I'll show you a minute

words.

And even though the man was handsome and handsome, and his demeanor was extraordinary, the food he asked for was only a few, and it was the cheapest food in the inn: steamed buns, rice porridge.

The children in the house did not know how long they had slept.Shunzi rubbed her belly that hadn't eaten breakfast, she was really hungry.

After the breakfast was delivered, Shunzi had to serve another eldest young master for breakfast, along with his piles of guards.He vaguely remembered yesterday that a guard was beaten to a bloody mess by the young master, and the guard who accompanied him hadn't eaten... Why don't we just drop him off.

The guard is also a member of the young master, so it's a pity that he is hungry.

He is a person who has tasted hunger, so he naturally knows how it feels to be hungry.

That kind of feeling is like dying, but I have not died yet, living in chaos, it is more painful than dying.

If it wasn't for Fuqu...

Shunzi's daze was instantly broken by the angry reprimand from "Chun" room opposite.Shunzi trotted over in a hurry, and when he saw the pool of blood flowing from the crack in the door, he flinched, and suddenly he didn't dare to take a step, and even took a staggering step back.

There was still a "cracking" sound on the other side of the door, and countless porcelains fell to the ground. The fear continued to magnify in Shunzi's heart. The blood spread faster, and something slapped the object by the door vigorously, and Shunzi fainted. Joyue ​​heard a muffled hum, and it was...very familiar.

"Crack" the sound of the planks being slammed down heavily.

"Ah!" Painful thumping sounds suddenly followed the slapping sound, and the owner of the sound finally couldn't help but reveal her identity.

——Food!

Shunzi froze for a moment, staring blankly at the blood flowing under the crack of the door, raised her trembling hand, pursed her lips, and finally pushed the door open with all her might.

"stop!"

Downstairs corner.

A middle-aged man twitched his moustache and muttered dissatisfiedly: "This kid usually looks very smart, but I didn't expect that he has no eyes, which is a good thing for me."

"Calm down, shopkeeper." Seeing that the shopkeeper was angry, the two waiters who served the water before immediately nodded and said, "But what if the young master loses his mood and doesn't give money?"

"Hmph, I gave that kid his wages, I can't let him die like this. Well, it doesn't matter, she's just like her mother, she's been fucked so many times, It’s probably useless, and it’s getting more and more difficult to control recently, so it’s better to die.” The shopkeeper slowly analyzed with his beard curled up, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he said, “Give me the two of you later. Be smart, do what I want you to do, understand?"

The two mistresses who didn't know what was going on were stopped like this, and when they heard this, they knew that their chance had come, and they happily agreed.

You must know that the shopkeeper only has one daughter. If he does not want this daughter, he will have no heir to the inn.The shopkeeper had always been satisfied with that Shunzi before, and now that his chance had finally come, he naturally wouldn't let it slip away in vain.

In addition to brushing up the shopkeeper's favorability, more importantly, he can take this opportunity to give Shunzi a hard pull, and then trample him under his feet, never turning over.

"We lived up to what the shopkeeper entrusted us with."

"Don't be so talkative." The shopkeeper gave them a reproachful look, and said, "Be sure to remember not to be discovered later."

"Yes Yes."

After the shopkeeper told them what they had done, he couldn't help laughing softly when he saw their backs going upstairs with a snigger:

"Two idiots, if they were half as smart as Shunzi, they wouldn't be so depressed."

"It's a pity that Shunzi is still too immature, he should be taught a lesson."

The "Summer" room on the second floor.

After Shunzi left, Mo Qing ate his share of steamed buns, sat on the wooden chair a bit tangled, moved the wooden chair to the side of the bed, there were still 3 steamed buns in the big bowl in his hand, and [-] steamed buns in the other bowl. The rice porridge has not been touched yet, in order to prevent the rice porridge from getting cold when Gu Xu wakes up, Mo Qing also deliberately radiated internal energy to heat the rice porridge.

After all, there is nothing to do in the near future, and the internal energy is not afraid of being wasted, not to mention that heating a bowl of rice porridge does not require any internal energy.

