Chapter 8

Mo Chen had rubbed, told himself to be satisfied, but looking at him like this, thinking about the feeling just now, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it.

In fact, many things in the world are like this. If you haven't tried it, you don't know what it's like. But if you try for the first time, you'll never be able to close a new door once it's opened.

Even if Xiaodong didn't wake up, he was kneaded and kneaded again and again, but how could he wake up? He raised his hand to cover his forehead, accusing him of staring at the serious but inconsistent elder martial brother.

His eyes were round and bright, and seemed to be able to speak. Although his mouth was still closed, Mo Chen read out at least a thousand words of accusation from his eyes.

He coughed a little uneasily and cleared his throat. As if nothing had happened, he asked, "are you awake? Do you have a headache? But you need to drink water first. "

Xiaodong pursed his mouth and did not say a word, so he shook his head.

He pretended to be indifferent and talked about him.

Think you can fool around with it?

He's not so easily fooled.

Looking at him in such a high spirited manner His eyes were wide open and his cheeks were bulging, just like an annoyed frog. Mo Chen looks more and more serious on the face, but the palm of the hand is itching.

What should I do if I want to rub it?

On the other side, Chen Jingzhi also wakes up.

But he didn't open his eyes. He just lay there without moving. His breath and heart rate didn't change.

He had long practiced this skill of pretending to sleep. Before going back and forth to the mountain, he lived a very dangerous life. He should always be on guard against the hidden harm from his stepmother and the calculation of the so-called "younger brother". Over the years, he did not sleep at all.

But last night he had a good sleep and was very down-to-earth.

The bedding under the body is new, and the Kang is also hot. The elder martial brother is relaxed, and his heart is still at the moment.

He also had a dream, not a nightmare.

He dreamt of a long, long time ago. When her mother was still alive, her health was not good at that time, but in his dream, his mother was smiling, sitting in the sunny yard looking at him and smiling at him. He was also laughing, running along the edge of the flower pool in the yard, the sun shining on his body warm.

Even after he woke up, Chen Jingzhi couldn't tell whether this scene had happened in the past or whether he missed his mother so much that he dreamed of her.

It was a wonderful day to get up early. After noon, the weather changed. The sky became overcast. There was a thick fog in the mountains and the wind was tight. Xiaodong went out of the door once, almost let the wind blow away, the road can not go.

Xiaodong originally prepared some things to go to his uncle's grave.

His uncle was buried in Huihui mountain. This is of course, my uncle lived all over the world, no one is a fixed home. When he passed away in Huihui mountain, his master presided over his funeral and buried him in a place near the back of the mountain.

It's better to be buried in Huihui mountain than to go back to the distant hometown where my uncle never went back. At the time of his burial, Xiaodong was deeply grieved. He also heard the master say such a sentence.

He said that the old friends they all knew were buried in the back mountain. In the future, he would also be buried here to accompany each other, so he would not worry about loneliness.

There is no one else in the cloud family. Of course, Xiaodong has to do this. However, he had never done such a thing. He only remembered that he saw people go to graves a few times. He only saw them from afar and didn't go close to look at them. It seems that you need to bring some food and sacrifice to the sweeper? Do you want to bring some more?

Afraid of doing something wrong, Xiao Dong goes to ask Jiang Fan, the Third Elder martial brother.

Elder martial brother Jiang seems to have a very good temper and knows a lot about it. People may not know this kind of thing, but it must be right to ask him.

As expected, elder martial brother Jiang knew it and gave him a lot of advice.

"Vegetable fruits, sacrifices, these are necessary. It is best to have a chicken, a fish and two kinds of vegetable fruits. By the way, uncle Yun of your family used to like drinking? And a pot of wine. And gold, silver, paper and foil, all of which are to be put on one. "

Yun Xiaodong opened his eyes and carefully wrote down everything he said. He regretted that he didn't prepare a pen and paper, so he could remember firmly when he wrote it down. What if he missed something?

"Chicken and fish, raw or cooked? What about veggies? Is it about the fruit on the tree or steamed pastry He had to ask for all these details.

Fortunately, elder martial brother Jiang is such a warm-hearted person. In his opinion, the younger martial brother is still a half grown child. How can he manage such a big thing? Besides, he is now a disciple of backflow mountain. The elder martial brother can't stand idly by.

