Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

Even Mu Feng looked at the figure of Mo Yuan riding his horse down the hillside, caught in a dilemma. It was not a good idea to chase him, or not to chase him. Seeing that Mo Yuan's figure was about to disappear into the white world, he took a deep breath, made a decisive decision, and blew away. He whistled to call his horse to chase Mo Yuan.

Horses that have been raised for many years are naturally humane. Even Mu Feng made a few gestures, and the horse understood what he meant, neighed and raised its hooves to leave, chasing Mo Yuan.

Lian Mufeng stood in the circle, rubbing his hands on his face, the image of Mo Yuan weeping silently before was lingering in his mind, which made his heart ache so badly, but after the pain passed, he calmed down again and started Thinking about whether Mo Yuan let him stand in the circle to take the opportunity to leave or to test him.

Thinking of this, Lian Mufeng's heart gradually settled down. He knew his Arong too well. Arong was cruel to his enemies, but soft-hearted to those he cared about. Ao Ye is still a soft-hearted person after all.

he won't really leave...

Thinking of this, Lian Mufeng was filled with tenderness again, and tenderness appeared in his eyes looking into the distance.

Mo Yuan walked non-stop for half an hour. He couldn't wait to leave, but he slowed down. The farther away he was, the more painful he felt. It seemed that an invisible string tied him to Lian Mufeng. At this time, the rope was pulled tighter and tighter, making him unable to breathe.

He stopped the horse, and the horses following him also stopped, causing his own horse to look back and neigh from time to time.

Walking together all the way, the two horses have already gotten along with each other, let alone people.

At this moment, Mo Yuan calmed down and remembered that Lian Mufeng almost died in order to find him in the southern border. It took him three years to find him. During these three years, he also raised a son for him. The son is so close to him, it must be because he fell A lot of hard work, this time he was afraid that he would encounter danger when he went to the southern border alone, so he specially accompanied him all the way, and he took care of him a lot on the way. He knew himself well, and he could easily carve snowmen...

If you want to count them in detail, you can count them in half a day.

Lian Mufeng started looking for him three years ago, so he must have liked him for more than three years. If there were four years, even Mu Feng was no more than four years ago. Could it be that the "Arong" he said is not the same as him? Dear sweetheart?But if it's the love of a sweetheart, how can it be possible to just give up?It doesn't make sense at all.

Could it be that Ah Rong is really himself?

The more Mo Yuan thought about it, the more he had a headache, and he couldn't help but leaned down on the horse's neck, layers of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and when he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the neighing of the horse in his ears, and was suddenly awakened, he straightened up, looked around When the horse came over, looked at its big flickering eyes, inexplicably recalled the beauty in the cave, paused, and said to himself in a daze: "I really called him Mu Feng?"

A snowflake fell on his face, and he raised his hand to wipe it off, frowning.

I thought the snow had stopped, but I didn't expect it to fall again so soon...

Is Lian Mufeng still standing in the circle?

Mo Yuan became restless, his hand holding the rein loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and it didn't take long for a bunch of messy horseshoe prints to appear on the surrounding snow.

Everything was silent, Mo Yuan heard his heart beating. He blinked and shook off the snow particles from his eyelashes. After an unknown amount of time, he finally gritted his teeth, turned his horse's head and ran back along the same road. .

As the snow fell harder and harder, Mo Yuan felt a little anxious in his heart, so he couldn't help speeding up his horse. When he arrived at the hillside, the snow had become as heavy as a goose feather, and the flying snow captivated his eyes. He raised his head, First he saw a snowman resembling himself, then he cast his eyes halfway up the mountain, and then saw a snowman resembling Lian Mufeng in another circle, and his breath suddenly stopped.

Thinking that Lian Mufeng was completely covered by snow, Mo Yuan was so frightened that his face instantly turned pale. When he was about to fly over, he realized that it was a real snowman. , the pale complexion immediately darkened again.

Lian Mufeng, who was squatting on the ground to trim the snowman's clothes, stood up in surprise when he heard the sound of the horse's hooves, and saw Mo Yuan rushing to him with a gloomy expression, and immediately said with a smile, "You're back!"

