"That's great!" Ming Daohong saw him nodding, and then said to Huang Xiang: "Sister Huang, let's go on the road together!"

"This ......" Huang Xiang hesitated for a moment, but soon she replied: "Okay, one person's rivers and lakes are too boring." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSince Miss Daohong wants to be together, let's go together. I just don't know ......."

Saying that, she looked at Xiao Mo hesitantly.

Seeing her looking at herself, Xiao Mo couldn't help but glance away, and said expressionlessly on his face: "As long as you can get to Shaolin, you can go any way!"

"Sister Huang Xiang, we can go together. Ming Daohong listened to the words of the dead Xiaomo, and knew that his wish had been fulfilled, and he was very happy in his heart.

"In this case, I don't think it's too early, let's find an inn nearby to rest for a while, and then set off for Shaolin, I don't know what you think?"

Huang Xiang looked at the sun in the sky, it was already sunset, so he suggested.

"Okay!" Ming Daohong clapped his hands in agreement, and then pouted with a cherry mouth: "I've been chased for so long, I'm already tired." ”

"Then let's go!" Huang Xiang glanced at Xiao Mo and saw that he had no opinion, so he took the reins and led the way first.

And the dead Xiao Mo and Ming Daohong saw each other, and they followed up.

The sun is setting, and the sky is covered by a dark curtain.

The three of them, Xiao Mo, Ming Daohong and Huang Xiang, traveled all the way and walked dozens of miles. But it was so unfortunate that they didn't meet a small town, they didn't meet a single family. In the mountains and forests, except for the birds, they are animals, so they are not desolate.

"Sister Huang, it seems that we can't stay in the guest house. "Among the three of them, Ming Daohong doesn't know martial arts, and his physical strength is the worst. And she is a weak woman, she has walked for so long, she is powerless to even speak at the moment.

"Well, that's true. Huang Xiang stopped, looked at the sky, and said to the two: "It seems that we need to sleep in the mountains and forests tonight, since this is the case, it is better to choose the place, I think we will spend the night here, and then hurry tomorrow morning!"

"But what if I'm hungry......" Ming Daohong stroked his stomach with one hand and looked at her pitifully.

"It's easy! Huang Xiang said and walked to the depths of the mountains and forests next to the official road.

After Huang Xiang left, only the dead Xiao Mo and Ming Daohong were left in the original place.

At this time, Ming Daohong's belly rumbled a few times, and she covered her stomach with both hands. In order not to focus on hunger, she looked at the dead Mo who was leaning against the tree.

"Hey, Sister Yang Yan, are you hungry?"

Dead Xiao Mo glanced at her, took out a bulging package from his arms, he untied the package, and there were a few pancakes inside!

"Wow! You're bringing food. When Ming Daohong saw the pancakes in his package, he was immediately surprised, and at the same time, his tone contained a bit of anger.

Dead Xiao Mo took out a pancake and put it in his mouth, and then took out another one and threw it at Ming Daohong. Then he rewrapped the rest and put it in his arms.

"Speak, you have a weak heart?!" Ming Daohong caught the pancakes he threw over, but there were still many dissatisfactions in his heart.

Dead Xiao Mo took off the pancake in his mouth and looked at Ming Daohong with a somewhat mocking look:

"Idiot!"

After that, he took a bite on the pancake,

"You ......" Ming Dao was very angry, looking at the dead Xiao Mo eating the pancakes in her hand by herself, she suddenly smiled: "Actually, Sister Yang Yan is very beautiful when she wears women's clothes, I wonder when Sister Yang Yan will be able to wear it to me again?"

As soon as he said this, Xiao Mo stopped moving, but soon he ate his pancakes again, as if he hadn't heard anything. However, Ming Daohong has been paying attention to him, and she has already been happy about the reaction of Xiao Mo just now.

The two waited in place for about half an hour, and Huang Xiang came back with three pheasants.

"Sister Huang, it turns out that you went hunting game!" Ming Daohong couldn't help but be a little happy when she saw the three pheasants in her hand. You must know that the pancake just now didn't fill her stomach.

"Yes, I used to learn some cooking skills from my mother at home, and today came in handy. Huang Xiang lifted the three pheasants in his hand and said to Ming Daohong with a smile.

"That's good, I'm just trying your handicraft today, Sister Huang. Saying that, she glanced at Xiao Mo pointedly, and said:

"It's not like someone who carries food in their arms but doesn't take it out to share with their friends. ”

Huang Xiang is a very smart woman, she heard the deep meaning of Ming Dao's red words, and naturally knew who she was talking about, so she looked in the direction of Xiao Mo. I saw that the dead Xiao Mo was unmoved, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, leaning on the trunk of the tree with his eyes closed.

