After receiving the medicine, Mo Xi should take Gu Mang back. He and Jiang Fuli both returned to the hall side by side, and saw Gu Mang sitting cross-legged on the ground, talking to Xiao Lan'er. To be precise, Xiao Laner was teaching Gu Mang to speak.
"Dragonfly." She whispered to him, holding the bamboo dragonfly in her hand.
Gu Man nodded and said, "Dragonfly."
"The dragonfly flies low and it will rain."
Gu Mang nodded again, blue eyes staring at the bamboo dragonfly without blinking.
Seeing his longing look, Xiao Lan'er crooked his head for a moment, and passed him the bamboo dragonfly: "Brother, if you like, this is for you."
Gu Mang's eyes widened suddenly and he stunned, "Give me?"
This little girl hasn't talked to anyone for a long time, her tender little face shows a soft and shy smile, and her cheeks are dimples: "Well, here you are."
Gu Mang's eyes glowed, and he took the bamboo dragonfly with surprise and joy, as if he had received some rare treasure. He held it in his palm for a while, then raised it, and made it in front of Xiao Lan'er. The movement of flying around, both big and small laughed.
They could play God and didn't notice that Jiang Fuli and Mo Xi had returned. Gu Mang smiled and put the bamboo dragonfly in Xiao Lan's hair, and said, "This way, it looks good."
"It looks good on the big brother."
Gu Mang really stood on his head, and the two laughed for a while. Gu Mang thought for a while, and then put the bamboo dragonfly back into Xiao Laner's hand: "I've played it, I will give it back to you."
Xiao Laner stumbled: "Why?"
"I can't take anything from anyone. There is a very fierce ... fierce, fierce and fierce man in my family." Gu Mang made several laps with his hands, and seemed to want to prove that with his poor language and physical movements. How fierce a man is, "Very fierce, I can't help but listen to him when he is in his territory. If he doesn't listen, he will feed me very spicy medicine. He will yell at me."
Mo Ju: "..."
Xiao Laner couldn't help showing compassion. She reached out her hand and touched Gu Man's head: "Big brother is so pitiful." He paused and said, "But this dragonfly is small, not expensive, he I wo n't blame you. I 'll give it to you. The next time you ... uh, can you come to me next time? "
Gu Mangcheng said sincerely, "I like to play with you. However, the dragonfly cannot."
The little girl was very happy to hear the first half, but after listening to the second half, she felt a little disappointment on her face again, and whispered, "It's really not expensive ..."
"To do things, you can change things. This is the rule of Xun Hefu." Gu Mang said, "Or, you have to hit me in order to--"
He didn't finish the words, he was dragged up by Mo Que, Mo Mo stared at him fiercely, and said angrily, "You want a seven-year-old girl to slap you? Do you want a face? Go away, and go back with me."
Jiang Fuli draped sleeves behind them and said leisurely: "Hehe, don't forget what I said to you."
The end-of-year sacrifice of Chonghua refers to the worship of heroes who died during the dynasties.
On the southeast border of Chonghua, there is an abyss, where the bottom of the abyss is deep and the water runs deep, leading all the way to the city of the White Emperor in Xishu. Everyone said that this river would go straight forward, flowing across the mainland of Kyushu, and continuing to the depths of the soul river in the prefecture.
This is the only connection between the realm of the dead and the world of the living.
Chonghua is a country of great grief and honor, with strict rules. Before New Year's Eve every year, the monarch must lead his ministers to worship this Yuanhe, and this year is no exception.
The night before the trip, Li Weiyi found the sacrifice clothing of Mo Xi and held the door of Mo Xi's study.
"Come in."
Li Wei entered the room, next to the full moon purple bamboo window, Mo Xi was scrolling through the book of reading-no matter how many times he looked at, Li Wei would be emotional, his owner is really a rare beauty.
Mo Xi is undoubtedly very tall and heroic. His sharp edge tempered from his bones is very aggressive, but ignoring these features, Mo Xi's appearance is actually very delicate and beautiful. Although he was already thirty, he looked very refined and young when he took off his robes and dressed in a uniform and read a book under the lamp.
However, it is no wonder that he is the God of War and has maintained the most effective hardening and strict self-discipline. Those temptations of drunk life and dream death never erode into his eyes, so he is energetic, clear-headed, and erect like pine and cypress all year round.
This man feels like he is at its peak and will continue to do so forever.
Li Wei does not admire a man, but when he looks at him, he still often dazes for his beauty.
Mo Xi turned the book one page down and scanned it two more lines. Without waiting for Li Wei to turn, he could not help turning his face and asked Jianmei with an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, oh, oh!" Li Wei shook his head quickly and returned to Shinto. "Lord, it's getting late, Minger, it's time for you to get up, take a shower soon."
Mo looked at the water leak, it was indeed too late, so he rolled up and said, "Okay." After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Where has Gu Mang gone?"
