Shanhedu

Xiaoyao was drowsily dreaming sweet dreams, he was lying in his own bedroom in the heaven, eating and drinking spicy food.

Suddenly the whole palace shook violently.

He uncontrollably swayed with the bedroom, and opened his eyes again, only to feel something in his mouth.

Several familiar faces were about to lie on his face.

Roll your tongue freely, huh?There is really something to eat in my mouth.

Qing Shui, who had patted his face for a long time, called him again, the worry that Xiaoyao could clearly discern was on Jun's face.

Chew the crunchy thing in your mouth, open your mouth slowly, "What did you give me?"

Seeing that he was able to speak, Tusheng and Fugui retracted their necks and sat on the ground with their hands back.

Qing Shui, who was still supporting him, snorted softly, and frightened people again, "Fried crickets, are they delicious?"

Xiaoyao is not stupid, he waved his hand weakly at him, "No, impossible, where is the oil?"

He fainted from hunger, his lips turned white when he fainted, and he was lying on the ground twitching like a shofar wind.

Just when Qing Shui and the others were at a loss, Fu Gui took out a handful of melon seeds from his bosom.

Qing Shui didn't care to teach Fugui a lesson about stealing food, ordered him and Tusheng to peel melon seeds for Xiaoyao, and kept shaking the fainted vegetable chicken Yuelao by himself.

After Xiaoyao finished eating the handful of melon seeds, Qing Shui put his hands on his hips and asked Fugui why he was hiding the food behind their backs.

Shen Suanzi was not as honest as Tusheng, he didn't change his expression when facing Qing Shui's fierce questioning, and raised his head to meet Qing Shui's eyes.

"Isn't it all for the good of everyone that I hid it? Now that everything is eaten, if I hadn't been shrewd to save food, Xiaoyao would have survived until now?"

Not far away, Xiaoyao, who was leaning against the big tree to calm his breath, sneezed...

After resting for noon, they continued on their way. Qing Shui sat on the horse far away and grabbed Fu Gui's gray cloth bag, asking him if he had any hidden food on him.

Tu Sheng sat in the back to prevent him from falling, holding the rein with one hand and Qing Shui's waist with the other.

Willow's slender waist is grasped tightly, and what Qing Shui grows is not feminine, but it is more flirtatious than a woman.

Tu Sheng's thoughts drifted to the sky, if only his daughter-in-law had a figure like Qing Shui in the future.

Three hours later, the four of them were forced to stop again.

Their horses couldn't hold on anymore.

Good horses can travel thousands of miles, so the two little foals raised in Shanzuigou may not be some rare breed.

Now I am finally tired and can no longer carry people on the road.

The hungry Tusheng originally wanted to kill them to eat meat, but Qing Shui stopped them with a wave of his sleeve.

At any rate, they rushed here with them all the way, how could they "shackle the grind and kill the donkey".

Even digging two pits would take a lot of effort. The native who gave up eating horse meat took the rich and noble to bury the two "old buddies" on the ground with branches, and walked forward.

Fortunately, before they walked for too long, they finally saw low houses.

He happily walked towards the house, but when he was standing at the door, he was ruthlessly bombarded to go elsewhere.

They had no choice but to ask for food in front of several other houses. Qing Shui regretted why he followed Xiao Lancao Jing out of the Immortal Valley.

This place didn't look like it had been hit by a natural disaster, it was surrounded by green trees, the trees were verdant, and the red flowers planted in the yards of every family climbed outside the wall.

But what made them desperate was that no family was willing to give them alms.

Maybe they didn't dare to give alms because they were unfamiliar faces, or maybe they were really stingy and didn't want to give alms.

Qing Shui suppressed the anger in his heart, bit the bullet and knocked on the family's door again.

The wooden door was knocked three times before anyone opened it, Qing Shui, with a smile uglier than crying, begged the old woman to give him a meal.

