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Mu Di froze and suddenly stopped moving.

Zhao Yiqing was terribly worried at first, and was in a hurry to get down. Seeing Mu Di's strange reaction, he didn't move. He lay on Mu Di's back and asked, "Could it be that your injury is already healed?" ?”

Mu Di's health is very good, and the wound heals faster than ordinary people. Although his back is seriously injured, it is a flesh wound after all, and it heals quickly.

But Mu Di flatly denied it: "No!"

The one with a firm attitude, if Zhao Yiqing didn't understand him, he would have believed it.

An angry Zhao Yiqing slapped him hard on the back, "Is it fun to lie to me? Or are you happy to see me worried?"

Cold sweat started to break out on Mu Di's forehead, and he was silent for a while and replied: "The injury on my back... still hurts, but it doesn't hurt if I have you."

This is simply a love story!

But Zhao Yiqing didn't take this kind of trick, he struggled to get off Mu Di, kicked his calf, and cursed: "Slick tongue!"

After kicking, he turned around and began to climb the stairs bitterly by himself. For a long time, Mu Di didn't catch up, so he became even more angry and started running.

Running and running, suddenly Zhao Yiqing flew up, and he was so scared that he looked dazed.

Mu Di held Zhao Yiqing in his arms, and whispered in his ear, "Take you flying."

In this way, Mu Di used lightness skills to catch up all the way, and quickly arrived at the temple. He looked at Zhao Yiqing with the mood of asking for credit, but found that Zhao Yiqing was still in shock.

Mu Di suddenly felt something was wrong, he put Zhao Yiqing on the ground, and took two steps back indiscriminately, distanced himself from Zhao Yiqing.

"Mu! Chang! Zhuo!"

Sure enough, Zhao Yiqing's face turned black, and he wanted to beat Mu Di after chasing him.

Mu Di ran away, but he didn't dare to run too fast, for fear of tiring Zhao Yiqing.

Zhao Yiqing shouted while chasing: "Stop! Who the hell told you to fly with me??? You scared me to death!!!"

Mu Di ran with a blank expression on his face, but Zhao Yiqing could see that he was flustered. Suddenly, Mu Di disappeared while running.

Zhao Yiqing:? ? ?

As a result, the thin young man was left alone in the huge open space.

It is very cold on Xiangshan Mountain, the heavy snow has not melted a few days ago, the whole mountaintop is covered with snow, and there are still ice crystals hanging on the branches, and the sunlight is crystal clear and beautiful.

It's just that this situation, coupled with a young man who is alone, shows a bit of loneliness, as if the young man does not belong here.

Zhao Yiqing's mood was also similar to this scene, a little chilly, he stood there in a daze, clutching his heart, and suddenly found that Mu Di was not by his side, his hands were numb from the cold.

He suddenly began to think about the relationship between him and Mu Di. They seemed to have skipped the relationship of love and entered into marriage, and they were the kind who had to spend a lifetime together.

So Zhao Yiqing forgave him, rationally told Zhao Yiqing that he could forgive Mu Di for many things, his past, the people he put on top of his heart, he must forgive, because he knew that if he did not forgive, his life would be extremely miserable.

It's just the heart, it's terribly cold.

It was like holding a handful of snow and stuffing it into his heart, the cold snow water spread from the arteries to the whole body, even the tips of the toes were cold.

Suddenly, as if in response to Zhao Yiqing's mood, snow fell from the sky and fell on Zhao Yiqing's head.

He lowered his eyes and stood alone quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and a red plum suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yiqing.

"give you."

It was Mu Di who came.

He held up a red plum and handed it in front of Zhao Yiqing's eyes. He was still panting. Zhao Yiqing looked around, but he couldn't see a single red plum. He didn't know how far Mu Di ran to pick it.

The red plums were like a ball of fire, occupying Zhao Yiqing's entire vision and melting the ice and snow in his eyes.

The boy standing in the snow suddenly rolled his eyes, took Hongmei and said, "Next time, don't stay so far away from me again."

Then he took the initiative to hold Mu Di's hand.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

"Because you're not with me?"

The boy's love words were better than the general's, and the general's ears turned red and he stopped talking.

The two walked into the temple quietly and intimately.

Although the temple is called a temple, it is a dilapidated small Taoist temple without a name. Zhao Yiqing almost thought he came to the wrong place.

It was only after Mu Di explained to him that he understood.

It turned out that the temple was just a name given by others. There was only this temple on Xiangshan, and it didn't have any name. We only knew that there were statues of gods in it. Over time, everyone called him the temple.

The temple is far away from the city, the roads are difficult to walk, and there are no people around all day long. In addition, the Taoist priests in the temple often live in secluded places, haunted by ghosts, and there are not many people who come to worship at the beginning, and even fewer later. , Now some people know that the temple is all attributed to the Taoist priest who goes down the mountain to preach every year in the summer.

Zhao Yiqing and the others entered the door, but found that there was no one in the temple. They were a little confused, and asked Mu Di, "Did my mother say the wrong date? Why is there no one here?"

"Someone." Mu Di said affirmatively.

"Where?"

After Zhao Yiqing asked, Mu Di picked up a stone from the ground and led him to the main hall.

Mu Di threw the stone upwards, and suddenly a person fell from the beam above the statue and hit the tribute table.

"Ouch! Is it that little thief who dares to attack the poor?"

The man was about forty years old, with a small goatee, wearing a washed white Taoist robe, smelled of alcohol, and looked drunk.

He stood up, just about to scold Zhao Yiqing and the others again, but found that he threw the tribute all over the floor, muttering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

But he did lay out the tribute in his hands slowly, and even picked up an apple, wiped it on his clothes, and took a big bite, and put it back when he found it was not tasty.

Only then did he turn his head and see Zhao Yiqing and Mu Di.

After seeing Zhao Yiqing, he was stunned for two seconds, then quickly straightened his body, stroked his goatee like a fairy, and said: "It turns out that it's not dyed."

Zhao Yiqing: ... No matter how much you pretend now, you don't feel like a fairy anymore! Hey!

Although Zhao Yiqing complained a lot in his heart, he didn't show it at all on his face. Instead, he explained the purpose of his visit very politely, and the Taoist leader nodded, very satisfied.

"The things to pray for are already prepared by Pindao, you can entrust the fortune to Pindao."

The Fuyuan bag was referring to Zhao Yiqing's little embroidered red cloth bag, which he brought with him when he came here today, and hurriedly handed it to the Taoist priest.

Daoist Priest still looked like a worldly expert, but as soon as Zhao Yiqing handed him the blessing bag, his expression changed suddenly.

"Have you opened it?!"

Zhao Yiqing looked confused, he must have never opened it, but he didn't know if he had opened it before he wore it.

It's just that the Taoist priest didn't wait for his answer, but he pinched his fingers and didn't know what to do, and finally returned the little red cloth bag to Zhao Yiqing with a solemn expression.

"Everything has a destiny. Your destiny has changed. There is no need for Pindao to pray for you every year."

Zhao Yiqing's heart skipped a beat. Not only did his fate change, but his whole core changed.

Mu Di wanted to ask something else, but Zhao Yiqing felt guilty, afraid that the priest of the temple would see something, so he pulled Mu Di and prepared to get up and leave.

It's just that when he was going out, the Taoist chief suddenly called Zhao Yiqing to a stop.

"Wait a minute, General Mu has been poisoned."