Mo Qing only felt that she had been taking her internal strength more and more lightly recently.That's right, he hasn't encountered any enemies that require a lot of internal energy to defeat, so he doesn't care about them.

Thinking like this, Mo Qing patted the wrinkled little face of Gu Xu, his face was still extremely pale, and he didn't know how many days he hadn't eaten, yesterday Mo Qing didn't have time to fill his stomach with some food, he She fainted, and Mo Qing couldn't help regretting it in retrospect.

Compared with Gu Xu's weaker body, Mo Qing always felt that Gu Xu was not as small as he appeared on the surface.

Then it is because I am hungry, so my height is not as tall as my peers.

Then, always eat something before sleeping, so that you can grow taller.

After thinking for a while, Mo Qing finally stretched out her hand to pat Gu Xu's face. Seeing no effect, she simply pinched Gu Xu's little nose, making him unable to breathe well and forced to wake up.

As soon as Gu Xu woke up, he frowned, raised his eyes to look at the person who disturbed his sleep, and suddenly woke up completely.

"Eat breakfast." Mo Qing pretended not to care about Gu Xu's gaze, and asked him to choose from a bowl of steamed buns and rice porridge in his hand.

After being hungry for so many days, Mo Qing thought about it, if eating meat is not good for digestion, and eating too much is also bad for the stomach, then start with the blandest.

In the sect, Mo Qing had never eaten any luxurious food, and lived on steamed buns and pickles every day, and ate less meat.

For these foods, Mo Qing is quite used to it, if one day he suddenly eats a big meal, he will not be used to it.

There is a good saying, habit is really a terrible thing, it will always subtly change people's way of thinking.

Now, Mo Qing has to let herself get used to Gu Xu, so that she will no longer be alone.

Gu Xu seemed to be still in a dream and hadn't woken up. He was dazed for a long time but didn't take one of the bowls. Mo Qing pursed her lips, put the bowl of steamed buns aside, and took it from the spoon attached to the rice porridge bowl. He got up, put a small spoonful of it to Gu Xu's mouth.

Gu Xu still didn't open his mouth, Mo Qing was helpless, do children have to be like that to eat?

"Ah—" The spoon moved closer to Gu Xu's mouth again.

Gu Xu also opened his mouth subconsciously, slowly poured a spoonful of rice porridge into his mouth, and swallowed it mechanically. He was obviously so hungry that he didn't feel it, but at this moment, he suddenly expressed "gu—" how it feels.

There was a chuckle on the head, and another "Ah—" and the spoon next to his mouth came together again, moistening Gu Xu's lips.

His cheeks were burning, Gu Xu hurriedly drank the spoonful of rice porridge, then stammered: "I, I will do it myself."

The soft and waxy voice suddenly reached Mo Qing, and Mo Qing couldn't help pinching that cheek with one hand, and passed the bowl over.

Gu Xu didn't even look at it. He caught the rice porridge and buried his head in the bowl, pretending that he didn't do anything.

Just when Mo Qing leaned over to wipe the corners of Gu Xu's lips after drinking the rice, there was a sudden roar from outside, the sound of "crackling" was endless, the movements in his hands paused, and then continued.

Gu Xu worriedly asked: "Mo, Mo Qing...is everything okay outside?"

Mo Qing clenched the handkerchief in her hand, frowned and said, "Brother."

Gu Xu flickered his eyes, tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he finally understood the meaning of the words, bit his lower lip, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Brother..."

Mo Qing rubbed Gu Xu's head in satisfaction: "Take it easy."

The author has something to say: soft and white is so cute =3=

If only my brother would stop being so mischievous and be obedient...

Please comment~

The Seventh Sound

The Seventh Sound

The voices outside were getting louder and louder, and Mo Qing couldn't sit idly by, and wanted to go out to see what was going on, but he didn't know that the door was pushed open by something, showing the tragic situation on the opposite side in front of Mo Qing.

Mo Qing sniffed at the tip of her nose, her face turned pale, and she slammed the door shut.

