The sadness and despair of the past few days were gone, so Gu Muran, who was finally relaxed, fell asleep deeply. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

Only then did Gu Qiaoqiao reach out and press it on his forehead.

One is to let Gu Muran sleep better, and the other is to see how he is.

It's not that Gu Qiaoqiao doesn't believe Xiaowen, it's because she is stronger than Xiaowen in some aspects.

After a few breaths, Gu Qiaoqiao put down his hand, knowing that Gu Muran was really fine, so he left the room and walked down the wooden ladder down the stilted building.

It was already noon.

The sun was shining lazily.

It's the beginning of June, which is the best time of the year.

For this village, everyone gathers together to set up a banquet and celebrate a certain event, which is the same as the Chinese New Year, so the young people and children at this time are very happy, and although sometimes they are also xenophobic, they still feel very fresh and curious about the outsiders coming to the village.

This outsider, in particular, brought them delicious sweets.

So next to the wooden building of Ling Nan's house, Xiao Mu took a few children around and around, giggling, staring at the stairs of the wooden building while playing.

Gu Qiaoqiao saw these children when she came down, fortunately she still had a few pieces of candy in her pocket, so she gave one to everyone, then patted their heads, told Xiao Mu a few words, and let them go out to play.

Gu Qiaoqiao stood in the open space in front of the wooden building and sensed it, as if Ling Nan and Xiaowen were not in the village, they had entered the mountain.

Gu Qiaoqiao walked towards the stream.

She walked around from the other side, not passing by the peach blossom tree, but she was thinking in her heart, I was afraid that Uncle Zhang Yi would be disappointed this time.

Because the people here are almost like ancestors with this old peach tree, even if she is a distinguished guest here, she can't even say that the patriarch broke a branch, so this matter can only be regarded as not knowing.

After a while, Gu Qiaoqiao came to the stream.

Sure enough, it was the same as what she had just seen.

The water of the creek is very clear, but the water is not shallow, about a meter deep, and the aquatic plants below can be seen clearly, and there are palm-sized small fish swimming around in the aquatic plants, and even some shrimp can be seen.

It stands to reason that there should be very few such shrimp and fish in such a flowing and somewhat turbulent stream, and it is clear that there is still a difference between here and outside the mountains.

It should also be because of the small number of people, the consumption of dozens of people in this large area of mountains and forests is not enough to cause any problems in the mountains and rivers here.

Moreover, there are very strict clan rules that control the behavior of these people.

Gu Qiaoqiao squatted beside the stream and put his hand in, no wonder no children went to play in the water, it turned out that the water was a little cool at this time.

This is true despite the sun.

After a while, Gu Qiaoqiao stood up, she stretched her body, moved her soft waist, but was thinking about the itinerary in her heart.

This Peach Blossom Valley is beautiful.

The same goes for the scenery outside the valley.

Gu Qiaoqiao has seen almost everything along the way, and he doesn't have any interest in going in to play.

After all, during this period of time, she ran from south to north, and she didn't stay in the imperial capital for a long time, so she didn't have much novelty about this mountain and water.

Even the Peach Blossom Valley is still the same.

Besides, Gu Qiaoqiao has something in his heart.