"I used to be unwilling, but now I figure it out. Cangma noticed that Liao Xiaoyun's hands were getting colder and colder, her body was also trembling, and her eyes were full of worry. So he gently hugged her into his arms, "I didn't make a move just now because I didn't want to stir up hatred again, this matter is already over, if I hurt her, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble." I'm not afraid of trouble, but if the conflict expands, the old things will inevitably be brought up again. If that's the case, I'm afraid there will never be a stable life in the future. I already owe you a lot, and I don't want to owe you any more. ”

"I see. She snuggled into the crook of the horse's arms.

"Although I didn't make a move just now, I have already made her understand that you are the only woman in my heart, and she should die if she thinks about it. ”

She parted his palms apart and clasped them tightly with his fingers. She didn't say anything because she felt like she didn't have to say anything, and the man had given her enough stability.

"That kid disappeared because of me, and I have to get him back, otherwise I'm always unsure. He looked at her and said, "But don't worry, I just want to find him, I won't think about recognizing him again......"

"Needless to say. She pressed her index finger to his lips, "I'll give you a son." ”

Cangma smiled, and while he wasn't paying attention, Liao Xiaoyun quickly tapped the tip of his lips, and then she also laughed out loud. She was already a mature woman, but she was still as playful as a little girl.

"I'm going to go out. She said suddenly: "While the rain hasn't stopped." ”

As soon as she turned around, she was grabbed by Cangma, "I'll go with you." ”

"Good!" she was overjoyed, "it's better to let this rain go on forever." ”

The two of them held an umbrella together and walked on the streets of Panshui Town, and the scene in the rain looked so hazy, like a painting.

Liao Xiaoyun knows everything about the whole street, such as which store's muffin cake tastes the softest and glutinous, and which store's preserved fruit tastes the sweetest, she knows everything. While introducing all kinds of food to Cangma, she asked the guys from each store to pack their specialties and send them to the Huadiao Inn. Everyone in the town knows Liao Xiaoyun, so even if she doesn't bring money when she goes out, others will give her the best goods. How could the proprietress of the Huadiao Inn owe people money, so people still wish she had more credit.

After that, they went to the best ready-to-wear store in town together. As a woman, she doesn't want her husband to dress too shabby, Liao Xiaoyun not only wants Cangma to dress decently, but also wants him to wear warm and comfortable. So she is not only very particular about the style of her clothes, but also about the materials.

"This one fits well, so you can wear it. She was very satisfied with her vision, "It's getting cold, you can also take these thick clothes with you when you leave, so that you can change and wash them on the road." ”

"One piece is enough. ”

"No, what if it's cold, it's better to bring more than to catch a cold. ”

"I don't know how to do laundry. Cangma smiled: "You can't let me find another person to help me wash my clothes on the road." ”

Hearing this, she immediately changed her mind: "Boss, we don't want these clothes." She looked at Cangma and shook her head again, "No, it's still too eye-catching for you to wear this one, you better change this one." ”

She picked up a gray-brown linen robe that was piled up in the corner and was directly ignored by her at the beginning, "When you go out, you still don't dress too brightly, so as not to cause trouble." She spoke with great seriousness.

"It's all up to you. Cangma didn't think she was troublesome, but just found it funny, so he changed into that linen shirt immediately.

However, he has broad shoulders and a tall body, and no matter what clothes are on him, he can match this spirit.

"I think you'd better leave it undressed, just go out bare-bottomed. She quipped.

"Shall it be the same on the day I marry you?"

"You're so muddy!" she blushed, grabbed her horse and ran out of the store, "It's a shame that you said such things in front of people." ”

"Hahaha......" he laughed.

But suddenly, they all stopped talking, because the rain was getting lighter.

"Go, go. She took Cangma's hand and said: "You can't go out without a weapon for self-defense, I see that they all have swords on them, but you don't have anything, you have to bring one too, otherwise I don't feel sure." ”

And so the two of them went to the blacksmith together.

Although it was just a very ordinary iron sword, Cangma was full of praise and did not hesitate to praise how good the blacksmith's craftsmanship was, because only in this way could Liao Xiaoyun feel at ease.

After getting the sword, the two of them were supposed to go back to the inn, but Cangma led her to the noodle shop they had been to yesterday.

Yes, because the owner of this noodle restaurant is from Batianzhai, Cangma must ask him to do something.