"Isn't the Lord going to take him to the Ceremony of the Last Sacrifice? So his subordinates sent him to slap himself and let him clean himself up too."
Mo nodded and nodded, Li Wei always thought about things carefully, avoiding him having to deal with a lot of heart.
There is a pool of hot soup spring in the deepest courtyard of Xunhe House. This is the place where Mo Xi usually bathes. There are many hot springs in Tangdiquan. Almost every aristocratic mansion will have such a pool. I heard that the hot spring pool in Wangshu House is the most luxurious, with sleeping beds, stepping stones, and aromatherapy tables. The totem was also chiseled by the pool, fused with gold, and glowed.
Mo Xi didn't have so much thought to enjoy. His hot spring pool is the most natural in the whole Chonghua. The mountain stone and rock springs are planted next to flowers and trees. What they dug out is no longer an effort to rebuild.
Moreover, the hot spring of the 羲 and mansion has the biggest difference from the hot springs of other nobles-servants.
Other homeowners have baths, female therapists, and even pipa rhetoric. Mo Xi never allowed others to go in and serve with him.
The perennial Rongma battle has given him an instinct to beware of "people". As long as someone is by his side, he cannot completely relax, even the loyal servant who has served him for many years.
The water in Tangchi Bieyuan was misty, flowers were falling on the bluestone path, and Mo went to the Zizhu Pavilion, which was where he changed his clothes. The furnishings in the pavilion are minimalist. There is only one upright case, a stone bench, a bamboo stand for clothes, and the rest is a large bronze mirror made by Yuefu.
Mo Xi raised his hands one by one, except for his own shirt, folded it on the case, then dismantled the ink and released it, **** the high horsetail, and walked towards the hot spring pool.
The water is clear at night, and the white flowers are fragrant. He dives into the pool, ripples, and swings around. Tangquanchi planted hibiscus with spiritual currents. Some colors were crimson if glowing, and some were white as beautiful jade, but they were not as clear as Xi Hejun's clean water, let alone steam fumigation at the moment, which made his face more clear. . He slowly relaxed his bones and leaned against the hot spring stone, narrowing his eyes slightly.
The surroundings are quiet, only the sound of gurgling water can be heard, the slight sound of flowers falling on the water surface, and ...
"Grumbling, rumbling, humming-huh!"
Mo opened his eyes darkly, and was caught by a splash of water. He couldn't believe what he saw—Gu Mang didn't know where he came from, and burst out of the water with blue eyes. The moist color is deep, like satin brocade, with a lotus leaf on the head.
Seeing Mo Xi's almost white face, Gu Mang wiped a handful of water on his face and calmly said, "Is the Lord coming to wash too?"
"You ...!" Mo Xi just felt his heart suffocate, but couldn't say anything for a while.
He glared at the man in front of his eyes, his ears buzzing, and he was very angry and overwhelmed. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you here ?!"
"Li Wei wants me to take a bath." Gu Mang said, "I found a place to wash and found it here."
"Get out of me right away!"
Gu Mang said, "But I haven't washed it yet ..."
"roll!"
People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Gu Mang knew that he was angry and didn't want to argue with him, so he didn't say much any more, stood on the lotus leaves and walked up the water steps. Unlike Moxi, Moxibu Tangquan used to leave a lewd garment, but Gu Mang took all his clothes off. Moxi looked at him out of the water, and at a glance he saw the pair of slender legs in the warm mist and mist ... Something was hot, and Mo suddenly turned away from his face, even the ears turned red.
"Not ready to put on your clothes yet!"
"Oh." Gu Mang went ashore, his footsteps rattling away.
Maybe it was because of his mental insufficiency that he always lost things when he did things. After he went up, he forgot which one he left his clothes in, and looked around to see that the ink in the purple bamboo pavilion was put upright to change the washing ritual.
Your own clothes are clothes, and the clothes that ink is out are also clothes. You can't find the left and right, you might as well pick out ready-made clothes that wear ink out.
Gu Mang thought this way, scratched his head, and went over there.
Raising in white, wearing pieces, gowns, girdles, and belts.
After all the clothes were put on, Gu Man's eyes fell on this strap. He held the strap in his hand, and had some buns, and didn't know where to put it.
Piggyback ... Piggyback ... Where should I admire?
He stood in front of the yellow bronze mirror, gesturing for the scarf, trying to be a belt, it was too thin, and trying to tie his hair, it seemed too thick.
For a while, the **** appeared suddenly, the side of the skull suddenly stinging, Gu Mang raised his forehead, but flashed some scattered fragments related to the band.
It was a familiar scene. On the deck, a vague man stood in front of himself and said hoarsely, "Gu Mang, come back."
You look back ...
He didn't know why he suddenly had such a strange picture, but he felt that he was wearing a blue-gold scarf on his forehead.