This is……

This is the smell of blood...

In the opposite room, a beautiful-looking young girl fell to the ground, her body was covered with scars, and blood was spreading under her body, making it unbearable to look directly at.

Although he only glanced at it lightly, Mo Qing could quickly tell that this girl was the girl who climbed the window yesterday.

Her desperate gaze kept replaying in her mind, and this feeling made Mo Qing a little frightened. She gritted her teeth and went into the inner room and said "Don't go out" to Gu Xu, then picked up the long sword from the side and went out.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Mo Qing slammed the door shut, trying to block the smell of blood with the door panel, the original casualness was replaced by seriousness, and he jumped over there with a single leap.

After entering the room, there was a strong smell of blood. Mo Qing helped the girl who was lying on the ground and looked at the battle situation on the other side.

Yes, it's the battle situation.

Xiaoer, whom he had a good crush on before, and the guard who silently helped his "companion" away were fighting against a group of guards, while the sharp-faced man on the other side was watching the situation with his legs crossed as if watching a play.

As if sensing Mo Qing's gaze, the sharp-faced man turned his eyes and said with joy: "Why is the beauty here?" It immediately turned into worry, "What are you doing sitting on the ground helping that dead man? Sit with me look."

The breath of the girl in her arms was extremely weak, Mo Qing helped the girl gently put aside, raised her sword and stood up.

The sharp-faced man finally realized that something was wrong, and panicked: "Don't come here, don't come here, I'm just joking, I'll let them go right away."

After finishing speaking, his tone changed and he said to the guards: "Stop!"

Mo Qing looked at the sharp-faced man vigilantly, and his movements did not stop because of this compromise.

really--

"Catch him!" The pointed-faced man was so proud that he sat there motionless like an old man, "Beauty, just obey me obediently."

Mo Qing sneered, jumped up, and slashed at the person on the seat with a sword.

"Ding——" blocking with a sword, Mo Qing smiled coldly, turned his hand and slashed at the guard, hitting the sharp-faced man directly.

It's a pity that there was only one person blocking the way again, Mo Qing became impatient, and knocked out the guard with a sword.

Mo Qing didn't want to hurt people, she didn't want to, and she doesn't want to now.

But the fact is not that if you don't hurt others, others will show mercy to you.

By mistake, Mo Qing, who was already red-eyed, chopped a person under the sword, and when he drew the long sword, the blood spurted out, and Mo Qing was caught off guard and was covered in blood.

The audience fell silent, looking at the man who seemed to come from hell.The white clothes were stained red with blood, the black hair was dripping with blood, and even his face was bloody.

The aura exuding from his whole body was like Shura's. Mo Qing glanced coldly, as if a string had been broken suddenly in his mind, his hands were one step ahead of his brain.

So another person died.

.........

Mo Qing's belief that he had always insisted on was broken, and he killed someone.

There are only the sharp-faced man, his guard, shopkeeper and three waiters in this inn.Mo Qing only left two people in this room, Dashu and Shunzi, and everyone else died.

Ha, he killed them all.

Yes, he killed them all.

Mo Qing was a little crazy, but she stopped her hand that wanted to continue killing in time. The smell of blood filled her nostrils. Mo Qing could taste the sweet smell by licking her lips—this was a taste he had never tasted before. It's so... intoxicating.

Mo Qing thinks that she is not a homicide maniac, and in modern society, no one would convulse to kill people, at best it is torture.

This was his first time killing people, this was the first time he had seen so many dead people, fresh dead people.

All of them were killed by him...

Yes, this place is no longer the peaceful era, the strong survive and the weak can only be eliminated.He naively thought that he could rest here, but unexpectedly, it was more dangerous here.

——If you are not careful, you will die.

Mo Qing laughed out loud at herself, put away the long sword under the bewildered eyes of the other two, wiped her cheeks and hurried towards the opposite side.

But when he reached the door, Mo Qing stopped.

He really didn't want Gu Xu to see him covered in blood, he was afraid that Gu Xu would be scared.

