It's dark, right?

It's getting dark!

Jing Meng looked at the bright moon hanging on the bamboo tops, looked at the dozen or so bamboos tied on the ground, and said softly: "It should be okay." ”

Xiusha also looked at the bamboo on the ground, looked at Jing Meng, and said, "It should be okay." ”

Skinny reality.

At first, Jing Meng thought that he could cut thirty or forty bamboos, but later, with the westward movement of the sun, he had realized that it was no problem to cut thirty by himself, but by the time the sun was completely westerly, he had a clear understanding that he only had the ability to cut twenty bamboos, but after the moon went up the mountain, I finally saw myself clearly, it turned out that twenty roots were also extravagant hopes, more than a dozen, more than a dozen were enough.

I'm starving.

People are tired.

Not only did she starve to death, but even Xiusha, who didn't do anything and shouted cheers, was already tired, under the moonlight, her fair face was pale, and she was stubbornly struggling with tiredness.

Jing Meng glanced at the bamboo, then at Xiusha, nodded, and said, "Go back." ”

Xiusha nodded and said, "Go back!"

Jing Meng looked at Xiusha's godless appearance and thought she was stupid, but she was really a little stupid, she bent down and actually wanted to move the dozen or so bamboos into a bundle.

Suddenly...

There was no sound on his face.

Connection....

There is no sound in his mouth.

Jing Meng crossed her hands on her hips, and looked at Xiusha's blushing face and trying to move the bamboo, and raised one end, but the other end was very tenacious and lying on the ground.

"Hehe~!"

Jing Meng laughed, Xiusha laughed and gritted her teeth.

Jing Meng looked at Xiusha's gnashing teeth, and said with a smile in her mouth: "Come on~!"

"Whew~~!"

"Whew~!"

Xiusha gasped for breath in her mouth, she really worked hard, she was already very refueled, but everyone knew that some things could not be done with refueling.

Xiusha's slender figure.

The woman is delicate.

This delicate and delicate is too small for the bundle of more than a dozen bamboos.

But Xiusha is really stubborn when she gets serious with her small physique, her face is flushed, and her arms are trembling with the bamboo, but she is desperate, she just wants to move the bamboo, she thinks that the bamboo was cut by Jing Meng, and she is asking him to move back, which is really undeserved...

Jing Meng watched.

Jing Meng looked at .....

Looking at it, he is not a man, Jing Meng threw the firewood knife in his hand on the ground, and got into the bamboo supported by Xiusha, and said quite viciously: "You bring the knife." ”

Gritting his teeth, straightening up, and only listening to the sound of bones, Jing Meng immediately carried the bamboo, his face was red, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "It's more, in fact, ten bamboos are enough to make a table." ’

It's dark.

Go home.

Turn, turn.

Big stones, small stones.

The creek trickled for a long time.

The insects chirped at night, and the moon in the sky lightly depicted the shadows of Jing Meng and Xiusha on the ground, the male, carrying the bamboo in front, and the female, the female holding the heel of the knife in the back.

It seems like....

It seems like......

It seems to be like such a good thing, and the husband and wife both returned home.

When he was about to go ashore near the stream, Jing Meng's corner of his eyes suddenly swept a bright red, and when he looked at it, it was indeed a flower.

A red flower.

I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, as if I ..... Like, we seem to have seen it somewhere.

This was Xiusha's exclamation in her ears: "What a beautiful flower," she said and wanted to go forward to pick it, Jing Meng was suddenly startled.

Take two quick steps before the flower.

The foot is raised, and the flower is on.

The feet fell, and the 'poof' flowers were on.

"Uh~~!"

The corners of Xiusha's mouth twitched, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she asked in a loud voice: "What are you doing, why are you stepping on that flower." ”

Jing Meng's mouth was full of questions, looking at Xiusha and questioning, as if he didn't know what you were talking about, and said, "What, where are the flowers?"

"Whew~!"

Xiusha obviously saw that Jing Meng was deliberate, and she let out a long breath in her mouth, and a little anger flowed on her face, but just a moment later, she did smile lightly on her face and said, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

"Oh~!"

Jing Meng nodded and said, "You please first." ”

Xiusha was obviously still a little unhappy, and walked forward quickly.

Jing Meng was still so uneasy, twisted his feet a few times before he raised his feet and left, glanced at the red flowers, became the residue in the mud, and sneered in his heart: "Let your acting be scary." ’

Let's go.

Climb up the mountain beam.

Descended the hill.

It turns out that the thatched house is so kind.

Just in front of the thatched hut, Mu Ruorong looked at Shuya and Huang Xing from a distance, and when they saw Jing Meng and Xiusha coming, their faces were suddenly overjoyed.

Ruorong looked at Xiusha's tired face full of unbearable expression, and hurriedly took Xiusha's hand and said, "Child, hard work, child, I have wronged you." ”

Xiusha looked at Ruorong's kind appearance, tears rolled in her eyes, and she was almost about to cry.