After a few words of evasion, seeing that the old woman was about to close the door, Qing Shui hurriedly grabbed Fugui's hand from behind.

The unconscious Shen Suanzi was staggered by Qing Shui's strong pull, and almost fell on the steps in front of the door.

As soon as he stood firm, he heard Qing Shui yelling at the old woman with a tear-jerking voice.

"This is my older brother in his thirties. Our parents died early. It's all because he had no food when he was young, and he became so hungry."

With a bitter face, Qing Shui pointed to Fugui who was only waist high.

Tusheng and Xiaoyao who stood behind had dull expressions on their faces. Before they could react, they were assigned a new identity by Qingshui.

"He is my younger brother who is only 13 years old." Qing Shui turned his face and pointed at Tu Sheng, then turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes deliberately at the old woman, but there was actually no tear at all.

However, the atmosphere was stirred up by Qing Shui, as if a dead person was buried, facing the wrinkled face of the old woman, she continued to sell miserably.

"Don't look at him as tall and strong, and his face is not similar to mine. In fact, I fed him up with shit and pee."

After finishing speaking, Qing Shui sniffled again, "It's because I didn't pay attention when I was a child, and stole the dung pulled by the old cow next door to us, and my brain was made stupid by eating it, so my body grew like this.

In fact, he is so weak that he can't even hold a pair of chopsticks. "

If at this moment, there was an erhu player accompanying Qing Shui, Fugui felt that he would be able to come on stage and sing a bitter opera.

Only Xiaoyao who shook his head from side to side was left, he was really led into the ditch by Qing Shui's words.

No wonder Tusheng usually looks stupid, but his brain is broken.

He said that wealth can't be a child, how can a child be as quiet as an old man who doesn't like to talk or move.

After the analysis that he thought he was very smart just now, Shimizu wiped his nose and pointed at himself.

"And my cousin, he is the most pitiful, his father doesn't love his mother, he was sold to the Goulan courtyard when he was seven or eight years old.

The old bustard treats him like a dog, and can only survive by gnawing the toes of his guests all day long.

Now I rescued him, but unfortunately it was too late, and his sanity was long gone.

Grandma, have you seen the umbrella he is holding?That was the only thought left after his parents were murdered and set fire to the whole family..."

There was a big circle in the clouds and fog, Qing Shui thought that he could always feel this kind-faced old woman in this way.

Who would have thought that after listening to his "story", he would say "I am worse than you" and close the door without saying a word.

The sound of closing the door made Fugui's ear hurt, but Qing Shui only felt his face hurt.

He was so shameless that he didn't even want to help them, and just about to curse, he recalled the way the old woman looked at him just now.

The fire in my heart immediately cooled down. It seemed that the old man was really more difficult than them.

Forget it, Qing Shui turned around, ready to leave.

He no longer wants to go to Dongshan Jingyun to see the world, and it would be nice to nest in the Immortal Valley and play with the little rabbits and chickens.

He strode away and walked back, but was stopped by Tusheng after three steps, and asked him honestly what he was doing.

"Go back to where I came from."

The honest man was very surprised, and stared at him with rounded eyes, "Why? Aren't you going to go east with us?"

Qing Shui originally wanted to tell you that you didn't understand, but after thinking about their hard-earned journey, he still took out his hand and turned around to ask him calmly.

"Take care on the road."

He took a step, let go of his big palm on the wrist and clasped it again, and Tu Sheng hurriedly followed him.

"Fox, don't go! You have to go to Dongshan with us."

Tusheng's mouth was wide open, he didn't understand at all why Qing Shui left as soon as he said it, and tried to reflect on whether he had annoyed Qing Shui again.

"Let go of me." Qing Shui gave him a gouged look, and said in a bad tone.

Fugui walked over calmly, Xiaoyao frowned deeply, but he didn't dare to persuade Qingshui to stay, always worried that he would get angry at him.