But soon he won't have to worry about those problems.

—— Gu Xu is gone.

.........

"That man...is he crazy?"

"Maybe... maybe..." Ah Shu shook his head, not paying attention to the wound on his body, he took out the small knife inserted in it forcefully, pulled a piece of cloth and bound it up.

Shunzi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth casually, turned her head to look at the place where the man put the girl down before, but she didn't want the girl's figure to disappear there, she opened her eyes wide and shouted strangely: "Wait, where's Fu Que?! "

Suddenly thought of something, Shunzi trembled all over, covered her eyes and sighed: "Oops..."

"It's hard for the man in white to not go crazy now..."

.........

The small sound in the corridor quickly attracted Mo Qing's attention, and Mo Qing turned her head to look, and saw that Gu Xu was kidnapped, along with the girl Mo Qing had forgotten.

The two mistresses stood on the corridor, one left and one right, and saw Mo Qing turn his head, looked at Mo Qing covered in blood in fear, moved tremblingly to the wooden railing, and compared the kidnapped person in his hand The distance to the wooden railing, and one of them said: "Hand over all your belongings, and the long sword, or the two of them will just... fall down."

Mo Qing smiled lightly, and under the background of the blood, she was a little treacherous.

A mistress was frightened by this, her hands trembled, and the girl in her arms became unsteady and fell down, only to hear a "pop", and a gorgeous flower of blood bloomed on the ground.

"Fuqu—" A heart-piercing mournful sound suddenly came from the Chunfang, Shunzi was standing by the wooden railing on the other side of the corridor, if it wasn't for Ah Shu to support her, she might have fallen back unsteadily go.

Mo Qing didn't look at the source of the voice, his eyes followed the girl's falling figure, and before he had time to react, he died again.

—Ah, so another person died.

——Then, what can I do?

The girl's clear and beautiful cheeks were especially peaceful in the pool of blood, her lips opened and closed to say something, and finally she smiled and closed her eyes as if relieved.

--I understand.

Mo Qing put on a sullen face, and looked at the other mistress who was holding Gu Xu who was in a coma, and a faint smile of unknown meaning slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

——Broken, broken, the faith in my heart has long since disappeared, so...

It doesn't matter if a few more die.

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On the street, a man in white was holding a little boy. The man looked handsome, and the child was also white and tender.

"Brother." Gu Xu timidly tugged on Mo Qing's clothes, pointing to the tofu shop on the other side.

Three years later, Gu Xu is still a lot shorter than Mo Qing. Mo Qing estimated that his height is about 140. Although he has eaten a lot in the past three years, it is a pity that all of it was used to fill his thin body and turned into flesh .

Mo Qing rubbed the top of Gu Xu's head with one hand, looked towards the side he was pointing at, and stopped in her tracks immediately.

There are two big men busy in the tofu shop. Tofu should be done by women, but the two men do it very smoothly.

Of course, this is not the point.

Mo Qing grabbed a passerby who was eating tofu nao and asked, "Excuse me..."

Before he finished asking, passers-by laughed loudly and answered the question he wanted to ask: "You are from other places, right? These two men are tofu youths in our village. They are more dexterous than women. When I came here, I immediately defeated the previous tofu Xishi. The tofu they made is delicious, smooth and tender, this taste... tsk tsk, I will never forget it."

"Hey, brother, do you want to take your brother to eat and eat together?"

Mo Qing said gently, "Thank you."

"Alas, brother must look good when he smiles."

"No," retorted Gu Xu who was being hugged, "Brother won't make you laugh."

"What a lovely little brother, if only my one was so well-behaved."

Mo Qing smiled lightly and remained silent.

"Two bowls." Mo Qing put Gu Xu on the chair beside him, and straightened his clothes.

What happened three years ago seemed like a lifetime away. Mo Qing could never forget it, but he still couldn't remember it clearly. His brain subconsciously wanted to erase that memory, but Mo Qing stubbornly wanted to keep them.

