The next day, the news came from the secret guard, the three waste materials that the Mu family spent a lot of money to stuff in, were not only cut off the black gauze hat but also distributed to the barbarian land, the Mu family up and down this time like a fire burned the buttocks, Mrs. Mu was running through the soles of her shoes for this matter, but as everyone knows, they all ate the closed door every time, and returned home angrily for a while.

Mo Qingrou knew that things happened so quickly, and An Shuangchi must have contributed to it, and couldn't help but sigh that this man was good at everything, but he was too cautious.

But it's okay, the rouge shop that just opened has also been renovated, and now is a good time to pick up the purple kite, the purple kite is smart and clever, and it is even more thorough, if the shop here is handed over to her to manage, Mo Qingrou can be regarded as letting go of a matter.

After all, they are still being hunted down now, and they can't stay in one place for too long, and Mo Qingrou has also seen the worry between An Shuangchi's eyebrows in the past few days, this place is indeed not safe.

After the purple kite came out of Lanyue Tower, she mysteriously handed Mo a small box, saying that this thing was very important and that she must keep it properly.

Mo opened it in the room with doubts, only to see a tattered scroll lying in this delicate carved sandalwood box, and for a while he was even more puzzled, and said to himself: "Purple kite, this girl still has a habit of collecting old books?"

"Oh? What weird fetishes have you added? An Shuangchi walked into the cubicle with a relaxed face, as if she was in a good mood.

Seeing him like this, Mo Qingrou couldn't help but follow him, tilted his head and smiled: "Guess!"

An Shuangchi rubbed her head affectionately, rubbing the originally neatly combed bun, naturally in exchange for a gentle blow from Mo, then moved her eyes to the sandalwood box on the table, and after seeing the name of the old volume, she asked with a surprised face: "Rou'er, where did this book come from?"

Mo pursed his lips softly and said, "I don't know where the girl from the purple kite got this fragment, and I don't know how to turn it over in tatters."

An Shuang Chi was like a treasure, stepped forward to carefully open it, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect to be lost and regained in this way, it's really timely rain!"

Mo Qinggently watched An Shuangchi show great appreciation for this tattered fragment, this kind of expression was something she had never seen before, thinking that this fragment must be of miraculous use.

Seeing that she was curious, An Shuangchi was excited, and carefully picked up the fragment and said to her: "This is an ancient book left over from ancient times, it was my mother's dowry, and then it was lost for more than a few years due to a fire, I thought it had been burned to ashes in the fire, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it...... Thank you, Rou'er! ”

Mo listened softly, but he could also see the importance of this thing to An Shuangchi, and joked: "Could it be that this is a treasure map?"

Puzzled her, An Shuangchi restrained her emotions and explained: "This Taiyi Zhi is a record of all the geography of the north and the border, and the other half of the fragment has not been left behind, and it is said that the other half of the fragment hides a huge secret, which is the ...... that every emperor must have."

Mo thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Is it the art of immortality?"

An Shuangchi's brows suddenly frowned when he heard these four words, and his original excitement was gone, as if he remembered something very bad.

He put down the fragment in his hand unhurriedly, stood in front of the window with his hands covered, and said after a while: "Rou'er, are you willing to go to Mobei with me?"

"Mobei? What is that place, it's just a legend, do you really take it seriously? "Mo Qingrou doesn't think An Shuang will be such an impulsive person.

And if there is really the art of immortality, how can this fragment not fall into the hands of the purple kite, this is simply a big rumor!

An Shuangchi shook his head slightly and said: "No, there is someone I want to save there, the appearance of this fragment is not accidental, but someone is transmitting a distress signal!"

"Is it difficult for you to Mobei and have distant relatives?"

Mo smiled softly, the atmosphere in the room was a little depressing, she didn't like this tense atmosphere.

Seeing that she had been joking with herself, An Shuangchi's brows relaxed, and she explained: "The situation is more complicated, Rou'er, can I explain it to you on the way?"

Mo nodded softly and obediently, An Shuangchi has always had his own reasons for doing things, as long as it is related to him, she has a great interest in wanting to understand.

The journey to Mobei soon began, and in An Shuangchi's simple explanation, the Mobei she went to was the same as she imagined, that is, the legendary barbarian land, and the major villains exiled by the imperial court were driven here.

There is no tax here, and there is no appropriation from the imperial court, and everywhere you see is a desert, because the area is not too large, the imperial court usually can't remember this chicken place.

And An Shuangchi's trip is not for anything else, for the sake of her biological mother's mother's family, to be precise, it should be an orphan of the Wei family, named Wei Yi.

It was only in the past two years that he learned about the existence of this person, because in his several searches, the news he got was that none of the Wei family survived, and the news he got in the past two years was also deliberately leaked to him by someone in Mobei.

