Chapter 1158 Shunshui

"Hehe, be careful. ”

"He Shuang is good, he is the first to speak, and he is not small. ”

Feng Rushan nodded secretly.

He Shuang's little insight, Feng Rushan naturally doesn't care too much, what he cares about is He Shuang's intentions, attitude, or talent.

"Oh, Feng Rushan and I will go into the mountains for a walk, you two, whatever, or go home, or wait in that town yesterday for ten days and a half months and then go back, okay, well, leave our luggage, and bring back the three wildebeests." ”

Murong Xuefei would not take He Shuang's Xiaojian seriously, and she would never hire any porters.

"Ahh

"What a pitiful master!"

Nan Xiaozhu looked at the huge salute suspiciously, lowered his head and said softly.

These luggage were packed by her own hands, all the qiē needed for the hike, and she knew the weight of it best. Although Feng Rushan was promoted to a purple armor warrior, Nan Xiaozhu was very suspicious that even on the flat road, he would not be able to carry his back.

"Madam, let Xiaozhu go back by herself, I will follow and serve the lord and wife, I know the wild vegetables in the mountains, and I can cook, I am all ready, I promise not to delay the lord and wife. ”

He Shuang hesitated slightly, and looked at Murong Xuefei with a determined expression.

The effect of the Rejuvenation Pill on her injuries is average, naturally, and it is not an improper thing that He Shuang is worried about, but He Shuang is young after all, and after almost a month of conditioning, she has fully recovered.

Of course, she didn't sue Murong Xuefei before.

"Oh, that's it. Xiaozhu, you come back to the spring rain Xiaozhu, my uncle and I will go back casually, and it is enough to have He Shuang follow. ”

"Character determines fate, everyone has their own choice, and since they have chosen, there is nothing to regret. ”

Feng Rushan saw that Nan Xiaozhu pinched Nuo Nuo and wanted to say something, waved his hand at her gently, and said lightly, but his tone was not much room for negotiation.

Nan Xiaozhu is well-behaved, obedient, and keeps to herself, Feng Rushan has no prejudice against her, and even likes it a little, however, if she likes it, she likes it, but Feng Rushan doesn't need people like Nan Xiaozhu very much, and she is too deeply involved in some of her own things, at least for now, He Shuang is more suitable than Nan Xiaozhu.

Moreover, even in the future, he didn't like He Shuang and Nan Xiaozhu, they were completely intimate, there was no special reason, he just didn't like it.

"Well, Xiaozhu, these earrings are not bad, I gave them to you. ”

Murong Xuefei sighed silently in her heart.

"Thank you, Mrs., take care,......。 ”

The earrings are exquisitely shaped, and under the ring made of purple gold, there is a crystal clear sapphire hanging, which is a rare boutique at a glance, and it is definitely not a cheap stall, but for no reason, Nan Xiaozhu is a little lost in his heart.

......

"He Shuang, Mo Kun's matter, you can tell me about it!"

Waiting for Nan Xiaozhu to reluctantly lead the three wildebeest away, Murong Xuefei looked at He Shuang with an indifferent expression, but between her eyebrows, there was a little calm.

Feng Rushan's plan had been told to her a few words in advance, but Murong Xuefei did not resolutely oppose it, but she did not particularly approve of it, but she was still willing to give He Shuang a chance, a chance to choose her own life path.

"Yes, madam, Mo Kun really didn't tell me that it was Gu Bing in the box, but I guessed in my heart that it should be Gu Bing, and later, I knew that it was Gu Bing, we just met for a short time, and I didn't know him,......。 ”

According to He Shuang's feelings, maybe Mo Kun thinks that there is no need to worry about himself, maybe Mo Kun intentionally or unintentionally wants her to get used to it slowly, in short, Mo Kun did not deliberately hide it from He Shuang, of course, after all, the two have not been in contact for a long time, He Shuang, it is true that he did not specifically participate in Mo Kun's sale of ancient ice.

“...... , the slave and maid have committed a serious crime, and they should not hide it from their wives and masters, please punish their wives and masters!"

He fell to his knees, finished slowly, and kowtowed heavily, but he wisely did not defend himself.

Since it was Murong Xuefei who asked, He Shuang focused on what he was talking about was related to Gu Bing, as for the scenery in Luoyan Tower, this, when Feng Rushan wanted to know, let's talk about it.

"Hehe, write down this punishment first, and wait for you to do something wrong next time, the two sins are one, let's go." He Shuang, do you remember the general direction of your home? ”

Feng Rushan stood up and nodded to Murong Xuefei, a meaningful smile rising on the corner of his mouth.

With Murong Xuefei's clear roar, in the distance, a dark cloud came and rolled, and the dark cloud came to the three of them in a blink of an eye, it was Xiao Hei who was in the limelight in the sky.

