Shen Qiu's question was not answered in the end.

The mountain ghost did not answer.

He...

I may not be able to answer either.

After tidying up the scene and throwing the corpses into the woods, the two men mounted two horses, drove the rest of the horses into the mountains, and set out on the way home with the booty.

The two of them went one after the other, but they were not in a hurry.

The fall of Lord Dutong represents the end of the Northern Dynasty spies in the Taihang Mountain, and this Taihang Mountain can have a peaceful time again.

The peace that comes this time may last a long time.

Shen Qiu followed behind the mountain ghost, and he didn't pull the reins of the horse, allowing the horse to follow the mountain ghost in front of him on the night road.

He stared at the emaciated back of the mountain ghost, thinking about something while recovering the true qi in his body.

Shen Qiu didn't deliberately provoke the mountain ghost just now, let alone try to take the mountain ghost out of Taihang, Gongsun Yu would not leave, at least now, he would not leave here.

The reason why he asked that question was partly because he felt the tragic past of the mountain ghost, and the other half was a reminder from his heart.

The state of the mountain ghost Gongsun Yu is not quite right.

He is not only completing the revenge of his relatives, but also trying to pursue the liberation of death in pursuit and attack again and again.

Shen Qiu had studied psychology in his previous life, although it was only an introduction, but the situation of mountain ghosts was not uncommon in his previous life, especially among those veterans who survived the battlefield.

The companions who get along day and night have all died on the ever-changing battlefield, and only one person survives, so the person who survives must think about why he survived?

What is the meaning of surviving yourself?

Do you deserve to survive?

People who experience death and rebirth will always have a sense of mission and guilt that erupts from the bottom of their hearts, and if left unguided, these two feelings will eventually drive a person towards self-destruction.

The mountain ghost obviously has a serious tendency to self-destruct.

Shen Qiu is not a master of psychology, and he can't use a pendulum to hypnosis the mountain ghosts.

His question is just that he hopes that the mountain ghost will think more about it in the future, if he really steps into self-destruction.

Even if there is only a second of hesitation, maybe he can save this brother who feels good about Shen Qiu.

The night was dark, the two of them were silent, one after the other into the depths of Taihang Mountain, after nearly 4 hours of trekking, finally at dawn, back to the hillside.

Shen Qiu saw Qingqing from a distance.

The girl had gotten up early in the morning, and was rolling up her sleeves to wash the mane of the horse tied to the door in the early morning sun.

She didn't care about what she did, and she yawned.

Obviously, this is just a simple matter of finding something to do for herself, she must be very bored and annoyed, such a broken mouth, let her stay alone for 3 days, it is simply a terrible torture.

Shen Qiu looked at Qingqing's back, and in the brighter and brighter morning sun, a warm current rose in his heart.

This new world is not bad...

When he first arrived, the world gave him the best guide.

"Hey, stupid girl, do you miss your senior brother?"

Shen Qiu rode on his horse, picked up his true qi, and shouted at Qingqing.

This startled the girl, and the only remaining bit of sleepiness was dispelled, and she turned around in astonishment, and saw the mountain ghost brother and the stupid brother riding their horses up the hill one after the other.

Qingqing screamed in surprise, she threw away the brush in her hand, and she didn't wear shoes, just spread her hands and ran towards Shen Qiu.

The girl's loose hair was fluttering in the wind, she had been a little thin recently, and her face, which was no longer fat, was full of pure happiness and relaxation, and she finally didn't need to worry anymore.

There is no need to be afraid anymore.

Senior brother is back.

He didn't go back like the master, he kept his promise, and he came back.

"Senior brother!"

Qingqing jumped up, was grabbed by Shen Qiu, and put her in front of the saddle, she hugged Shen Qiu like a kitten, and her little head was still rubbing against Shen Qiu's chest.

She said:

"You two are really scared to death, I'm ready to leave here this afternoon and go to the mountain village."

"What a stupid thing to say?"

Shen Qiu smiled and took out something wrapped in oilskin paper from his horse pocket and stuffed it into Qingqing's hand.

The little girl untied several layers of oiled paper, and smelled a fragrance, which was high-grade dry food "seized" from Lord Tutong, like pickled chicken or duck.

It's not delicious, but it's much better than the air-dried meat that Qingqing nibbles on every day here.

Qingqing's throat moved up and down, she wanted to eat it very much, but she still tore off one obediently and handed it to Shen Qiu, she said:

"Senior brother, you eat first."

"I've eaten it, you can eat it."

Shen Qiu patted the girl's head, watching Qingqing stuff the cured meat into his mouth, eating sweetly, he smiled, patted the horse pocket full of things, and said to Qingqing:

"You go clean up the kitchen, I'll cook a good meal today, treat us."

"Uh-huh"

Qingqing's mouth was full, she nodded vigorously, jumped off the saddle, and rushed to the kitchen.