Seeing him poking his head out from behind the snowman, Mo Yuan froze for a moment. His eyes inspected his snow-covered face and bright eyes. His face became uncomfortable. He pursed his lips and snorted coldly, and walked past him. Go to the cave.

The two horses followed him to the cave.

Lian Mufeng looked back at his straight back, and shouted, "Is it two hours?"

Mo Yuan paused for a moment, without turning his head, he just said coldly, "How do I know?"

Lian Mufeng smiled and asked again: "Can I come out?"

Mo Yuan ignored him.

Lian Mufeng seemed to be talking to himself: "I don't know if it's two hours, but I can't give up halfway, I'd better stand for a while."

Mo Yuan frowned. When he walked into the cave, he stepped on too much force and broke a piece of firewood at the door. He sat down in front of the extinguished fire and poured medicine into the medicine bowl that he hadn't had time to clean up. There was a rampage in the chest, and I just felt that I was stupid.

People who practice martial arts have never suffered. How big is it to stand in the snow for two hours?

The more Mo Yuan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't know what he was angry about. After sitting for a while, he walked to the entrance of the cave and looked out. He saw Lian Mufeng standing next to the snowman smiling at himself, and couldn't help turning cold: "What are you laughing at? I came back because you have raised my son for three years, there is no merit but hard work, and I can't bear you to stand out in the cold."

Lian Mufeng's smile has never been broken since seeing him come back, and now he smiled brightly, the expression on his face almost hurt Mo Yuan's eyes, he smiled and said: "Isn't it right for you to come back? No How do you know if I have stood for two hours when I come back?"

Mo Yuan was at a loss for words, and was about to turn around and sit back, when he suddenly heard a rumbling in his stomach.

Lian Mufeng had excellent ears, so he heard it naturally, and quickly patted the snow on his head and body: "Are you hungry? It must be noon, it's almost two hours, I'll come over and cook for you."

Mo Yuan's face was a little uncomfortable: "No need, it's not that I can't eat myself."

"Then how can it be the same?" Lian Mufeng strode over and started working without saying a word, without mentioning whether he believed his words or not, he just asked, "It's too late to cook, how about some noodles?"

Mo Yuan had a short mouth, pursed his lips and replied vaguely: "Yes."

Lian Mufeng smiled and said, "Let's have a taste of the taste of boiled noodles in snow water."

The fire was rekindled in the cave, and the snow outside the cave was still heavy, and it couldn't stop for a while. Fortunately, the two of them just bought a lot of things in Yangzhou not long ago, so it's not a problem to stay here for a few days. It took some effort to dry the firewood, and Mo Yuan saw that even Mu Feng was busy, but he didn't know how much he believed him, and it was even more difficult to distinguish the taste when he took the bowl of noodles he handed over after a while.

After the two were full, Lian Mufeng tidied up briefly and fed the horse. Having nothing to do for a while, he sat down beside Mo Yuan, looked outside the cave and said, "Look at the two snowmen outside."

Mo Yuan reluctantly followed his gaze.

Lian Mufeng said again: "You are looking at the scene, I am looking at you."

Mo Yuan inexplicably felt his nose sour, and turned his head to look at the two horses eating beans: "It's all covered by snow, it doesn't look like it anymore."

Lian Mufeng got up and pulled out a branch as thick as an arm from the pile of firewood at the side, sat down beside him again, pulled out a dagger and split the branch in two, and said with a smile: "I'll re-carve two little people, so I won't be afraid of being killed." Snow covered."

Mo Yuan wanted to say, "Who's afraid of being covered by the snow", but seeing that Lian Mufeng had already started to work with his head down, he swallowed the words again.

There was silence in the cave for a moment, Mo Yuan quietly watched Lian Mufeng's sculpture, his eyes fell on his side face, seeing his serious and focused expression, his heart ached again and again.

The two wood carvings took nearly half a day. Lian Mufeng was obviously not as proficient in carving his own portrait as Mo Yuan's. During the period, he was almost scrapped several times. In the end, it was [-]% to [-]% like, and Mo Yuan's portrait was lifelike, on par with the snowman before, and there was no bump in the whole process.

Lian Mu Feng stuffed the two woodcarvings into Mo Yuan's hands, and said with a smile, "For you."