"Don't, fox, you just go on with us, didn't we all agree to go to Dongshan..."

"Who told you?" Qing Shui looked at him seriously.

"I originally came out with Junhe, but now we can't even see each other, so why go?"

Two days ago, Junhe and Qingshui lost contact, and they couldn't get in touch with each other even though they communicated with each other.

Qing Shui struggled to shake off Tu Sheng's grip on his wrist, but he couldn't shake off this annoying "shackle".

"It's my fault, it's all because I keep making you angry, okay? Fox, don't go, just go with us!"

"Let go... let go..."

"Aren't you starving? Then, then... Then, can I give you my arm to chew on? Don't you have nothing to eat on the way back..."

As he said that, Tu Sheng firmly grasped Qing Shui's slender wrist with one hand, and at the same time rolled up the sleeve of his right arm with his left hand, revealing his sturdy arm, and really handed it to Qing Shui's mouth.

"Come on, you're not hungry, eat, I, I don't think it hurts!"

He put his arm close to Qing Shui's mouth, said it didn't hurt, and closed his eyes tightly again with a face of death.

Qing Shui shook his head to avoid Tusheng's strong arms, pushing him with his hands.

"Bah, who wants to eat your stinky meat, let me go, let me go back to Immortal Valley, let go..."

"No! I just won't let you go! There will always be something to eat if you go forward, you can't leave us alone after walking halfway!"

Native tone is very rascal.

Qing Shui laughed back angrily, tilted his head with his waist thrust forward, and looked at him amusedly.

"You are a person who has no family grievances, why are you so obsessed with following them to the east? You are so sure that you can find your parents who have not seen you for more than 20 years?"

He watched Tusheng hesitate and didn't answer himself, and then stabbed Tusheng again.

"I'm afraid that if the bamboo basket fetches water in the end, your father and mother may be long gone.

I suggest that you might as well go back to your monk temple and be your water-carrying monk. "

"I... No matter what, I'll always go to the east to look for it. If you don't look for it, those people won't come to you by themselves."

Hearing this, Qing Shui cried and laughed again, why was he talking to this lumpy head.

But Qing Shui insisted on leaving, Tu Sheng held his hand tightly and refused to let go.

The two of them twisted into a ball again and couldn't be separated, Fugui was fighting aside with a headache.

A black whirlwind blew from the forest not far away, and swept towards the village at an extremely fast speed.

"You bumpkin, meddle in your own business, I need you to let me go east and west?!"

The impatient Shimizu roared.

He was fed up with the days of wandering and running away, what is the difference between such a life and a street mouse?

Immortal Valley is evergreen in all seasons, bright day and night without darkness, so you don’t have to worry about eating and drinking.

When he got tired of eating light food, he could sneak to the wild forest or the town down the mountain to eat meat. He was so full that he followed them to such ghost places, wandering aimlessly.

Tu Sheng was also anxious, looking at Qingshui with round eyes.

"I just want you to go with us today! If the native grandfather doesn't let you go back, he won't let you go back!!"

Qing Shui endured to the limit, his forehead twitched and yelled at him.

"Who are you? You want to control me?! What right do you have to stop me from going back!"

This question made the strong man confused, and even Fugui and Xiaoyao were confused.

Yes, who was he born in Qingshui?Why do you decide whether to stay or not?

Before Tusheng could think of the answer, he was first attracted by a scream and turned his head.

The black whirlwind, which was still far away, appeared beside them like a magic trick.

It actually involved Xiaoyao's whole body, Fugui who was standing next to him was indeed unscathed and stood firmly on the ground.

"Wow... ah... help!"

The three of them watched the huge black whirlwind blow up the dust on the ground and the thatch on the house, and they also wobbled on the ground unsteadily. Fortunately, Tusheng hugged Qingshui and Fugui directly, and then he stood firm.

The black wind blew "Woo~Woo~", and in an instant it soared up, and Xiaoyao was swept away just like that...