I drank Meng Po soup and was reborn (25)
We spent a few days in Mozhou, the city is small, the goods are complete, and the fun here is not found in the capital.
"I want to eat that!"
"That's called rock sugar gourd, sister Yuanhan."
"Oh, okay, brother, are we still enough for silver?"
"Of course it's enough, let's go buy it!"
Touching the money bag, it is indeed much flattened.
"Rock sugar gourd! How many are there? ”
"Two of them!"
Yuan Han smiled at the boss.
"One!"
She looked at me, a little lost, as if asking why I didn't explore the world with her.
"One is good, far cold, I don't like to eat this sweet, I'll just eat one or two."
Living in the world of flowers since she was a child, how could she not read people's minds? I know I can't hide it from her, but she doesn't want to uncover us, and even she has to learn to deceive herself.
Our escape was worth it, although in the near future we will pay a terrible price proportional to our present happiness.
"You're not from Mozhou, are you? I haven't seen much of it. ”
"Well, we're from the capital."
The people here are warm and welcoming, and they have a good grasp of the scale of this accompaniment, and the gas is as steady as a rock that does not make the traveler feel uncomfortable.
"Mozhou people, it's interesting."
"People, it's all about the same."
She raised the teacup in her hand, shook it counterclockwise, and continued, "Like a cup of tea, sweet and bitter." ”
"Hmm."
"Yuanxi is a child with very strong adaptability, but unfortunately, her vitality is too vigorous, and this era is not suitable for her."
"This era?"
"I know that she is from another place, and I can imagine that that place must be better than the Great Song Dynasty, better than the capital, and better than Mozhou."
"Actually, I ......"
"You know what? I had admired her, free and unrestrained, like a wild horse that had escaped from the briss and rode proudly in the desert, without soldiers or generals to restrain her. ”
On this day, I finally understood why it was said that there must be something hateful about the poor.
Yuan Han has a poor background and a bad fate, but all this has also created her dark character, she is a particularly extreme woman, guarding an extreme love.
Sometimes, I want to hug her and warm her cold body and cold heart. Sometimes, I want to run away from her, I am afraid that all her negative emotions will be transmitted to me, and I will always feel hopeless when facing the world.
Stumbling all the way, we finally came to the foot of Moshan, sure enough, this so-called holy place, heavily guarded, we originally planned to sleep under the mountain for a few days, and wait for Shangyu or Yuanxi to be able to go down the mountain one day, pass by us, and find us.
But the fireworks that burned on the first night attracted the attention of people in the martial arts.
"Who's there? Come out! ”
Yuan Han trembled with fear, she clung to the clothes behind me, and hid there, not daring to make the slightest extra sound.
"Come out! If I don't come out again, I'll release the arrows! ”
"Brother Shi...... What to do? ”
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
I was also shaking, and I couldn't show my fear in order not to let Yuan Han get too scared.
"Hey! What about this! ”
"Who?"
"Hero, spare my life, our brother and sister came from the capital, heard the name of Moshan from afar, and came to watch, unfortunately, we got lost here, and we didn't know whether to advance or retreat."
He followed my voice and slowly approached us, and listening to his tone, he should also be a young man in his early twenties, young and vigorous, and if he said a few nice words, he would definitely be able to clean him up.
Try to gamble and wait for his arrival.