Jun Xie Chenxin

Gong Cheng woke up the next day. When he woke up, he found himself sleeping on a wooden bed covered with two quilts. The quilts were old and there were some patches on them. Looking at the stove, look at the window. Although it is closed, the white light outside can still come in.

It should be the first sunny day after the snow, and the sky and the earth are vast and white.

From far to near, footsteps came from outside, the man stopped at the door, stomped on the door, and then opened the door to enter.

Gong Cheng looked sideways, first saw the hem of the white as snow clothes, then the long black cloak that reached to the knees, and then looked up, the man lowered his head and untied the hat on his head, and there was thin snow on the hat , some fell on the ground and immediately turned into a puddle of snow, and the face of the man under the bamboo hat...

Suddenly knowing the peerless face of the king, it seems like a banished immortal without dust.

Gong Cheng was stunned, and a sudden gust of wind blew on his face, waking him up.

"You are, Feng Ninghan."

"En." Feng Ninghan responded, closed the goalkeeper's cloak, and hung the hat on the wall.

"Why did you save me?" Gong Cheng sat up and asked vigilantly.

Feng Ninghan walked to the table, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Gong Cheng, Gong Cheng looked at the white smoke from the tea, hesitated for a while, but took it.

"There is no reason. I just saw that you were dying, so I saved you. Why do you ask why?"

Gong Cheng, "..." For a moment he didn't know how to answer, he took a sip of tea and asked again, "Where is this place?"

"Mu Xiaogu, the Taoyuan place."

Mu Xiaogu, Taoyuan... is the place where Feng Ninghan took those common people, Gong Cheng held the teacup in his palm, staring at the water in the cup, thinking.

At this time, some voices came from outside again, someone knocked on the door, Feng Ninghan said, "Come in." The man pushed open the door softly and entered the room.

It was a young woman, holding something in her arms, dressed plainly, when she saw Gong Cheng woke up, she grinned innocently, "Are you awake?"

Gong Cheng pursed his lips and responded with a stiff smile.

The woman smiled brightly back at Gong Cheng, and then put the thing in her arms on the table, only then did Gong Cheng see clearly that it turned out to be sweet potatoes.

"Master Gu, we roasted sweet potatoes on the stove and brought some for you. You should eat them while they are hot. Sweet potatoes are the most comfortable food in snowy weather!"

"Thank you."

The woman's face was full of happiness, she turned around and said to Gong Cheng, "You can eat too~" After saying that, she jumped out the door.

Feng Ninghan grabbed a sweet potato and gave it to Gong Cheng. Gong Cheng returned the teacup to Feng Ninghan, and took the sweet potato from Feng Ninghan's hand. Obviously he forgot why the woman came with a sweet potato. Sweet potatoes are too hot!Gong Cheng gasped for the scorching "Sihasha", and kept switching between his left and right hands, but then he couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only throw the sweet potato on the bed first.

He stared at Sweet Potato with fixed eyebrows, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Ninghan smiling. Seeing Gong Cheng looking at him, Feng Ninghan didn't hide his smile, and instead looked at Gong Cheng seriously and smiled.

Gong Cheng pursed his lips, a little resentful, "Just now you took the sweet potato, why didn't it get burned?" Could it be that he was just pretending to see himself laughing?

"It should have just come in from the outside, so my hands haven't warmed up, so I don't think this sweet potato is hot." Feng Ninghan replied seriously.

Gong Cheng, "..."

Gong Cheng stretched out his hand to check the temperature of the sweet potato, felt that it was almost ready, so he peeled off the skin and ate it, Feng Ninghan sat at the table, also eating the sweet potato.

Gong Cheng glanced at Feng Ninghan from time to time. In his 35 years of life, he has seen more people than he has traveled. A person like Feng Ninghan has superb martial arts skills, but he has no airs at all. Instead, he is like a child I really haven't seen it.

Feng Ninghan met Gong Cheng's eyes, and he asked, "What do you see me doing?"

Gong Cheng felt guilty, thinking that I don't know why my eyes went to you!He took a big bite of the sweet potato, and grinned instantly from being burned, but there were others here, and it was hard to spit it out because of face, so he could only let the sweet potato cool down gradually in his mouth like an old grandmother grinding batter, and finally He swallowed it in one go.

Heartburn!

Gong Cheng kept exhaling, feeling better, and asked a topic, "Xuetian, why are you still wearing a bamboo hat?"

Feng Ninghan took a mouthful of sweet potatoes and said, "Someone's roof collapsed under the pressure of snow, I will help."

Gong Cheng grinned, good job, it’s fine that the Martial Master took in a group of refugees to create Mu Xiaogu, and he also helped them build a house, this place is not at 01:30. Delivering babies; acting as a matchmaker; being a peacemaker to resolve conflicts between neighbors, he probably believed them all.

"And you, why did you appear in my Mu Xiao Valley?"

Gong Cheng was stunned. If he knew earlier, it would be better not to find something to talk about, and dig a grave for himself.

Seeing Gong Cheng's hesitation, Feng Ninghan said, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. You are not seriously injured. If you want to stay for a while, you can stay. If you want to leave, no one will force you to stay."

Gong Cheng was speechless, but he was struggling in his heart. Feng Ninghan was too simple, too simple to be suitable for existence in this filthy world.

After Feng Ninghan finished eating the sweet potatoes, she got up and picked up the bamboo hat on the wall, ready to go out, Gong Cheng called out, "Feng Ninghan, where are you going?"

Feng Ninghan pushed open the door, a gust of cold wind poured into the room, Gong Cheng gripped the quilt tightly and shivered.

"The chicken coop needs to be rebuilt, or it will collapse."

"Uh……"

Feng Ninghan left, Gong Cheng was the only one left in the room, Gong Cheng looked at the remaining sweet potatoes on the table, then opened his palms and looked at his own hands, he was wondering who sent him the false information , to lure him to Mu Xiaogu.

And... what is the purpose of doing this...

Who is the person who attacked him...

Everything that happened seems to be too coincidental, and too coincidental is the biggest conspiracy.

Gong Cheng got out of bed, put on his clothes, the place where he blocked the man's foot was still aching, he moved his wrist lightly, and walked towards the door.

He can't stay here any longer, he still has a lot to do.

After leaving the door, Gong Cheng was shocked by the scene in front of him. If he wanted to say that the world is pure, it would be nothing more than that.

Taoyuan, it really is a paradise of peach blossoms.

Under the white snow, there are blue bricks and black tiles; there are traffic in the fields; there are children running and rolling on the snow carefree, throwing snowballs at each other, having fun; there are old men making tea at the gate of the yard, and the smoke is curling up, and the tea is fragrant. It is overflowing; there are women cooking with firewood, the smoke is slowly rising, and their faces are happy.

And Feng Ninghan was not far away, building a chicken shed with a few middle-aged men, everyone's smiles were so clean and pure.

These faces, on the outside, are almost extravagant, rare to see...

Looking at these, Gong Cheng felt unprecedentedly happy at first, and then became depressed. He felt ashamed to stay here again, so he secretly left Taoyuan.