The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

In the pitch-black and bumpy carriage, Song Jiao and Xie Chen sat back to back. Both hands and feet were tied up and put into sacks. Only one head was exposed, with eyes covered and mouth gagged.

The little yellow dog was lying on one side with its four feet tied together.

Song Jiao secretly communicated with the system: "Tongtong, are you okay? Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, nothing."

"Then can you come over and help me bite off the rope on my hand?"

"No."

Song Jiao was startled: "Are you injured?"

"No." The little yellow dog kicked the bound four legs vigorously, "I can't stand up."

"Woooo..."

The system hurriedly said: "Hey, Maomao, don't cry, don't cry, I'll show you a cartoon, is "The Lion King" okay?"

Song Jiao shook his head: "It's so dangerous now, how can I watch cartoons?"

"It doesn't matter. Liangzhou City is just that big. When your friends find out that you and Xie Chen are gone, they will definitely go back and tell the adults. And when you came out, didn't Grandpa Xie Chen send several bandits to follow you..."

Song Jiao choked, and was about to cry again: "Woo... will something happen to Uncle Kaifan?"

He was talking about the bandit named Fan Kai, who was always sent by Mr. Xie to follow Song Jiao.

If he had been there at that time, he would definitely not have given the envoys of the Qing Kingdom the opportunity to do something.

Something must have happened to him.

The system moved over and hugged him through the sack: "Okay, okay, it's okay, they should come to save people soon."

"Ah."

Song Jiao's hands were cut behind his back and tied up with thick hemp rope. He reached out to touch Xie Chen behind him, separated by two layers of sacks.

Xie Chen twisted it, don't touch it randomly.

Song Jiao held his hand, because he was gagged, and he couldn't talk to Xie Chen like he talked to the system, so he could only talk like this: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo where where?""

Xie Chen: "Wow."

--Are you OK?

--fine.

Talking like this is really a test of tacit understanding, so there are often dialogues that don't match the code.

Song Jiao said, "I'm sorry."

Xie Chen said, "You're a little fool."

Song Jiao said again: "You should go back and call someone."

Xie Chen: "You are a little fool."

"It's all because of me that I'm hurting you."

"Little fool."

The little idiot Song Jiao held his hand tightly, and Xie Chen stopped talking about him.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped.

The two stopped talking, held their breath, and focused on the movement outside.

But they should be shut up in a double-decker carriage, and they can't even hear what people outside are saying.

Song Jiao's emergency call system: "Tongtong, can you take a look at what's going on outside?"

The little yellow dog thumped hard: "I even said I couldn't stand up."

"But you don't have to stay in the little yellow dog's body all the time, you can float out, can't you?"

"...Oh, almost forgot."

The little yellow dog kicked his foot, and the system floated out of the little dog's body, becoming disembodied, and floated out from the gap in the carriage.

"Mamao, the carriage is going out of the city, but Mr. Xie's family has sent people to guard the gate of the city, and they dare not go there now. Hurry up, make a little noise to attract their attention. Hurry up, or the carriage will turn around."

"it is good."

Song Jiao tried to spit out the handkerchief in his mouth, but it was too tight for him to get out.

The system also returned to the little yellow dog's body, slid towards the side of the carriage, and hit the carriage wall without making a loud sound. He raised his head and hit the carriage wall with his head again.

Song Jiao also gave up spitting out the handkerchief, stood up staggeringly, couldn't stand firmly for a while, and hit the wall of the carriage with a bang.

A loud noise startled Song Jiao himself.

The system asked: "Maomao, you didn't crash yourself, did you?"

"No...it's okay." Song Jiao leaned against the wall, "I don't feel pain."

Xie Chen was also frightened by him: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?!"

what are you doing? !

Song Jiao also responded to him with "woo woo woo": "Hurry up and bump."

Xie Chen didn't understand what he was saying, but when he heard him hit it twice, he also stood up, groped to find it, and hit the wall with his back just like him.

