Ye Han said with a straight face: "Meng Gongzi's words are wrong. This game seems to be my credit, but from the beginning to the present, if it were not for your protection, if it was not for your leadership, if it was not for your unity, how could we have come so far? The rewarded bamboo horse will be returned. Don't shirk, if something happens to you, our team will be gone. ”

Meng Huaichuan said: "This ...... There are so many of us, only you have the reward, if I take it......"

"It's nothing, I've been used to it in the field of Houfu since I was a child, I've played all these games, and I'm not afraid of these."

Good luck said, stuffing the horse-head bamboo pole to Meng Huaichuan.

Meng Huaichuan took it and nodded vigorously: "Since you are so gracious, I will not refuse." When you get out of the Vientiane map, if you have anything, come to me directly. If I frowned, the preoccupied girl wouldn't let me in. ”

Shen Xiaoyi on the side glanced at Meng Huaichuan.

"Old wolf, old wolf, when is it?" All the children shouted.

Everyone hurriedly shut up and waited quietly.

"It's early noon." A deep voice rang out.

"It's home!" Fang Fang took Li Qingxian's hand and walked towards the door with a smile.

When he arrived at the door, Li Qingxian stood and looked at the twenty-three people behind him.

"How's that, dare you come in?"

"There's nothing you dare, you want everyone to do that together." Song Baige looked indifferent, but he didn't dare to say the word "death".

"It's safer at home than outside." The king is not bitter.

The rest looked at the dead guards, at the silent courtyard, then at the foggy streets, at the lifeless city.

"I'd better follow Ye Han." Guanzhou Road.

"Let's go inside."

Everyone shook their heads, followed Li Qingxian, and walked into the door.

Li Qingxian took Fangfang's hand, his whole body tensed, and he walked forward slowly.

The entrance is a large and wide yard, and the road is lined with nursery dwarf trees, green grass and yellow leaves, which is completely different from the outside.

There is no white building in front of it, and in its place is the main hall with the door closed.

There are two New Year paintings on the main hall gate, one of which depicts a red monster dragon with wings, and the other depicts a red-clothed child with four faces playing in the water.

Suddenly, everyone stiffened.

I saw the New Year's painting squirming gently, and the eyes of the strange dragon and the children on all sides turned, looking at everyone in unison.

A cool breeze rolled up, blowing through everyone's hair and clothes.

Everyone was in a cold sweat and motionless.

Fang Fang waved her hand to the New Year's painting and said, "It's my brother who is back, and they are all my brother's friends." ”

The eyes on the New Year's picture stop turning and return to their original appearance.

Fang Fang took Li Qingxian's hand and walked towards the east house.

"Doesn't my mother live in the West Courtyard?" Li Qingxian asked.

"No, my mother has been living in the East Courtyard." Fang Fang said.

Li Qingxian nodded and didn't say anything, but the layout of the Wu Niangniang Temple in Wei Village came to mind, there was no one in the east courtyard, and the mother lived in the west courtyard.

The two of them crossed the door of the east courtyard.

The familiar room greeted him, the walls, steps, and pillars were as black as ink, and the roof tiles were dark red.

Scenes from the village flashed in my mind, watermelons, pig's heads, paper-cuts, Fucang, happy eggs, messengers, and strange trees......

Li Qingxian took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.

The midday sun was obscured by the fog, warm, faint, and the shadows of the houses were shallow.

Li Qingxian stepped on the wooden ladder, took off his shoes, and walked to the threshold.

Fang Fang let go of her hand and rushed in with her little short legs.

Li Qing looked ahead.

The candlesticks floated in the air, and the white candles beeped and burned, illuminating the room.

Under the red flame of white candles, the red pomegranate red carpet was spread out, all the way to the depths under the purple grape pattern black curtain.

Looking at the familiar place, Li Qingxian's heart beat faster, gritted his teeth, crossed the threshold, and entered the house.

"Mother, brother is back!" Fang Fang shouted.

"Huh? My Han'er is back? A soft voice came from behind the black curtain, full of anticipation and surprise, and even a hint of nervousness.

I saw that the black curtain was like water, rippling, and in the center of the ripples, two white and soft arms stretched out, constantly extending.

"My son, let my mother hug me."

Li Qingxian stood helplessly in place, and the people outside the door saw this scene, and their scalps were numb.

A few people have been frightened, this is a real trick!

"The child meets his mother!" Li Qingxian bent down and bowed.

"My Big ......"

Two big hands stretched out, and couldn't help but say, picking up Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian looked worse than dead.

Everyone was originally frightened, but when they saw someone as big as Li Qingxian being picked up by a big hand, they felt an indescribable weirdness in their hearts.

You can't laugh, if you laugh, you have to die.

"Mother, the child has grown up." Li Qingxian gave Fang Fang a look.

Fangfang smiled and said: "I also want my mother to hug my brother more, my mother misses you, and she always whispers about you in my ear." If I hadn't worried about you, I would have gone to you a long time ago. ”

Li Qingxian couldn't cry or laugh, it seems that this tricky mother is quite thinking about herself.

"What have you been doing these days? Tell your mother about it. A soft, sweet voice came from behind the black curtain.

Everyone said in their hearts, if they only listened to the voice, they would definitely think that this was a gentle and dignified middle-aged woman, and people couldn't help but want to fall into it.

Li Qingxian coughed lightly and said, "Friends are outside, let's talk while eating." ”

"Let them wait, my mother wants to talk to you." The mother's voice was still gentle.

Li Qingxian knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to say: "After the good luck killed our mother and son that day, we returned to Shendu under the leadership of the Black Light Division. After ......"

Li Qingxian truthfully told some of his experiences, including being framed by Tang Enxuan, the son of King Yuan, and Hao Yunsheng, including rushing to the aid of Beichen City, and then counterattacking Tang Enxuan at the birthday banquet, and then talking about participating in the fate play, going to Beichang County to arrest the Stygian Mountain Rebellion, attacking the Criminal Department, and finally Bapin Qingyun to try high school.

"It's worthy of being my good son, and he can be the top in high school, good! Good! Good! ”

The big hand of the mother shook slightly, and Li Qingxian was expressionless.

"Wow, brother, you're amazing!" Fangfang's eyes are full of little stars.

Wei Mu sighed: "Look at my memory, I forgot your birthday, you won the first prize, and I didn't give you anything." ”

Li Qing said leisurely: "Mother, don't worry, I will be satisfied to see you and Fangfang." Your peace and security is my greatest gift. ”

"Who did this kid learn from, and his mouth is so sweet?" The mother's voice passed through the black curtain, and everyone could feel her smiling.

"It's all the truth." Li Qing said leisurely.

After a while, the mother sighed and said, "You have a birthday and a good start, and my mother can't see you empty-handed." In this way, bring the rattle you played with when you were a child, and my mother will help you fix it. In the future, when you encounter a disaster and shake the rattle, your mother will know. ”

Li Qingxian was helpless, so he had to take out the rattle he picked up in Yicun that day from the Qiankun bracelet.

The rattle flew into the black curtain, and after a while, it flew back.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the rattle was different from the usual, like a person's round white belly, and the two drums connected by red leather ropes were drooping, and they were two small white skulls.

The grip of the drum hammer is actually the two leg bones of a human being together.

(End of chapter)