Mo Qing vaguely remembered that he killed someone, and it was the first time he killed someone.

Only four people survived in the inn that year, one was Xiaoer Shunzi, the other was the guard A Shu, and the other two were Mo Qing and Gu Xu.After that, they worked together to bury Fu Que and burn down the inn.

That also burned their painful past, and burned the memories that Mo Qing didn't want to recall.

But also, from then on, Gu Xu began to cling to him more and more, and the hostility all over his body seemed to disappear suddenly. He was so cute and cute, and Mo Qing didn't care, after all, he also had "abnormal" times.

Now Mo Qing is 18 years old and Gu Xu is 12 years old, but the habit of sleeping together has not changed.

"Mo Qing?" Ah Shu's expression was much richer than before, "Are you still traveling?"

"En." Mo Qing nodded, and took two bowls of tofu nao.

When Shunzi, who was still busy at the side, heard this, he apologized to the guest and hurried over, saying in surprise, "It's really you, you're finally here!"

Not "how did you come", but "you finally came".

"It doesn't matter how much you eat, it's free!" Shunzi patted his chest triumphantly, "It's free~"

Mo Qing said "hmm" and continued to eat tofu nao: "It's delicious."

Shunzi was not happy now: "What do you mean it's delicious? It's obviously very, very, very good!"

Ah Shu shunned his hair somewhat dumbfoundingly: "It would be nice if Mo Qing could praise you."

"Hmph!" Shunzi puffed up her face, but just ignored her.

"By the way," Ah Shu asked Mo Qing while stroking her hair, "Do you want to see the eucalyptus? It's summer, and the eucalyptus blooms very well here. When you go to the lakeside, you can smell the elegant fragrance. The locals like it very much." , Shunzi often drags me to have a look.”

Mo Qing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded lightly.

He suddenly remembered the girl who climbed through the window.

A lotus flower has been opened before Shangyingying.

The author has something to say: Shunzi is a fried hair subject XD

Looking through the manuscript just now, I found that "Shunzi" in the latter part was written as "Xiangzi", and suddenly felt that I had been shot in the knee.

What can I do to save you, my IQ.

The eighth voice

The eighth voice

It was midsummer again, the morning sun shone through the curtains of the bed, and the continuous sound of cicadas chirping outside the window could be heard. Behind the curtains lay two figures, the younger child tightly hugging the waist of another man who was lying flat. , making him unable to move.

Mo Qing turned over cautiously, turned her back to Gu Xu who was still sleeping, and closed her eyes.

Well, good weather, continue to sleep.

Gu Xu, who was supposed to be still asleep, opened his eyes a little and saw Mo Qing's back. He rubbed against Mo Qing dissatisfied, and got close to Mo Qing, not feeling the summer heat at all.

"Gu Xu," Mo Qing said vaguely, "Don't make trouble..."

Just because Gu Xu isn't hot doesn't mean Mo Qing isn't hot. The clothes on her back have already been wet with sweat, sticking to her back uncomfortably.

Summer in ancient times was uncomfortable, there was no air conditioner, no electric fan, there were only ice cubes and fans. Mo Qing specially spent money to choose a high-quality summer house, but it was still so hot.

Even from time to time, there will be a basin of ice cubes and a few pieces of sweet and juicy watermelon in Xiaoerduan to cool down the heat.

Mo Qing, who was about to continue sleeping to catch up on sleep, although she had a good habit of getting up early, but last night she promised Gu Xu to play until midnight, but she was still very sleepy. Now she has no energy at all, and just wants to fall asleep quickly.

However, this child is usually very well-behaved, but when it comes to sleeping, he is extremely stubborn.

Mo Qing also thought that Gu Xu had grown up, no matter what, he was 14 years old, when Mo Qing was 15 years old, he came out to travel around the world, now that he thinks about it, it's time to sleep with Gu Xu in a separate room.

In the past, it was because Gu Xu was afraid of the dark that he slept with him. At first, there would be discomfort, but as time passed, I gradually got used to it.

