Song Huan touched his beloved horse Xiaolu and looked at the back that had gradually faded away.

He's an honest man.

Song Huan turned his head and took Xiao Lu back to the inn where he had stayed, and asked Xiao Er to take care of Xiao Lu, take a day off today, and leave tomorrow.

The extra day is not much.

Song Huan cleaned up his mood and asked the little second brother, and went directly to the most lively place, anyway, he came here, so he recorded all the local specialties, and sent them back when the time came, in case they could use them.

The next day, the sky was clear and the wind was sparse in the bamboo forest.

Song Huan retired from the room, and slowly walked out of the city with Xiaolu in tow.

After walking for more than an hour, he suddenly saw a small stream on the side of the road, and Xiao Lu was reluctant to go, so he stopped and hissed.

Song Huan has been with it for so long, and he knows a lot about it, and in summary, the horse given by this noble man is also a noble horse.

There is a personality, there is a temper.

How far she can go in a day depends on the mood of the little green brothers.

Song Huan patted the horse's back and said, "Okay, okay, I'll take down all the baggage, you ...... be patient."

Midori: "Boom". (Hurry up!) ）

Song Huan: "......"

Song Huan resigned himself to taking down the burden and piling it on the grass, after Song Huan went to Xiao Lu to wash his hands, he sat next to the luggage and looked at the expensive horse in a daze, the four hooves did not enter the water, and he was happy to play there alone.

After Xiao Lu had had fun, Song Huan had already finished his lunch and was taking a nap.

Song Huan was woken up by the little green arch, she looked at the little green who was close at hand, and when she saw its expression at this time, she knew that it was signaling to herself that it was okay to hurry.

Song Huan looked at Xiao Lu's wet back and said, "Why don't you go eat some more?" ”

Midori glared, "??? ”

It's rare that this human didn't rush to hurry?

Midori bowed her head and nodded her burden.

After Song Huan knew what Xiao Lu meant, he took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, got up slowly, and put the burden on its back.

It's really ...... to have such a small group of friends

Well, the Buddha system is fine.

After Song Huan got on the horse, Xiao Lu ran up with two sounds.

Song Huan clamped the horse's belly, holding the leash tightly in his hand, trying to match Xiao Lu's rhythm.

After an afternoon of driving, Xiao Lu's excitement had passed, and Song Huan could only take Xiao Lu to the broken temple on the mountain.

From a distance, Song Huan saw fireworks coming from the ruined temple, and I was afraid that there were people like Song Huan who couldn't find a place to stay in the village.

When he arrived at the gate of the broken temple, Song Yingmian bumped into an acquaintance, but his face was blue and purple.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Song Huan asked.

The person on the other side still had an impression of Song Huan, and when he heard Song Huan say this, his hand unconsciously touched his face, and he had no other emotion on his face, and said, "It's okay, I fell." ”

"How did the little brother end up here?" The man asked.

Song Huan said: "I travel everywhere, no matter where I am. ”

Song Huan is very grateful to this person, if it is someone else, she will either be greedy for Xiao Lu, or she will sell Xiao Lu unconsciously, and it will be too late for her to find it, after all, Xiao Lu can still sell it at a good price.

Song Huan stretched his hand into the burden and said, "I have a medicinal wine with bruises, you try it, the effect is quite good." By the way, my name is Song Huan, I don't know what to call my little brother? ”

"In Xia Baisheng, thank you Brother Song, we met in Pingshui, we have already lost money between us last time, and we can't use your medicine and wine in the next place." Bai Sheng finished speaking and went out.

It was still dawn, and he had to hurry up to collect more firewood, otherwise it would not be safe at night.

Song Huan looked at Bai Sheng in the distance.

Xiao Lu next to him made a loud sound at this time, and Song Huan met its two big eyes and said, "What's the matter, what's so funny." ”

Xiao Lu bit his rope in his mouth, led himself, and walked directly into the temple with his own noble steps, looking left and right, as if he was looking for a suitable place to live.

Seeing this, Song Huan smiled, and went in directly to take Xiao Lu to the other side, but Xiao Lu was not happy.

Song Huan touched Xiaolu and persuaded: "That place is Bai Sheng, what are you doing robbing other people's places, they have taken good care of you for a few days!" Little has no conscience! ”

Midori: "Whew." ”

Song Huan simply cleaned up and said directly to Xiao Lu: "I'll go out for a while, you stay here by yourself, don't run around!" ”

Midori: "Whew." (verbose)

There are traces of human activity near the ruined temple, and it is obvious that this ruined temple has become a place for most people to stay. The firewood has been almost collected, and if you want to pick up more, you have to go further into the mountains.

Now that the weather is not cold, there is no need for her to risk some firewood, Song Huan went back after picking up enough firewood for cooking.

After Song Huan entered the ruined temple, he saw that there was one more person inside.

This man was dressed in a robe, a monk, and he looked like he was about thirty or forty years old.

Song Huan saw that he didn't open his eyes when he closed them, so he didn't bother.

Song Huan went to Xiao Lu's side and lit the fire.

She placed a small crockpot on a small stove stacked with stones, so that the fire was more concentrated.

Song Huan grabbed a few handfuls of rice with his hands, then poured the water in the water bladder into it, and directly prepared to cook porridge.

Song Huan looked at the firelight swaying by the wind blowing from all sides, and looked out of the door from time to time.

Why hasn't Bai Sheng come back yet?

It can't be deep in the mountains, right?

When Song Huan withdrew his gaze, his gaze fell on the monk by the way.

It will be two quarters of an hour before she comes, and this monk is really capable, motionless.

The monk seemed to feel Song Huan's muttering, and he gradually opened his eyes.

Because he was facing the temple gate, he opened his eyes and landed directly on the big tree outside the door.

The monk spoke: "The donor has something on his mind. ”

Song Huan was adding firewood, and when she heard this voice, she fell to the ground in fright, she was not afraid of anything, she was afraid of Ah Piao.

The monk looked at Song Huan, folded his hands and lowered his head slightly at Song Huan, and apologized: "It's the poor monk who is rude, don't blame the little donor." ”

Song Huan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's best to remind others before you speak out next time." ”

The monk lowered his eyes and asked a question, "If you don't make a sound, how can you remind you?" ”

Song Huan: "...... For example, a cough and so on are fine! ”

The monk nodded: "The words of the little benefactor will be remembered by the poor monk." ”

Song Huan kept patting his chest and nodding.

It's good to remember, it's good to remember.

The monk coughed.

Song Huan: "......"

Only then did the monk speak: "The little donor has been staring at the door just now, but is it because of another donor? ”

Song Huan looked at the monk in surprise and said, "You know this? ”

The monk pointed to Mars and some bits and pieces in the other direction, and Song Huan said, "Then how are you sure it's a person?" ”

After Song Huan finished asking, he realized that this was not the key, and continued to ask: "He is ahead of me in the mountain, it is not early, I am afraid that something will happen to him." ”

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