Chapter 217

"Now the snow has begun to melt, the mountain will be very slippery, you must be careful." The duckweed frowned at the dripping snow.

This is not a good time to go up the mountain. If you slip down such a high and steep slope, you will be disabled even if you don't die, right?

If the book is not in danger, ducao is really unwilling to take this risk.

"Xiaomo, be careful, you know?" Du Cao grabs Ji Lyric Mo's hand and orders in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." Ji Shumo chuckled and stuffed the remaining half cake into his mouth. Then he took out a rope and tied it to his waist: "follow me closely."

Although we know that the road ahead is long and full of danger, but we don't know why at this moment looking at the young man in front of us, Du Cao's heart is not a trace of fear.

With a slight smile, he followed Ji Shumo and walked up the mountain together.

The weather in spring is very strange. It's sunny during the day and freezing at night. So the snow on the mountain melts into water bit by bit during the day, and condenses into ice bit by bit at night. All the way, it's water and ice, deep and shallow.

The growth environment of Shencao is quite special, so even if it is so muddy and difficult to walk, the two people still have to walk towards the highest point step by step.

"Xiaomo, are you tired?" Du Cao follows Ji's back and looks at the sun shining on Ji's body. At the back of his neck, sweat oozes out, which makes him feel sad.

Ji did not look back, but focused on his feet, back to a: "not tired."

Du Cao wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked at the half climbed mountain, frowning slightly. Last time he came, it was not so difficult.

It's going to be dark. There's everything in the mountain. Dark is even more dangerous, so we must reach the top of the mountain before dark.

Thinking of this, duckweed quickened his pace.

Ji Shumo felt the urgency of Du Cao and frowned slightly: "don't worry, be careful at your feet."

"We need to get to the top of the mountain before dark, or we'll be hanging in mid air for the night." How can duckweed not worry?

Ji Lyric ink of course know du grass in urgent what, solemnly nodded: "rest assured, we can."

Faith is a strange thing. It can't be touched or seen, but it's real. It can also give people powerful power.

In order to maintain physical strength, two people are not talking, silently accelerated their own pace.

The capital.

"Waste! I can't even find a child. What's the use of this palace for you

Mu Zhiqi, the imperial concubine at that time, seemed to be a shrew in the market. She yelled in her Zhiyang palace and smashed a room of porcelain.

"Lady, calm down." The confidant on the side of the palace pearl quickly came forward to comfort.

On the other side, Huangfu Yan looked at Mu Zhiqi with a blank face and said, "why should your concubine be angry? Dead people can't be found. "

In huangfuyan's eyes, Ji's family is already dead. How can they not understand what Mu Zhiqi is worrying about?

"What do you know?" Mu Zhiqi is extremely beautiful, but the ferocity on her face destroys the beauty.

Huangfuyan touched his nose and said faintly: "is your concubine too cautious? This season's family business, but you personally sent people to do, how can it not be clean? "

"The jade amulet with tiger pattern was not found at all! You don't know what the jade talisman means, do you? " Mu Zhiqi's face became more and more ugly, and he gave Huangfu Yan a hard look.

Maybe it's a mistake to let huangfuyan do it this time. This fool is good for nothing except playing with women!

"Well, you go down first." The more she looked, the more angry she was. Mu Zhiqi waved impatiently. Obviously, she didn't want to talk to Huangfu Yan any more.

Huangfuyan's mother died early and had no place in the palace, so huangfuyan could only rely on Mu Zhiqi to seek peace.

For mu Zhiqi like this, Huangfu Yan has long been used to, not salty line of a gift, turned out.

"Waste!" Mu Zhiqi looked at Huang Fuyan's back and scolded him.

"Niang Niang, don't be angry, not to mention that Ji's boy is probably dead. Even if he is alive, he is just a teenager. What can he become?" The bright pearl is clever. She offers a cup of tea and gently comforts her.

Mu Zhiqi took a sip of tea and relaxed her mood. She clenched her fist and said in a low voice, "the jade amulet with tiger pattern can mobilize food and grass in the world. It's of great significance. If you can't find it, how can you explain it to the emperor?"Pearl chuckled: "the world is the emperor's, why worry, it's just a piece of jade."

Mu Zhiqi white pearl one eye, this group of fools, do not understand anything!

"Go and ask King Jingkang to come to the palace." Speaking of this son, Mu Zhiqi's face was a little bit red, and her eyes were a little more shy.

Pearl understand, turned out, instantly called away all the eunuchs and maids of Zhiyang palace.

It's getting dark. Du Cao and Ji xumo finally reach the top of the mountain.

"I'll go. I'm so tired." The duckweed gasped for breath and felt that his legs were not his own.

Ji Lyric Mo just stand firm, the result sees Du grass a leg is soft, nearly fall down: "small grass!" The eye quickly grasped Du Cao's arm, Ji Shumo exclaimed.

Du Cao flurried to stand firm, pounced on Ji Lyric ink's chest: "scared to death me, fortunately you are here."

"It's dark. Be careful." Ji Shumo holds Du Cao tightly, and his eyes are full of concern.

Du grass gently laughed, and then took out a fire fold from his own burden, lit a fire, which was warm down: "little mo, are you hungry? I have dry food here. "

Ji Shumo nodded and took over the dry food: "we'll wait here all night. Tomorrow morning, we'll go to find Shencao."

"When you're full, go." Du Cao put the dry food into his mouth and said vaguely.

Ji Shumo frowned: "in the middle of the night, it's too unsafe."

"I know it's risky, but the book can't wait." Speaking of this, Du Cao felt guilty: "if I could always remember this, the book would not be so dangerous. It's all my fault."

Looking at Du Cao's self reproach, Ji Shumo's heart burst of *, in the past rubbed Du Cao's hair, said with a smile: "it's not your fault."

"Anyway, we must find Shencao and save the book, otherwise I will not be at ease in my life." Speaking of later, the duckweed turned red quietly.

Ji always knew that although Du Cao looked heartless, she was the kindest girl.

"Don't worry, we will find it, but you have to promise me to look for it tomorrow. Today you are tired and have a good rest, you know?" Ji Shumo swept over Du Cao and let her head rest on her shoulder to comfort her.

Du Cao is really tired today, just a few words of time, even quietly sleep in the past.

Looking at Du Cao like this, Ji Shumo chuckles, this girl, is this good, even if the sky falls down, it doesn't delay eating, drinking and sleeping.