Buddha kill GL

Chapter 37

There are three thatched huts in and out, a few half-drowsy chaimen horses, and a few household items brought out of the nest are placed. Zisang and the others think they have nested in Fat Hunting Village.

The people in the village helped clean up the house and watched the excitement a few times. They all regarded them as members of the mute family, and they were not exclusive, and they even sent some things around, which was very affectionate.

Bai Yunmo hadn't seen strangers for a few days, so she was so happy that she rolled around with a few half-grown children all day long, and the moment she entered the house, her braids were fluffy and tight again.

Tuantuan's little face was smeared with black powder, and she was just crowned in the morning and found it was still fluffy.

Zisang shook his head, and had no choice but to help Bai Yunmo straighten her hair again: "Grandma is happy these days, and she has something to say with those old people, Yunmo, go back to your mother."

Bai Yunmo's little head drooped.

She misses her mother, but she likes it here, and she likes to just play around like this every day, and Zisang raised her little head again, her little mouth pouted, and she asked, "Then you come with me?" Is it?"

Zisang thought about it, in fact, it's okay to be with Bai Yunmo, if you owe this favor, just owe it, otherwise it won't be a problem for Bai Yunmo to hang around here all day.

A person who can obviously ride horses and boats all over the world, and walk around in the name of the young master, but eats rough tea, dry bones and old meat all day long, and his face is darkened twice, and his ears are still intact. faded frostbite,

Zisang nodded: "I'll go to the mountains and bring back those hunting traps, and prepare them for my good mother-in-law, and then tell Uncle Li and Juli where the hunting traps are."

In this way, it is time to return to their respective places.

On the second day, Bai Yunmo was going to follow Zisang and Juli into the mountains, but he was full of plans. The fast journey between Liekou Village and Feihuning Nest was only four or five days, and there were more prey in spring, so there was definitely a possibility of a long hunt.

Zisang had no choice but to hurry before dawn, and before Bai Yunmo got up, he beckoned Daxue and Juli and they set off early.

Such a few days in the mountains went smoothly, Juli was a little surprised when he learned that Zisang and the others were leaving: "Where are you little ones going?"

Zisang couldn't help but casually say that Bai Yunmo was the young master of the Bai family who was looking for in Yaosong that day. Her mother taught her that making money outside is the easiest way to make people go bad.

"We came from somewhere else, so we have to go back to where we were."

"Where?" Juli had never been outside of Shizhuang Town too much. He originally thought that Zisang and Zisang were poor children picked up by dumb people. It was a great blessing to be taken care of by him in Liekou Village. A place to go.

"Changzhou."

Uncle Li did the math, and said, "That place is far away from here, I don't know how long it will take, but I heard people say it's a place where it doesn't snow."

There is also snow in Changzhou, but only a thin layer.It is thin on the short trees and on the top of the mountain, white like frosting, sometimes round and sitting in the open air for a long time after taking a nap, it is also white with a lot of seeds.

Zisang has no hunting skills, but it is spring, and there are always some hunting everywhere, dead and alive, and the mountains and fields become green. Zisang pointed to the dumb uncle's house to show Juli and the others.

There was no one living in that house, and it looked much smaller. The fence was lonely and lonely, but the living stream beside it was still happy and happy as usual.

Uncle Li said that this fat hunting den is a bit far away, and it’s okay to come here to collect hunting once in a while, but often it’s not worth the risk.

When walking back like this, it was already the fourth day, and several people were also familiar with the terrain of the mountain shape, and it was much smoother with heavy snow beside it.

Zisang thought that there was no one at home, and he didn't know what Bai Yunmo's madness had become, so he rushed back in the middle of the night, and when he returned to Fat Hunting Village exhausted, it was the morning of the seventh day.

The village was still as quiet as when they left that day. Zisang and Uncle Li went back to their house separately, and quietly went back to the room where she and Bai Yunmo slept.

The room is the new house that the old man said was originally prepared by the dumb uncle, and later slept in for the two young ladies.

At this time, the new house had long since lost the red candles to warm the tents, and there were only a few rays of morning light leaking in from the rough and rough windows. Zisang slowly touched the quilt made of mottled animal hairs by the light.

Zisang was not on the bed, so Zisang lit the oil lamp to look at it, and the bed was empty, she was heartbroken, and suddenly remembered that there were dogs barking in the village when she returned to the village, but there was no A Piao.

Perhaps sleeping with the good mother-in-law might not be the case, Zisang withdrew and didn't care about disturbing the good mother-in-law, so he opened the door and went into another room.

The old man's breathing could clearly be heard in the room, so he only lifted the oil lamp over, and it was still only the mother-in-law.

Maybe she slept with Juli's mother, and Zisang picked up her pace and trotted to Juli's house. These days, she clearly remembered every street and house in the village.

