"Daji?"

Master Mu looked at Lu Dutian, who was slowly arguing and dressing one by one.

Sensing that the inquiring gaze swept towards him, Lu Dutian hurriedly fastened the buttons, rummaging through his body and not seeing the storage bag. When he found Wang Zimo's waist, he suddenly became angry. After taking a deep breath to calm the violently turbulent Dao Heart, he hurriedly walked to Master Mu's side and whispered a few words.

"Yin-Yang people!"

Master Mu suddenly cheered up, paced to the high Taishi chair, turned around suddenly, and looked at the prince silently, "There is also a so-called young master of Yangchi?"

Master Mu's eyes were distracted, and he sat on the chair with a wide chin that shook unconsciously due to excitement: "The corpse woman ...... her."

Hearing the word corpse woman, Xue Jiaoniang's eyes showed a strong sense of jealousy.

The smiling face gradually cooled down, glared at Lu Dutian, walked to Wang Zimo's side, took his hand and said, "Mo'er, come with me, we're not here to be an eyesore, I'll take you outside for a walk." ”

Xue Jianniang pulled Wang Zimo out, and turned back and said, "Don't forget to open the door when it's dark!" and then looked down at Wang Zimo, "A big beast is resting today, it's lively outside! I'll take you to play?"

"I'm going to find Daji!"

The prince touched the storage bag on his waist, quietly glanced at Lu Dutian, and continued to pretend to be stupid.

"Okay!

Out of the door, along the wide corridor to the front yard, around the craggy rockery, you will see the towering gate of the Mu Mansion.

Along the way, the prince released his heart silently, and his childlike heart was still intact, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, looked left and right, if it wasn't for Xue Jiaoniang's pull, she would have gone into the purple bamboo forest to dig out bird eggs.

"That purple bamboo forest can't enter, don't look at the calm here, in fact, it's a ghost!"

Xue Jiaoniang pouted, glanced at Zizhulin, touched the hair of the prince's mopping hand, and complained: "That's planted by the corpse woman, Old Man Mu is delicate, there are prohibitions in it, if Mo'er goes in, there will be no bones left." ”

The prince didn't understand why a bird could build a nest in it, so why couldn't he enter it?

He picked up a small pebble from the ground and threw it into the purple bamboo forest, the imaginary wind did not appear, the stone landed safely, and he couldn't help but doubt Xue Jianniang's words.

This careful thinking, how could Xue Jiaoniang not understand, a golden hairpin flew out between her hands, and before she hit the bird's nest, suddenly the brilliance flashed, and it disappeared in the air.

"Do you see the doorway?"

Xue Jiaoniang leaned down, pressed and held Wang Zimo's shoulder, lifted the crutches and swept around, "What grows naturally here is not restricted, and what is artificially polished is ......"

Xue Jianniang took Wang Zimo's gaze and glanced at the bamboo pole standing at the base of the wall, and said with a smile: "And that bird, but it's fierce! If Mo'er is annoyed, don't be merciful, it's the same as a dog, you encourage it to bite you and don't let go, if you are hard, just put it to death! Understand, Mo'er?"

"yes, I see!"

The prince acquiesced, and secretly wrote it down.

Following behind Xue Jianniang, Wang Zimo opened his eyes. Where can not be moved here, where is the treasure hidden, Xue Jiaoniang will never hide her selfishness, and she will tell the prince silently to the fullest, and sometimes even demonstrate in person, teaching the prince how to solve it.

Growing up in Sanhezhuang, where has he seen such a house, five in and five out, pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and mysteries everywhere. The glazed tiles are bright in color, golden and yellow, if it weren't for Xue Jiaoniang telling him that there is lightning hidden in this wall, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the counterattack, and the prince is still in the dark.

"No wonder I meditated in Liangjiao last night, and I always felt numb under my buttocks! Can my mother-in-law tell me that I can pick lotus pods in the pond I passed by just now?"

"Yes!

Xue Jiaoniang's eyes bloomed, and she instantly blossomed, "Here, there is nothing that Mo'er can't do, come, mother-in-law will teach you, there is a small boat, you first take the boat to the south bank, walk along the shore, until you see the easternmost lotus in front of your right, about the angle of the index finger and the middle finger, you can go along this line again." Tut-tut, I haven't eaten a lotus pod for a long time, it's fragrant!"

"Then I'll pick it for you when Mo'er has time!" The prince Mo went over, and Xue Jiao Niang couldn't close her mouth, praising the prince for his sweet mouth and knowing how to be filial to the old man.

Wang Zimo's careful thoughts, Xue Jiaoniang saw it thoroughly.

This guy is cultivating the plank road and secretly Chen Cang, so he is not trying to find clues to find his brother.

