On the street, Qingluo did not get on a donkey, and carefully walked through the chaotic crowd with Gu Jingzhi.

Gu Jing protected people with one hand and led the donkey with the other, blocking malicious eyes from all directions.

When they arrived at the entrance of the town, the two suddenly turned back, only to see a group of people chasing after them, and they still had the door panel in their hands and removed it as a weapon.

Qingluo held down Gu Jingzhi's action of pressing the knife, and then he quickly got on the donkey, and then Gu Jingzhi led the donkey.

The donkey carries people, and people lead donkeys, and the speed is really fast, anyway, the people behind them don't keep up.

After running outside the town entrance and seeing the back in front of them, a group of people scolded for a moment, and the huge door panel was directly pushed to the ground.

Walking to the country road, Gu Jingzhi slowed down, and the donkey slowly slowed down.

He looked at Luo again, and saw that her face was a little tense, but there was no uncomfortable look, and he was still worried:

"Arlo, do you want to come down and slow down for a while? I'm not afraid that people will catch up after me when I stop, and I'll take them out. ”

Qingluo gasped, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little anxious just now, just slow down." ”

As she spoke, she took the water bladder handed by Gu Jingzhi, took a sip of warm water, and patted her somewhat cold face.

Gu Jingzhi took the water bladder and tightened it, and threw it into the back basket at will.

"Okay, let's move forward, let's get home as soon as possible, I'm a little homesick." Qingluo said in a somewhat depressed mood.

Gu Jingzhi nodded, paying attention to her complexion, and quickened his pace, but he would not let Qingluo jolt on the donkey's back.

Qingluo slowly breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the somewhat gloomy and misty sky, the corners of his lips hooked, and pinched out an arc without any smile.

Those refugees chased after them, and their bodies were already at the end of their crossbows, and Gu Jingzhi could easily take them down, but they still didn't match them.

It's not that I'm soft-hearted, but I don't think it's necessary

After all, there is no real grudge, and if you can avoid it, there will be no turmoil.

Walking on the trail, there were also villagers supporting each other and limping towards Baiyun Town, all full of suffering.

After seeing Qingluo and Gu Jingzhi, he stopped slightly, looked up and looked at Qingluo, who seemed to be sitting on the back of a donkey, clean and clean, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Gu Jingzhi led the donkey as usual and passed through them.

The other party did not step forward, and continued to cheer up and walk forward.

Halfway up the mountain, the countryside road below, and the outline of some villages are getting farther and farther away.

Qingluo breathed a long sigh of relief, sure enough, it was better on weekdays, the mountain was bustling and lively, and what he saw was a plain and vivid scene.

So she doesn't have too many taboos about going down the mountain.

But now what I see there is life and death, human suffering, more people are displaced, and the pictures are dark and tragic.

The silent sorrow of the people, the numbness in her eyes, made her resist.

Maybe in the near future, all kinds of human tragedies will be staged, and then she will definitely resist going down the mountain.

Qingluo looked at the cave house that was hazy under the clouds, the stream in front of the door was murmuring, pushing open the stone door, and the big black pounced up, not as lively as usual, but the tail was still very energetic.

The courtyard is full of flowers, fragrant and vibrant.

The inside of the quaint cave house is even more warm.

Separated by a mountain, it may not be long before there will be hell on earth outside the mountain, and paradise inside the mountain.

Naturally, every time you want to cross the interval of this mountain and enter the mountain that is full of sorrow and despair wherever you go, you must be mentally prepared.

Every time I go down the mountain, it is a test of my willpower, and I resist it more and more over time.

Returning to the cave in the mountain, the whole person relaxed, and Qingluo threw himself into the soft Arhat bed.

When Gu Jingzhi put the things down, she swung her legs, half sat up, her back sank into the soft pillow, and she scooped up a pillow in her arms, listless, and her whole body was wilting.

Gu Jingzhi was also upset when he saw it, turned around and went to the kitchen, took out a small plate of rock sugar hawthorn from the cupboard, and twisted one with a smile and sent it to Qingluo's mouth.

Qingluo's head tilted, Gu Jingzhi looked at his hands, and said with a smile: "If your hands are clean, Ah Luo can eat with confidence." ”

Qingluo looked at him with his head high, saw that he looked sincere, pursed his lips, opened his mouth and bit the rock sugar hawthorn, and deliberately bit his upper and lower teeth hard.

Gu Jingzhi reminded: "Ah Luo, be careful, don't push too hard, don't bite your teeth or bite your tongue." ”

"Ah......h

Before Gu Jingzhi's words fell, Qingluo covered his mouth and screamed in pain.

Gu Jingzhi hurriedly sat beside her, held her face with one hand, and then carefully broke her mouth.

Qingluo slapped his hand away, then grabbed his hand, spit out the remaining half of the rock sugar hawthorn in his palm, and then covered his mouth, wanting to cry without tears.

"I really bit my tongue, it hurts! It feels like it's going to bite! ”

Gu Jingzhi urged: "Quick! Arlo's tongue sticks out for me to see. ”

Qingluo covered his mouth and looked at him accusingly, "It's all you, saying that I want to bite my tongue, I am cursed by you, crow's mouth!" ”

Gu Jingzhi tried to break Qingluo's mouth, but under her vicious gaze, he could only sit honestly on the side.

"How could I possibly curse Arlo! But it's true that I'm a crow's mouth. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted his mouth, full of sincere confession.

Qingluo saw it, the anger on his face slowly dissipated, and he took the rock sugar hawthorn sideways, stuffed one into his mouth, and stuffed the other into Gu Jingzhi.

Gu Jingzhi looked at Qingluo leaning on his side, his brows lowered, wilting and chewing hawthorn, and a little sugar residue stuck to his red lips.

After her hawthorn was eaten, Gu Jingzhi held her in his arms, hugged her, and shook her slightly, like coaxing a child.

Qingluo rubbed Gu Jingzhi's warm chest and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

I'm really tired, so let's take a nap.

As for falling asleep, it's not good to lie downstairs, so it's not within Qingluo's concern.

The man's arms are warm and comfortable, and they are full of reassurance, Qingluo's brows are stretched, and his face is quiet.

Gu Jingzhi gently kissed Qingluo's forehead, full of pity.

Thinking of Qingluo's coquettish appearance of being a scoundrel, and thinking of the fact that she instructed Su Qingyao and comforted Yang Wenxue at the bottom of the mountain, she was very calm and calm, which was trustworthy.

Behind the screen, he didn't pay attention to the three women's words, but he could still hear them clearly.

At that time, Qingluo's voice was faintly cold, and her tone was not hurried or slow, and it would not make people feel pretentious, but would only fall into the scene she depicted.

Gu Jingzhi looked down at Qingluo with his eyes closed in his arms again, only to feel that his heart was like eating honey, and his whole body was full of sweetness.

He couldn't love all of Arlo's appearance.

And Arlo, who is so coquettish and has a little temper at any time, only appears in front of him, and he loves it even more.

In the evening, I had a steaming and hearty meal, followed by a plate of sliced meat, with sauce on the side that could be dipped or not.

It's a dish that is served every day, and eating some beneficial slices of meat every day is just like eating every day.

To put it more luxuriously, eating meat as a cooking is a little tired, and it is the same as doing a task.

Fortunately, there are only two of them on this Dakui Mountain, otherwise it would be too hateful, especially the people at the bottom of the mountain can't eat.

Time flies in a blink of an eye, and more than a month has passed, and it is already late spring.

The melons and fruits on Dakui Mountain are fragrant, sweet, green, sweet, crisp, all kinds of fruits, let you pick them.

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