In fact, the life at the foot of the mountain was no different from the life at the Taiguo Temple, and they were all kind-hearted people.

As the days go by, there are three meals in the morning, noon and evening, which is not unusual, but most of the people at the bottom of the mountain have their own mothers and fathers. back to where we were.

After passing the village and finding Juli's house, Zisang had another thought, it would be better if there was a warm and round Bai Yunmo on the mountain and down the mountain.

But Bai Yunmo, where have you gone?

Juli and the others just lay down and were about to go to bed. When Zisang came, Juli's mother woke up with a start, and said, "Hey, the scholar, for some reason, brought a lot of people here and said Why pick up the young master, tie Yunmo into a sedan chair and carry him away."

Don't you have to make it clear before you can resign? Zisang wiped away the two lines of tears that fell straight down his face, and asked again with a choked voice, "Then why didn't Ah Piao disappear?"

"Speaking of A Piao, he also bit several people, and finally got dressed and left."

Ju Li Niang was holding the edge of the bed with her own hands, but she lowered her head uncomfortably: "It seems that someone from Yaosuo said that Yun Mo'er is a young master who is worth three generations of glory, so what are you?"

Zisang wiped away tears again, shook his head, wanted to say something but couldn't make it clear, his 11-year-old body was shaking and shaking.

What can she be, she is nothing, just a bad boy who is unwilling to enter the world before the Buddha and will never be able to enter the great world.

The host said, you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, but you don't have the root of loving kindness as soon as you see the Buddha, so you don't get that kind of enlightenment.

After all, it is not rare.

Zisang shivered and walked towards the house where she thought she was staying. Although she had thought that there would be a separation, it was not like this after all. She thought about taking Bai Yunmo to Shizhuang Town to eat there. Steamy wonton stew.

With the sandy gravel around her, Ju Li came over and patted her on the shoulder, giggling: "You are so small, you made a quiet and unambiguous sound when hunting, and you are still a child when you cry."

Hearing what he said, Zisang remembered the last time he cried so hard, it seemed to be the day he went down the mountain.

Except for the day when she went down the mountain, she didn't cry much, even when Nan Wu drew his saber at Yuan Xiu and Tong Fu, she was just trembling with fear.

But Bai Yunmo was different, if Bai Yunmo was around, he would wipe her face with distress, wipe her tears, and tell her some unpopular truths.

Zisang didn't know what was different about Bai Yunmo, he was obviously not round and fat, nor was he as caring as Ji Xiu, nor as dull as Tong Fu, nor was he completely different from Nan Wu.

But Bai Yunmo followed her all the way here, knee-high snow dripping in the icy and snowy sky, looking at the night sky through the dead branches.

Those hands were small and soft, and they often held her face and said, Zisang, you are getting better and better, and you got food again today.

Those eyes are always sparkling.

she says

Zisang, I will become a powerful person like Luo Zhong in the future, so that if you get hurt like a dumb uncle, you won't feel bad.

Oh, no, Zisang, you can't hurt me, I don't want you hurt me, I love you.

Originally, it was very difficult to discuss and discuss, or to be together, or to say goodbye to another day.

Daxue also walked around the village, making a long night howl, but did not get a corresponding cry.

After Zisang finally stopped crying, Juli asked, "Are you sad that she went back?"

Zisang shook his head again and then spoke in a strong nasal voice for a while: "I just don't know when we will meet again."

Juli asked Zisang again, "Then what are you going to do?"

"We still have to go back to Changzhou."

When the sky was almost bright, Zisang packed up, tied some furs saved from hunting to Daxue's body, and said goodbye to Uncle Li's family early.

Uncle Juli said don't worry, the dumb mother can be regarded as an older generation in the village, she can't feed her rich, and she can't starve her either.

Zisang walked on the road leading to Shizhuang Town outside the village. When he passed a village house, he saw that the door was wide open, and the house was empty.

She still remembered that the scholar who lived here was that day, and under the faint sickle moon, he said that chance is the most difficult thing in the world, and wealth and talent can be talked about.

After crying twice, she slowly put away her thoughts. No matter what Bai Yunmo said, she went back to her mother. It might be easy to find Mrs. Bai, but she was afraid that it would be a long time.

It's a long way from here to Changzhou, and she doesn't know when the end will be. Fortunately, there is still heavy snow to protect her and follow her.

But when I saw the heavy snow, I saw that it panicked, and always turned around and ran around the village twice, reluctant to let go, drooping its head, maybe the wolf also felt uneasy because of the loss of the person who accompanied him all day long.

Zisang turned sideways to hug Daxue, and looked behind him.

This time, I have reached the height of the mountain pass, and looking back at the small village, every household has raised cooking, surrounded by green mountains. Where is it.