The two each asked for a bowl of beef noodles, and then Cangma introduced the identity of the shop owner to Liao Xiaoyun, and told her to come directly to the shop owner for help no matter what happened. At the same time, he also told the shopkeeper that he should write a letter to inform Yang Xiong that he must send more people to the town, that he will get married this time next year, and that when he returns, everything must be done properly.

After the matter was explained, they went back to the inn together.

When I returned, the rain had completely stopped, and everyone was ready to go.

"I'm gone, no matter what happens, I'll be back on time in a year. "He always feels grounded when he speaks, because as long as he says yes, he will do it.

"Take care of yourself along the way. ”

He nodded, then withdrew his hand from her palm, "It's been a year, and I'll be back, soon." Her hands were clenched so tightly that she sweated a lot on Cangma's hands. He had never been a noisy man, but he said a lot of things when they parted.

"Let's go. He came to Shen Fang and said.

Along the way, Cangma turned back frequently, and every time he turned around, Liao Xiaoyun stood in the same place and waved to him.

In the past, when people were separated, Cangma would never be so nostalgic, so he never looked back when he walked. But now he has changed, is it because of his age, he has become emotional?

She had waited too long, sixteen years, before she could wait for Cangma. But they got along for such a short time, not even a day, and then they separated again.

Now, all Liao Xiaoyun's expectations for life fall on the shoulders of this man who travels far away, and his promise is Liao Xiaoyun's only spiritual support. If he didn't fulfill his promise to come back on time, I really don't know what will become of Liao Xiaoyun.

That's why Cangma's heart is so heavy.

If he can't come back on time, then Liao Xiaoyun is afraid that he will have a serious illness. When a person's mental pressure is always tight, even if there is a mistake in the physical function, it can be forcibly operated under the support of his beliefs, it is because this person's heart is full of infinite hope, but if the day comes, and the hope is disappointed, this person is afraid that he will be overwhelmed and collapsed, from the inside out. People often say that heart disease is difficult to treat, and this may be the reason.

I often see a dying patient lying in bed waiting for a loved one to return, and when he sees that person, he dies. Perhaps this is also the reason, so I hope that Cangma must fulfill his promise on time and not make any more changes.

However, this journey was too dangerous, and many things were probably unpredictable even to him, and even more terrible than he imagined, and he could really cope with it.

If you want me to say, he shouldn't go, but if he doesn't, he won't be a horse.

In short, I wish him all the best, no matter what.

The ten men marched eastward for more than a month, and it was late autumn at this time, and it was supposed that the yellow leaves had fallen and the flowers had withered. However, there are many anomalies, especially in the mountains, where the growth rate of plants not only does not decrease, but is more luxuriant than in the middle of summer. The weeds grew to the height of more than half a man, and the rhizomes were at least three fingers thick, and each leaf of grass was as strong as a stick, and the wind blew and did not move. Not to mention the trees on the mountain, which jumped into the sky almost three times as much as before. There are also all kinds of wild flowers, which are also in full bloom, all of which have never been seen before.

Along the way, I never saw a single withered plant, whether it was a leaf or a branch, as long as it fell in the soil, it would take root and sprout the next day.

Is this still autumn? It's not a question of the seasons anymore, the world is completely changing beyond people's understanding.

Not only was the speed of travel severely hindered, but it was also very difficult to discern the direction. The mark left the night before was gone the next morning, because the scene around him had changed. Even if you want to rely on the sun to tell the exact position, it is difficult to find the exact position of the sun even at noon because the trees in the mountains are so dense that it is difficult to find the exact position of the sun even at noon.

The only way to do this is to fly into the air at noon, or to cut off the crown of the tree with a flying sword, so that you can get a rough idea of where to go.

Cangma was often worried about this, but he never showed it. He always carefully observes the changes in the scenery around him, and then silently remembers it in his heart.

If he didn't, it would be difficult for him to find his way back.

The night is especially terrifying, and there is often a rustling sound in the deep grass, which is the sound of voles grinding their teeth.

The owl flashed two chilling eyes in the treetops, waiting for an opportunity.

Cangma was also secretly observing all this, and although his eyesight was not as good as that of the owl, his ears were excellent.

The vole was seven feet in front of him to the right, and the owl was on a branch directly in front of him.

At the right moment, the owl suddenly swooped down from the treetops, and soon, with only two flaps of its wings, it was already in the grass.

The vole was also very quick to react, and he heard the sound of the vole running frantically for its life, its body scraping between the grass.