Two people and a puppy banged on the wall of the carriage, but there was no movement outside.

Song Jiao sent the system out to have a look again, but before the system could go out, the carriage shook and started moving again.

Song Jiao was a little anxious: "Tongtong, go out and find another puppy to possess, and lead Grandpa Xie's people here."

The system said: "Maomao, no, you will go to sleep when I leave." He comforted Song Jiao: "Don't be afraid, Maomao, the martial law in Liangzhou City means that Grandpa Xie must have known about it. Liangzhou City is not long, so we should be able to find it soon."

But Song Jiao stopped talking.

The system hurriedly said, "Are you okay? Did it hurt?"

"...No, let's find a way."

"Well, it's okay, you're definitely not going to die."

Song Jiao pursed her lips: "That's not necessarily true."

The system said: "What nonsense? You are the protagonist."

"I came here only when I died."

The system choked up: "Don't think so, I thought you didn't even remember what happened before."

Song Jiao lowered her head, and suddenly said: "Tongtong, I'm really sorry, I've been eating your food, and I haven't earned you points."

"What do you earn now? You can only earn it when you grow up."

"But I'm about to die. If I die, can I exchange myself into points to help you pay off the debt? I'm a little life. The teacher said that life is the most precious thing in this world. I I didn’t eat a lot of Want Want gift bags in total, so it should be enough to pay off the debt, right?”

The system was dumbfounded by his childish thoughts: "It's okay, don't worry, this world is dead, we will go to the next world."

"really?"

"real."

Song Jiao whispered: "But I am very reluctant to part with my grandpa. I already have several grandpas here, and I am also very reluctant to part with my friends."

"Then we'll go back and start over from the day you arrived here."

The system is busy coaxing the children.Not long after, the carriage stopped again.

Song Jiao and Xie Chen were put into sacks, and together with the little yellow dog, they were taken off the carriage.

The two children were blindfolded, but the little yellow dog was not.

"Maomao, this is an alley, it's a bit dark, we don't seem to have been here before, it doesn't look like the residence of the envoys of the Qing Kingdom."

Even the little yellow dog didn't observe for too long, and he was quickly caught in it.

"Maomao, you're entering the door, turn left first, go through the corridor, and you're here."

"They opened the cellar, have you got enough clothes?"

As soon as the system finished speaking, Song Jiao and Xie Chen were taken into the cellar.

Almost every household in Northwest China has a cellar, which is used to store food in winter.

The two children were thrown onto the cabbage pile, and there was a sound of a stone slab being closed, and the cellar was closed again.

The two children struggled in the sack, but after struggling for a long time, they couldn't even expose their heads.

The system floated out to investigate the situation again, but it didn't dare to stay too far away, so it could only spy at the cellar door.

"Maomao, Mu Shi and that official from the Qing Dynasty are both there, that middle-aged man who is a bit fat, and they are talking."

Outside the cellar, Mu Shi said, "Lord Liang, the grandson of the historian of the Song Dynasty has been brought here. The grandson of the old bandit ran out on the way to disrupt the situation, so we brought him here together."

Lord Liang patted him on the shoulder to show his appreciation: "Little General Mu has done a good job. After returning to Beijing, I will mention it to His Majesty."

Mu Shi's face was pale, he squeezed his fists, and asked: "My lord, they are still just children, and Mao Mao often plays with me. Your Majesty's will is that if the historian of the Song Dynasty is willing to return to the Qing Kingdom, then he will forget the past; if he If you refuse to go back, then you will be punished as a crime of treason. Let's not do anything first, and use Mao Mao to lure the Song historian. For Mao Mao's sake, the Song historian will definitely go back with us. How about this?"

Mr. Liang paused, stroked his beard, and showed a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "Okay, little general Mu is a man of love and righteousness, so I will listen to the little general. If I can invite the historian of Song Dynasty back, it is natural the best."

