Most of the snow in the village has melted, and only a small amount remains in the shady areas such as the corners of the walls. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun is very good, hanging diagonally in the sky, sending bursts of warmth to the world, but it can't warm Mo Qing's worried heart.

The road of more than three miles was reached in a blink of an eye, and after hurriedly saying hello to a few people I met in the village, Mo Qing and the panting Huang Laoxie kept walking towards home.

The two of them stood outside the courtyard to calm down and let their breathing become as smooth as possible, and then pushed open the gate and walked in with a restless heart.

The yard was still cleaned as before, and the traces of the broom on the ground were clear.

A large rooster with a full body of colorful green feathers leads its harem and gouges in the courtyard.

looked up at the people who came in, and found that it was Huang Yaoshi and Mo Qing, so he lowered his head and continued to look for food.

Aunt Li sat quietly in the courtyard sewing clothes for Mo Qing, and there was a big bag of things in the house.

Today is the day of the appointment with Mo Qing, and these supplies will be sent to Heishipo after dark.

The winter sun shone on the yard, and the yellowish light shrouded Aunt Li's sewn clothes, which looked very warm.

When Huang Laoxie and Mo Qing saw this scene, they both breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Luckily, there is nothing at home!

Hearing the creak of the gate, Aunt Li raised her head, originally thinking that it was Aunt Wu from the village who came to visit the door, but she didn't expect to see Mo Qing and Huang Yaoshi who walked into the courtyard.

This result was a bit surprising to Aunt Li, and then a happy smile appeared on her face,

"Brother Huang, why did you come back early? I thought it was Aunt Wu and the others who came to do the housework!"

Aunt Li put the clothes in her hand in the basket, got up and walked forward, and said to Huang Yaoshi who came in at the same time.

Aunt Li picked up Mo Qing, kissed her on the face, and carefully looked at Mo Qing's body, as if checking whether there was any damage.

After a while, he reluctantly put Mo Qing on the ground and went up to the house to pour tea for Huang Yaoshi.

"I finished eating what I brought and came back"

Huang Laoxie didn't tell the truth, this was discussed between him and Mo Qing, and if he didn't tell the truth, he was afraid of causing Aunt Li to worry.

Aunt Li walked out with a bowl of hot tea, handed it to Huang Laoxi, and pointed to a large bag of things next to her and said, "Everything is ready, just wait for it to get dark and send it there." ”

There was nothing to do at home, and after Mo Qing's heart relaxed for a while, the uneasiness in his heart became aggravated again.

Hurriedly interrupted Aunt Li's words and asked, "Auntie, everything is normal at home these days, right?"

Aunt Li touched Mo Qing's head and said with a smile: "It's not all good, what can be abnormal, but after you left, you always feel that the house is empty and a lot more deserted." ”

Mo Qing smiled at Aunt Li and said, "What about my Uncle Mo Lun, why didn't you see him at home?"

When Mo Qing asked this, he clearly felt that his heartbeat was accelerating, and he felt that he had found the source of the problem.

"I went up to the mountains to hunt, and I came back in two days. ”

After hearing this, Mo Qing broke out of Aunt Li's arms, turned his back to Aunt Li and said a silent word to Huang Laoxie,

Huang Laoxie immediately stood up in understanding, reached out and picked up the wrapped food.

"Brother and sister, we have to go first, Mo Qing, this kid is at a critical juncture now, don't dare to delay more, wait for a day or two when we come back, and then stay at home for a few days."

Huang Laoxie said to the reluctant Aunt Li.

Aunt Li obviously didn't expect that Mo Qing and the others would leave again as soon as they came back, although they were very reluctant, but they heard that it was related to Mo Qing's cultivation, so they went.

The anxious Mo Qing ran wildly in the mountains and forests, and the uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier, as if bad things would happen at any time.

Huang Laoxie was not with Mo Qing, although his spirit has recovered now, his health is very poor, and there is no way to do too strong exercise, which will only drag down Mo Qing's progress at this urgent moment.

However, he did not listen to Mo Qing's words and returned to Changchun Valley, but walked alone on the mountain road behind him as best he could.

At this moment, he didn't want to sit there and wait, waiting for a child to resolve his old brother's crisis.

It was dark and there was silence in the mountains.

A cold crescent moon hung in the silent night sky, and the cold light illuminated the forest.

A shadow shuttled swiftly and nimbly through the forest, and the darkness did not seem to affect him in the slightest.

That's the way it is, under Mo Qing's full consciousness, everything within a few tens of meters came into his mind.

It was an amazing feeling, different from what you would normally see with your eyes.

The eyes can only see a part of the surrounding scene, but after the divine consciousness is dispersed, it is 360 degrees without blind spots.

