Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 323 No. 012 [31] People who are still alive, still remember
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke chatted first, and finished their meal.

If I didn't pay attention, I was a little full.

Jiang Ke poured her a glass of water: "What's the plan for tomorrow?"

"Go to the mountains and have a look."

Nodding slightly, Jiang Ke said, "Call me."

"You want to be together?"

"Ah."

"Row."

Mo Qing only thought that Jiang Ke wanted to find Jiuyun fragments, and didn't pay much attention.

After Jiang Ke returned to his room, Mo Qing washed up and fell asleep after a while.

Soon fell into a dream.

In the chaotic world, the distant ringtones floated, and the youthful and fresh faces emerged clearly, passing through my mind one by one.

"Goodbye."

"Let's go."

"Mo Qing—"

……

Mo Qing woke up suddenly.

She opened her eyes.

It was pitch black inside, and it was silent outside.

The rain stopped.

He raised his hand and wiped his forehead, which was wet and sweaty.

Mo Qing sat up and looked sideways out of the window. After a long time, he took a slow breath.

"Ding dong."

The phone beeps and the screen lights up.

Mo Qing came back to his senses, looked down, and found that it was useless promotional news.She frowned and uninstalled the software directly.

It's four o'clock in the morning.

No sleep at all.

Mo Qing simply lifted off the quilt, put on her clothes, shoes and socks, and packed her backpack in the dark.

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It was too early, Mo Qing didn't inform Jiang Ke, jumped out of the window, climbed over the wall, and left the manor.

She walked up the hill along the road.

"Mo Qing."

With a cool sound, the beam of the flashlight hit.

Mo Qing turned his head.

The light was dazzling, and Mo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Soon, the light of the flashlight moved to the side, Mo Qing half-opened his eyes, and saw a person standing ten meters away.

The figure and outline are very similar to Jiang Ke.

Mo Qing stopped.

Jiang Ke stepped up and walked up to her.His tone was slightly cold: "Why didn't you call me?"

He was visibly unhappy.

"It's too early, I'm afraid you didn't wake up." Mo Qing said frankly, "My voice is very soft, how did you wake up?"

"Wake up early."

Jiang Ke paused.

Then he asked, "Why so early?"

"I woke up early, too."

Mo Qing said.

Not only did she wake up early, she was also restless.

Those deliberately forgotten memories gradually surfaced again because of this trip to Liangxun Mountain.

Tens of thousands of sacrifices.

Mountains and rivers of blood.

There are also people who are forever trapped and unable to get out because of all this.

They are all gone.

Those who have experienced it and are still alive still remember it.

"Do you know the exact location?" Jiang Ke followed Mo Qing and asked suddenly.

"I know the approximate direction." Mo Qing raised his hand and pointed to the southwest direction, "It may take a long way, can you?"

If the person around him was Chi Shi, Mo Qing would definitely not ask the latter question.

but--

This person is Jiang Ke.

With Jiang Ke's temperament and body, there is a bit of a "spoiled and spoiled" stereotype.

"..."

Jiang Ke glanced at her wordlessly, ignored her at all, and walked directly to the southwest.

Mo Qing looked at Jiang Ke's indifferent back and shrugged his shoulders.

Just ask.

As for being so narrow-minded?

……

It was very cold in the early morning of late autumn, and after a short walk, fog began to form in the mountains and forests.

At first it was still a thin layer of tulle, but gradually, the fog became thicker and thicker, surrounded by clouds and fog, and the visibility became lower and lower, and the flashlight was ineffective lighting.

"Why don't we rest first-"

Mo Qing, who was leading the way, turned his head while talking, and paused when he saw Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke was wearing thin clothes, except for the color matching long sleeves on the inside, he only put on a long autumn coat, which was quite thin.

It rained at night, and the mountain was very humid. At this moment, Jiang Ke's hair, coat, trousers, and hiking shoes were all wet. His clothes were darker and lighter, and his black hair stuck to the back of his neck.

A little embarrassed.

In fact, Mo Qing was not much better than him.

However, Mo Qing's physical fitness is different from Jiang Ke's.

Mo Qing thought of the scene where Shan Yingying, who was wearing thick clothes, was still shivering from the cold yesterday, so he asked, "Are you cold?"

"It's been a long walk, it's not cold."

Jiang Ke told the truth.

However, Mo Qing didn't believe it, and looked at Jiang Ke suspiciously, and caught off guard, he grabbed Jiang Ke's hand.

Her strength has never been light or heavy.

Jiang Ke, who was unprepared, was dragged by her, and suddenly took half a step forward.

Jiang Ke was startled at first, then lowered his eyes, Mo Qing's face was reflected in his pupils.

His Adam's apple rolled down.

"It's not cold."

Feeling the dry and warm hand, Mo Qing felt a little uncomfortable, but gave the answer pretending to be calm.

Jiang Ke smiled.

He stared at Mo Qing meaningfully, as if he saw something else.

Mo Qing let go of Jiang Ke's hand, looked around, and said calmly: "The fog is getting thicker and thicker, I can't leave, let's find a place to burn a fire, and dry the clothes by the way."

Jiang Ke reminded: "You can't light a fire on the mountain."

"..."

Mo Qing turned to look at him.

There was a little impatience in her eyes.

It means: how can there be so many broken rules.

"...You order."

In the end, Jiang Ke chose to compromise.

Light it up if she wants to.

The mountain where it has just rained... It is not certain whether you can find dry wood.

Then, Jiang Ke saw that Mo Qing, who was full of wilderness survival skills, easily found an abandoned dry bird's nest, and got a bunch of twigs and half-wet wood from somewhere...

"lighter."

Mo Qing beckoned to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke touched his trouser pocket, took out the lighter, and threw it to Mo Qing.

Mo Qing raised his hand to fish it out, and within half a minute, a small bonfire was set up.

Jiang Ke: "..."

Forget about Mo Qing who came out in that era, he should be the most proficient at doing this kind of work.

(End of this chapter)