Mu Shi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I'll send someone to deliver a letter to Song Shiguan, asking him to come alone."

"it is good."

Fortunately, the conversation between them took place right in front of the cellar, and the system heard it clearly, and relayed every word to Song Jiao.

Song Jiao was so anxious that he trampled all the Chinese cabbage under his feet: "Grandpa must not come, he will be killed by Mr. Liang when he comes, and Mu Shi is too stupid, I am smarter than him."

"Okay, okay, you're smarter than Mu Shi, and grandpa is smarter than you, so he definitely won't come here alone."

"Then what if grandpa comes over by himself?" Song Jiao was so anxious that he was about to cry, "It's very troublesome for me to take care of myself. If I can't take care of grandpa well, grandpa will definitely be injured."

"Grandpa took care of you, right?"

While the two were talking, the cellar door was suddenly opened again, and the system quickly returned to the little yellow dog's body, baring its teeth, ready to fight at any time.

Mu Shi carried the food and stepped on the steps into the cellar.

The little yellow dog stared at him closely, watching him put things on the side table, and then walked towards Song Jiao.

Song Jiao was still packed in a sack, and he struggled for a long time but couldn't get out.Mu Shi held him down, helped him untie the rope tied to the sack, let him out, and lifted the black cloth covering his eyes.

Song Jiao stared at him fiercely with red eyes.

Mu Shi suddenly met his gaze, was slightly startled, then picked him up, made him turn around, and untied the rope on his hand.

As he explained, he said: "Mamao, brother didn't do it on purpose. It's just that His Majesty gave a death order. If you and your grandfather don't go back, you and your grandfather will be executed. Brother has no choice."

Song Jiao's wrist was rubbed with two red marks, he withdrew his hand, rubbed his wrist, and then went to help Xie Chen untie the sack.

It was him who made Xie Chen tired, and Xie Chen still wanted to save him.

His eyes were red, seeing that half of Xie Chen's face was red, and his own eye sockets also became redder.

No wonder he didn't move much just now, he was also injured.

Song Jiao cried, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Xie Chen let out a "tsk", and was about to speak, when the wound on his face felt another burst of pain: "It's not you who did it, and I have practiced golden bell shields."

Song Jiao helped him untie all the ropes, touched his sleeves, found out his small purse, and gave him a piece of candy.

"This is for you to eat, I just bought it."

Xie Chen ate the candy in one gulp.

At the other end, Mu Shi, who was left alone, only recovered, and turned around to pick up the food on the table: "Maomao, you and Young Master Xie, let's eat something first."

Song Jiao turned her head and didn't even look at him: "No, we have something to eat ourselves."

Mu Shi stood there in embarrassment, and tried to explain: "Mamao, you are still young and don't understand the affairs of the court. Brother Mu is really doing it for your own good."

Song Jiao ignored him and gave Xie Chen all the candy in the purse.

"Eat something sweet and it won't hurt."

Xie Chen frowned: "I won't eat it, it's too sweet."

"Okay, then I'll eat some." Song Jiao took out a small piece of candy, "Actually, I'm not very hungry."

As soon as the words fell, his stomach made a loud rumbling sound.

Song Jiao was a little embarrassed: "It only calls like this occasionally."

Song Jiao's stomach protested vigorously.

Xie Chen was very speechless: "You eat all of it."

"Okay." Song Jiao gave the little candy to the little yellow dog, let the system eat it, and then he started to eat candy. When eating, he would ask Xie Chen if he wanted to eat it from time to time.

Mu Shi stood in place with his things in his hand, watching them being affectionate, he was very embarrassed, and finally went back with his things in his hands.

It was clear that these two children were the ones who were kidnapped. Why are they still in the cellar as if they were in their own home?

After Song Jiao finished eating the candy, he quietly licked his fingers. When Xie Chen found out, he quickly withdrew his hand and pretended that he hadn't done anything.