When they set off, it was the time when the autumn turned cool, and when they left, Mo felt that the temperature was suitable, except for a slight chill at night, but when they were getting closer and closer to Mobei, the wind blowing from the window actually cut on the face like a knife.

When the distance was closer, Mo gently wrapped her whole body in the quilt to reveal one eye, even so, she still felt that her body had no temperature, and she kept moving back and forth with the fire.

"How can it be so cold?"

The upper teeth knocked the lower teeth and said this, a cold wind blew, Mo Qingrou only felt like his face was going to be cut by the wind, and couldn't help but shrink his neck into the quilt again.

An Shuangchi put a heavy mink coat on her, and wrapped Mo Qing, who was wrapped like a zongzi, like a fluffy ball.

"You look like a big white bear."

Mo Qingrou originally felt that it seemed to be a little warmer, and was ridiculed by An Shuangchi like this, and just wanted to say a few words in return, but he only felt that the temperature on his body would drop a little as soon as he moved, so he simply pursed his lips and shrunk his neck and ignored it.

It's really too cold, she's never been so old and has never encountered such cold weather.

"It's always been the way it has been here." An Shuangchi took a sip of wine to warm up, and sat in front of the fire with a dark coat on her body, and said to the old man.

"You've been here?" Mo asked softly and curiously.

An Shuangchi nodded slightly, and replied succinctly: "I came here when I was a child, it was summer at that time, and the temperature was enough to roast people!"

"And what do the people here do for a living?"

Mo gently looked at this extremely cold and bitter place, and couldn't think of what crops could grow in such an environment.

Most of the exiles here are people who are extremely evil, so you don't have to think about it to know that people here must rely on robbery to survive!

Seeing Mo ask softly, An Shuangchi continued: "There is very little arable land here, and that little crop is not enough for the evil forces to stuff their teeth, if they want to survive, they must either exchange or rob, there are only those you can't think of here, and there is nothing that these people can't do."

An Shuangchi's face was gloomy and terrible after speaking, childhood memories are vivid, in Mobei, three-year-old children know how to compete for food, but more often these young and weak people are thrown into the soup pot, so it is difficult to imagine how Wei Yi survived, which is also the main reason why An Shuangchi wants to explore, presumably the Wei family must have a secret power in Wei Yi's hands.

The weather is too cold, An Shuangchi can look better than others is completely because of his secret luck, a small pot of liquor in his stomach, a stream of heat gushes out of his abdomen, and his body feels a lot better, he gathered his coat, An Shuangchi handed the wine jug in his hand to Mo Qingrou, "Drink some to warm up." ”

Mo stretched out his hand softly and said hesitantly: "I can't drink too much, I will get drunk."

Although she still has a little bit of alcohol, this is a strong wine that is not as good as the usual fruit wine, and I am afraid that I can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest after two sips.

An Shuangchi put the wine jug into her arms and said with a smile: "If you are drunk, you will be drunk, can you still make trouble?"

Mo looked at the wine jug in his arms with disgust and pursed his lips: "But I don't like to get drunk, my brain reacts too slowly, and I don't know what I'm doing at all!"

But watching the twilight approaching on the horizon, you can still walk back and forth during the day to warm your body, and if you don't have this strong wine at night, I'm afraid that you will wake up in the morning and be directly frozen into ice sculptures.

After thinking about it, he closed his eyes and counted all the remaining spirits as if he were drinking Chinese medicine.

The spicy and nasal smell of wine spread between her teeth, and Mo's gentle face quickly became hot, the spicy smell of wine made her handsome little face wrinkled, and the tears that were choked out kept rolling in her eyes, like a little lamb being bullied......

"Well, that's good."

Mo lightly tapped his head with his little hand, only to feel that his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't lift them, so he simply closed his eyes and fainted, and the whole person went directly into the crackling fire......

The dark guards were frightened in a cold sweat, but they saw An Shuang pull the little man into his arms in a hurry, and his movements were very skillful, as if he had practiced hundreds of times.

"Stupid, how can you drink like this!"

An Shuangchi shook her head helplessly, picked up Mo Qingrou and walked directly to the carriage.

The secret guard set up a charcoal basin in the carriage early, raised the temperature in the carriage to a suitable temperature, and after the two of them entered, for the sake of the safety of their lives, they still withdrew the charcoal basin to avoid poisoning.

The temperature in the carriage was quite suitable, An Shuangchi drank some wine and hugged Mo Qingrou in his arms, he didn't feel too cold, looking at the red little face of the person in his arms, this was a good opportunity to get close to the beauty, but now he fell into a long memory.

I remember when he first came to Mobei with his master, Mobei was poor at that time, but it was also peaceful, and then when he came back when he was older, he had noticed that it was different every time.