Shen Qiu tied himself and the two horses of the mountain ghost, took the things from the horse's pocket, and sent them into the kitchen, although he didn't sleep all night, just took a nap on the way back, but Shen Qiu was not very tired.

He and Qingqing were messing around cleaning up the ingredients, and the people in the black guards left them a lot of good things.

A big bag of sugar, some refined salt, a handful of seasonings, and best of all, a couple of small porcelain bottles.

The mountain ghost was also very interested, and he took the bow and went to the mountain.

Half an hour later, he returned with a deer on his shoulders and some fresh fruit and mushrooms.

The meal took a long time to prepare.

After all, Shen Qiu was the only one busy in the kitchen, and the Qingqing girl was only responsible for lighting the fire and emptying her stomach, just preparing to eat and drink.

It wasn't until the afternoon, close to evening, that Shen Qiu prepared the last dish.

In the cheers of Qingqing, Shen Qiu built a bonfire on the hillside, put the washed venison into the bamboo pole, grilled it on the fire, and made seasonings, but unfortunately there was no brush, so he could only use a small bowl to pour the juice.

The large table in Qingqing's house was moved out, and it was filled with vegetables, as well as several large bowls of rice.

The mountain ghost and Shen Qiu sat opposite each other, Qingqing sat next to him, waving bamboo chopsticks, and from time to time glanced at the roast deer that was spinning by Shen Qiu's manpower next to him.

"Come, have a drink."

Shen Qiu picked up the coarse porcelain bowl, and poured wine into it, which smelled a little sweet, not like white wine, but like glutinous rice wine or fruit wine.

He clinked glasses with the grinning Qingqing.

While it's not so good for underage drinking, the...

Children of the rivers and lakes, eat meat and drink wine in a big bowl, this is the true meaning of walking the rivers and lakes.

Qingqing pretended to be bold and drank all the wine in the bowl, but when the wine entered her throat, the girl coughed violently, and her cheeks flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This wine is not high, judging from Shen Qiu's experience, it is only more than ten degrees, but for a girl and a half, the wine is also very strong.

"Sweet, a little spicy."

Qingqing shook her head, raised the porcelain bowl to her senior brother in a cute manner, she patted the table and said:

"Little Er, another bowl!"

"Don't be drunk, stupid girl."

Shen Qiu sandwiched vegetables for Qingqing and patted her on the head.

"Oh."

Some slightly drunk girls did not refute, but obediently lowered their heads to eat.

Shen Qiu looked at the mountain ghost opposite, the latter was still wearing the mask, this was a silent eating and eating, and he didn't talk.

He poured himself a bowl of wine and said to the mountain ghosts:

"Brother Gongsun, we can be regarded as friends who have carried guns together, and we still don't show our true faces, let me see you? Could it be that you are a lady in the boudoir and can't show others? ”

This is a joke, of course.

"Hehe, senior brother, you're saying strange things again."

Qingqing whispered:

"I don't understand every time you say strange things, but it's fun."

The mountain ghost hesitated, he glanced at Shen Qiu, then at Qingqing, and finally at the sunset shining obliquely in the distance.

Under Shen Qiu's gaze, the mountain ghost's hands were raised, and they were put behind his head along the mask, and in a crisp sound of machine springs, the mountain ghost's undeparting ghost face was taken down.

He raised his head and looked at Shen Qiu.

And Shen Qiu's expression was a little strange, and the green girl's eyes widened.

The two of them's speculations about the appearance of the mountain ghosts were all in vain.

This guy isn't handsome, but he's not ugly either.

He had a thin face, melon-seeded, with rough skin and small eyes, but his two eyebrows were characteristic, spurting upwards and curving downward at the ends.

Typical knife eyebrows.

With those rather sharp and calm eyes, it adds a touch of indifference to this unremarkable face.

He is not old.

Shen Qiu still guessed correctly, judging from his face, the mountain ghost was at most 25 years old.

"I thought the mountain ghost brother would be more heroic."

Qingqing muttered to herself in disappointment.

This girl has drunk too much, and she is talking a little nonsense, but she has the potential to be a drunkard.

"Here, have a drink."

Shen Qiu smiled and picked up the wine bowl to the mountain ghost, the latter was a little hesitant, he looked at the wine in the bowl that was not very clear, and he said in a hoarse tone:

"I never drink."

"When you drink alcohol, you get groggy and your reactions will be slower."

"There are no more enemies."

Shen Qiu glanced at Qingqing, lowered his voice and said:

"People can't always be tight, Brother Gongsun, if the spring is pressed for too long, it will lose its elasticity, uh, you don't know the spring, that's fine."

"It's just that today, just see me and Qingqing off at that time, let's have a drink."

"See you next time, I don't know what year or month it is."

This sentence seems to have touched the mountain ghosts.

He picked up the wine bowl and bumped into Shen Qiu, the two glanced at each other and drank all the wine in the bowl.

