Chapter Eighty-Three: Another Amo
"Qinghe, be careful, don't run, you're not familiar with this." Tian Cuizhu got up and saw Luo Qinghe's movements, so he was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Luo Qinghe.
"Mother, I'll be careful." Luo Qinghe comforted Tian Cuizhu, and then looked up, only to see the pheasant and Ah Mo disappear in front of him after a while, Luo Qinghe looked at it with blank eyes.
"Mother, look, I can't see it, I'm definitely not going to run away, I'll go and get Ah Mo back, maybe Ah Mo has already caught a pheasant, and by the way, I'll go there to see if there are any artichokes." Luo Qinghe pointed in the direction where Ah Mo disappeared and said, "I promise that I won't go far." ”
Tian Cuizhu nodded, after all, this is the periphery, and it is still far away from the deep mountains, so he is relieved to let Luo Qinghe go, but he told him again, not to run.
Luo Qinghe nodded hurriedly and said yes.
Tian Cuizhu saw Luo Qinghe walking away slowly, so he was relieved to pull the artichoke.
The mountain road is not easy to walk, not to mention the unfamiliar mountain road, Luo Qinghe walked for half an hour before arriving at the place where Ah Mo was gone.
Luo Qinghe looked around, and squatted down, but he still didn't see Ah Mo, he ran really fast.
"Amo-" Luo Qinghe shouted, without any response, and without hearing any movement, Luo Qinghe frowned, looked around, and walked in the direction where the branches were broken in the low.
After walking for another quarter of an hour, there was still no figure of Ah Mo, Luo Qinghe was a little uneasy, Ah Mo wouldn't fall anywhere and couldn't get out.
Luo Qinghe was not familiar with this mountain, and his first reaction was to turn back to find his mother, and let his mother lead him to find Amo.
However, Luo Qinghe once again overestimated his ability to discern the direction, walked for a while, and found that there was no familiar feeling around, Luo Qinghe lowered his head and smiled bitterly, he was lost, it was really enough, he really didn't go far, he could also get lost.
"Whew-"
A faint voice was still captured by Luo Qinghe, it seemed to be Ah Mo's voice.
"Amo—"
Luo Qinghe shouted loudly as he walked.
A brown figure wearing a red coarse caftan suddenly walked out from behind a tree, and Luo Qinghe saw it head-on, and was stunned on the spot.
The red figure raised his head slightly, and when he saw Luo Qinghe clearly, a trace of doubt flashed on his face.
At this time, Luo Qinghe also saw the person opposite clearly, looking at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but this appearance is really eye-catching.
A pair of peach blossom eyes, as if they were a little red and swollen, looked like they had cried; Peach blossom eyes with a pair of thick black sword eyebrows on them; With a straight nose bridge, the lips are thin and red, and they are slightly pursed, glowing with water, and this skin, the skin is like congealed fat...... This seems to describe the girl's family, but this young man's skin is whiter than most of the girls' family, and he is even more fair in red clothes, barely able to match himself.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
Luo Qinghe and the red-clothed man opposite asked aloud at the same time.
"Whew-"
Luo Qinghe heard the sound, and hurriedly lowered his head to look for it, only to see a small figure approaching the feet of the man in red and arching.
Luo Qinghe's eyes widened, "Amo-"
The little figure raised its head to look at Luo Qinghe, its eyes were shining, and it quickly rushed to Luo Qinghe's feet, happily spreading joy.
"It's called Amo?" The man in red asked in disbelief as he pointed to the puppy at Luo Qinghe's feet.
Luo Qinghe nodded.
"Change its name, don't call it Amo." The man in red frowned and said with a calm face.
Luo Qinghe also frowned when he heard this, staring at the man in red, and his impression of him suddenly decreased, "If you don't change it, it's called this name." ”
"I can't tell." The man in red looked at Luo Qinghe with cold eyes.
"Who do you think you are, are you too wide?" Luo Qinghe rolled his eyes elegantly, "Amo, let's go." ”
After speaking, Luo Qinghe turned around and left, and when he realized that he was not familiar with the surrounding environment, he slowed down his pace and glanced at Ah Mo, which meant to let him lead the way.
As a result, Ah Mo was looking back at the man in red, and Luo Qinghe's eyes showed the blind man.
"Amo?" Luo Qinghe called again.
Ah Mo turned his head, looked at Luo Qinghe, walked a few steps slowly, and then turned his head to look at the young man in red, looking reluctant.
The young man in red walked a few steps quickly to catch up with Luo Qinghe, grabbed her wrist, looked directly at Luo Qinghe and said, "Change its name." ”
Luo Qinghe turned his wrist and found that he couldn't move, this guy used brute force on himself, but ......, "Why can't you call it this name, you have to give me a reason, I'll listen, if it makes sense, I'll change it." ”
The young man in red frowned and grimaced, "You just can't call it this." ”
"Neuropathy." Luo Qinghe was speechless, and pumped his wrist hard, "You still don't let go?" ”
The young man in red dragged him to death, Luo Qinghe's wrist hurt, and the fire in his heart kicked out, and the kick was kicked, but the young man in red raised his foot to block it, and he was going to kick someone's knee, but he kicked him directly on his calf, and the calf was a calf, but this young man's calf was as hard as wood, and Luo Qinghe was so painful.
Hurriedly retracted his feet, covered his feet in straw sandals with his other hand that was not dragged, stood on one foot, and put the other hand in someone else's hand, Luo Qinghe suddenly lost his balance, and his whole body fell backwards.
With a "plop", Luo Qinghe sat on the ground all of a sudden, okay, now it not only hurts in his feet, but also in his buttocks.
The sense of urgency in his hand was gone, Luo Qinghe found that the young man let go of his hand, his heart was dark, he must have let go when he saw that he was about to fall, the femme fatale was really blind to this good appearance.
"Wang-"
Luo Qinghe sat on the ground and cursed in his heart, and then saw Ah Mo suddenly run between the two, with his back to him, facing the young man and calling a few times.
Luo Qinghe was a little relieved, Ah Mo was still on his side, and Luo Qinghe also raised his head and glared at the young man in red fiercely.
Then, Luo Qinghe saw his smile, the beauty was dazzling.
But just for a moment, before he could see clearly, the young man's face changed, and he looked cold again.
"Amo is my name, it can't be called." The young man in red dropped this sentence and left.
Luo Qinghe sat stunned for a moment, his name was also Ah Mo, uh, okay, "Hahaha-"
Luo Qinghe laughed uncontrollably, it turned out that it was because he was also called Ah Mo, no wonder...... Before that, some of his actions were right, what to do, it's still funny to think about.
"Hmph, don't change it, let him be so bad." Luo Qinghe got up and muttered, but he felt the knife-like gaze behind him that could not be ignored, and when he turned his head, he saw that the red-clothed young man named Ah Mo was glaring at him not far away with an angry face at this time.
Luo Qinghe stuck out his tongue at him, then turned around and laughed loudly, "Ah Mo, let's go." ”