Xie Chen said: "If you are hungry, you can go and eat their food."

Song Jiao shook his head: "No."

"why?"

"This is called 'not eating Zhou Su', my grandfather told me about it."

Xie Chen was confused: "'Don't eat pig millet'? What is this? No one asked you to eat pig food."

"It's 'not eating Zhou's millet', that is..." Song Jiao rubbed his head, "If a person is a businessman, he can't eat from Zhou's people."

Xie Chen was even more confused: "I know what a 'businessman' is, but what is a 'Zhouren'?"

"'Zhouren' is just...just..."

Xie Shen understood: "Oh, Maomao, you are talking nonsense again."

"No, that's what my grandpa said. Anyway, I can't eat their food. And last time, the wine they gave my grandpa—" Song Jiao lowered his voice, as if telling him a little secret, "It's poisonous. of."

Xie Chen turned pale with shock: "Huh?"

In fact, the voices of the two of them were not low, and Mu Shi who was on the side could completely hear them.

His face was livid, and he clenched his fists, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Jiao continued to share with Xie Chen the little secret of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty: "My grandfather caught a mouse, let the mouse drink alcohol, and then the mouse died. My grandfather also poured poisonous wine on the mouse, and the mouse was left with only bones .”

"Later, my grandpa took me to escape through the back door, but the emperor actually sent someone to set fire to our house!" Song Jiao gritted his deciduous teeth, "Isn't it too much? If grandpa hadn't escaped with me in his arms, grandpa and I would have been killed burned."

It is indeed excessive.

Mu Shi patted the table hard, then stood up abruptly.

Song Jiao looked back at him, and opened his arms to block Xie Chen, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Mu Shi just pushed the food on the table towards him and left.

Song Jiao withdrew his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and put his arms around Xie Chen: "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

"..."

Xie Chen was held into his arms by his short arms, and the injured half of his face accidentally hit Song Jiao's chin, causing tears to well up in his eyes.

Song Jiao hurriedly shouted at him: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Xie Chen was helpless: "Your saliva is all over it."

"Sorry."

Song Jiao talked to the system again: "Tongtong, can you give me a tube of ointment? I can exchange it with my life."

The system was also very helpless: "I'll just give it to you, don't say such weird words, I believe you can definitely earn back the points in the future."

Song Jiao smiled and stretched his hand behind him, and the system also slipped behind him and squeezed some ointment for him.

Song Jiao pressed Xie Chen's face: "Don't move around, I'll give you a hug, and you'll get better soon."

Xie Shen didn't care about it, he just felt his face was cold, thinking that Song Jiao was bragging about him, he could understand it.

Song Jiao helped him apply the medicine, and suddenly noticed something: "Xie Chen, your eyebrows are broken."

Xie Shen:!

Song Jiao looked at him closely: "Really, your eyebrows seem to have been wiped off and cut off in the middle."

Xie Shen:! !

He was a little nervous: "I should have scratched it when I fell on the ground. I don't look too ugly, do I?"

"It's very beautiful, but it's a little strange. When we go out, I'll fill it up with ink. It will definitely grow out in the future."

Yingwu's appearance was destroyed, Xie Chen raised his hand, and touched his eyebrow carefully, Song Jiao held his hand, and put his hand on the other eyebrow.

"It's on the left."

Xie Chen frowned, and touched it bit by bit, and sure enough, he touched a bald spot.

He was furious: "It's all because of that Mu...that Mu, when I grow up, I will definitely challenge him to a single."

Song Jiao saw that the back of his hand was also slightly scratched, so she touched the back of his hand with a hand stained with ointment and applied the medicine to him.

Song Jiao shook his body and asked softly, "Why did you come to save me?"

"Because..." Xie Chen turned his head and looked away, with a nonchalant expression, "Because my grandfather is teaching me martial arts recently, I want to try the tricks my grandfather taught me, and I just happened to see you being arrested , I’ll go over there and try it out.”