Mo Yuan lowered his eyes to look at it, the palms of his hands were very hot, as if he was holding two balls of fire, the two balls of fire spread directly along his arms to his whole body, and finally gathered in his chest, leaving a deep burn in his heart.

The sound of the firewood breaking made the cave even more silent, and the sky outside had already darkened. Even Mu Feng started cooking dinner again. When it was time to eat, he caught a glimpse of Mo Yuan putting the two woodcarvings into the bag, and he was overjoyed. He grabbed his hand while passing the chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Do you trust me?"

Mo Yuan glanced at him, but said nothing.

Lian Mufeng knew that he was still not at ease, so he didn't push him any more, he let go of his hand and said, "Let's eat." After thinking about it, he said, "After eating, I have to apply medicine."

Mo Yuan said indifferently: "Applying medicine is much easier than making wood carvings, you apply it yourself."

Lian Mufeng: "..."

My daughter-in-law is back, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

Lian Mufeng comforted himself. After the meal, he honestly made the decoction delicious, changed the dressing and tied it up again. During the period, he looked at Mo Yuan several times, and he propped his head and closed his eyes to fall asleep. A look of indifference to himself.

After all, Lian Mufeng couldn't help it, and leaned over to wrap him in his arms, quite cautiously: "It's cold in the night, you sleep next to me."

Mo Yuan didn't struggle, and leaned silently in his arms, hating his amnesia for the first time.

Seeing that he was rarely docile, Lian Mufeng breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him tightly, and covered his face with warm breath.

After a while, Mo Yuan suddenly said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Lian Mufeng naturally didn't want to hide it from him, but he was afraid that he might go mad, so he paused for a moment and said, "I'll tell you slowly, just listen, don't think about it, don't force yourself to remember, okay?"

Mo Yuan thought for a moment, then nodded.

The snow fell quietly that night, there was no wind outside, and it wasn't very cold in the cave, so Lian Mu Feng didn't cover the entrance of the cave, and only pulled the cloak to wrap the two of them tightly.

Mo Yuan was hugged by him all night, listening to the past.

Lian Mufeng knew that he was smart, and he was afraid that his half-covered description would make him suspicious, and instead cause him to go crazy because of his research, so he simply told everything.

The thing was so bizarre that Mo Yuan was dumbfounded. The more he listened to it, the more he felt that he was making things up. He could bear it at the beginning, but he couldn't help it when he mentioned Ah Shi later, and turned around to interrupt him: "Wait! Ah Shi is I gave birth? My belly?"

Lian Mufeng nodded: "Yes, I know you don't believe it, but it's true, your master and brothers all know it."

Mo Yuan sat up straight and looked at him, curling up the corners of his lips in a half-smile: "Listen to you, I'm really devoted to you, I'll flirt with you as soon as we meet, and I'm willing to conceive and have a baby for you in October. "

Lian Mufeng knew that admitting it would make him feel shameless, but he nodded solemnly: "That's true."

Mo Yuan's eyes revealed a joke: "Brother Lian is so capable, he must have been as graceful as an exiled immortal at that time, right?"

Lian Mufeng: "..."

After Mo Yuan finished speaking, he felt his heart beating faster for no reason, so he sat back with his lips pressed together, and suddenly fell silent.

Lian Mufeng hugged him tightly, buried his head in his neck, the image that appeared in the nightmare once flashed in his mind, closed his eyes to resist the surging pain, and explained in a low voice: "I also had many doubts, I don't understand how you fell in love with me so easily, and then I realized that maybe we knew each other in the previous life, but you have the memory of the previous life, but I don't."

After hearing what he said, Mo Yuan wanted to laugh at him for pulling out his previous life, but immediately felt the pain he was suppressing, and finally pursed his lips tightly, and didn't speak for a while.

If even Mu Feng is lying, then the lie is too big. It is not easy to weave it so tightly, but if it is true, it sounds really unbelievable.

Because it was too bizarre, Mo Yuan couldn't empathize with him, and he didn't have the idea of ​​pursuing his memory, which saved Lian Mufeng from worrying about him going crazy.