But now, it is obvious that Gu Xu is stubborn and unwilling to separate from Mo Qing, and is very clingy, and Mo Qing doesn't know what will happen when Gu Xu leaves him.

People always have a day of birth, old age, sickness and death.

In order to prevent Gu Xu from sleeping with him, Mo Qing once locked the door of the room, determined to let him sleep alone.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Mo Qing was awakened by the sound of sobbing. At that time, she thought it was a thief, but with the help of the moonlight, she realized that the little black man crying on the wooden chair was Gu Xu.

Gu Xu's white and tender face has been dyed black like a small tabby cat, and several parts of the cloth on his body have been scratched from left to right to become strips of cloth, and his boots are also stained with mud. He sits on the tea table sobbing Beside, the tears all over his face are so pitiful.

"Brother, don't you want Gu Xu?" Gu Xuru said at that time, his eyes were wet with tears, which immediately made Mo Qing feel sad.

From then on, Mo Qing never dared to harden her heart to do these things. In Mo Qing's original words, it was "forget it." Let him go.

Seeing that Gu Xu is about to reach the age where he can marry a wife, but such a clingy personality...is really a headache.

Mo Qing's whole body is now filled with sticky discomfort, and after struggling for a while, she finally decided to get up and not sleep.

Couldn't sleep anyway.

"Senior Brother?" Gu Xu squinted his eyes, "Senior Brother, aren't you sleeping?"

"En." Mo Qing nodded, took a wet towel that had been soaked in the water basin from the side, wiped her face, and rinsed her mouth casually, then pulled out the long sword from the scabbard at the bedside and prepared to leave the room practice sword.

Things to do every day, one: practice sword.

"Ah?" Gu Xu immediately opened his eyes and saw that Mo Qing was about to go out and was no longer dozing off, so he hurriedly got up and raised his hand, "I want it too!"

Things to do every day, Part [-]: Take Gu Xu

Mo Qing put the sword behind her back, nodded lightly, and took a sip of tea while Gu Xu got up.

Sure enough, the good tea wiped away a lot of Mo Qing's fatigue from yesterday. Mo Qing nodded in satisfaction, thinking that she would buy a few bags of this tea later, it would be full of fragrance.

Mo Qing drank happily, and while closing her eyes, Gu Xu suddenly patted Mo Qing on the shoulder: "Brother, let's go!"

Helpless, Mo Qing had no choice but to put down the teacup in her hand, but the taste of the tea seemed to be still lingering in her teeth.

Already going downstairs, Mo Qing was still thinking about the name of the tea.

Lotus tea?No, no, the last time I drank lotus tea, the taste was not so delicate at all.

Flower tea?No, no, no, Baihua tea is not so fragrant and lingering, it is memorable.

So, what exactly is tea...

"The tea in the inn," Mo Qing casually grabbed a waiter who was doing nothing and asked, "What kind of tea?"

Xiaoer was startled, but saw that it was the handsome, high-ranking tenant officer with his younger brother, so he replied respectfully: "Yushan tea, a local specialty tea."

Mo Qing nodded thoughtfully, and walked out of the inn.

Gu Xu, who was following behind, was also taken aback for a moment, then laughed softly, and followed: "Brother, do you want to buy Yushan tea?"

Mo Qing casually patted Gu Xu's head: "Yes."

"Brother, do you think that pot of tea is delicious?" Gu Xu looked up at Mo Qing, who was a head taller than him, and asked curiously.

"Ah."

"Does the senior brother think he likes it very much?"

"Ah."

"Brother, are you going to buy this tea now?"

"Ah."

After hearing this, Gu Xu laughed happily, and ran to Mo Qing, looking forward to Shenfei as if offering some treasure: "Senior brother, there is no need to go, I brewed the tea, and I brewed it, we just need to go to the lotus flower Just pick lotus leaves from the pond.”

"Huh...huh?" Mo Qing couldn't react.

Gu Xu squinted his eyes to cover the interest in his eyes, and looked at Mo Qing who was always indifferent with great interest, but now he had a surprised tone.

