Chapter 159: It's always there
This tomb door needs two keys to be opened, and it is even said that if the trust of the Muxi clan patriarch can be obtained, the person who comes can go straight to the bottom of the tomb and take away the defense map like Mu Qingshan.
But later, the girl did not come, and Chen Wangshu's grandfather Chen Bei did not come.
Among them, there must have been some terrible changes that caused the girl's death. Chen Bei...... No, it is even said that the emperor behind Chen Bei had no time to take care of the affairs of the sixteen states at all, so the defense map was hidden in this dark place.
Gradually, it lost its value, and like the rest of the collection in the girl, it was only merely commemorative.
Chen Wangshu thought about it, a little embarrassed.
Although she didn't have the chance to see it, when the girl got the defense map, it must have been another story of throwing her head and spilling blood.
"Now that my grandfather is gone, your grandfather is at the border and can't come back. Since he gave you this key, he wants you to find out the truth of the year yourself. He couldn't say it, or he didn't want to say it to us. ”
Chen Wangshu said, put the tea cup on the table, drank so much hot ginger soup, and soaked her feet in hot water, which made her a little hot, and her little face was flushed.
"Going around and around, let's go back to the big lady. This is the most direct to check, why was the eldest lady of the year, a noble little lady, taken captive to the mountain and became the lady of the village? ”
"Her home was in Tokyo at the time, thousands of miles away from your father's cottage. Your aunt is gone, and she happens to go up the mountain. What is her purpose? Why did your father accept her? ”
Chen Wangshu would never have thought of anything like Hu Guogong, greedy for flowers, lustful and robbing people's daughters!
After all, not everyone has such a lust and courage as her, and not everyone is as beautiful as Yan Jue.
"Qingqing, don't soak for too long, I'm sweating for a while, and I'm sitting here again, it's time to catch a cold."
Chen Wangshu nodded, his eyes moved, and he fell asleep in the quilt obediently, shivering a few times, "Husband, it's so cold in the quilt, it's too late tonight, so don't read!" ”
As soon as her words fell, Hibiscus, who came to pour water, opened her mouth suspiciously, "Girl, what are you talking about?" I'm afraid you'll be cold, so I stuffed three soup women in the quilt! It's almost the same as a firekang! ”
Chen Wangshu is embarrassed, hey! People are hard to dismantle! I just want a beautiful woman to warm the bed, okay!
Yan Jue burst out laughing, he took off his coat and went to the bed gently.
Chen Wangshu only felt a tightness around his waist, and a big hand rested up.
No way! The temperature of the head is too high, and it is about to burn until it smokes! The body stiffened like a dead fish......
Chen Wangshu spat on himself ten thousand times in his heart, and then heard a light laugh above his head, "Qingqing's quilt is not covered, don't catch a cold." What are you thinking? His face was so red that he felt like he had knocked over a rouge box. ”
It turned out to be a quilt!
Cover the quilt, cover the quilt, why do you bring your beautiful face here!
"I was thinking, it would be nice to add some brown sugar to the ginger soup."
As soon as Chen Wangshu finished speaking, she spurned herself, she should have said that I was thinking about you!
Obviously, she was the tenth level of love stories and the first fishing master in the entertainment industry!
Yan Jue chuckled, "Well, you want brown sugar, and your face is red when you think about it." ”
Chen Wangshu snorted, closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep. But she smelled the fragrance before, and she was caught in the illusion, which really consumed too much energy, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
When she fell asleep, the smile on Yan Jue's face gradually disappeared.
He stretched out his hand and gently brushed Chen Wangshu's hair behind his ear.
"Song Qing, there won't be a fourth fog."
The son sat on the beach and watched his mother go to the sea, and she gradually sank down, and the white dress was no longer visible. The blonde hair was invisible, and in the end only the hat was left floating on the surface of the sea. ”
The son thought, "If my mother goes to the bottom of the sea, then she must be a mermaid." I painted that painting, and you picked it up, and now in the Dachen Dynasty, we met again, so this is probably fate. ”
"You don't know, but I've always been there."
After Yan Jue finished speaking, he puffed out his face! What stupid thing is he doing, complaining to a person who is asleep, it's so stupid! What is the difference between him and smirking at Song Qing's poster before!
He touched his hot ear, flicked the soup woman in the quilt, moved it to Chen Wangshu's feet, looked at Chen Wangshu's sleeping face, and grinned for a while.
Immediately closed his eyes again, made a cool look with an expressionless face, and forced himself to sleep.
……
Early the next morning, the sky cleared.
Chen Wangshu and Yan Jue had finished eating, and then got into the carriage and prepared to return to the capital.
"I don't understand what this formation is. Brother Mu is still reinforcing one or two by himself, don't let people look for it anymore. The green mountains do not change, the green water always flows, and there will be a period in the future. If you need any help, just come to the Huguo Mansion to find me. ”
"I should have stayed here for a while this time, but I'm going back to catch up with Enke", Yan Jue said, handing Mu Qingshan a small bag, "Here, there is some money." Don't put it off. There are only two of you in the clan, and there are many things that you have to start over. ”
"I still advise you, it's better to go to the capital with us, it's deserted here."
Mu Qingshan took it with a smile and shook his head, "Everyone has their own fate, and we Muxi people also have our own fate." Great grace is not grateful. In the wilderness of our mountain village, there are no good things. ”
As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag and handed it to Chen Wangshu, "County Lord, there are some skins here, they are very gorgeous, and the people in the village didn't need them before, so they stayed." It's also good to give it to the county lord to make a hand warmer. ”
"And this one, there are two jars of wine. It was brewed by my grandfather himself, and some medicinal herbs were put to strengthen the body. When the little general is reading at night, if he feels cold, he can relieve the cold by taking two sips. ”
"Sending you a thousand miles must be goodbye in the end, and you will have a safe journey. Mu Tong, what are you still doing in a daze? If it weren't for the little general and the county lord who rescued you from the secret room, you would have died a long time ago. ”
As if he had been suddenly awakened, Mu Tong stepped forward, he hesitated for a moment, took out a bracelet carved from green sandalwood from his sleeve, and handed it to Chen Wangshu, "County Lord, this is what I carved last night." If it is given to you, it will be regarded as a miracle medicine to return you. ”
Mu Qingshan took a look and shouted, "Mu Tong! ”
Mu Tong turned his head and smiled, "I really carved it last night, and if I wear it in summer, there will be no mosquitoes." ”
Chen Wangshu took a look, the bracelet was simple and atmospheric, very good-looking, and took it, "That's really good, I'm afraid of mosquitoes." I don't have a miracle medicine, but a few blood-replenishing pills. ”
"Come and don't be rude, this jar should be my return gift. I hope to see you again, I'm afraid it's not your granddaughter, I have to open my throat and shout, Grandpa, there's a white-haired grandmother at the entrance of the village! ”
Mu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, and the people around him laughed.
Chen Wangshu winked at Yan Jue and led him into the carriage.
Not long after the carriage left, the Muxi clan land disappeared as if it had a magical barrier.
After that, there were countless graves, two lonely people.