"Happy."

Shen Qiu also hadn't tasted wine for a long time.

After being beaten in his previous life, he spent a long time drinking to drown his sorrows, lingering in noisy night scenes every day, and the faces around him changed one after another.

Ah, what a time of debauchery, and now that I think about it, it's like a past life...

Wait, it really seems like a past life.

"Senior brother, it's done, it's done!"

After Shen Qiu and the mountain ghost drank three bowls, Qingqing pushed Shen Qiu impatiently, pointing to the roast venison bubbling from the bonfire, and Shen Qiu handed one of the two daggers he took from Lord Dutong to Qingqing.

He said:

"If you want to eat, cut it yourself, be careful, don't get burned, cut it and put it in the seasoning, and wait until it's cold before eating."

"Oh"

Qingqing answered, and she grabbed the dagger and ran to the campfire.

After Qingqing left the table, Shen Qiu looked at the mountain ghost, and he slowly took out a rolled-up piece of paper of unknown material from the clothes on his chest.

He put the paper on the table and pushed it to the mountain ghost.

The latter picked it up suspiciously, glanced at it, and he had only begun to read and write.

The quaint words on this scroll were only slightly understood, but just a few words made the mountain ghost wake up from a slight drunkenness.

"This piece of paper is what my master took out of the ancient tomb, the so-called immortal relics."

Shen Qiu held the wine bowl and said in a voice that only he and the mountain ghost could hear:

"Just for this thing, Qingqing and I almost died, and the old man himself was afraid that he would lose his life, so Qingqing gave it to me... It's really interesting. ”

He whispered:

"Taihang has a fairy gate, prosperous for thousands of years."

"The shadow is chaotic with the sun and the moon, and the Taoist weapon sues the Xuanming."

"Once prosperous, the hatred will last forever."

"If you have someone who is destined, take me to inherit, shape my mountain gate, cultivate my true law, and go again... The road to heaven. ”

After Shen Qiu's poem was finished, the mountain ghost on the opposite side had already quietly clenched the Chengying Sword in his hand.

Shen Qiu told the deepest secret in his heart.

But Shen Qiu didn't care about the mountain ghost exuding a murderous aura in front of him, he reached out and snatched the paper splitter that depicted the location of the Taihang Immortal Gate ruins.

Under the gaze of the mountain ghost, Shen Qiu's left hand was lightly raised.

The relics of the immortal family, which were worth ten thousand gold, fell into the bonfire of roasted venison in an instant.

The Qingqing girl shouted for meat, but at this time, she had tilted her head, leaned back on the chair and fell asleep, not noticing the confrontation between Shen Qiu and the mountain ghost at all.

When the paper fell into the fire, it ignited quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a burst of sparks and completely disappeared into the world.

This scene made the mountain ghost's eyes widen.

Shen Qiu shrugged his shoulders and put the coarse porcelain bowl to his mouth, and he said vaguely:

"You've found it, haven't you?"

"This sword, and your swordsmanship, were all obtained from that ruin, no wonder the ghost is like this, not like ordinary sword moves. What a lucky person, Brother Gongsun, you are more like the protagonist than me..."

"You..."

The mountain ghost looked at Shen Qiu in disbelief, he held the hand of the Chengying Sword and opened it easily.

Shen Qiu put down the porcelain bowl as if he was drunk.

He staggered the last bit of wine into the bowl, and said to the mountain ghost:

"God knows this, you know and I know, and the young girl's brain can't think of this layer. If a third person in this world learns about this, you can take my head with Chengying in your hand! ”

"But Brother Gongsun, I didn't make this oath because I wanted to repay my kindness, nor did I want to blackmail you."

"Bang"

Shen Qiu smashed the porcelain bowl on the table, and he said to the mountain ghost:

"It's because I treat you as a brother, even if you think I'm Gao Pan, or I have ulterior motives... Time will tell. ”

"Drunk, drunk."

Shen Qiu patted his head, shook his head, and stood up, he said to the mountain ghost:

"This venison, please help me deal with it, Brother Gongsun, Qingqing and I will eat it on the road tomorrow."

"Also, I said that I have a heart disorder, and you can help me."

Shen Qiu exhaled, he pointed to the black long sword in Gongsun Yu's hand, and said:

"I want to watch the film, so I only borrow it for one night. Can? ”

The mountain ghost did not answer.

The mountain wind blew, the black shadow broke through the air, Shen Qiu stretched out his hand to fish, and the Dao Instrument Chengying fell into his hand.

Together, there was also the deep voice of the mountain ghost.

"Yes!"

"Hey, I said you, don't throw things around, it's not good to knock down flowers and plants."

"What's more, it's such a dangerous thing, if I am slower, you will have to hoe my grave with Qingqing today next year."

"Don't talk nonsense, take it and use it, return it tomorrow morning, you... Sand sculptures. ”

"I'll say it again, that's not how it was used!"