The senior brother at this time is really... very cute.

Although the senior brother didn't show it on the surface.

"Yeah." Mo Qing coughed a few times in a low voice, adjusted herself, turned around and walked towards the market, but her heart was like sea water constantly churning with turbulent waves.

... When did Gu Xu learn how to make tea, I don't know!

Worth mentioning.Mo Qing thought about it again, and sighed silently in her heart.Gu Xu has been good at learning since he was a child, and he knows everything. This is not the first day he knows it.

This kind of person is commonly known as the god of learning.

That being the case...

"Brother?" Gu Xu snickered in his heart, bumped into a human wall unexpectedly, looked up and saw Mo Qing stopped, as if he was thinking about something.

Mo Qing coughed a few times, sorting out her tone of voice, and asked lightly, "Gu Xu, how old are you?"

"...14." Why did the brother ask this?

"Well," Mo Qing said seriously, "It's time to sleep separately."

"..." Gu Xu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said aggrievedly, "Why?"

Mo Qing said that he had exhausted his words today, and he couldn't speak any more, and couldn't answer questions.

Seeing that Mo Qing didn't answer, Gu Xu's appearance of wanting to cry made Mo Qing's heart soften again.After thinking for a while, Mo Qing untied a piece of bright white jade pendant she bought a year ago from her waist, knelt down and tied it on for Gu Xu.

What is engraved on the white jade pendant is a green bamboo forest, and there are strands of green in it against the pattern, as if it really appeared in front of your eyes.Mo Qing liked it very much when he bought it, and now he doesn't think there is anything wrong with giving it to Gu Xu.

"Brother gave it to me?" Gu Xu asked hesitantly, rubbing his eyes.

Mo Qing passed the thin thread through the belt: "Yes."

Gu Xu burst into tears and smiled: "Brother, can you tie it around Gu Xu's neck? It will be more secure." You can also get close to your brother at any time.

Gu Xu wants to be with his senior brother forever.

Never, never separate.

Mo Qing glanced at Gu Xu who was laughing, and couldn't help rubbing his head: "Yeah."

He reached out and untied the white jade pendant again, stood up and tied it around the child's neck.

"Brother!" Gu Xu was tying it up, and threw himself into Mo Qing's arms, tiptoeing, wrapped his hands around the man's neck, buried his face deeply into the shoulder that was full of bamboo-like fragrance, Gu Xu smiled with satisfaction.

Gu Xu likes Mo Qing the most.

Mo Qing rubbed the back of his head helplessly, and looked up at the blue sky.

I don't know how long this leisure time will last.

It has been 6 years since I went down the mountain.

…………

After getting up in the morning and finishing sword practice, it was already noon.The sun was burning hard, and the cicadas neighed even louder. There were beads of sweat on Mo Qing's forehead, and the slight sense of hunger in her belly drove Mo Qing to withdraw her sword and go back to the inn.

After returning to the inn to take a bath, he saw a carrier pigeon flying by the window. A thin dark green thread was tied to the pigeon's paw, and a rolled-up note was tied to the other end of the thread.

Mo Qing glanced at it lightly, and continued to wipe the wet hair. The slender hands pierced/inserted in the black hair looked very nice, but the owner of these hands had a deadpan expression on his face, and his mind was frozen.

The hair is almost wiped, and the brain is also shut down.Her waist-length black hair like silk was scattered on the snow-colored white shirt. Mo Qing's clothes were not fully dressed at this time, and the front buttons were not fastened. The white shirt was loosely fixed by a few buttons, and she walked slowly. To the carrier pigeon, take down that note.

really.

There is no escape.

Mo Qing is an important character in the game, even without this game setting, he would be indispensable in the Kunlun faction.

Mo Qing walked to the table, took out a brush to reply to the letter, tied it to the claw of the carrier pigeon, and let it fly.

Sitting blankly at the table, Mo Qing didn't know what to do.

You can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day.

Unexpectedly, this day came so soon.

