Chapter 6: The Formation of the West Village

Wuge, who was wet all over, picked up a tree branch out of nowhere at this time, squatted on the edge of the waterhole more than a foot away from Mo Xingzhi, hung his head, held the branch, and scratched blindly on the ground.

From time to time, she glanced at Mo Xingran who was sitting against the stone wall with the corner of her eye, only to see him covering the left side of his face with one hand, his face was ruddy, his eyes were dull, and he remained motionless in this position...

Wuge said "cut" in a low voice, thinking that kissing would also call him kiss, and now I will play with her "wooden man", right?

The only thing in the canyon was the sound of the water, only the sound of "bang", the water splashed in the pool, and then there was a childish and sharp cry: "Ahh

Wu Song was frightened, and when he turned around, he saw that the bamboo in the waterhole was closing his eyes, waving his short arms and legs and fluttering up and down.

She clasped her hands around and looked at the bamboo for a long time: "I said, bamboo, everyone falls down, ahh Why did you fall down and it was "Bang, ahhh

"Help me! cough cough, help me!" Bamboo opened his eyes when he heard this, his big eyes were full of tears, and he looked frightened, and shouted at Wuge, who was "not too big to watch a play".

Wuge was frightened when he saw the bamboo, and hurriedly scooped him up.

Mo Xingran also came back to his senses at this time, but his face was still like a monkey's ass.

"Bamboo, why are you only being washed down now. ”

Bamboo sobbed and ran to Mo Xingran's side, snorting and tearing: "Childe, it's great that Bamboo can still see you, I thought I was dead." After saying that, he crashed into Mo Xingran's arms, and Mo Xingran gasped when he hit him.

"I hugged a board just now, but the board was too long and stuck between two stones, I didn't dare to let go, until finally I couldn't support it anymore, so I was washed down..."

He looked up and looked around, looking at Mo Xingran with big eyes full of tears: "What about the others? Also, Childe, what's wrong with your face?"

Mo Xingran's face turned even redder when he heard this: "No, it's nothing..."

"The others didn't see it, he was fine, but he asked me to kiss him, and I kissed him. "No song, no shame, no shame and "honest confession".

Hearing this, Zhuzi crawled up from Mo Xingran's arms, his face was full of horror, he looked at Wuge, and then looked at Mo Xingran, with a look of disbelief: "Childe, you, you, are you pregnant?"

When the two of them heard this, they almost fell into each other's heads.

Mo Xingran lifted the ears of the bamboo: "I'll tell you not to play with that Hu Yueyue in the Medicine King Valley, you won't listen." ”

"Hey, it hurts, Childe, don't dare to bamboo, you beware of not moving the fetus. ”

Mo Xing's face turned red, and Wuge couldn't help but hold his stomach and lean back with a smile: "Talent!"

Mo Xingran let go of his hand, turned his head and pointed the finger at Wuge: "And you, you...", he turned his face to look at Wuge and smiled like a flower, and immediately turned his head to look at the sky in shame: "I just want you to rub it lightly!"

Wuge was stunned when she heard this, and this time it was her turn to be embarrassed: "Then, who told you not to finish your words." ”

"You're not going to finish listening to it. The two looked back at the sky.

Zhuzi saw that the atmosphere between the two people was really weird, and he was very sensible and wanted to ease the atmosphere: "Childe, the matter has come to this, let's raise the baby with peace of mind." ”

The voice fell, and the two of them knocked on his little head one by one, and the bamboo wanted to cry without tears.

......

The three of them, dressed in wet clothes, waited for a long time on the edge of a waterhole in the canyon.

"I think they should have been washed down first, already gone, or somewhere else. Mo Xingran lowered his eyes and pondered.

Zhu Zi pulled the crumpled wet clothes on his body with his short hand: "Childe, why don't we find a place to dry our clothes first." ”

Mo Xingran nodded: "That's right, the sun is going down, the wind here is not small, and it's always inappropriate for us to wear wet clothes." ”

Thereupon...

Wuge raised his hand and pointed to the east: "You see that the water flows from east to west, which means that the east side is high, let's go to the east." ”

Mo Xingran objected: "You can't use normal thinking in this "Linglong Array", isn't the river flowing from low to high? I think we should go west..."

"Even if you can't think normally, how do you know it's the west. No song interrupted.

"Because the sun is over there, and..."

didn't wait for Mo Xingran to finish speaking, Wuge's violent temper came up, new hatred and old hatred, regardless of whether he was a god or not, whether he was a god or not, and he was like a cannon: "What, the third prince, are you praising your father? ”

She crossed her waist with both hands, obviously forgetting that this was not a glass fairyland, and the ink star in front of her was not Qiyuan.

"I, yes, said. Mo Xingran said word by word: "The sun is about to set, you mean that there is a downwind outlet, should we go upwind and find a place to dry our clothes and spend the night?" There was some resentment in the words.

"Just now, did you stammer, did you stammer, what, this can also depend on me?" Listening to Mo Xingran's words, Wuge took out the posture of Aunt Murakou again.

"Head west. ”

"East!"

The two were at a stalemate, and suddenly the two eyes looked at the confused bamboo, and said in unison, "Where do you say to go?"