He heard himself sneer and said to the man desperately looking for him:
"This kind of pure-blooded aristocrat's scarf, no matter how I was born and died in your country, how many amazing achievements I have established. Because of my origin, I will never think about it."
The man's voice was full of blood and sadness and anger. It was strange that a man could bear so many emotions and bear so many contradictions. How could he still speak so calmly and speak so persistently.
The man said, "That 's the ribbon of honor that only the son of the hero who sacrificed his ancestors. Take it off."
"Really? This is a young monk who wears it. My hand cut his head with a knife. I see that the tape is exquisitely crafted and looks good. It is a pity to wear it on the dead, so ..."
So what?
The screen flashed, and Gu Mang returned to his thoughts, surprised by the dialogue that suddenly popped up in his mind, and seemed to know each other while struggling with this band.
He looked into the waiting bronze mirror for a while, hesitated, and finally, in front of the mirror, put a scarf on his forehead crisscross—yes, this position—he seemed to have a sleepy desire in his heart. An unspeakable bitterness and urgency.
He seemed to be looking forward to wearing this strap for a long time.
In the process, Mo Xi didn't look back until Gu Mang finished wearing, walked back to the pool, and asked, "I'm fine, are you waiting for you?"
Mo Xi then clenched her lips tightly, her face gloomily turned to her face.
At this glance, he froze, and then a raging hate mixed with unexplainable blazing winds and winds stormed into the brain!
"Gu Mang ..."
Gu Mang in the moonlight flower shadow, sacrificial clothing gown stabs snow, the corners of his sleeves are suspended in gold, and three waistbands are stacked and the robe is dragged to the ground. But these are not much. What made Mo's eyes start to turn red is Gu Manpei's blue-gold scarf on the forehead-that is, that is the formal wear of the son of Zhonghua Yinglie ...
Exquisite admiration! !!
For the meritorious service of the Mohist generation, this element must not be missed during the sacrifice. Gu Mang's private note at this time was the relic left by his father.
Mo Xi's heart seemed to be stabbed with a sharp knife, and the pain of splitting flesh came from years ago.
Moxi was almost furious: "You ... you are so brave!"
Gu Mang froze for a moment: "What?"
"Who made you move these things?" Mo squeaked. "Pick off the spirit on your head!"
But Gu Mang didn't know why, for the first time he had such a strong resistance. He staggered back and spit out two words to the man in the hot spring mist pond-
"No."
In these two words, the spark exploded into boiling oil.
Gu Mang clearly saw that Mo Xi 's pupils became so bright instantly, that anger was soaring inside, which made the man 's handsome face extremely horrible. Gu Mang could almost see the city of reason in Mo Xi The eyes were burned into ruins, and the burnt char wood fell in the eyes, splashing fire tongues.
Ink rose from the water in a whisper, the white lewd clothes were exposed, the water droplets transpired on his undulating strong chest, his eyes were so hot, and an indescribable evil spirit was all over his body.
Dark clouds over the city want to destroy.
Gu Mang turned and tried to run. Mo Xi hadn't landed yet. Standing halfway in the Tangchi, he raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.
Gu Mang was pushed into the fountain by him.
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The author has something to say: character card stickers ~
Jiang Fuli
Height: 179cm
Status: Terminator
Talking: Super Doctor
Title: If you lose your temper, you will be pleased to be the Devil
Speaking: Chong Hua Zhi
Hobbies: Money
Hate: poor
Favorite Color: Green
Hate Color: Red
Favorite Food: Pine Nut Catfish
Nasty food: duck
Weapon: It is a mystery, so far I have only seen him hit people with money.
Gu Mangmang: Crab "Hua Yi" mines x 2 "Riverside Evening Winds" mines x 2 "Easy life agent agent self-closing" mines x 2 "Shimada Naruto rolls" mines x 4 "clouds have no intention to escape" "Mer Brothers" My Love "" Jiang "Mine x2" Did you pack meat today? "" Xingyue "" Dill "Mine x2" Outlander "Mine x2" Xie Su "Mine x2" Huazi Gauge "" The most handsome Minor Eleven "mines x3" Yu Liujun cherry blossoms opened "mines x2" into the river Yan Yan "mines x4" loose to you "mines x2," mountain moon tonight "," Mr. Ji "" March World Wood Bug "mines x2 "Waterfall into the river" mines x2 "Yichen Chen" mines x2 "Huahuan" mines x2 "linko" mines x13 "back time" "one meter of sunshine" "male son ink." Mines x2 "bilgewater" mines x2 "a pig" "Nicknames are not important" mines x2 "Jiangshanke" "Late Night Yuheng _ declined visit" "small dump" mines x2, throw mines ~
"I don't know the East is already white" grenade x2, "Riverside Evening Wind Yin", "Wenzhu" grenade x2, "youre" throwing grenade ~
"Jack" rocket launcher x2 ~~
"Wife's pro-wife" throws a shallow water bomb ~~