However, Yinxu has been really lonely for decades, and Xue Jiaoniang has been willful to him.

The sunset is like blood, and the wind is sweeping the clouds.

Crossing the tall threshold, Xue Jiaoniang pointed to the twilight that was gradually going west with her cane, and said, "The ghost is crying wolf outside, do you still want to find Daji?"

"What time is it?" asked the prince silently.

Xue Jiaoniang looked back at the huge sundial in the city, "It's just past time." Then he pointed to the towering Tower of Babel next to the sundial, and said with a stern face: "That place, all the people who live in it are closed at night and lit at night, you must not go, it doesn't matter if you don't go over, Old Man Mu has his own way to get you back, unless he goes late, he can only fish out a bunch of bones!"

The prince was terrified when he heard this, put down the matter of looking for Wang Ji for the time being, and followed Xue Jiaoniang through the wide streets.

On both sides are the three-person high tile-colored palace walls, the red paint is turned brown, mottled, I don't know how many years of corrosion. The road under his feet is paved with boulders, polished smoothly and delicately, like a washed mirror, reflecting the dim moonlight in the night.

Wang Zimo looked up to the south.

Kunxu can't see the cracks in the sky. The beautiful and dangerous aurora is not visible under this chaotic sky.

thus drew a successful end to his childhood reverie.

He looked up at the moon again, round and glowing with a soft and bright light, followed by a black crooked crescent moon.

It's the first quarter moon, October is gone, and midwinter is falling!

seemed to sense Wang Zimo's sadness, and Xue Jiaoniang deliberately changed the topic: "Hey, the old woman hasn't seen the waning moon for a long time, and she is tired of seeing it this month!"

After sighing again and again, Xue Jianniang took Wang Zimo's hand and held it in her palm, which was warm and comfortable.

"Mo'er, let's go, I'll take you to the bazaar! There are a lot of beautiful girls, if you like it, just talk to Old Man Mu, and I'll stuff you in the quilt that day!"

After that, Xue Jianniang lifted the crutches and pointed them on the ground, stepped out with her little feet, the ground seemed to fold up, and pulled Wang Zimo to take a few breaths and then walked through the pavilions, turned a few corners, and came to a wider road in the blink of an eye.

There was a blazing temperature in the palm of my hand, and I hadn't felt this way for a long time.

I vaguely remember that I was held by an adult, or five years ago. Sister Xueling's soft, warm, and enthusiastic hands led her to the field to catch butterflies, waiting for Da Ji to return from hunting.

The past is like autumn, and the defeat is withering.

For a while, Wang Zimo cherished and cherished this hard-won warmth.

"This is the market, Mo'er, take a look, that little girl with pointed ears is not beautiful!" Xue Jiaoniang was like a big girl rushing to the market, dragging Prince Mo Dong to look west. "It's a pity it's a goblin!"

The bazaar was bustling, but Wang Zimo's eyes were always fixed on the huge sundial, and his ears were pricked up to listen to the sound of the death knell.

Lu Dutian said that Dai Xiaomo was there, so Da Ji must be there.

"Don't listen to it, the death knell won't ring tonight!"

Xue Jianniang saw through Wang Zimo's thoughts, and said slowly: "Three hundred years ago, the human emperor died, and the death knell bell rang eight times a day. Unexpectedly, the death bell was used by evil and turned into a regular alarm clock for the beasts, and as soon as the death bell rang, the beasts got the signal and rushed into the city to kill!"

"There are fewer and fewer original people in Yindu, so I have to look for good seedlings from the outside to protect the city's foundation for thousands of years!"

Xue Jiaoniang was actually sad, took the sticky cake handed by the vendor next to her, opened her small mouth, and twisted and ate.

"Well, it's still the same smell! Mo'er, come, you can taste one too!"

Xue Jiaoniang swept away the unhappiness just now, and picked up the quick-sticky cake and stuffed it into Wang Zimo's mouth. The rice cake melts in the mouth, sweet and refreshing, and after eating, it feels comfortable all over the body, with inexhaustible energy.

The prince was secretly surprised, but he also heard Xue Jianniang's words clearly, and felt that he was a good seedling for the original people of Yindu to fill the increasingly scarce population of Yinxu.

This Lu Dutian, a human trafficker, should have drowned him in the medicine soup just now!

As everyone knows, Lu Dutian was also kept in the dark. Mrs. Lu asked him to send Wang Zimo to Yinxu, but in fact, it was to better protect him.

Suddenly, Prince Mergen roared.

He saw all kinds of sticky cakes on the board of the vendor, and what he was holding at this time was actually a little Lori with an abnormal sign of the outfall.