Huang Xiang retracted his gaze and smiled, "Sister Daohong, come, give me a hand, soon you will be able to taste the roast chicken I made." ”

"Okay!" Ming Daohong had never done this when he was at home, and he suddenly wanted to touch these things at this moment, and he couldn't help but show some eagerness.

When the two of them were busy, Xiao Mo was sitting alone under the tree, and he behaved incompatible with the two girls.

In the dark night, the fire crackled.

Everywhere the fire passed, there was the laughter of young women, and the silence of young swordsmen was like gold. Three people who don't know each other get together on such a night, and three people who don't know each other meet in this treacherous rivers and lakes.

In the near future, will it be a passerby or a confidant?

......

With the joint efforts of Huang Xiang and Ming Daohong, it didn't take long for the fragrance of pheasants to overflow, as if they were cooked.

"Sister Daohong, come, this is the biggest one for you!" Huang Xiang took off the big pheasant of Huang Cancan on the shelf, picked the biggest one and handed it to Ming Daohong.

"Really, Sister Huang, you're so nice, then I'm welcome. Ming Daohong said and took the roasted pheasant, and after a few breaths, he started to eat.

Huang Xiang looked at Ming Daohong's anxious appearance, and couldn't help but smile: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

"Well, it's delicious, Sister Huang, you have to teach me this craft!" Ming Daohong said slurred as he chewed loudly.

"What's so difficult about this, as long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you!" Huang Xiang said and stood up, she took the other two roast chickens and walked towards the dead Xiao Mo.

"Sister Huang......" Ming Daohong was burying his head in eating, and when he raised his head, he found that Huang Xiang beside him was gone. She turned her head and saw that Huang Xiang was walking towards the dead Xiao Mo, she pursed her lips again, took a bite of the roast chicken in her hand, and ate it by herself.

"Young Boy ......"

"My surname is death!" Xiao Mo opened his eyes and looked at her and interrupted: "The death of the undead." ”

As if he was afraid that she would misunderstand, Xiao Mo gave a rare explanation.

"It turns out that the surname of the son is dead, and I thought that the surname of the son is Yang. Huang Xiang smiled and said: "Coincidentally, I once had an elder who heard from my father and mother that he also had the same surname as you." ”

Hearing her words, Xiao Mo's eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but have a hint of strangeness in his eyes when he looked at Huang Xiang. He knew in his heart that there was no third person in the world except for himself and his father's surname.

While he was thinking about this, Huang Xiang continued: "Dead son, you must be hungry too, I still have a roast chicken here, which is prepared for you." ”

Dead Xiao Mo's gaze took away from her face and landed on the roast chicken in her hand.

After a long time, he said, "Thank you!"

Huang Xiang smiled slightly, she approached Dead Xiao Mo and sat down, handed a roast chicken in her hand to Dead Xiao Mo, and Dead Xiao Mo stretched out his hand to take it.

"Is there anything unhappy about the deceased son?" Huang Xiang said tentatively.

"No!" After Xiao Mo replied to her, he reached out and took out a sachet from his waist, and a lotus flower was embroidered on the sachet.

He untied the sachet and pulled out a fine porcelain vase from inside.

"What is this?" asked Huang Xiang curiously.

Dead Xiao Mo did not answer, but pulled out the cork, then turned the porcelain bottle upside down, and sprinkled a fine layer of powder on top of the roast chicken.

When Huang Xiang saw his actions, his originally puzzled eyes couldn't help but light up. I only heard her open her mouth and praise:

"It turns out that the deceased son is still a person who knows how to enjoy. Then she asked, "But I don't know what is in this bottle?"

"Fennel. ”

"It turned out to be this thing!" Huang Xiang suddenly said, "Fennel, you can dissipate cold and regulate qi, this is indeed a good thing." ”

"It's just that I think Childe seems to have something on his mind, and fennel can't solve your troubles. Cao Gong has a poem that says: We should be generous, and we will never forget our worries; how can we relieve our worries, only Du Kang! I have a jar of Du Kang wine here, why don't you have a few glasses with me?"

When Xiao Mo heard her words, he couldn't help but move his gaze to her face. I saw that under the moonlight, the look in Huang Xiang's eyes under his beautiful face looked extremely sincere. After looking at it for a long time, Xiao Mo retracted his gaze and said:

"No!"

"Alas!" Huang Xiang sighed lightly after hearing his answer and stood up. He shook his head and walked towards Ming Daohong.

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