Campfires (1)
There is always a time of dawn in the night.
But he still couldn't think of his grudge against Xiao Yunchao.
The sky was still gathered by layers of clouds, and the sun was once again nowhere to be seen.
"Click", someone is knocking on the door.
Wrapped in the quilt, he cut through the haze of the room and broke the bars.
Meng Qingyi stood at the door, and Meng Qingyi was ready to go.
He looked at Meng Qingyi and asked.
"I thought I would have to stay in Yucheng for a few more days. ”
Meng Qingyi said.
"Plans can't keep up with change. ”
"And we must enter the Horse Road before Li Tuo. ”
He said.
"Otherwise, Li Tuo will kill me?"
Meng Qingyi furrowed her brows and muttered.
"Maybe, maybe not. ”
"I don't know. ”
But no matter who it is, it can be seen that Meng Qingyi has no grasp of dealing with Li Tuo, so he is worried.
He suddenly remembered Li Tuo's appearance.
It's amazing that the man who laughs a little like a big boy is the most tricky person in the world.
He shared hardships with Meng Qingyi and Li Tuo, and undoubtedly formed a friendship, but it was a little short after all.
This short-lived friendship is under the oath of Li Tuo and Jia Ma Dao, who can be sure that it will not be useful?
He didn't say much, he scattered the futon, revealing his solid and emaciated body, and put on the autumn clothes and pants that Ling Xiang had carefully woven for him one by one, and then put on a gray-brown goose down satin jacket. On the back, a black box was hung, and there was also a wooden thorn pinned to the waist that the carpenter had beaten for himself.
When the warm boots were also put on, he walked into the hunting wind with Meng Qingyi.
At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and there was still a cold fog drifting through it.
He could see a hazy shadow in front of the annex.
The horses in the pack cart had already eaten the grain and grass.
Now Duan Taosong was slowly stroking the horse's mane with his hand.
Duan Taosong heard the sound of footsteps rolling snow, and turned his head to his head with a gaze like an arrow, piercing his forehead.
His eyebrows furrowed, and Duan Taosong had already looked at Meng Qingyi and muttered.
"Xie Wuyi came here just now. ”
There was only the shadow of Duan Taosong in the four places.
Duan Taosong continued.
"Now Xie Wuyi is gone. ”
Meng Qingyi said.
"Did Xie Wuyi leave any words?"
Duan Taosong nodded.
Xie Wuyi said that he visited Mr. Ji last night and asked him to write a letter. Now it's time to rush into the road before the sun sets tomorrow. ”
Meng Qingyi took a long breath and nodded heavily.
He also had a solemn face, although Xie Wuyi had never seen it before, he could think of it.
These things originally had nothing to do with Xie Wuyi.
He spontaneously developed respect for Xie Wuyi from the bottom of his heart.
The carriage finally began to slip on the snow.
Because he was in a sensitive period, the people who were driving horses outside could only be replaced by Meng Qingyi and Duan Taosong.
When Duan Taosong rubbed his frozen red hands and entered the car, the wind outside blew the snow down again.
"Uh......h Woo......"
The wind rippled in the canyon.
Half an hour later, the snow in the wind had been blown frozen in the air, hitting the towering stone wall and hitting Meng Qingyi's forehead and shoulders.
Meng Qingyi didn't have anything, just thinking about not letting Xie Wuyi's hard work go to waste, but the horse was beaten by the ice and snow, and began to roar in his throat, and his steps were a little trembling.
He poked his head out, he said.
"Anyway, let's find a place to cover up. ”