Song Jiao choked, so it was just a test, he thought... Xie Chen regarded him as a friend.

Anyway, Xie Chen hates it the most!

He puffed up his cheeks and said deliberately: "It seems that you are not good at learning martial arts at all."

He also deliberately emphasized the word "a little".

Xie Chen was really offended by this sentence, and retorted loudly: "I am only six years old this year, and he is in his twenties. When I am in my twenties... When I am in my teens, I can put the He fell down."

"I don't believe it." Song Jiao made a face at him, "Slightly slightly."

"Just wait and see, I'll save you and you still treat me like this."

"You just said that you didn't come to save me, you came to show off your martial arts."

"I……"

Xie Chen "I" couldn't come out, so the two of them stopped talking.

After a long silence, Song Jiao said: "I think we should make an agreement. From now on, we can't quarrel, and we need to conserve our energy."

"Ah."

Song Jiao pushed him: "Why don't you talk?"

Xie Chen said: "I'm conserving my strength."

"The hook, whoever breaks the agreement is a puppy."

Song Jiao stretched out her little finger, interlocked with Xie Chen's, and pressed their thumbs together.

Perhaps it was because the cellar was terribly quiet and too much fear had grown up. The two held each other's hand and never let go.

The two of them were holding hands, sitting on a high mountain of cabbage, chatting casually.

Xie Chen said: "My grandpa should be here soon, he is very precious to me, and he will send someone to look for me when I'm not around for a while."

Song Jiao said: "My grandpa will come over soon, and those people will send someone to deliver a letter to my grandpa."

"My grandpa is the fastest."

"My grandfather is fast!"

As soon as the two of them exchanged a word, they remembered the agreement just now, and hurriedly shut up.

"I didn't quarrel with you." Song Jiao said, "I just spoke a little louder."

"Me too."

After an unknown amount of time, the candle left by Mu Shi was almost burned out, and the faint light stretched the shadows of the two people out of shape.

Song Jiao and Xie Chen held each other's hands, Song Jiao wanted to say something to relieve boredom: "Actually, I don't really want my grandpa to come over."

"why?"

"If he comes here, he will be killed by the people of the Qing Kingdom. This is called the crime of 'carrying jade'."

Xie Chen couldn't understand the four-character idiom again: "Ah? What?"

Song Jiao explained: "That is, a person is innocent, but he has a piece of beautiful jade..."

Xie Chen retorted: "Your grandfather doesn't have beautiful jade, your grandfather is jinglingly poor, and you are also very poor."

"This beautiful jade is not that beautiful jade, it's..." Song Jiao said, "My grandfather is very powerful. As soon as he came over, his godfather won the battle. Qingguo is afraid that he will do things for others, as if he wants to kill him."

Now Xie Shen understood.

"Don't worry, my grandpa will definitely protect him."

But Song Jiao was still a little worried, propped his head up and said, "But my grandfather will definitely come to look for me, what if the Qing people set a trap for him? Qing people are good or bad."

"You obviously grew up in Qing Kingdom, why do you say that?"

"Hmm..." Song Jiao thought for a while, and changed to more rigorous words, "Some Qing people are just bad, such as the person who poisoned my grandfather and me, and the person who arrested us, and..."

Before he could finish speaking, the cellar door was opened again.

It wasn't Mu Shi who came in this time, but another envoy sent by the Qing Kingdom to seek peace, Mr. Liang.

Mr. Liang looked simple and honest. After hearing the conversation relayed by the system, Song Jiao understood that this person was more terrifying and more difficult to deal with than Mu Shi.

Song Jiao cheered up and stood in front of Xie Chen without any fear—a little fear, but looked at him without showing it at all.

Seeing his appearance, Mr. Liang smiled, and walked up to him: "Young Master Song, the historian of Song hasn't arrived yet, so I came here specially to see you."

Xie Chen grabbed Song Jiao: "What's there to see? When my grandpa comes, you are all dead."

