Wu Jin saw Mo Lingfeng's slightly animalistic innocence at Mo's house, and when she returned home and saw her younger brother Wu Yi again, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Books are like medicine, and the bitter meaning is really hard to swallow.

After a day of class in Mengxue, he returned home with a sad face, with a bitter face, Wu Jin asked him about his homework, he didn't remember a word, only remembered that Mengxue had a good meal at noon, with meat.

After Mengxue finished class, he was not allowed to be idle, Wu's mother had already made the cakes, and he had to go out with Wu Jin to sell the cakes.

After a few days of busy work, let alone being a thief, even if a penny fell at his feet, he didn't necessarily have the strength to pick it up.

Wu Jin deliberately wanted to sharpen his temperament, and he was ruthless, ignoring his pain, and only telling him to be diligent in Mengxue every day.

Busy until the end of the month, Wu Yi dropped out of school hopelessly, hated to go to school, Wu Jin also arrived outside the Mofu Gate at the end of the day.

At this time, the waning moon is in the sky, has not yet fallen to the ground, in the mist, the sky is especially blue, only faintly revealing the golden light, he knocked on the corner door, walked to the garden, and before he entered Jiusixuan, he saw Mo Lingfeng blowing in the water pavilion.

The fog in the water pavilion is thicker, Mo Lingfeng is wearing a wide-sleeved snow-blue gown, as soon as the wind blows, a whole floating flower dark pattern is woven on it, and the gold collar presses the neckline, intertwined with the color of the clothes, becoming more and more luxurious.

This floating light wrapped Mo Lingfeng, which was extremely dazzling, but she sat cross-legged on the bench, and with a sweep of her eyes, she suppressed all the glitz.

A few gray finches swept past the lake, and their calls were drowned out by the sound of xun.

Mo Lingfeng "woo" blows Tao Xun, the sound was still very chaotic at first, but suddenly there was a tone intermittently, but the sound of Xun was still harsh, and the thrush in the startled Jiu Sixuan spread its wings and fluttered and called, and there was a noise in all directions.

After she finished blowing a song, she saw Wu Jin by the lake, so she jumped down and ran to Wu Jin's side, her face was pink and white, her eyes were shining with the light of the sun and the moon, and even the tips of her eyelashes were picking a little golden light.

She asked Wu Jin, "Is it good?" ”

Wu Jin replied honestly: "Much better." ”

The two of them walked slowly towards Jiu Sixuan, and Mo Lingfeng made a long "woo" sound from time to time, scaring the birds hidden in the flowers and trees.

After playing enough, she put away Xun and stretched out her hand in front of Wu Jin: "Look, the bug has bitten a big bag on my hand." ”

Wu Jin bent down to look, and saw a red envelope swollen on the back of her hand, and subconsciously reached out to scratch her, and as soon as her hand was raised, she knew that something was wrong, and it quickly fell: "Is it itchy?" ”

"Itchy." Mo Lingfeng scratched hard, and Cheng Ting's shout came from behind him: "Wait for me!" ”

Cheng Ting slept all night, and after dawn, he changed his mind and vowed to stab his head with a cone of the beam, so he came early and worked hard with Wu Jin.

Spreading out his pen and ink, he listened to Zhao Shiheng talk about the class for half an hour, and he relapsed into a drowsy state, and when he had lunch, he completely forgot his ambitions, and drove the dog and Mo Lingfeng to flutter birds around.

Wu Jin was in the middle of the study, and after three articles, he put down his pen and turned his wrist, and when he was about to write again, Mo Lingfeng suddenly killed back.

She held a small gray-white snake with a small head and a thick body, and the snake's body was loose and scattered, allowing her to fiddle.

"Wu Jin, look! It's the White Snake! She tied the little snake in a knot and sent it to Wu Jin's eyes.

