So...... Are they still human?

Ji Juan slowly lowered his head, not showing half of the anger just now, and seemed to have calmed down.

Seeing this, Changqing choked and pulled Ji Xuan's clothes, "Girl...... What's wrong with you, girl? ”

Ji Juan raised his head, and his face had already returned to normal.

"Nothing."

According to the news given by the tenants, Ji Juan went to the barren temple in the back mountain, behind the barren temple is the mass grave, the snow is half a foot deep in winter, and the sky is dark when he enters the forest, he only feels that it is difficult to move, Qi Jia has a heart to mention the heart, and finally he can't stand it, so he squats down and lets Ji Juan come up.

"Don't be stubborn, if you fall, it's more troublesome."

Ji Juan glanced at Changqing beside him, hesitated slightly, and agreed.

The year is not good, it is the middle of winter, and it is difficult to describe the desolation everywhere, Qi Jia carried Ji Juan on his back and looked for it twice, only to see the three words of Granny Gui on a small wooden stake, because it is a new grave, the words are still relatively clear, but I am afraid that after this winter, as soon as spring arrives, the snow melts, and these words will not be distinguishable.

Changqing ignored the snow on the ground, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times in a proper manner, Ji Juan just stood on the ground, Qi Jia had already put his cloak on the ground, "Don't get your clothes wet, go back to catch a cold." ”

Ji Juan smiled at him, his heart was full of warmth, he was indeed a very warm person, and he was always careful and considerate.

After burning the silver ingots and paper bundles prepared in advance, Ji Juan and the others walked back with a heavy heart.

Along the way, it can be seen that the tenants are sweeping the snow on the eaves with ladders, lest the snow fall at the end of the year and collapse the roof, and then the snow will be worse, but I am afraid that I will not be able to survive.

"There is still half a moon to go before Chinese New Year's Eve, what are your plans this year?"

Qi Jia seemed to be deliberately changing the topic, Ji Juan was stunned, and then he reacted, "Well, I haven't thought about it yet." ”

Qi Jia didn't say much, just concentrated on the road under his feet.

"Will you go back to Beijing for the New Year?"

Changqing asked with interest, Qi Jia thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "It depends on where our Ji Niangzi celebrates the New Year." ”

Changqing listened and couldn't help laughing, "Girl, let's go back to Beijing for the New Year, I heard that there are a lot of fireworks in the imperial city on Chinese New Year's Eve, which money can't buy." ”

Looking at the little girl's excited appearance, Ji Juan couldn't help laughing, but felt a little more relaxed, and secretly sighed that the little girl was a little girl, and she didn't have too much thought.

Kyoto is too painful for her, she never thought of going back, if she could, the farther away from there the better, but she didn't want to disappoint Changqing, so she had to be silent, there was still half a moon, let's go and see.

When he went back, Yuesheng and his people had barely cleaned up the small hut.

Ji Juan walked on her own when she came out of the forest, but no one saw Qi Jia carrying her.

Mrs. Qi came over with a delicate lotus bowl, handed it to Ji Xuan, and said with a smile: "Quick, drink some hot water to warm up, fortunately I brought a set of bowls when I came, otherwise we would only have to drink water with the bamboo tube cut by Yuesheng." ”

Big families pay a lot of attention to it, half of the dishes and chopsticks will not borrow others, and Ji Juan is not too surprised to bring his own bowls, he took it with a smile, the water was still hot, and when he looked up, he saw a few small people busy cooking something around a small soil.

"I don't think you want to go to the master's house, so let's pay attention to it here, follow the official road to the front at night, I remember that there is a post station, and the foothold is just right."

Ji Juan handed the bowl to Changqing, stepped forward to hug the old lady, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, grandmother." ”

She didn't know why, the old lady Qi was getting more and more fond of it, and even wanted to be coquettish to her, this kind of kitten-like clingy thing, she really did it for the first time, but she felt very warm.

Mrs. Qi is also very happy, Qi Jia people are withering, and none of the relatives in Kyoto are worry-free, either thinking about getting more oil and water on you, or thinking about how to intrigue with each other, she doesn't like any of them.

For this little girl, she had a good impression of it when they met for the first time, and later the lone seedling in the family also thought about others, and she was even more unspeakably happy, but ...... Looking at Ji Xuan's stomach, she couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Tired or not, there is no way to rest here, let's go to the carriage and rest."

Ji Juan was indeed a little tired, and nodded yes.

There was a small stove in the carriage, and a thick mattress was laid out, lying on it as if falling into the clouds, and Ji Juan soon fell asleep.

……

"Wanwan, my Wanwan!"

In the dark night clouds, Ji Juan heard a terrible voice, she looked back, she couldn't see anything in the devouring darkness, the voice was very familiar, she must have recognized that person.

Ji Juan listened, becoming more and more flustered and scared, she asked in a loud voice who was there, but the voice seemed to disappear suddenly, and only the boundless darkness responded to her.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she saw clearly... The man was wearing black armor and fell in a pool of blood, and that demonic handsome face was not Yin Chi?!

"Wanwan... Wanwan ...... You're finally here......"

Yin Chi's hand was holding the cold sword, on the sword eyebrows, the blood was smudged, he struggled to hold her hand, but it was only in vain, watching the hands gradually fall, Ji Xuan's heart ached, as if some sharp blade was cutting his heart.

"Ah——!h

She snapped her eyes open, her chest heaving violently, "Don't be afraid, you're just having a nightmare." ”

Qi Jia sat on the side, pinching her wrist and listening to the pulse.

"I've been working hard these days, and I'll be back tomorrow to recuperate."

His face was solemn, and Ji Juan didn't dare to refute.

"What did you dream about?"

"Nothing."

Ji Juan subconsciously perfunctory, Qi Jia didn't say anything, just said a soft "um", as if he believed it, as if he ...... No matter what she says, he doesn't react too much, she says yes, that is, she says no, then it isn't.

"Let Changqing come in and comb my hair, I'm going to Liang's house."

"Okay."

The north wind howled, and the carriage skirted half of the grange before finally stopping at the courtyard of the Liang family in the east of the village.

Ji Juan was tightly wrapped in rabbit fur by Mrs. Qi, and she still felt a little hot in the carriage, and when she got out of the carriage, she shivered.

"Grandmother is right, the north wind here is much colder than the west, hold Grandmother's hand, be careful."

Ji Juan smiled and nodded, and did so.

Qi Jia walked in front, and Yuesheng went to knock on the door.

After a while, a teenage girl ran out.

"Who are you looking for?"

His voice trembled, and he looked at the few people outside the door with wary eyes.

"You're in charge. Let him come out and speak. ”

Yuesheng showed that set of arrogant momentum, the little girl glanced back, staring at a pair of big eyes like copper bells, "Our master is not here, let's come back another day!" ”

After speaking, the door was about to be closed, and Yuesheng quickly held it up, "Don't worry, little girl, the main family is not here, let's talk!" "He looks like a pimpy rakhan.

In the main house, the stove was burning, and Liang Dalang circled around his father several times, "Come on, now people are really looking for the door, I heard that Miss Nine has found a good family, she blows the wind on the pillow, let's finish playing, Dad, you are really, I said it at the beginning, don't move the old woman, things are not worth a few dollars, but provoked a sao!" ”

"Da Lang, sit down, your father has burned his eyebrows, and you are still adding fuel to the fire, and your skin is itchy?"

Liang Dalang glanced at his mother, smacked his mouth, and closed his mouth a little unconvinced.