Zhuzi looked at Wuge innocently, then looked at Mo Xingran, trembling and leaning towards Mo Xingran with his little head in his hands: "Xiantong, you let Gongzi go, Gongzi, he shouldn't be angry now." ”

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Bamboo limped behind the two, pouting, rubbing his head and his short legs.

The long canyon is not very wide, twists and turns are slippery, the river washes the stone walls, and there are winding currents underfoot.

"We'll have to go faster, until the sun goes down, I can't use spells, I'm afraid it's not safe in the night. Mo Xingran urged the two of them.

The three of them hurried to get out of the long canyon before the sun went down.

Outside this canyon is a vast hillside, and the hillside is covered with a gorgeous manju sawa, and when the sun is about to set, the sunset is reflected in the sunset, which is fiery red, and it is very enchanting.

Wuge was a little stunned when he saw the beautiful scenery in front of him, he didn't expect that there was a cave outside the canyon, in addition to the dangerous peaks and strange stones in this exquisite array, there was such a beautiful place, and he suddenly felt that he didn't go to the east...

"Childe, look, there is a village under the hillside. "Bamboo stood on the edge of the hill and looked down.

Wuge rushed over when he heard the words, only to see that there were indeed a few scattered tiles at the foot of the hillside, and at this time, the curling smoke rose from the tiles, and Wuge's stomach growled, and he only felt that he could smell the aroma of rice on the hillside.

Wuge ran to Mo Xingran's side and pulled his sleeve, and said busily: "Quick, let's go, are you standing here waiting for someone to come up and invite you?"

Bamboo rubbed his empty little belly: "Yes, Son, the rest of the people may have been waiting for us in the village a long time ago." ”

Mo Xingran frowned and nodded slowly.

It didn't take long for the three of them to reach the path in front of the village, out of breath.

The path is lined with large fields of rape flowers, and the sun has set at this time, and the golden fields are a little hazy in the afterglow.

Out of nowhere, a ball rolled and swayed to Wuge's feet.

"Hey, how did you throw the ball on your head. "From the rape field came the voice of a child.

A pair of chubby little hands climbed up on the mud dam, and with the elbows of both hands, a little boy with a dirty face climbed up from the field, he pointed to the ball on the soles of Wuge's feet and grinned: "Hehe, kick it for me." ”

Three or four children climbed up from the field one after another, and one of them scratched his head in annoyance: "I'm sorry, did I hit you." ”

Wu Ge saw that this group of children looked like children in this village, and he was busy asking to see whose parents were good at talking and could give them food.

I heard a woman shouting at the entrance of the village not far away: "Small table, small bench, go home for dinner, if you don't come back, your father will kill you immediately." ”

The child at the head was so frightened that he turned around and was about to go back to the village, as if he remembered something, he ran to the soles of Wuge's feet, picked up the cloth ball, and turned around and ran towards the entrance of the village.

Before Wuge's hand was lowered, he saw that the group of children had disappeared in a smoke.

"His dad is horrible. Zhu Zi shrunk his neck, thinking that he was lucky that he didn't have a father: "Let's go back, the people in this village don't seem to be very easy to talk." ”

Wuge's stomach made a loud "grunt", hunger overcame fear, she pulled Mo Xing Dye, carried the bamboo, and strode towards the entrance of the village.

From not far away, the entrance of the village is full of lights, the big red lanterns are hung on the trees, the stone plaque at the entrance of the village is written with the big characters of "Moxi Village", and the couplets are also pasted on the two stone pillars. A few children under the stone plaque were playing with stones in groups, and some farmers were carrying hoes and shovels and walking to the village in sweat.

Further inside, smoke rises from the stoves in front of the houses, and peasant women wander around the stoves, with free-range chickens and ducks at their feet, and a few small dogs lying on the door. Although there are only a few scattered families, when you enter the village, you will find that the people in this village are still quite prosperous.

A peaceful and idyllic scene.

"Hey, you guys are from the other side of the canyon, aren't you?" a young woman called out to them, standing under the red lantern at the door of her stove and wearing a fairly neat cloth cloth tied to her head.

Wuge looked back at the woman, and when he saw her kind face, he suddenly felt that today's dinner had ended.

"Exactly, girl, we are from... Ah!" She was halfway through her words, and Mo Xingran suddenly stepped on Wuge's instep, Wuge's eyes were poisonous at this time, and he glared at him and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Mo Xingran didn't even look at her, and arched his hand at the woman: "Girl, we are from other places, I don't know if it is inconvenient for you to let us stay overnight." "A polite nobleman.

Wuge glanced at him angrily, thinking, well-dressed beast.

"What a girl, there are several babies. It's convenient and convenient, a few people came this afternoon, several of them men and women, saying that they also came from the other side of the canyon. The woman's face was slightly red.

Wuge and a few people were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Where are they?"

The woman raised her hand and pointed to a house not far away: "Erniuzi's house in front of him, Erniuzi's house has many houses, and he can live in it." ”

The three of them thanked the woman, and the woman waved her hand: "You will come to eat in a while, I am afraid that his house is full, so you can live here with me." The three of them nodded yes.

Wuge looked at the tiled house of Erniuzi's house not far away, and from the window, he could vaguely see the flickering candle flame inside.

Bamboo couldn't help but run over first, and before he reached the door, he shouted at the top of his voice: "You don't say wait for us, my son and I are worried about death." As he spoke, he pushed the door open.

However, there was no one in the room.