In the early morning, the whole village was still shrouded in a thin mist, but birds could already be heard chirping among the treetops and eaves.

In the dark, Zhao Wu'an felt that he was not sleeping comfortably. Not to mention the cool sensation in my throat that burned like swallowing a lump of mint leaves, the heavy quilt that pressed on this body alone seemed to make it extremely difficult to turn over.

Although he slept uncomfortably, this nightmarish sleepiness really haunted him. Coupled with his already lazy temperament, even if Zhao Wu'an was unhappy in his heart, he only twisted slightly, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Some birds chirped in his ears, listening to the chirping of eagles on the grassland in Saibei, and Zhao Wu'an even felt that he could smell the smell of grass.

According to this time, Hu Buxi must have gotten up at this time, finished grooming and taking care of the sheep, and with the whip used to drive the sheep in his hand, he was about to rush into the camp tent and pick up Zhao Wu'an.

However, Zhao Wu'an knew that the woman would definitely stop him. Hu Buxi, who was not afraid of the dead cattle on the grassland, would never dare to contradict this woman.

After all, she is the rebirth parent who took them in and raised them. Such a kindness, Hu Buxi and Zhao Wuan will definitely be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

She has a very nice name, Hu Buxi and Zhao Wu'an were illiterate at that time, but they memorized the writing of those three words, each of which was familiar with her chest, and her hands were ready to catch it.

He closed his eyes and muttered, "Liao ......"

But he was interrupted by others. He was a little surprised that no one would enter the tent where he slept on the grassland.

The heavy quilt lying on his body actually took care of himself, and let out a burst of muttering in surprise. When the pressure was withdrawn from Zhao Wu'an's body, he heard a voice of surprise: "Zhao Wu'an, Zhao Wu'an!?"

Even more unexpected, it was actually a girl's voice.

Zhao Wu'an furrowed his brows and opened his eyes.

It's a strange room, and I'm only covered with a thin quilt that doesn't weigh at all.

He blinked, and before he knew what was happening, a red shadow threw himself into his arms.

"Zhao Wu'an!!"

Zhao Wu'an half-raised his head in flattery, and although he couldn't see the face of the girl in front of him, he could quickly feel his chest wet with tears.

He was stunned, as if he remembered something, as if he was in a different world.

"Zhao Wu'an, Zhao Jushi, Zhao Wurui, Rogue Layman, Bad Guy. An Qing called out a string of names like a cannonball, and cowered in his arms, refusing to poke his head out.

Zhao Wu'an propped his forehead, looking at the crying girl in his arms with a smile, and a lock of black hair slipped down his shoulder. He reached out and patted her gently on the back, pondering for a while before he spoke softly, "I'm worried about you." ”

"I'm very worried! I must not do this again in the future!" An Qing raised her head from his chest angrily, revealing two red circles under her eyes.

Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly, and before he could speak, his lips were blocked by something.

He was stunned. An Qing's face had never been so close to his eyes, and he could even count the teardrops hanging from An Qing's slender eyelashes.

There was a soft touch on his lips, but with some pressure to refuse and welcome, Zhao Wu'an was stunned, he didn't know what to do, so he could only respond to An Qing awkwardly. He was born lazy and indifferent, and when he first tasted this, he had no experience and pondered it step by step.

The morning light shines through the window flowers, sprinkling a golden glow in front of the bed.

After a while, An Qing leaned back slightly, distanced herself from him a little, and turned her face away, blushing with shame.

Zhao Wu'an pursed his lips, as if he had some unfinished taste, and was randomly glared at by An Qing.

He suppressed the smile on his face, and pretended to be quiet: "You are in a hurry." ”

A flush flew on her face, and An Qing said angrily: "Can I not be in a hurry, you will be hit by someone else's sword, and it will be hit in the chest." Do you think that after so many roads, I have easily walked here?"