Mr. Liang smiled, as if perfunctory: "Yes, yes, we will be dead when Mr. Xie comes. But before we are 'dead', I am afraid that the two young masters will not survive."

He glanced at the two children: "I won't lie to the two young masters. Young master Song, His Majesty ordered that he must be executed; Young master Xie is the eldest grandson of the number one rebel and bandit leader, Mr. Xie. I deserve death too, and I killed Young Master Xie, which is also a great achievement, and the imperial court will reward me."

"Little General Mu led the historian of Song to another place. I will stay here and see the two young masters off."

He made a gesture of wiping his neck, and combined with his face full of flesh, it scared the two children quite a bit.

"You two young masters, if you want to blame, you can only blame your two grandpas for doing something wrong and hurting you."

Song Jiao's hands were shaking, Xie Chen held him down: "You fart, my grandpa did nothing wrong, everything my grandpa did was right!"

Song Jiao settled down: "My grandfather is too!"

"Okay, okay." Still with that perfunctory expression, Master Liang said humanely, "Then please stay here for a while longer, the young gentlemen, and stay here with peace of mind. You will be on your way soon, and you won't feel uncomfortable."

The two only thought that what he said meant that he would send someone to kill the two of them after a while. After all, they were only five or six-year-old children. When they heard this, their faces turned pale.

Lord Liang clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha", "I dare not do it myself."

He turned and left, and the attendants behind him moved forward with the ladder, stepped on the high place, and sealed the stone window on the top.When I went out, I locked the cellar door again.

Song Jiao didn't know what this meant, but Xie Chen suddenly realized: "Maomao, hold your breath."

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"If there's cabbage in the cellar, the whole cellar smells like that and you'll be breathless. I tried to sneak into the cellar to get something to eat once when I was a kid and I passed out. They just blocked the vent Stop it, they want us to suffocate here."

After Xie Chen explained to him, he immediately pinched his nose and pinched his own.

"Let your little yellow dog hold its breath too."

Song Jiao hurriedly said, "System, hold your breath!"

The system jumped off the cabbage pile, rushed forward, and extinguished the burning candle.

The cellar was suddenly plunged into darkness, not even moonlight.

The system said: "Mamao, you and Xie Chen hold on, I'll check if there are any oxygen cylinders in the mall."

"I see." Song Jiao blushed from holding back.

But this is not the solution after all, Song Jiao tugged on Xie Chen's sleeve: "Xie Chen, let's go to the door and have a look."

"it is good."

The two children kicked their legs, supported each other, climbed down from the cabbage hill, groped in the dark, and walked towards the cellar door.

Walking up the steps, they stopped in front of the door made of slate, and the two looked up.

Song Jiao raised his hand and tried to push the stone slab, but failed.

Xie Chen said: "You definitely can't push it. Neither of us can push it. This door is locked with the iron ring outside."

He stretched out his hand, groped for the stone door, and touched the edge of the stone door.

Fortunately, the stone slabs were not perfectly fitted, and there was still a little gap. When you stretched your hand over it, you could vaguely feel the cold wind blowing in.

"Mamao, do you think you can catch your breath? Do you want to come over and blow some wind?"

"Yes." Song Jiao said, "System, you should come here too."

Two children and a puppy sat side by side on the steps, raising their heads to blow the wind.

Just at this time, the wind blew away the dark clouds, and the moon shed bright moonlight on the earth, and it also gave them a gap without hesitation.

Song Jiao and Xie Chen turned their heads to look at each other, the gap of moonlight happened to fall on their faces, on Xie Chen's eyes, on Song Jiao's cheeks.

Xie Chen reached out to catch the moonlight on Song Jiao's face: "Like a beard, you look like a little cat."

"You still look like..." Song Jiao "liked" for a while, unable to figure out what Xie Chen looked like, and finally said, "Let's dig this gap a little bigger."