He didn't care about Mo Kun's attitude towards He Shuang at that time, and he wouldn't deal with a dead man, but He Shuang was able to confess without concealment, instead of blaming Mo Kun with all the qiē, or chattering endlessly to find excuses, crying bitterly and telling his last resort, Feng Rushan was still very satisfied.

"The old lady is really not an ordinary person!

Standing on Xiao Hei's back and flying for a long time, He Shuang's pale face slowly regained its blood, but she still felt a little dizzy, but she still noticed that their luggage, at some point, disappeared inexplicably.

It was her first time flying high in the air.

......

"He Shuang, Feng Rushan and I are waiting for you on the mountain over there, you can come over tomorrow morning, one night, is it enough?"

With Xiao Hei's divine horse, Feng Rushan and the three of them easily rushed to the small mountain village where He Shuang grew up when it was almost dark, and found He Shuang's mother's new grave in a tombstone, and it didn't take much effort, and when Feng Rushan released the dying Mo Kun, Murong Xuefei could clearly feel the grief and agitation in He Shuang's heart, but she didn't have time to listen to her words of gratitude.

Feng Rushan took Mo Kun to He Shuang's mother's grave, and He Shuang avenged his mother with his own hands, in fact, Murong Xuefei preferred to call it angry, she was very much in favor, not for He Shuang, but for the ordinary old lady underground.

No matter how much responsibility He Shuang bears in the whole thing, in the old lady's heart, he must think that his daughter was originally an angel, and it was Mo Kun's fault, and he died with hatred for the old lady, and Mo Kun is indeed to blame, and this is enough for Murong Xuefei.

"Madam, master, that's enough! He Shuang swears, this life and this life,......。 ”

The tombstone is not high, it is just a simple carving of two lines of words, the grass around the grave is green, inconspicuous in the whole grave mountain, kneeling in front of his mother's grave, He Shuang raised his head, looking at the backs of Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei gradually moving away, her eyes were wooden and sad, gradually, her eyes turned into metallic white, and the whole person suddenly had more contemplation and perseverance.

......

"Feng Rushan, you said that we treat a little girl like this, is it really right?"

In fact, Murong Xuefei didn't care whether they were doing this right or not, she just felt that in dealing with He Shuang's affairs, Feng Rushan's actions were faintly different from those on the Huaxia Continent, and she was a little uneasy about this.

In the Huaxia Continent, Feng Rushan doesn't particularly like to make friends, and he can't talk about being honest, but he is not a scheming person, at most he is a little clever and quick-witted, and rarely deliberately uses scheming on people who are not opponents, whether it is the former Fengjiabao disciples, or the later disciples of Fengming Sect, he is even more light and natural, and now he treats He Shuang and Wu Bin, obviously different, if something goes wrong, he is a demon, Murong Xuefei, worried that Feng Rushan will go crazy.

Of course, taking advantage of a little girl's hatred for the enemy who killed her mother to take it for her own use, Murong Xuefei was also a little awkward in her heart.

There is no difference between true feelings, and a person, whether he is great or small, noble or lowly, certain feelings should not be blasphemed.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi, I also understand that this is not the royal road, but, Uncle Shi, Gangxing Shenzhou is not our home, there is no free lunch in the world, we finally helped her fulfill a wish. Even if He Shuang regrets it one day in the future, it is better than her dying in prison now, and when she goes back, Uncle Shi will find her a cultivation technique, and spend some effort to train her into a red-armored warrior or even a purple-armored warrior, and we are worthy of her,......。 ”

The faint starlight, sprinkled on the stream below the mountain, reflected a little silver light, like a cold night mist gradually floating, the expressionless Feng Rushan, a little sadness and helplessness floated in his eyes.

Since the little monk of New Leaf City, he hated that his fate was in the hands of others, and he didn't have much desire to control the fate of others, of course, he didn't have the ability and opportunity, and now, whether it was forced by the situation or his own active choice, he finally came to the step of controlling the fate of others, but unfortunately, this taste is not as wonderful as imagined.

Of course, it's still a little better than the taste of your own fate in the hands of others.

"Well, Feng Rushan, you're right, this is not our home, when we go home, we will become the same as we were, and we will get better. ”

There were a few calls of unknown beasts in the dark night, the night was like water, the sky was full of stars, the early spring night in the mountains, it was quiet and abnormal, there was a slight coolness, Murong Xuefei quietly snuggled in Feng Rushan's arms, listening to the frogs in the stream, for a long time, unconsciously, quietly snoring.

"Hehe, Huaxia Continent, can we still return to Huaxia Continent? Uncle Shi, even if we return to Huaxia Continent, will we return to the original state?"

This kind of thing, Feng Rushan had no experience before, and he had not seen relevant research in the classics, but intuitively, he knew that an experience would leave a deep or shallow mark on his life, and it would have a bright or dark, big or small impact on him, and returning to the original state, I am afraid that he was not as optimistic as Murong Xuefei estimated, but he would still do what should be done, and he had to do it.

Moreover, we must do our best to do a good job.