Leave it to the uncle to buy road money

The carriage was driving smoothly on the forest road.

As usual, Yaba was sitting in the front and driving the carriage. Inside the carriage, Mrs. Qing was sitting on the side. Gu Qiansheng leaned his head on the bumpy interior of the carriage, closed his eyes slightly, and swayed with the bumps, apparently awake Yes, just don't know what he was thinking.

In the small place, the atmosphere was strangely stagnant.

Somewhat abruptly, the bumpy carriage stopped.

Mrs. Qing's sitting figure moved slightly, and just about to ask, Yaba's voice came in.

"Ma'am, the road was blocked when we came here."

Mrs. Qing leaned forward, stretched out her hand to open the curtain, and looked outside, "What's going on."

The road was blocked as usual, the thick trees beside the road were sawed off in a row, like corpses arranged symmetrically on the official road, and the blue sky and daylight also made people feel extremely weird.

The tree fell neatly, obviously someone made it on purpose.

And just before reaching the blocked road, there is a fork in the road.

The current situation is clearly that someone deliberately forced them to take a detour.

Did those people know about them and are now waiting for her on their way back?Mrs. Qing looked at a smooth road and a blocked road in front of her, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

I deliberately left such a path here for her.

Back then, relying on the Mother Gu, no matter which way you go, the final destination is to find Junli, but the other party may not know why he came to Qichuan, how he decided on the route, or Would be so merciful, just let yourself waste some twists and turns and still be able to rush back to the government.

From this point of view, there must be an ambush on the seemingly smooth official road.

But if they continued the way they came here, the official road was blocked, and they had to drive a carriage through the forest.

It seemed that because the carriage stopped for a long time, Gu Qiansheng slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Mrs. Qing's back blocking him. He couldn't see outside, and he still didn't know why the carriage stopped.

From that day on, he seldom talked to Mrs. Qing, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. It seemed that the vague bond with someone disappeared in an instant, and an inexplicable loss emerged from his heart. , with a slight sadness, it seems that apart from the lack of love gu, his thoughts have not changed as he first predicted.

On the contrary, that kind of liking seemed to have been fermented, thinking that he would never see each other again, he felt that everything was meaningless, especially when he thought about it, from now on, Jun Li's memory would never leave anything about him Fragments, he felt that his whole body was numb.

He didn't think about anything, didn't want to act, he did what Mrs. Qing said.

But this kind of discomfort seems to be increasing day by day, it is not obvious at the beginning, after realizing that the love gu has really been destroyed, it seems that a hole has been opened in the closed heart, and then the real emotion deepens day by day.

At this time, he felt more and more his true intentions.

Maybe it had nothing to do with love Gu when he fell in love at the beginning, it was just because of love Gu that he had the courage to forget the emotional barrier that cannot be tolerated by the world.

He has always been a coward. If he wants to do something, he must first think of an excuse.

Because of his mood, his internal injuries have not improved, and he has not taken good care of his mood, and he can't put any new things in his mind except for the memories that have been turned over and over again.

But this reincarnation time and time again only made him continue to deepen his pain.

Although Mrs. Qing could see that something was wrong with him, she felt that he was staying in Qi Chuan because of his internal injuries, coupled with the fact that his love gu had been swallowed up and his injuries worsened. She was also afraid that the people sent by the Gu family would find them.

Only returning to Gu's house is the safest place for their mother and son.

The old man may not live for decades, but it is still possible to protect the mother and son until Qiansheng leaves. As for herself, there is always a way.

But now, those people are still here.

Mrs. Qing frowned, took two steps back, and sat back where she was just now.

Without the support of manpower, the raised curtain fell lightly, and there was no wind outside. Gu Qian couldn't get up and saw only the carriage with horses in front, and a small piece of Yaba's back.

Mrs. Qing sat back, but the carriage still didn't move.

The black horse stood in the middle of the road and rubbed its hooves on the ground a little bored, while the cicada in the nearby forest was barking, which was extremely annoying for a while.

Mrs. Qing was even more uncertain.

There was a crisp sound of horseshoes not far away, and a blue shadow appeared in the forest in the distance. The speed of that blue shadow was not particularly fast. It seemed that the road in the forest was not easy to walk, but the blue shadow gradually became clear.

The man looked like a scholar, with his hair wrapped around his head by a blue cloth to make a hat shape, and what was sitting on his crotch was not a horse, but a little bald donkey.

Yaba twirled the whip in his hand, but did not move.The long knife was placed in the scabbard, lying quietly beside his hand.

The closer the scholar-like person was, the clearer the sound of the horse's hooves became. Yaba couldn't help but feel a little weird. While waiting for Mrs. Qing's order, he frowned and sized up the approaching figure.

Finally, when the little donkey raised his legs and took a step, he discovered the reason.

What the hell, this is the first time I've seen him paw a little donkey.

The little bald donkey walked aggressively, and the crisp rattling sound of its feet came out following its movements, and the scholar's scolding sound became more and more clear.

The little donkey flicked its ears. The scholar's words were not much different from the cicada's cry to it. Anyway, it never stopped, and it didn't feel much when it heard it.

Still maintaining an unhurried pace, step by step steadily stepping on the ground.

It's really not fast, and it's about the same as walking with others.Yaba squinted his eyes, and finally he could hear what the scholar was cursing more clearly.

"...What the hell, it's really bad luck. I didn't pass the imperial examination, and I have to travel a long distance to come back. The shopkeeper of the horse shop bullied me for not knowing how to do it. What the hell, I have to be forced to give way when I walk a straight road. The old thief My God! You treated me unfairly!! Damn, and you too." He said angrily, the scholar stretched out his hand and patted the little donkey on the top of the head. "What the hell are you a pony?! When I bought you a donkey, what did you call a horse?"

This man is quite funny, Yaba twirling his whip in boredom, he can't even tell the difference between a horse and a donkey, is there such a stupid person in the world.

The little donkey shook its head and finally came out of the woods, carrying the scholar on its back to the official road, and when it got to the front of the carriage where Yaba was, it barked at the tall horse of Yaba's carriage.

The big horse in front, grinding its hooves boredly, moved its ears and neighed in response.

What the hell, this horse looks like a schoolboy.Yaba was a little speechless.

The scholar stopped scolding when he saw someone here, and patted the donkey's bald head in embarrassment, wanting it to pass quickly, but the little donkey seemed to be chatting with the horse.

Enduring the hands that crushed its hairless head, it didn't even move its nest.