The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 383 The Last Experience 22
Chu Mo struggled to get up, glanced at Yingpu Sanren who was stunned, only looked at the fainted person on the ground, and didn't know to help her.

"What are you doing in a daze, pull me up quickly." Chu Mo lowered his voice, and the Yingpu Sanren came back to his senses in a panic, and went to pull Chu Mo.

"What should I do?" The Sanren of Yingpu have lost their memory, but they are not stupid. They intuitively feel that this is a difficult problem, especially in such a poor mountain valley. If they don't wait until tomorrow, they will not be able to escape.

"What can we do, pack up our things, let's go up the mountain—" Chu Mo turned and entered the house, rolled up a quilt twice and twice, and without taking any clothes, he put the remaining sweet potatoes into a basket and stuffed them into Yingying. In the words of Pu Sanren.

"Now?" The man glanced at the already dark night sky, and subconsciously felt that this was not a good idea.

"When do you want to wait?" Chu Mo walked out of the courtyard with the package on his back.

Although Chu Mo didn't know where Mrs. Ying's natal family lived, but if she could send her there at night, she must be able to come back not far away.It is impossible for Yingpu Sanren to be full.

This undoubtedly made Chu Mo, who had been unable to make a decision for a long time, make up his mind, except that the timing was not so coincidental.

Under the night, the two figures walked towards the mountain forest, hiding in the darkness, Chu Mo reached the foot of the mountain in one breath, and found the path up the mountain based on his memory.

Fortunately, although the mountain is tall, the mountain road is not too steep. As long as the speed is a little slower, the problem will not be big.

After walking for an hour, I have reached the farthest distance that Chu Mo has traveled, and I am going towards the direction of the deep mountains. But before that, Chu Mo had asked Aunt Ying intentionally or unintentionally, the nearest The town is on the other side of the mountain.

Chu Mo took a deep breath, and was about to take advantage of his courage to continue walking, but the corner of his clothes was caught.

"Chu Mo, will there be any beasts?" The man's voice was full of timidity, but the timidity was not due to the beasts, but the woman in front of him.

At the beginning, Chu Mo picked him up from the deep mountain. Was he going to throw him back into the mountain?
"Beast?" Chu Mo turned his head in a daze, and grinned angrily, "Don't worry, anyone who can breathe on this mountain has already entered the stomach of a person."

It's not that Chu Mo is not tired, but he is afraid that this stop is not far from the village, and the people in the village will look for it, but he is afraid that there are really some ferocious beasts in the middle of the mountain.

Chu Mo was about to stop at a relatively open place, but who knew, the next moment, that Yingpu Sanren had already grabbed her arm, pulled her back, and simply sat on the ground while shaking her head.

"Not leaving—"

Chu Mo was stunned, especially the Yingpu Sanren in front of him and the Jiuquzhou who were so high above him, who would think you are not worthy of his vision at a glance, are no match for the Yingpu Sanren.

"Go—" Chu Mo gritted her teeth, it took her all her strength to stop this dragging, so powerful, why didn't she see her walking faster.

"I'm afraid—" Yingpu Sanren refused to move forward no matter what, Chu Mo's eyelids jumped, and then he saw the first robe he had just completed in his life, and the corners of the robe were completely covered The man rubbed against the ground, rubbing, and it was full of dust.

"I'm afraid—" Yingpu Sanren refused to move forward no matter what, Chu Mo's eyelids jumped, and then he saw the first robe he had just completed in his life, and the corners of the robe were completely covered The man rubbed against the ground, rubbing, and it was full of dust.

Chu Mo only felt a sense of unreasonable anger rushing to his forehead, and he pulled his hand towards the person on the ground.

"stand up--"

"I won't get up, I won't leave, I'm afraid—" Yingpu Sanren couldn't say why they were afraid, but they just felt that there was something bad in this deep mountain subconsciously.

"Okay, I'm not going, sleep—" Chu Mo was out of breath, now he's fine, his strength is exhausted, and he can't even walk if he wants to.

Chu Mo glanced around, it was dark and silent, only the bare grass and bare trees, the drought made the whole mountain lifeless, Chu Mo was really not afraid of wild animals, because if the wild animals stayed here, they would have starved to death.

"Go to sleep—" Chu Mo spread out the quilt angrily, only to realize that when he slipped away, he only thought about himself, only one quilt, but in this house, this is the only quilt that can be sold Well, Chu Mo didn't even want to take away the quilt that was as hard as a rock on the bed.

Chu Mo glanced at Yingpu Sanren, um, what happened to Yingpu Sanren is naturally another one.

Yingpu Sanren didn't dare to move, seeing that the woman's anger still persisted, and the other party had no intention of covering him with the quilt that he had worked so hard to carry up the mountain.

The Sanren of Yingpu didn't dare to ask for it either, they just took a small step secretly towards Chumo's place, but there was no response, and the cold air slowly soaked in.

Yingpu Sanren's feet began to turn cold, and his hands had turned into lumps of ice. Yingpu Sanren stood up and slowly began to jump.

"What are you doing?"

"Cold—" dare not say anything else.

Chu Mo shrank his shoulders, and met the pitiful and innocent eyes, like a wronged daughter-in-law. The corners of Chu Mo's mouth twitched. He was not wearing a jacket. Thinking about it, the cotton wool of the jacket was quilt She smoked half of it.

"I'll go far away—" Yingpu Sanren said to go out.

"Come back—" Chu Mo said impatiently, this is in the middle of the night, if she loses it again, where can she find it again.

Chu Mo pointed to a corner of the quilt, and he was still wrapped in most of the quilt on the bed, lying here, don't move.

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of Chu Mo's eyes, and the next moment he saw the man lying in a corner in a well-behaved manner.

"Sleep—" Chu Mo closed his eyes, he was very tired, and it was really troublesome if he couldn't sleep well.

The mountains in the dead of night are not really deserted. Apart from Chu Mo and the two who have already fallen asleep, there are more than a dozen people in the deep mountains outside a mountain, and their figures are flying towards the mountain quickly.

There was a sharp whistle, like a frightened crow, and several black figures quickly gathered towards the whistle.

"No--"

"No--"

"There's another mountain ahead—"

The black figure at the head glanced at the Heidouhun mountain range, and frowned.

"Do you think the Patriarch can climb another mountain when he is injured?" If so, he would rather believe that the Patriarch has been eaten by wild beasts.

The black shadows stopped talking.

"My lord, next—"

"Go back, continue to look for Elder Xian, and ask him for someone. He is responsible for all this." The leader, Hei Ying, waved his hand, and the group quickly retreated down the mountain.

Naturally, I want to ask the fairy old man to ask someone. They are good patriarchs, so they went to cultivate a fairy, and this time they came back to experience the mortal world, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Remember, this time, don't listen to the old man's excuses, saying that it's for the young master's benefit and to help the young master. Let's sit in his hall. If we don't hand over people, we won't leave—"

"Yes, my lord."

"My lord, the task of finding the Patriarch—"

"Isn't there someone looking for it again? After searching for so many days, do you think it's useful?"

(End of this chapter)