Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Within a day, after the four of them changed planes, buses, shuttle buses, tricycles and other means of transportation, they finally settled down in a country house in the middle of the night.

It's a homestay, but it's just a name.

It was reformed by the villagers who built their own houses.

It was too late, and the B&B didn't provide food, but you can cook for yourself with some extra money, so Song Yiyuan and Chi Shi worked hard in the kitchen, and then brought out four plates of fried rice.

"Come and taste my craft."

Song Yiyuan handed two plates of fried rice to Mo Qing and Jiang Ke.

Chi Shi followed behind without saying a word, gave Song Yiyuan a plate of fried rice, and then distributed four pairs of chopsticks and four spoons.

Mo Qing took a bite of the fried rice, and it tasted surprisingly good.She asked Song Yiyuan: "Can I arrive tomorrow?"

"I'll definitely arrive tomorrow. It's the next town." Song Yiyuan has been here before and knows the way. "Today, there are no cars in the township, so we are delayed. When the next town comes, we will rest for a whole day and prepare all the necessary preparations." Once it’s done, you can go up the mountain the day after tomorrow.”

Song Yiyuan paused: "If Xiao Yuqun is really here, he should show up soon."

When he spoke, his eyes were slightly dark, hiding a cold edge.

When the three present heard him mention "Xiao Yuqun", they all knew what he was thinking.

The accident that killed Song Jianghe had an inseparable relationship with the New World, and after Xiao Yuqun escaped, Huos found new clues—all of this was most likely arranged by Xiao Yuqun.

Xiao Yuqun's plan may be to kill Song Yiyuan directly.

His goal is to be the captain of a team.

However, Song Yiyuan didn't die, but he chose to leave voluntarily, and his goal was achieved in disguise.

"Be full first, then sleep." Jiang Ke picked up a can of beer, put it in front of Song Yiyuan, and said softly, "Whether he comes or not, he can't escape."

When An Jing finished eating, he heard Jiang Ke's words and glanced at Jiang Ke.

If Jiang Ke felt something, he looked towards Chishi, but Chishi had already looked away.

Song Yiyuan picked up the beer and drank half of it in one go.

The beer was cold, and it was bone-chillingly cold after drinking it, but the turbulent emotions that were pent up in his chest were suppressed for the time being.

He lowered his head and shoveled the rice into his mouth.

*
The four of them ate and drank enough, and went back to the room to wash up. It was three or four o'clock in the morning after work.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke shared a room, Song Yiyuan and Chi Shi shared a room.

Mo Qing came out of the shower, wiped his hair with a towel, looked up and saw Jiang Ke standing in front of the window sill, and walked over suspiciously: "If you don't sleep, what are you doing here?"

The windows were open, letting in the cool winter breeze.

Jiang Ke turned his head and saw that Mo Qing was wearing thin clothes. He grabbed the blanket on the sofa and covered Mo Qing's shoulders, wrapping her whole body in it.

He frowned very lightly: "It seems to be stared at."

"I don't feel cold."

Mo Qing said so, but he didn't take off the blanket covering his body.

She moved two steps towards the window, lowered her head, and scanned the situation below with her night vision.

Downstairs is a vegetable field, and a little further away is a bamboo forest.There was no light at night, and her range of vision was limited, but after looking around carefully, she didn't see any figures.

She asked, "When?"

"Just now."

Jiang Ke stretched out his hand, took the towel from her hand, spread it out in his hand, then covered her head, and wiped it gently.

He continued: "I heard the sound of closing the window next door, and I came over to close the window. I felt a little movement below, but I didn't see anything."

"Close the window next door?" Mo Qing enjoyed Jiang Ke's hair brushing service, "Song Yiyuan, is it late?"

Jiang Ke paused slightly: "It's too late."

"That's probably because you're thinking too much," Mo Qing said, "You've heard the movement, and it's impossible for him not to hear it. If he heard the movement, he would never close the window."

"……Um."

Jiang Ke lowered his eyes halfway and did not argue.

Mo Qing asked: "But have you noticed that there are fewer and fewer late words?"

Jiang Ke said: "He never talks much."

"..."

Mo Qing thought for a while, and felt that Jiang Ke was right.

Maybe she is sensitive.

Ever since he decided to stop the medicine for Chiji, Mo Qing was worried whether Chishi would suddenly regain his memory and remember some unnecessary things.

but--

If Chi Shi really regained his memory, he should not keep silent, but speak directly.

After a while, Jiang Ke asked: "Guess, between me and Jiang Yan, who will Chi Shi choose?"

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "The truth?"

"truth."

"Jiang Yan," Mo Qing said, "he has always been sincere and only listens to Jiang Yan's words."

Jiang Ke was noncommittal.

"However, you don't have to worry about anything." Mo Qing suddenly grabbed Jiang Ke's hand, turned around, with a smile in his eyes, "He can't beat me anyway."

Jiang Ke smiled lowly and took her into his arms: "Okay."

……

Because they went to bed late the night before, none of them planned to get up early.

At around eight o'clock, Mo Qing woke up, got up and went to open the window, trying to get some air.

But at the moment when she opened the window, she glanced at the bamboo forest in the northwest direction from the corner of her eye, and suddenly paused.

In the bamboo forest, there were three figures standing in a hidden place, looking over here.Noticing that the window was pushed open, they shoved each other and immediately hid.

Really?

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