Seeing that he no longer questioned, Lian Mufeng continued to talk, and didn't stop until the sky was twilight.

Seeing Mo Yuan's unbelieving expression, he thought for a while and said slowly: "Actually, these are all lies to you."

Mo Yuan: "..."

"It's not that complicated." Lian Mufeng continued, "We knew each other a long time ago. At that time, you were stubborn and narrow-minded, and you deliberately lied to me with a fake name. It was not until Mr. Liuyun cured my grandfather's old illness that our two factions It was only when we started dating that I realized that your name is Mo Yuan and not A Rong, but the habit has already been formed, and it is difficult to change your mouth."

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng looked at him.

Mo Yuan raised the corners of his lips: "Which one should I believe?"

Lian Mufeng said sternly: "Choose a letter that pleases your ears, no matter which one you believe in, you and A Rong are the same person."

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng said: "The snow hasn't stopped yet, shall we leave in two days?"

Mo Yuan snorted unhappily, as a promise.

Lian Mufeng knew that most of his grievances had been eliminated, and his heart was slightly relaxed. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he kissed him on the neck. Seeing that his eyebrows were raised as if he was about to get angry, he jumped up and said: "It's dawn! I'll boil some water! "

Mo Yuan caught a glimpse of the smile in his eyes, turned his head, but remained silent.

Chapter 118 [Believe] How did you turn your face again?You can't believe the sweet words of the wild man!

The snow stopped on the second day, and the two led the horses to continue on the road. Later, they encountered ice and had to spend the night at the farmhouse. They slept together in the same bed that night. Mo Yuan was held in Lian Mufeng's arms, and he felt very at ease.

Mo Yuan thought: Maybe what Lian Mufeng said is true.

The next journey went smoothly, and the two of them arrived at Liuyun Medical Valley not long after. Lian Mufeng sent Mo Yuan into Medical Valley all the way. When parting, he hugged him reluctantly, and whispered: "After the year For my grandfather's [-]th birthday, there will be a big banquet for guests, how about you come and stay for a few more days?"

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and there was no sound in the Valley of Medicine. The lake was frozen, and the weeping willows by the lake were only bare branches. There wasn't any chill, but I wanted to raise my arms to wrap around his back several times, but I still retracted them, finally broke free from his arms, and said coldly, "No."

Lian Mufeng's heart tightened: "You promised well before!"

Mo Yuan glanced at him with a half-smile: "I didn't know you still had A Rong in your heart before."

Lian Mufeng: "..."

These days, Mo Yuan's thoughts are deep, he seems to accept his closeness, but keeps a distance from him, presumably he thinks the things he said are somewhat credible, but he dare not believe them lightly, feeling uneasy, I'm thinking about it.

Lian Mufeng felt distressed but couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you eating your own vinegar?"

Mo Yuan sneered: "I'm jealous? That's why you, Arong, who threw himself into his arms as soon as we met and has no regrets for you, will be jealous."

Lian Mufeng choked, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the smile.

Mo Yuan turned his head uncomfortably: "I have to go back and report to Master."

Lian Mufeng didn't want to press every step of the way, so he didn't stop at Yigu. Before leaving, he pulled him and kissed him quickly on the lips. Seeing that he was about to struggle, he hurriedly cut his hands behind his back and pried him open. She kissed him hard before letting him go, then kissed the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "I'll wait for you!"

Mo Yuan: "..."

"I still owe you a consultation fee, remember to come and ask for it." Lian Mufeng kissed him on the lips again, and then reluctantly left.

Mo Yuan's lips were numb, and he stared blankly at his leaving figure.

Not long after, there was movement in the Medical Valley. Mo Yuan stood by the lake pondering for a moment, and instead of rushing to find Liuyun, he went back to his small courtyard and pointed his index finger at the surprised Douzi: " Shh—I want to sleep, so please keep quiet."

Douzi nodded quickly.

Mo Yuan walked two steps in and then turned back: "By the way, go and call Ah Chun over quietly, and don't let other people know, especially the eldest son."

Douzi scratched his head, both puzzled and distressed: "Ah Chun followed the eldest son to practice martial arts, and has always lived with the eldest son. I will call Ah Chun, and the eldest son will definitely be alarmed."

