Wu Zhiyuan was sure that it was not the Yin Spirit that he saw that the dodge into his courtyard was definitely not the Yin Spirit, because the figure had a faint shadow in the moonlight, and the Yin Spirit Ghost had no shadow. As a result, he became a little more courageous, and quickly moved to the gate of the courtyard and quietly observed.

I saw that the figure who entered the courtyard was slender and graceful, and walked into the house with his head down, as if he was thoughtful.

"Evening." Wu Zhiyuan also stepped into the courtyard, and he recognized this back as Sheng Wanxiang, "What are you doing when you come out so late?" ”

"Brother Zhiyuan!" Sheng Wanxiang heard the voice behind her, turned around suddenly with joy on her face, and when she saw that it was really Wu Zhiyuan, she immediately stood still, and the smile on her face suddenly turned into endless grievances, and she began to sob.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly stepped forward to hug Sheng Wanxiang's shoulders, lowered his head and looked at her with concern, his eyes were lowered and he was crying, which was very pitiful.

"I ...... I thought you ...... You won't be coming back. Sheng Wanxiang sobbed, and sadness floated on the surface.

"Fool." Wu Zhiyuan couldn't bear to hold Sheng Wanxiang into his arms, only then did he feel that she was only wearing a single coat, and the top of the single coat was very cold, which showed that she didn't know how many hours she had been waiting for herself outside.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the sky, the moon was sinking in the west, and it was estimated that there would be two more days to dawn, but the stars in the sky were still twinkling, and the night was blue, which was very beautiful.

On such a quiet night, he and Sheng Wanxiang were leisurely alone under the starry sky, although the two of them did not discuss the plan in advance, but they could also gather under this starry sky, which can be described as Lang's great diffuse. Wu Zhiyuan was not sleepy, he rolled up his sleeves to wipe Sheng Wanxiang's tears, and asked softly, "Are you sleepy?" ”

Sheng Wanxiang raised her head and looked at Wu Zhiyuan, her eyes flashed with a moving look, she still cried, sobbed a few times, and shook her head gently.

Wu Zhiyuan pursed his lips and smiled, kissed Sheng Wanxiang's forehead lightly, and then took off his short shirt and draped it on Sheng Wanxiang's body. His coat wrapped Dong Qian's bones as a burden, and now when he took off his shirt, there was only a close-fitting autumn coat left, but Wu Zhiyuan was full of vitality and cultivation, although it was still shallow, it was enough to resist the cold, but Wu Zhiyuan didn't know about it, he only knew that he didn't feel cold when he was only wearing autumn clothes.

Wu Zhiyuan helped Sheng Wanxiang to walk to the long bamboo bench by the wall, and the two sat down next to each other, quietly watching the night sky and starlight flickering, enjoying the beauty of the world between the two.

Sheng Wanxiang's slender jade hand groped on Wu Zhiyuan's leg, and after finding Wu Zhiyuan's hand, he interlocked his ten fingers. Wu Zhiyuan felt the wonderful feeling at this time, and also catered to the tight clasp of Sheng Wanxiang's fingers. Neither spoke.

Sometimes, wordlessness is the best way to express it.

Sheng Wanxiang leaned her head on Wu Zhiyuan's shoulder, and the two of them kept looking at the night sky in the distance until the sky was slightly bright, and the east was white.

The people in the mountain village got up early, and soon the sound of the Wu couple dressing and talking came from the house.

Sheng Wanxiang is everyone's lady after all, and her intimate actions with Wu Zhiyuan are ashamed to be seen by others after all, so she hurriedly got up from Wu Zhiyuan's shoulder, and at this time Wu happened to walk out of the main door and saw this situation, she was a person who came over, and she just smiled when she saw this, and did not speak.

Wu Zhiyuan had breakfast in a hurry, and he planned to leave for Qixia County, the capital of Dengzhou, immediately after breakfast. Unexpectedly, after the meal, Sheng Wanxiang's body gradually became hotter and launched a high fever.

"It's a little cold, it's okay, you can rest assured." After the fifth uncle examined Sheng Wanxiang, he prescribed Fu herbal medicine and went home to grab the medicine.

Wu Zhiyuan understood that Sheng Wanxiang was cold last night because he had not returned for a long time, and he was waiting at the door, he looked at Sheng Wanxiang lying on the kang, and he was not at ease to leave, so he did not leave for a long time.

