After crossing the green mountains and entering the plains, the carriage bumped all the way, and the speed did not decrease.

Leaning less, the curtain behind Xiao Nianxi was lifted in a corner, and a figure leaned out,

"Brother, can you slow down! This road is so steep that Qiao'er and I can't eat. ”

Xiao Nianxi bit the grass root with half of his mouth, and said with half of his mouth: "Yo, what kind of snacks are you eating, and I won't tell you to feed your dear brother a little." ”

"Hmph!" Xiao Hongdou shrank back angrily, and then there was a gurgling whisper in the carriage.

"This girl, now she eats it blatantly. ”

Xiao Nianxi stilted down his coiled left leg and muttered.

The carriage of the three hook-nosed men in front of them gradually slowed down, and the wheels rattled with stones.

Seeing this, Xiao Nianxi also slowly tightened the reins of the horse,

"Hero! It's almost time to reach Shulan Zhuhai in front, my eldest brother said that there are probably thieves in Zhuhai, and he is afraid that there is a trap in it that cuts the horse's legs, let's go slowly! What else did he say, be careful... Watch out for what boat is coming!?" Mangwa's voice called from ahead.

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years! you fool!" Yinhua snorted brightly.

"Which one of you scolds this mother-in-law!? If it weren't for Lao Tzu driving the carriage, would you be able to lie down so comfortably and pick your feet?"

"It's not that the old lady doesn't know how to drive a carriage! Who do you say is picking her feet?!"

"Who else but you?

“...”

Xiao Nianxi sneered, and shouted back: "Be careful, we'll go slowly!"

"Okay hero!" roared Mangwa as if she had been beaten with blood.

This man called Mangwa, the more he thinks about the hero, the more he agrees, Xiao Nianxi feels helpless.

Although he doesn't care about the title and entanglement, the word hero always reminds him of the image of a chivalrous man with a silver iron saber tied to his waist and a black gauze hat on his head. He felt that he looked more like a scholar or even a showman, not at all like a hero who exhaled out of a mouthful.

The speed of the two carriages is getting slower and slower, the road is more wide, and the two carriages can be relatively staggered, so Xiao Nianxi can see the road ahead.

The pine and bamboo in front of him were like waves, overwhelming, occupying the line of sight as far as the eye could see, Xiao Nianxi stopped at the endless sea of cyan bamboo, and didn't pay attention to how he bit off the grass roots in his mouth for a while.

"Oh my God, so much bamboo!" behind him, Huo Di sounded Xiao Hongdou exclaimed.

In the past, in the sect, what she saw was either mountains or clouds, not Liang Lin, or the same door.

In her previous world, she had never imagined what three autumn laurels and ten miles of peach blossoms, and even when she was deceived by her master to the crescent moon lake in Niutuo Mountain half a year ago, it opened her eyes.

Xiao Nizi suddenly pulled No. 2 Xiao Nizi out of the carriage, pointed over there, and said excitedly: "Qiao'er, you can see a lot of bamboo!"

Qiao'er also froze, and then looked at it excitedly. This girl seems to have never walked out of Qingshan and seen outside.

The distance between the two carriages gradually narrowed, and it was almost close to each other, so it was a lot less effort to communicate.

Xiao Nianxi saw the hook-nosed man poke most of his head out of the window, and he still had a gloomy look on his face.

This man is also a strange man, and his face does not change all day. Xiao Nianxi was secretly surprised.

The hook-nosed man's face seemed to be covered with thoughts about wanting to say goodbye, and he asked dryly, "Big... Chival, shall we change the carriage?"

"Why do you want to change the carriage, I don't want to change it. How comfortable this carriage is. What replied was Xiao Hongdou's indignant voice. In her opinion, the eerie hook-nosed man must have spied on her beloved luxury carriage.

In the carriage, the big yellow and small doves shouted twice dissatisfied. Only Qiao'er sensibly stopped looking at Xiao Nianxi's back.

Xiao Nianxi changed her comfortable posture and said eloquently: "Stupid girl." Don't you see that people are worried about us? Think about it, if we do encounter thieves, which carriage will be the first to be attacked? Which carriage do you think they will look at first?"

The gloom on the hook-nosed man's face dissipated by two points, and then he smiled disobediently and said, "What does the hero think?"

Xiao Nianxi hugged his fists and thanked him, and said with a smile: "No need, if you are in this carriage and encounter an accident, I will not be happy." ”

"Okay, just listen to the hero. The hook-nosed man's black face shuddered with gratitude, and then he shrank into the carriage.

There is no doubt that this luxurious carriage was obviously chosen by Mangwa, although the choice was not in line with Xiao Nianxi's wishes, but it would be improvised. After all, the two little girls and the two little beasts like it very much and feel comfortable.

Xiao Nianxi looked at the Shulan Bamboo Sea that was getting closer and closer, in fact, the expectations in his heart were not less than two Ni and two animals, after all, it was the first time for him to travel among the mountains and rivers outside.

It didn't take long for the carriage to enter the bamboo forest.

Xiao Hongdou and Qiao'er obediently lay on the window platform, put away the wind curtain and green curtain, and supported their small chins, as if entering the realm of jade.

The blue waves in the forest are rippling, and the sunlight shines through the bamboo tops sporadically, swaying with the rustling bamboo leaves.

Xiao Nianxi closed his eyes and breathed freely, refreshed between breaths.

The rhubarb looked east and west, and the little dove flew up and down.

The bamboos were layered on top of each other, and Xiao Nianxi could only see the fifth row behind him just by looking at him, and then he couldn't see the back. It's no wonder that the hook-nosed man was worried. However, the fact that he can't see it doesn't mean that Xiao Nianxi's spiritual sense can't be discovered.

The breeze blows, the leaves follow, there are only faint birds chirping in the forest, Xiao Nianxi extended his spiritual sense, and only saw a few lingering bald bulbuls and motionless jumping bamboo insects.

At this moment, the horse road in the forest is narrow, and only two carriages can be allowed to move forward side by side, so Xiao Nianxi does not have to pull the rope to lead the horse, and boldly let the carriage move naturally.

He lay down comfortably on his feet, as he often did on the rocks on the top of the Ox and Camel Mountain.

Xiao Nianxi glanced at the dark green around him, and suddenly thought of the ancient times, the Maha monk who accompanied Ji Yue and the bamboo of the mountain.

He couldn't help but be poetic, chewing on a fresh weed while singing:

"Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling. People in the deep forest don't know ~ bright moon ~ to take pictures. ”

"People in the deep forest don't know~"

"The people of the deep forest don't know.."

"Bright Moon.."

Xiao Nianxi sang to herself, and fell asleep comfortably in the sound of bamboo leaves like pipa strings and the sound of horses' hooves in a hurry.

"Where did the moon come from in this daylight?"

Xiao Hongdou muttered quietly through the corner of the window.

"I didn't expect Brother Nianxi to be quite romantic. ”

Qiao'er said softly with a little face.

Xiao Hongdou subconsciously rolled her eyes, then hugged Qiao'er with a sad sigh, put her lips close to the root of her reddened ears, and whispered: "Qiao'er, my brother is a piece of wood... If he knew what romance is, you wouldn't have walked out of the room safe and sound in the morning. ”

Qiao'er's cheeks flushed when she heard this, although she didn't know what Xiao Hongdou was referring to, but she intuitively felt that what Sister Dou said must be a particularly embarrassing thing.

At this time, Xiao Nianxi had already forgotten about it, and was shuttling through the galaxy in a nap, thinking deeply about wine and singing with Brother Maha, chanting poems and music.