The door behind him was gently pushed open and knocked gently again. As soon as Gu Xu entered the door, he saw his senior brother, who was usually indifferent, but now he was looking out the window, and he was rarely stunned.

Although he still looked expressionless, the senior brother had been staring at that place for quite a while.

The wet hair was messily spread all over the back, and the baggy clothes were rarely neatly dressed, a white and smooth chest was faintly visible under the placket, and the legs were also half-exposed.

Gu Xu watched silently from the side, suddenly felt itchy and wanted to touch it... How smooth is that touch.

Wait, what is he thinking? !

Why would he want to touch that warm body?Something is wrong!

He is indeed a senior brother, and he doesn't want to be separated from his senior brother...

But, but...

Seeing Mo Qing turning his head, Gu Xu immediately hid this strange emotion, and asked cautiously: "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

There was a bitter taste in Mo Qing's mouth, and a sourness surged in his heart.

Gu Xu, if I leave, what should you do?

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Mo Qing: Gu Xu, if I leave, what should you do?

The grown-up version of Gu Xu (glanced at Mo Qing): Then I will "eat" you first, and then you will not be able to leave me.

Mo Qing: ...Haha, I was just joking.

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The next chapter is about Gu Xu’s life when he was still a caveman and Ah Shu’s side story (it’s a side story... right?)

The Ninth Sound

The Ninth Sound

"tick, tick"

Water droplets dripped from top to bottom on the rock wall of the cave, and there were sounds of small animals coming and going in the damp cave from time to time. The dark depths seemed like an endless abyss, which seemed to swallow people into it, full of despair.

The boy was lying powerlessly on the ground, and he could hear reptiles crawling on his body in a daze, his messy black hair was dirty, and his face was lifeless and pale.

——Very hungry, very hungry, who will save me, who will save me...

I don't care about the crawling reptiles on my body, I don't care about the dirty clothes, my abdomen has become unconscious due to long-term hunger, my eyes are looking at the cave wall with blurred eyes, and the squeaky flying bats pass by without staying.

——Come on, here is a living person, eat him, eat him...

— Hurry up, let him die!

"Oh." The boy snorted mockingly, closed his eyes, and rested his hands on his lower abdomen, as if this would reduce his pain.

The body exudes a rotten smell all the time, this disgusting smell, but the boy is used to it.

—Now, is the soul fallen?

——Then am I... dead or still alive?

The boy who was struggling with this problem frowned slightly, as if he was very distressed, and finally relaxed his eyebrows completely as if relieved.

—is there any difference?

--no.

There is no difference between being dead and alive.

The boy is hovering on the verge of death, as long as he steps out one more foot, yes, just the one he doesn't want to step on in the world, he can go into hell and leave the world.

but……

——I am not reconciled...

A voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of the boy's heart, telling it seductively.

Not reconciled, why can they live happily and happily, why should I suffer here? !

The eyes of anger and jealousy do not stand out in the darkness, but are very commensurate, and the surrounding dark atmosphere seems to be urging something, accompanied by the sound of water droplets, the sound hits the ears.

The boy had escaped from that indifferent home for a month, but this month, no one came to look for him.

The money he was carrying was also taken away, and even he was almost taken in and sold together. Fortunately, he still had martial arts by his side, so he was able to barely escape and hid in this dark cave.

Recalling the lewd/evil words of that group of people, the boy couldn't help feeling guilty, but now he was just downcast, and he was no longer as superior to others as he used to be.

Do you regret it?No, I don't regret it, even if I die, I don't want to stay there for a second.

That disgusting stepmother, the ruthless father, if the stepmother hadn't been pregnant, how could he have escaped so easily?

He is the temporary "successor" there, just a backup.

The boy laughed indifferently, since this world is meaningless to him, what about existence, what about destruction?

It's just not reconciled to the injustice of this world.

But this world is inherently unfair, so how can we hope for fairness?

In the pitch-black cave, countless corpses were buried, many of whom were dead bodies.

And he is about to become one of them... right?

But the world made another joke for him, and when he finally despaired, it brought him hope.

one morning boy