Mo Yuan came over and pinched his face: "Then you won't pick a time when the eldest son is not around? Or lure the eldest son away?"

"Oh! That's true!" Dou Zi's eyes widened, he was enlightened, and soon ran over excitedly.

Mo Yuan hadn't waited long before Ah Chun came and called him "Master" as always when he entered the door. Mo Yuan didn't correct his address this time, but smiled instead: "Ah Chun, I remembered, you really It's my apprentice."

When Ah Chun heard this, he fell to his lap in excitement: "Master! You really remembered?"

Mo Yuan nodded, sighed and said, "I only remember part of it. I remember most clearly when I accepted you as an apprentice in Yingcheng."

Ah Chun's eyes widened, and he didn't know whether he was flattered or frightened: "The thing that Master remembers most clearly is actually something related to me?!"

Mo Yuan secretly observed his expression, and said indifferently: "It's not all, it's mainly because Mu Feng was there at that time."

Ah Chun laughed and gave him a knowing look: "So that's how it is..."

Mo Yuan smiled, and said again: "I still remember that time when you pretended to be me to fool Mu Feng, and the shopkeeper also followed you to cover up, you imitated me very well, and you really fooled Mu Feng. "

Ah Chun said with a big grin: "Hey, don't mention it, it was not exposed later, even the master of the young castle knew everything, and I was still singing in front of him, and was laughed at by everyone, so embarrassing that I almost threw myself into the lake .”

Mo Yuan's heart skipped a beat, but his face was blank: "I have some impressions, but I can't remember clearly. Was it because I was pregnant when I brought him back to Medicine Valley?"

As soon as Ah Chun heard that he had even remembered such an important matter, he immediately relaxed his vigilance, slapped his thigh and said, "Yes! Master, you were pregnant at that time, and you were going back to raise your baby. Later, the old castle master and the castle master both came Yes, master, you and Lian Shaobao's marriage have been negotiated, and our Medical Valley will be full of excitement at that time!"

Mo Yuan's heart began to "thump, bang" and went through his mind all the things that Lian Mufeng told him before, and tried a few more words, and it was completely consistent with what Ah Chun said.

It took Ah Chun a long time to realize something was wrong: "Huh? Master, why did you ask me to come here? By the way, Master Lian Shaobao, why did you come back alone?"

Mo Yuan stabilized his mind, and said with a calm smile: "He has something to hurry back, I asked you to come here to ask, you have been studying with the eldest son for so long, would you still follow me, I haven't done it all these years Take care of you, I feel really guilty."

"I am willing! Of course I am willing!" Ah Chun was so excited that tears almost filled his eyes, "Ouch! Master, your old man finally recognizes me!"

Mo Yuan nodded: "In that case, I'll go and tell my brother. But right now I have something to do, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until the next year to formally become a teacher."

Ah Chun laughed so hard he couldn't see his teeth: "Everything is under Master's arrangement!"

Mo Yuan said again: "By the way, I only remember part of it, and many memories are still vague, so please don't say anything."

Ah Chun had no doubt about him, and nodded repeatedly.

Mo Yuan's smile deepened: "Look at you, you're so happy. The eldest son has worked hard all these years without merit. You're trying to make him sad!"

Achun scratched his head embarrassingly: "I will restrain myself when I go back. In fact, the eldest son has always disliked me, and always called me stupid, saying that he would not want such an apprentice for nothing. Master, you can pick it up like a treasure." , I will move to Master you in the future, the eldest son should be very happy."

Mo Yuan: "..."

You are quite stupid.

Ah Chun stayed there not long before leaving. Douzi came in to make a bed for Mo Yuan, but saw him sitting on a chair in a daze, with smiles on his brows and eyes, and somehow remembered something happy.

Afraid of disturbing him, Douzi walked in on tiptoe, just as his hand touched the quilt, he caught a glimpse of him standing up and walking out, and hurriedly turned his head and shouted: "Second Young Master, are you awake?"

Mo Yuan waved his hand at him, smiling broadly: "Don't sleep, don't make the bed."

Douzi walked up to him and asked curiously, "What happy things happened to Second Young Master?"