"Brother Zhiyuan, I don't have anything to do, if you have something, go and do it." Sheng Wanxiang slowly opened her eyes, she was an empathetic woman, and naturally saw that Wu Zhiyuan had Dong Qian's bones to deal with.

Wu Zhiyuan tested the temperature on Sheng Wanxiang's face, and said softly: "I don't have anything to do, you can sleep for a while." ”

"Go quickly, rest assured, when you come back, my illness will be cured, I promise you to see a living evening fragrance." Sheng Wanxiang's voice was weak, and a few smiles were squeezed out of the corners of her eyes.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that Sheng Wanxiang was determined, and knew that he would definitely be persuaded by her to stay at home, so he agreed to go out to do his own thing.

Before leaving, Wu Zhiyuan pity and reluctantly kissed Sheng Wanxiang's forehead again, in Wu Zhiyuan's emotional world, Sheng Wanxiang is now all he has, he has lost the Moon Shadow Fuxian, and he must not lose Sheng Wanxiang again.

After saying goodbye to his parents, Wu Zhiyuan embarked on the mountain road to Qixia County.

Without the Blood Shadow Demon Knife, Wu Zhiyuan did not dare to rush at night, so he could only take the road during the day. He didn't want to make trouble for himself, and he didn't want to make trouble for others.

The boundary of Longshan is not too far from Qixia County, which is located north of Longshan, so Wu Zhiyuan is heading north. However, two days later, Wu Zhiyuan came to the area of Qixia County.

Although in troubled times, but the bitter is always facing the loess with their backs to the sky, the rich have not been affected, their lives are still luxurious and erosive, Wu Zhiyuan saw the scene in Qixia County is prosperous and abnormal, all kinds of stalls on the street shout one after another, there is one every short distance in the fireworks alley, this time is close to dusk, it is a good time to solicit business, seeing Wu Zhiyuan passing, several women with heavy makeup came to pull, and the mouth also said bedside love words that made ordinary men ecstatic, Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly threw his sleeves and fled.

"This county is not much smaller than Qingdao County, how can we find Dong Qingqiu's home in such a big place?" Wu Zhiyuan beat a drum in his heart, and couldn't help but be a little worried, looking for a family in such a big place is undoubtedly a needle.

Wu Zhiyuan could only ask around and ask whenever he met people, but almost no one knew that there was such a family in Qixia County.

Seeing that the sunset was about to set, Wu Zhiyuan walked a few streets in a daze, but never found anything. He saw an old man selling sugar gourds closing his stall, and thought that he was walking around the streets and alleys selling sugar gourds, perhaps knowing more about the situation in the county.

"Uncle, do you know if there is a family named Dong Qingqiu in this county?" Wu Zhiyuan politely stepped forward to ask.

The old man suddenly raised his head, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, this look was just a flash, but it was captured by Wu Zhiyuan.

"Nope." The old man lowered his head and replied lightly, hurriedly put away the stall and turned to leave, looking very hurried.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the old man's panicked back, and thousands of doubts rose in his heart, this old man's reaction was a little abnormal.

"Ahem, young man, do you have anything to do with Dong Qingqiu's family?" An old voice sounded behind Wu Zhiyuan, Wu Zhiyuan turned around and saw that there was an old woman sitting in the corner of the street across the street, the old woman was rickety, her legs trembled slightly, and her face was still very clear in the dim light, and her age was about eighty years old.

Wu Zhiyuan carried the coat and burden in his hand to his shoulders, hurriedly crossed the street, walked to the old woman, leaned forward slightly, and asked respectfully: "Grandma, do you know Dong Qingqiu?" ”

"There is only one family surnamed Dong in this Qixia County, how can I not know the Dao?" The old woman's voice replied weakly, speaking very slowly, revealing the unique steadiness of old age, which was the precipitation after years passed.

"Please tell me where his home is, I have something important to look for him." Wu Zhiyuan respectfully continued to ask.

Hearing this, the old woman raised her head and looked Wu Zhiyuan up and down, although she was as old as a candle, her eyes were very sharp.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the strange old woman in front of him, remembering the strange reaction of the old man selling sugar gourds just now when he heard Dong Qingqiu's name, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that something happened to Dong Qingqiu's family? I don't know if this old woman will tell the truth about the location of Dong Qingqiu's house?