"Some of these things are on the mountain, and some have to go down the mountain." Elder martial brother Jiang looked at the sky outside: "it may not be possible these two days. The wind is too strong. I'm afraid it will snow. When the weather gets better, I'll accompany you down the mountain to buy in the town. Don't worry. Although the town is not big enough, you can buy all these things, and you can't miss your big business. "

Looking at his younger martial brother's thin appearance, Jiang Fan poured a large cup of hot tea and took a bag of willow leaf candy from the cupboard. I don't know when to bring him the willow leaf candy: "eat it, eat more, I have more sugar in winter. You are no better than us. Don't get sick againXiaodong nodded and warmed his hands with a cup of tea in his hands. Reed leaf candy is actually a kind of candy sold in the town on the mountain. The sugar is not very good, it is not too sweet, and it can't be cut into shape. It's like willow leaves. But it's very sweet and fragrant to eat with hot tea.

Jiang Fan searched the room for something.

"By the way, elder martial brother, why haven't I seen any birds and beasts on the mountain these days?"

The place where Xiaodong lived before was almost on the mountain. In the early morning, he always woke up in the chirping birds. But Huihui mountain is not like this. Xiaodong was not in the mood to pay attention to other things at first, but now he feels strange.

Why didn't you hear the birds all the time? Don't you see any birds moving around? Not to mention that there must be rabbits, Caragana, roe and deer in such a deep mountain.

"You just want to ask?" Jiang fan is not tall, and is standing on tiptoe to reach a box on the shelf: "we have arrays on the mountain that can expel wild animals and birds of prey, making them difficult to get close to. After all, there are many disciples of other schools who don't have much Kung Fu. They have learned the three moves and two moves. It's really hard to say who ate the tiger when they meet a tiger."

Xiaodong is a little embarrassed by this. He can't say that he can defeat the tiger with his kung fu.

"Array? Is it set by the master? "

It turns out that the master is so powerful.

"It seems that the formation was set by the grandmaster? For many years, I haven't seen any birds or wild animals around our mountain since I remember. There are no flies or mosquitoes in the summer

When the elder martial brother said this, Xiaodong remembered: "I remember. In summer, there is no need to smoke or spray medicine. There are no mosquitoes to bite. "

But it wasn't long before his uncle died. He was so depressed and absent-minded that he didn't notice these things at all.

"It's amazing. I've heard of the formation before, but I've never seen it with my own eyes. I didn't expect that there would be array on the mountain. Elder martial brother, do you know how to set up the array? "

Jiang Fan laughed: "I can't. It seems that the master has only learned a little, but the elder martial brother seems to know a little bit. If you want to learn, you can ask him. Shifu also has some old books. I don't know which generation they were handed down. They are all incomplete. The array above is also about. If you want to read them, you can ask them when the master comes back. "

"Well, I'll certainly go." After drinking the hot water, he warmed a lot. Xiaodong asked curiously, "what are you looking for, elder martial brother?"

After a long time of searching, he didn't find him, and his head was full of sweat.

"I only used a box of hand polish oil that my elder martial brother brought back for me when he came back the other day. I don't know where I can find it."

Xiaodong stood up and said, "is it in a small box like a peach stone? You seem to have put your hands by the well after practicing

By the well platform? Jiang Fan thought for a moment, as if he had let go of swords and handkerchiefs. He had no impression whether he had let go of the box of oil.

"Then I'll go and find it. Younger martial brother, you can sit down for a while. There is still hot water in the pot. Remember to pour water for yourself."

Xiaodong also stood up: "elder martial brother, I will go back."

As soon as he got out of the house, he was very popular. Fortunately, the elder martial brothers lived close to each other. Crossing the hanging mountain corridor was where he lived. Xiaodong is really afraid of being blown down by the wind, so he moves back step by step with the railing of the Stone Gallery.

The corridor bridge is in the air, facing the abyss below. Usually, even when the weather is clear, I can't see the bottom when I look down from the bridge. The wind whirled up from the soles of the feet, and the wind was like crying and howling.

He didn't dare to let go of the Bridgeman. If he fell down, the immortal couldn't save him.

After walking two steps across the bridge, Xiaodong breathed a long sigh of relief.

His face was numb, and his face was frozen.

I heard elder martial brother say that the winter of Huihui mountain is very cold, but I didn't expect it to be so cold. He hurried into the inner room and took the warm wood specially prepared by the elder martial brother into his arms. It is said that it is produced in the far southwest of China. It is an island called Linzhou. There is nothing strange about it. It is warm. The piece that master brother brought back was two feet long. Xiaodong held it in his arms and pasted his face.

"Hoo..." Holding warm wood Wu for a long time, I finally feel alive again.

It's said that it's not the coldest time yet. He has wrapped everything he can wear on his body. If it gets colder this day, Xiaodong doubts whether he will be frozen into a man.

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