Jing Meng stared.

The mouth is wide open.

The face is full of reluctance.

I kept muttering in my heart: 'She's hard, she's not doing anything, she's not doing anything, she's been in the sun for a day, I'm the hardest, the most wronged.'" ’

"Hey~!"

Ruorong sighed in his mouth, his eyes fell on his face full of reproach, and said: "You have to be a man, although she is with you, how can you let her work," he grabbed Xiusha's palm and reprimanded him again in front of him: "Look at it, look at it, this bloodstain, her parents and mother see it, how heartbroken it is." ”

Jing Meng's mouth was open.

Heartache?

At this moment, I am the most distressed, I have done everything, I have done the most, and the bamboo on my shoulders has not yet come to unload it, and I have to suffer so much blame, and I am suddenly unhappy in my heart.... , said: "Hehe, yes, yes, my wife blames me." ”

Ruorong snorted in his mouth and said, "What are you laughing at, are you not happy?" ”

Jing Meng's eyes were raised, and he hurriedly said, "No, no, no ....."

Ruorong glanced at it, ignored himself, took this Xiusha's hand, and entered the house, Shuya and Huang Xing glanced at themselves, and followed them, and entered the house with a fart, a fart.

"Whew~~!"

The wind blows and the cold is blowing.

I....

Suddenly, the voice of the uncle in the house came: "Hey, you don't have to pull less, I'm not enough." ”

What are they doing?

"Ah~"

Jing Mengwei roared, threw the bamboo on his shoulder to the ground with a shock, jumped in three steps, rushed into the house, grabbed the bowl, lifted the lid of the pot, lifted the spatula, and put the only rice in the pot into his bowl with lightning speed, and then took the chopsticks from Ruorong's hand, and the wind was unstoppable.

"Thank you!"

The action is clean.

The action is clean.

The action is done in one go.

This set of beautiful actions shocked Ruorong and the four of them, their eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't utter a word.

Jing Meng smiled, swallowed the rice in his mouth, pointed at everyone with chopsticks, and said, "Eat, eat, eat, you're welcome." ”

Uncle Ya blinked and said, "That's for Master." ”

"Whew~!"

Jing Meng sucked, looked at Huang Xing blinking, looked at Uncle Ya blinking, looked at Ruorong Ke and stopped blinking, took a mouthful of rice and swallowed it, and said, "Senior Sister, let Senior Brother Huang and Senior Brother Shuya eat less." ”

"Whew, whew, whew~~"

"Tiger, Tiger, Tiger ....."

The wind and clouds swept wildly, the heavens and the earth were swept away, all of them were like wolves and tigers, there was not a grain of rice left, and they were finished.

Master?

He's got a lot of fish and meat, so let's forget about him today.

Jing Meng is also one of the big tigers, after eating, he shook his hand, picked up the bowl, turned around, went to the door, stopped, and said to Xiusha: "Well, you can do this, brushing the bowl is not a hard work, you can do it." ”

Let's go.

Cangwuye.

Thatched house.

One grass room per person.

Jing Meng looked at the thatch on the roof in a daze, Jing Meng heard the footsteps outside the window and knew that Han Qian was back, his eyes were closed, he was very tired, go to sleep.

It's late at night.

The night is getting deeper.

Night..... I can't sleep.

Jing Menghao got up from the ground, grabbed his long sword, quickly left the grass house, went up the mountain beam, down the hillside, seven or eight turns, and indeed came to the stream, his eyes swept the broken red flower on the ground, and the long sword suddenly came out of the sheath, and everything in the broken red flower.

The flower is broken, and there is no need to describe it.

"Whew~!"

Jing Meng seemed to have a lot of anger in his heart.

Holding the long sword, he danced wildly, the shadow under the moonlight became more and more crazy, from the beginning there were moves, and the later ones didn't know what moves, and in the future, Jing Meng was just sweating to dissipate the fire in his heart.

It's been a lot of hard work to get here.

Uprooted here.

Nine deaths and one life here.

However, the four green mountains seem to have no way, as if they are themselves...

"Bang~!"

I couldn't dance, I was a little tired, and I fell straight down.

Lying down...... Lie down.

Jing Mengyu lay on the ground for I don't know how long, looked at the moon in the air, and asked softly: "Three years later, what should I do, I can defeat him." ”

Suo Guanqing.

That man, he was clever and earned a chance to live for three years, and now.... For three years, does this Qingshan want to trap himself to death?

"Hmph~!"

Jing Meng snorted coldly, got up from the ground, and said in a deep voice: "There's nothing to be afraid of, I won't necessarily lose," carrying the sword, he wanted to go back.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed.

Jing Meng fixed his eyes and saw that there was indeed an old man in white clothes and a black veil on his face floating on the water surface of the stream, and his clothes were fluttering, he was like an immortal.