Zhao Wu'an was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "You did a good job, beyond my expectations." ”

"If I can't get you out, are you going to die in Miaojiang?" An Qing asked.

Zhao Wu'an shook his head and smiled again: "How is that possible." ”

He looked out the window. "The person who came to kill me that day was the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. If I don't die, he won't be at peace. ”

"I know. An Qing nodded and gently snuggled into his arms.

Although the world is dangerous, although there is no place to live here, as long as they are close to each other, An Qing feels fearless.

"There is no way to avoid it, I can only take that sword, and Zhao Wu'an must be like Jialan Anxulie, completely evaporating in this world. He added lightly.

"That's what I thought. ”

"However, the world is impermanent, and blindly giving in is not my style after all. I live in this world, and in fact, there is something I have to do. Zhao Wu'an said lightly, "With this, I can't die." ”

An Qing nodded again and again, and snorted coquettishly: "It's all to blame on that quack, who said in the middle of the night that you couldn't survive the dawn, but it scared me to death." ”

"Quacks?"

Even though An Qing said it seriously, Zhao Wu'an was a first-class keenness, how could Zhao Wu'an not know the coquettish thoughtfulness when she spoke.

An Qing said, "He saved your life...... But what he said really scared the hell out of me!"

Zhao Wuan smiled helplessly: "Let me meet this life-saving benefactor." ”

An Qing nodded, then ran off the bed, turned around and ran out.

Zhao Wu'an was the only one left in the room. He lowered his head, caught a glimpse of the scar on his chest, and was also slightly taken aback, and touched it lightly with his hand, only to find that the flesh and blood on his chest had rotted and blackened, and there was a faint smell like a sour date.

Zhao Wu'an frowned: "The sword is ...... There's cold poison?"

This was more than he expected. Looking at the shape of this house, it seems that it has already been very far away from the mountain boundary of Miaojiang, and I don't know how many days have passed, which is far from the time he expected to be in a coma.

If so, how did you survive this?

Zhao Wuxin was in shock, but saw An Qing also walked in with a puzzled face.

"It's strange, I searched the yard and didn't see him, maybe I went to the street in the morning, and I should be able to come back before noon. You just wait here. ”

"Good. Zhao Wu'an replied calmly, "How long have I been in a coma?" ”

An Qing counted the days: "It's four or five days." ”

Zhao Wu'an frowned, and the ominous premonition in his heart became heavier and heavier.

An Qing has always had no such delicate thoughts, and she can't guess what Zhao Wu'an, who came back from wandering at the ghost gate, is thinking, but she is sincerely happy that he can be unhindered. So she jumped and shrank to the side of Zhao Wu'an's bed, and said happily: "Okay, now that you are awake and your body is fine, we will wait for that old man to come back and say thank you and say goodbye." Are you thirsty?"

Zhao Wu'an didn't answer her, just twisted his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "We should also do something to repay the old gentleman's kindness." ”

An Qing was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, and said, "It seems that this is the case...... But now that Dusk Village is in chaos, I don't think he has the heart to let us repay the favor. ”

"Chaos?" Zhao Wu'an was stunned, "What can you say?"

An Qing sat beside him and told him in great detail about the cases that had occurred in Ning Mansion in the past two days, including the abnormal behavior of the people in Ning Mansion, and her suspicious views on the case one by one.

Zhao Wu'an listened silently on the side, without interrupting.

When An Qing said with a dry mouth and wanted to drink a whole pot of water in one go, Zhao Wuan smiled slightly: "Not bad." ”

"Where's the good, the people in that mansion are scared to death, okay!" An Qing palpitated.

"I mean, you've got a pretty good analysis. Zhao Wu'an straightened up, clasped his hands, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why don't you give it a try?"

"What to try?" An Qing wondered.

"Like me, find out the murderer yourself. ”

Zhao Wu'an looked at An Qing's eyes, and his smile was like spring breeze and rain.

"Haven't you always been looking forward to this? So, why don't you give it a try?"