"Okay, do you have any tools?"

Song Jiao shook his head: "No."

"I have." Xie Chen lifted up his trousers and took out the dagger tied to his leg.

Song Jiao recognized it at a glance: "It's the dagger you lied to me that you were going to die and then used to commit suicide."

"Hmm..." Xie Chen quickly changed the subject, "Don't worry about so much, hurry up and dig."

"You have a weapon, why don't you use it?"

"I..." Before I could take it out, I was held down. Of course, Xie Chen couldn't admit it.

He thought for a while, and said: "Because of the disparity in strength between me and the enemy, if I can't use the dagger well, it will be even worse if the dagger is snatched away by the opponent. We must save it for the most critical time."

"Well, you're right." Song Jiao nodded and stood up, "I'm going to get a tool too."

Song Jiao ran down the steps with the little yellow dog, looking for tools in the dark.

Xie Chen said: "Hey, don't run around, if you faint inside, I won't be able to find you."

"Soon, I'll go back right away." Under the command of the little yellow dog who can see at night, Song Jiao successfully found the candlestick left by Mu Shi, and got rid of the unburned candles on it. tools too.

He ran back with the candlestick, didn't pay attention for a moment, and tripped while going up the steps.

"oops!"

Xie Chen turned his head, but couldn't see anything: "Mamao? What's wrong with you?"

Song Jiao got up from the ground, rubbed his nose, and said in a strong nasal voice, "It's okay, I fell down."

He returned to the steps and sat with Xie Chen, the moonlight shining on his face.

Xie Chen raised his hand and wiped under his nose: "Maomao, you have a nosebleed."

"Woo..." Song Jiao quickly restrained herself, now is a special moment, so she can't be so delicate.

"It's been bleeding, did you break your nose?"

"Woooo..." Song Jiao couldn't bear it anymore.

Xie Chen crumpled his sleeves and stuffed them into his nostrils to stop his bleeding.

Song Jiao pushed his hand away: "It's too big, I can't fit it in."

"Oh." Xie Chen thought for a while, then used a dagger to draw a line on the sleeve of his jacket, rolled it into a ball, and tried to stuff it into his nostril again.

Song Jiao raised her head and asked him to help her deal with the wound.

After treating the wound, the two of them took the dagger and candlestick and started to make the gap.

Xie Chen said: "Such a small amount of air will be insufficient sooner or later, we have to hurry up."

Song Jiao agreed: "Well, you are right."

The two children, who were not easy to deal with from the beginning, showed unprecedented unity in a critical moment.

Xie Chen took the dagger and chiseled the stone door vigorously, dust fell from the stone door.

Song Jiao couldn't dodge in time: "Oh, it's all in my eyes!"

"You little idiot, don't you know how to bow your head?" Xie Chen was really speechless. Don't you usually look very smart?Some things happen to be slow, silly.

He looked at Song Jiao rubbing his eyes, and said, "Don't rub your eyes indiscriminately, I'll blow it for you."

"Ah."

After helping Song Jiao blow his eyes, Xie Chen continued to dig the gap.

"Don't move, it will get in your eyes again later."

"Then what am I going to do?"

"You..." Xie Chen paused, "Conserve your strength."

"I don't have any energy left."

"Then why don't you go eat something? Isn't there something left by that surnamed Mu over there?"

Song Jiao shook his head: "I won't eat it. Let's wait for three days. If after three days, your grandpa and my grandpa still don't come to rescue us, then we will eat it."

"Okay." Xie Chen scratched the edge of the stone slab with his dagger, "Low your head."

Dust fell on two people's heads.

Song Jiao patted her hair: "Your dagger works well."

"Of course, it was given to me by my grandfather. It was cut like clay."

"It's 'cutting iron like mud'."

"Hmph." Xie Chen continued to dig a gap, "If you don't work, don't talk."

Song Jiao was silent as expected.