Mo Yuan glanced at him, smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "It's nothing, is Master there? How is the fourth child? Are you healthy?"

Douzi covered his face and nodded, with a slightly strange expression on his face: "Young Master is here, Fourth Young Master...is pretty good too."

Mo Yuan didn't think much about it, and went to Liu Yun with the two scrolls brought back from Southern Border, but he waited and waited until Liu Yun showed up, he was at a loss: "Master hasn't gotten up yet?"

Yuan Bao's face was flushed red: "Um...not at all."

Mo Yuan glanced at him, and leaned over curiously: "Why is your face so red?"

Yuan Bao faltered: "Maybe...maybe a little hot."

Mo Yuan was a little hungry, so he didn't ask any further questions. He rummaged around in the room, found a can of walnuts, and opened it to eat. After eating, he remembered that he didn't even bother Mu Feng to eat breakfast, and drove him away , I felt so guilty, it was both sour and sweet, and I didn't even taste the walnut kernel.

Just as his thoughts were wandering, footsteps sounded outside the door, and Mo Yuan raised his head: "Master...cough..."

Liu Yun raised his foot and walked in, his expression as cold as ever, he looked no different than usual, but he was holding Tang Tang in one hand, the two were very close, and there was an inexplicable intimacy between them.

Mo Yuan was shocked.

Tang Tang broke free with his hand, his cheeks flushed, and he grinned, "Second brother, you're back!"

Mo Yuan was almost choked to death by the walnuts, and coughed so loudly: "Back...back..."

Tang Tang quickly poured him a glass of water, and he took it and poured it in gulp, and he finally recovered, but the lingering fear after seeing a ghost in broad daylight was still lingering.

Liu Yun's expression remained unchanged, he pulled Tang Tang to sit down at the table, and said lightly, "Have you found it?"

Mo Yuan calmed down, tried his best to ignore the thousands of doubts in his heart, took out the two scrolls and spread them out on the table, and detailed the news he had inquired about in southern Xinjiang, but he couldn't help but turn his eyes to the stream when he was speaking. Yun and Tang Tang were itchy with curiosity.

Afterwards, Queshan also came over, facing Mo Yuan's puzzled eyes, raised his brows, and gave him a meaningful smile.

Seeing his smile, Mo Yuan became angry, temporarily put aside the matter of his master and his fourth brother, took a chance to block Queshan in the middle of the road, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I have something to ask you."

Queshan took a step back, and Dayi said lingeringly, "I won't say anything! You can ask fourth brother about Master!"

Mo Yuan took a step forward: "It's not about Master, it's about Lian Mufeng."

Queshan suddenly laughed: "Oh, I said it earlier, you can ask me what you want, the brother will know everything and say everything!"

Mo Yuan said: "When you said this last time, we almost got into a fight."

Queshan: "..."

Mo Yuan asked, "Let me ask you, who is A Rong?"

Queshan's eyebrows jumped, his thoughts turned around, and he approached him in a low voice: "What? That kid Lian Mufeng has revealed his secrets? As I said earlier, he never forgets Ah Shi's mother, and now he is here to show love to you again." , What is this other than a beast? Don't worry, there is a master to back you up, if he dares to mess around, I'll break his leg!"

Mo Yuan's face suddenly became hot: "Don't talk nonsense, just tell me, who is A Rong?"

Queshan said "tsk": "I still don't understand? Ah Rong is your wife!" He began to roll up his sleeves, "Did that thing that is not as good as a beast take advantage of you?"

"Get out!" Mo Yuan turned around and left.

Queshan laughed and shouted behind him: "Why did you turn your face again? You can't believe the wild man's sweet words!"

Mo Yuan ignored him, and hurried back to his small courtyard.

Douzi came up to meet him: "Second Young Master, what good thing happened to you again?"

"Yeah." Mo Yuan smiled and flicked him on the forehead, lifted his foot upstairs, opened the suitcase directly upstairs, took out the simple jade hairpin in the box, took off the hairpin on his head, and wrapped his hair with the jade hairpin. The bun is tied up again.

The author has something to say: Gouzi patted Ah Chun on the shoulder: Good job!

Ah Chun had a flattering face: Master!