

Chen Baichuan couldn't believe that this kind of dialogue that only the male protagonist of a Mary Sue drama would say jumped out of his mouth, and the other party was not a Mary Sue heroine, how could he hug himself and release his emotions because of his own words.

Pipe dream!

He expected that Jiang Shiluo's most likely reaction would be to slap his face and make intimate contact with him, or even kick himself a few times. After all, the sentence just now only appears in the mouth of a frivolous prodigal son or the imagination written by a down-and-out scholar in this world.

The other party may think of himself as a flower thief who molests women from good families, and come to eliminate harm for the people. Chen Baichuan saw that Jiang Shiluo had not moved for a long time, turned around and prepared to leave.

Before he could take the first step, a pair of hands wrapped around him tightly.

If it wasn't haunted in the middle of the night, it would be Jiang Shiluo. The corners of Chen Baichuan's mouth raised, and he didn't say anything, waiting for the next move of the owner of the hand.

Jiang Shiluo's hair was spread on Chen Baichuan's shoulders, but she didn't cry, she just greedily felt the warmth of her hugging body. She is an orphan, and her only relative is a phoenix. She had been lonely for many years before her only relative said goodbye, and she was even more overwhelmed after her only relative said goodbye.

She has needed a shoulder for a long time, not to mention that she has had inexplicable feelings for the owner of the shoulder.

Chen Baichuan accepted Jiang Shiluo's embrace with peace of mind, and began to thank the Mary Sue School for its great contribution to him.

Long live the Mary Sue!