But after Song Jiao stopped talking, Xie Chen was not used to it again.

"Hey." Xie Chen touched him with his elbow, "Sing for me."

"No..." Song Jiao originally wanted to refuse, but looking at the disheveled Xie Chen, after thinking about it, he was caught trying to save himself, and he was still doing things, so he was embarrassed to refuse, "Okay Bar."

"I want to hear the one you sang before..."

"You can't order songs!" Song Jiao paused, "Okay, you can order once."

"I want to listen to that little rabbit."

"Little bunny, open the door..."

By the time Xie Chen almost opened the gap, his dagger was almost useless.

Xie Chen put away the dagger, turned his head and saw Song Jiao hugging the little yellow dog, huddled in the corner, almost falling asleep, humming and singing "Little Rabbit".

Xie Chen leaned over, but woke Song Jiao up.

Xie Chen said: "My grandfather probably won't be able to find this place until midnight, let's rest for a while."

Song Jiao lay back after hearing the words: "Okay."

But the northwest is very cold in winter, not to mention the underground cellar.For the sake of air, the two of them couldn't go in to avoid the wind, so they could only blow the wind here.

The two hugged together with a puppy, Xie Chen took off his wolf fur cape and covered them with Song Jiao's rabbit fur cape.

Even so, the two of them were still shivering with cold.

Xie Chen said: "I can only rest for a while, and must not fall asleep."

Song Jiao didn't understand: "Why?"

"I just can't, I'll die when I fall asleep."

"Okay, I see, then you have to remind me."

"it is good."

Song Jiao was really sleepy, Xie Chen looked into his eyes carefully, as soon as he closed his eyes, he shouted in his ear to wake him up.

But this is not the way after all, Song Jiao thought for a while, and said to the system: "Tongtong, please play the cartoon for me."

"Okay." The little yellow dog pressed its entire belly against Song Jiao's body, trying to keep him warm.

Song Jiao said to Xie Chen again: "Xie Chen, I invite you to watch a movie."

The system said: "Mamao, Xie Chen can't see it."

"I know, I'll tell him."

The system played "The Lion King" for him, and Song Jiao recounted the plot to Xie Chen while watching the movie in his mind.

"There is a little lion called Simba, and Simba's parents are..."

Before the movie played for 10 minutes, Song Jiao was about to fall asleep again, and Xie Chen hurriedly called into his ear: "Mamao? Simba?"

Song Jiao opened his eyes: "Xie Chen, I'm so sad."

The moonlight shone on his eyes, and the fine snow drifted into the cellar through the cracks, whitening his long eyelashes like a layer of frost.

Xie Chen breathed warm air on his face: "Is it better?"

"En." Song Jiao nodded, he paused, and suddenly said, "Brother Shen."

Xie Chen had a psychological shadow of calling him this title: "Why are you calling me like that all of a sudden?"

"Will you hate me?"

"No..." Xie Chen felt embarrassed, "No way."

"But I quarreled with you on the first day I came here."

"I was the one who first said you were a little black coal ball and a little fool."

"Then I will still be your brother."

"This matter... only a little angry, but not particularly angry."

Song Jiao felt relieved: "You don't particularly hate me, and I don't particularly hate you either."

"Really?" Xie Chen doubted this, "You obviously hate me and fight with me every day."

"That's because you've been bullying me and you pulled my tail off."

Xie Chen refused to accept: "Didn't I sew it up for you later?"

"You've got crooked stitches and turned into a crooked butt bunny."

"It's a butt-twisting rabbit."

Song Jiao pouted: "But I don't hate you very much, I like you very much, and I also want to be friends with you, so are we friends now?"

"Well." Xie Chen said, "We are friends, and I didn't mean to bully you, I just couldn't help but want to bully you."

"Ah? Why can't you bear it?"

"I don't know, you are too obedient."

Song Jiao was about to cry again: "You are not allowed to bully me, friends cannot bully each other!"

"understood