Wu Jin ducked back suddenly, forgetting that there was no one behind him, and suddenly cocked his legs and fell to the ground, goosebumps all over his arms: "Leaf Wind...... Miss Mo! ”

He turned over with a grunt, supported the ground with both hands, and before he could stand up, Cheng Ting pounced on his back, strangled his neck with both hands, and rode on him: "You are afraid of snakes!" Haha, Leaf! Stuff him in the neck! ”

Wu Jin failed to get rid of Cheng Ting, seeing Mo Lingfeng coming with a snake, he leaked wind everywhere with a broken tooth and a smile, and secretly said that it was not good, so he stepped forward hard, tore Cheng Ting away from his body, and walked away.

"Don't run!" Cheng Ting fell to the ground with his buttocks, snatched the little snake from Mo Lingfeng's hand, got up and chased after him.

The two of you chase me, straight into the garden, the flowers and trees make them crash into the sound, the ground is full of red petals, a mess, the branch kingfisher, screaming, the two chased straight to the outside of the Guanjia Pavilion, Wu Jin turned a corner, a short figure, hid in the rockery cave.

Cheng Ting saw that Wu Jin turned a corner and disappeared, and immediately wanted to blow himself into a whirlwind, but he didn't know that the whirlwind was unfavorable, and he broke the halberd and sank into the sand at the corner, and collided with a little guy.

He came in a hurry and quickly, knocking the little guy out four or five steps in one go, and falling to the ground with his butt.

The little guy was still holding a wooden box in his hand, the box flew high, "bang" on the rockery, and then rolled down from the rockery, all the way into the flowing water.

Wu Jin heard this earth-shattering movement in the rockery, hurriedly drilled out, his sleeves hooked on the stone, reached out to untie it, and couldn't solve it for a while, and heard an exclamation outside, as if something had happened, so he had to grit his teeth and fight hard.

"Stab", his sleeves were free, he ran out of the rockery, and saw Cheng Ting pinching the snake's tail, standing in place at a loss, the little guy kneeling on the ground, his face was pale - the little guy was an acquaintance, it was the ninth day of the first month of March, and the little beggar Qi Chang who was also by the Shuo River.

The people by the river let Mo Qianlan catch them all.

Qi Chang's three souls and seven spirits were already halfway gone, he got up with his hands and feet, his legs were weak and flowed into the water, and he trembled to reach the water box: "...... Official document of the envoy of the festival ......"

Mofu Garden is a heavy mountain and a water, the water under the rockery is living water, the wooden box is swirling in the water, ups and downs, slowly floating towards the lake.

Qi Chang was unsteady on his feet, his hands and feet trembled so badly that he couldn't reach it after two or three strokes, and he became more and more frightened to death.

Wu Jin quickly tugged the hem of his clothes into his waist, took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, and strode into the water, the water did not reach his calves in an instant, which made him shiver.

Then he hurried over, scooped up the wooden box, and then flowed back to the shore, and when he raised his hand, he saw that the lock on the wooden box was intact, but the side of the box was loose, and most of the box was filled with water.

He hurriedly turned the box upside down and poured out the water inside, but the wooden board was so loose that it fell directly to the ground, and there was a parchment seal that came out with it.

The parchment was soaked, too, and opened its mouth wide, and spit out half of the letter inside.

The letter paper was also very wet.

Wu Jin bent down and reached out to pick it up, not wanting her eyes to fall on the paper, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a line of Zhu characters: "I bow very well, how is my sister Ling?" You can come to Beijing during the Spring Festival, so that I can see it. ”

He froze.

A thin piece of paper pressed against his hand, the Zhu character was slowly melting, every bone was shaking because of this amount, and the person almost pressed the paper into powder.

Cheng Ting saw that his expression was wrong, so he threw away the unlucky little snake and walked over nervously: "Is it not clear to you...... Otherwise, let's quickly memorize it and wait for the silence to come out......"

Wu Jin came back to his senses and folded the letter paper: "No." ”