Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 411 The Pit Depth 089 Meters The Choice of Life (2)
Then, regardless of whether Wangcai understood it or not, she took it as the object of her confidant.

Along the road that Xiao Liulang walked, smelling the faint fragrance in the wind, she was very satisfied with this tight-lipped confidant.

"Wangcai, why do you think you, Xiao Liulang, are so coquettish? What is a big man doing so nicely?"

Wangcai ran happily, with his big tongue sticking out, only the sound of panting.

Mo Jiu looked down at it, felt distressed, stopped his horse and hugged it across the saddle.

"Okay, you also take a break, if you lose your track later, you can look for it again."

"Huhu!" Wangcai breathed out with a big mouth, and stretched out the tube of his mouth to rest on her lap.

"Will you enjoy it?!" Mo Jiu hugged it dumbfoundedly, and looked at the intersection again, "Where do you think your master is going? How long have you been walking, and you haven't arrived yet?"

In fact, Mo Jiu didn't know why he had to follow, but the moment Xiao Liulang took the wooden hairpin that Wen Jingshu wore on his head every day into his palm, he suddenly felt a little stimulated.Wen Jingshu is the second young lady of the Xiao family, why should she cherish a wooden hairpin so much?Unless this hairpin is very important to her.Now the kidnappers handed over the wooden hairpin to Xiao Liulang again, why?There is only one possibility, that is, Wen Jingshu told others by herself, otherwise, who would know?
She always felt that there was some truth waiting for her, as long as she followed up, she would find out.

But if you think about it carefully, is the wooden hairpin related to Xiao Liulang, and what does it have to do with her, Mo Jiu?
"Besides, why should I care?" She asked Wangcai, and she also asked herself.

"Did Cloud and Rain Gu really control people's emotions?" She asked Wangcai again, and found the answer for herself.

"Gu poison is too scary! My brain is not my own." She shook her head, stroked the fluffy hair on Wangcai's back, and softly defended herself: "Forget it, we will protect you The safety of the master is good. After all, it is very dangerous to rescue the hostages. If he dies unfortunately, I have to die with him. Isn’t it worthwhile? Yes. I am doing this for myself, and I am responsible for my own life .Yes, it is like that."

Convincing herself, her horse rode very fast.

Unexpectedly, this tracking took half a day.

Unlike the prosperity of Lin'an Mansion, the surrounding scenery has completely changed.

In front of you is a continuous mountain range, the main peak soars into the clouds, surrounded by several hills of different sizes, looking at each other, it looks majestic. The flowers were blown around by the wind, and under the light of dusk, the surrounding fields showed a state of half-dead and dispirited.

In front of the mountain, there is a flat land, among which there are solitary tombs among the desolate grass. The solitary tombs are covered with scorched weeds, one after another. Some of the tombs have wooden signs in front of them, and even more have no wood in front of them. Not to mention steles.

...Run to the mass grave?

Mo Jiusi was stunned, clutching his scarf tightly.

There was a strong wind in the mountains, blowing the turban around her face and blowing her cheeks painfully.

She patiently hid quietly behind a mound and watched Xiao Liulang get off the carriage.

There was no official road ahead, so he changed his horse and continued to ride into the mountain.

Tracking in the mountains is easier than tracking on the road, there are more bunkers, and it is less easy to be found.However, Mo Jiu waited for a while behind the mound, and when there was no one in front of him, he was sure he would not be noticed. Then he patted Wangcai's head, stuffed a piece of jerky into its mouth, and rode slowly away. Xiao Liulang rode in the direction he left.

(End of this chapter)