Chapter 25: The Exit of the Cold Mountain (1)
Falling into the infernal hell, wandering in the desolation of dreams, sin blooming under the scorching sun. βEpigraph
Summer is strong, and the sun shines through the cedar forest onto the green grass, leaving a large or small circular light and shadow. In the early morning, the forerunners began to hunt insects in the woods, and some cicadas also came to join in the fun, playing the music of their short lives. That song also resounded through her summer.
Nan Tong had already been sent back by her in advance to ask about the soul and soul, and it was not good to do this three times and twice. The life she stole from the gods wanted to live a few more days.
She dozed listlessly in the carriage, and an ignorant little ball stood in front of the carriage, not knowing how to be afraid or dodging, and laughing happily and opening her hands.
The coachman's sharp-eyed and thick arms skillfully tightened the horse's rope.
"Huh~," the front hooves of the jujube red strong horse soared into the air, stopping in front of the child, and the little group of about five years old was wearing adult clothes and stretched out his hand to hug the horse.
"Sir, it's a child."
"How can there be a child in the barren mountains and mountains? Isn't it a white bone spirit? She patted herself yawning and said boredly, "Send it away!" β
The gentleman laughed, this kid is not a monster. I'll ask. The groom picked up the child and put it in the front seat of the carriage, and he did not dare to be too presumptuous without the consent of the gentleman.
"What's your name, kid? Where is home? What are parents called? Don't be afraid, we're not bad people, if you tell the truth, we'll send you back. β
It sounds like a human trafficker.
The coachman was in his forties and had a beard on his face, and if a child saw him, he would take a detour, but this group did not cry or make trouble, and did not listen to what he said, but looked at the carriage curiously.
"The gentleman inside is a beautiful person, the most beautiful woman in the world."
The child's eyes flashed like stars, and that kind of thing was called hope.
"Really?" The child kneels in the doorway of the car, leaning forward to show his desire to know. He stared at the curtain, hoping to see the woman inside, "But my mother must be better looking than you." β
"Really?" The woman inside lazily raised her interest.
The carriage was running leisurely, the camel bell was tied behind the roof of the car, and with the walk of the jujube red horse, there was a clear sound, crisp and beautiful.
She flipped through the scrolls casually, but her tone was very serious, no flattery, no flattery, and sincerity.
"I also think your mother is the most beautiful person in the world. Come in, let's say session. β
Mothers are the greatest creatures, and the mothers of children will always be the most beautiful people in the world!
"Uh-huh." The head of the dango is dotted up and down like a rattle.
"My name is Sake Baidu, I am seventeen years old this year, I am from the Anxiety Relief Hall, and I am going to Juyi City to do an old man's business. Dango, should you introduce yourself? "She is kind to you, and when you want to know something about other people, you should be honest with yourself.
"My name is Mu Tianbai, I am five years old this year, I ran out of a bad family, I want to be a hero, walk the rivers and lakes, eliminate evil and promote good, and support justice."
Bacheng is a rich boy who ran away from home, and if he ran out rashly like this, his father and mother must be in a hurry and naughty. But he's so cute, staying a little longer wouldn't be considered a trafficker, right?!
"And what happened to you?"
"I was ...... just now," Xiao Tuanzi lowered his head, unable to make an excuse for his disguise mistake.
When the breeze blew, her gentle smile broke into his heart, without warning, and it was impossible for him and his father to meet.
"Okay!" Dango's strange expression amused her, and she picked at Mu Tian's white-fleshed chin, which was full of elasticity.
"Let's go to Juyi City together, where there are a lot of stories about the rivers and lakes. If you want to be a hero, you have to go once. There, you will experience the same rivers and lakes as Shen Dao back then. β
That rivers and lakes, the wind is loud.