Mo Qing, who was running wildly, stopped, leaned against a bare locust tree, and gasped violently.

He has not stopped since he left home, and has been shuttling in the mountains at his own speed.

The strong uneasiness in his heart made him dare not delay in the slightest.

In five hours, Mo Qing arrived at Huangshi Ridge, and Uncle Mo Lun's destination was here, which was the news that Aunt Li told Mo Qing.

There are wild sheep on the Huangshan Ridge, and Uncle Mo Lun likes to eat mutton.

After a moment of intense heaving in his chest, he lifted the corner of his clothes and wiped the sweat from his head. Mo Qing took out a pale yellow bag from his arms, and silently recited the exercises in his heart, and the trace of aura cultivated during this period of time gathered on his right hand.

Raising his right hand, which was covered by a faint green light, he gently wiped it on the cloth bag, and a gourd filled with water appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Unplugged the stopper, Mo Qing poured a wild breath into his mouth, took a beautiful breath, and drank two more sips before plugging the stopper.

Mo Qing took the gourd in his hand and put it on top of the bag, and the gourd disappeared again with a move in his heart.

After doing this, Mo Qing didn't rush to leave, but put the bag in front of him, looked at it carefully, and felt a little curious that this small bag had this function.

This bag was forcibly pulled by Huang Laoxie to Peach Blossom Valley and handed over to him before leaving.

According to the method Huang Laoxie said, after a simple familiarity, he mastered the use of this list.

There were a lot of miscellaneous things in it, not only water, but also a lot of food, as well as some bottles and cans, cloth bags and other things.

Mo Qing was amazed at how much stuff could be held in such a palm-sized cloth bag, even though Huang Laoxie told him that the space inside was the size of two houses.

But now is not the time to sigh.

Mo Qing gasped for a while, put the storage bag back in his arms, reached out and touched the Fu Jiang on his shoulder, and then with the squeak of the Fu Jiang, Mo Qing circled around the Huangshi Ridge.

Fortunately, the terrain here is relatively flat, and it is not very difficult to walk.

When turning to the fifth circle, with the slight cry of Fu Jiang, a simple room appeared in front of Mo Qing's eyes.

The house was very dilapidated, and there were many places leaking, and in the squeak, Mo Qing carefully opened the crumbling broken door.

There was no one in the house, and Mo Qing knew about the situation inside before he arrived in the hut.

Sitting on a simple stone, a piece of bacon suddenly appeared in Mo Qing's hand, and he found a branch on the ground to insert the meat.

A scorching fireball appeared at his right finger, and with a flick of his finger, the fireball landed on the dry wood in front of him, and with a bang, the dry wood was ignited.

It had been inhabited recently, and Mo Qing had found it from the charcoal that had been concealed and the half-sized sheep hanging from the roof.

Judging by the wounds, the sheep would not have been dead for more than two days.

Combining all kinds of information, coupled with the inference from time, Mo Qing determined that these traces were all left by Uncle Mo Lun.

If you hunt in the mountains, you can't run around with heavy prey on your back, and you won't be able to stand it.

So Uncle Merlun hung the half-grown wild sheep in this hut and waited to retrieve it when he returned.

The meat was roasted, the aroma was overflowing, Mo Qing was not afraid of burning his mouth, a large piece of freshly roasted, steaming meat, was swallowed into his stomach after a while.

Part of the reason was that he was so hungry that he had been walking through the mountains and forests for no less than six hours in a row, and the strong physical exertion had already starved him, and the other was that he was in a hurry to find Uncle Merron.

After eating the food, the bottom of the stomach was cushioned, and Mo Qing sat on the stone and entered a dormant state.

After a cup of tea, Mo Qing opened his eyes, swept away the fatigue just now, and was full of energy. this

It is the benefit of a strong soul, not only the memory is better than ordinary people, but the energy of people is also very strong.

Extinguishing the still burning fire, Mo Qing pulled his clothes, then pushed open the wooden door and walked out.

The waning moon in the sky has completely set.

Because of the lack of the light of the moon, the stars in the night sky appear extraordinarily bright, as if the most beautiful jewels are flickering.

After walking thirty or forty meters, on a piece of snow that had not had time to melt, a line of deep footprints came into Mo Qing's eyes.

Mo Qing glanced at it, and chased forward along the footprints, with the guidance of the blessed general, and this line of footprints, Mo Qing believed that he had not made a mistake.

Skirting the jungle, it headed left again......

The inner uneasiness became heavier and heavier, and Mo Qing ran as fast as the wind.

"Uncle Merron, don't let anything happen, you must hold on until I pass!"

Mo Qing shouted in his heart.