Crematorium-style love with the male protagonist of the starting point

The next day, Wang Mang pushed the door out of the back room with a dark face, his neck was mottled.

Fu Qinghe was still sleeping soundly in the back room, his handsome face was half buried in the quilt, only the wheat-colored shoulders not covered by the quilt were exposed.

The priest was grinding medicine in the backyard, and Wang Mang found him after walking around, and sat down on the stone bench opposite the priest.

"Sacrifice, Qinghe is fine."

The priest was amazed at the speed at which Fu Qinghe accommodated the King Gu. In the past, the Miaojiang disciples, even those with high talents, would have to suffer for three days and three nights, but they didn't want this outsider to fully integrate with the King Gu in just one day.

"How was he doing yesterday?"

With a sullen face, Wang Mang said in a low voice, "There is no pain...it's the same as the previous manifestation of love gu attack."

Ah this.

The priest stroked his beard, "It seems that Fu Shaoxia is quite talented, but it's a pity that he is not a Miao."

"When are you two planning to leave?"

"as soon as possible."

"In a few days it will be our clan's bonfire meeting. Since Fu Shaoxia successfully planted Gu, he is considered half of the Miao people. I wonder if the two of you are interested in participating before leaving. You can also take advantage of the situation to observe Fu Shaoxia's situation for a few days."

The bonfire is a very meaningful day for the Miao people. Even if you don't want to benefit, it is quite meaningful to visit it.Take this opportunity to show your face in front of the Miao people, so that you can make more friends in the future.

"Thank you, I'll stop bothering you then."

During the few days of their stay, the two of them still lived in the sacrificial place as usual.Wang Mang is proficient in pharmacology and can help the priest a lot. He poured Fu Qinghe with traditional Chinese medicine for several days according to the prescription given by the priest, which is said to firmly nourish the king's gu.

When Fu Qinghe drank the medicine, he had a bitter and bitter expression on his face, but when he went to the medicine bowl and looked at Wang Mang, he would always smile with a smile as sweet as honey.

King Gu is said to be the second life of every Miao people, even if the specific effect is not known, but Fu Qinghe must be a blessing in disguise.

The night of the bonfire meeting in the Miaojiang ethnic group.

Fu Qinghe and Wang Mang sat separately at both ends of the giant bonfire. Except for married couples, the rest of the men and women would sit separately on both sides of the bonfire, waiting for the opening of the festival, to participate in dancing, or to find their favorite objects to send Miao □ Some tokens.

Both men and women here are enthusiastic and open. Compared with the ancients who talked about love and desire, the way of expressing themselves is more primitive and unrestrained.

After several disciples of the sacrifice performed the special blessing dance for the festival, the priest threw the torch into the giant bonfire.The orange-red flames spread from the bottom to the top until the flames soared into the sky, like the day in the dark night. Even though Wang Mang was far away from the bonfire, he could feel the heat coming from the air.

As the bonfire blazed, men and women of the Miao nationality scattered in all directions. Wang Mang saw Fu Qinghe standing up from the other side in a hurry, staring straight at the direction he was in, and eagerly bypassing the people around him. Want to come to him.

The light of the fire made his face and neck red, as if he had been shy before.

Unfortunately, a string of silver necklaces was handed in front of Fu Qinghe.

A Hmong beauty blinked her bright eyes and looked at him with a smile, conveying her friendship to him.

"I'm sorry, I already have someone who is destined to each other for life." Fu Qinghe pushed away the jewelry and politely rejected the other party's intention.The woman didn't feel disappointed, but put away her jewelry and went to find the next man she liked.

Before Fu Qinghe took a few steps, he was surrounded by women one after another. There were wolves in front and tigers in back. No matter how many times he declined, it would be difficult for him to get out of this "cage" composed of people.

Wang Mang chuckled a few times seeing his embarrassment, and then the firelight in front of him was blocked by shadows.

He raised his head, and a tall, strong, bronze-skinned man held a box and handed it to him.

"I fell in love with the girl at first sight. I don't know if the girl can accept my heart."

Wang Mang blinked, "No, thank you."

The man sighed, took the box and left.Then Wang Mang followed in Fu Qinghe's footsteps, and the men who kept appearing made it difficult for him to escape.

He was not in a hurry, but Fu Qinghe was in a hurry when he saw it. He jumped out of the crowd with his lightness kung fu, and landed on the ground next to Wang Mang with the shoulders of several men who were waiting in line to confess his love. Get up and run away.

Wang Mang watched helplessly as he pursed his lips and said, "Are you planning to leave like this? If you don't want to be bothered, why not dance around the campfire."

"Don't show them you dance."

"Children."

Fu Qinghe put Wang Mang down after staying away from the courting single men and women near the campfire, and squatted down to help him straighten his messy clothes, "I don't want anyone else, and Ms. Luo doesn't want anyone else either."

"Well, of course not." Wang Mang straightened him up, "Do you think I stayed until today to court a mate? I want us all to see new things that we haven't seen before."

Fu Qinghe took Wang Mang's hand and held it in his palm, and looked at him with fixed eyes, "I know that Miss Luo has good intentions, but the purpose of going out of the mountain this time has not been achieved yet, so I can't stay on the road. If the matter is settled, I will definitely see the world with the girl."

"Can't you tell me Qinghe's purpose?"

Fu Qinghe lowered his eyes, "I'm doing it for the sake of the girl. If I fail and die, you won't be involved."

Wang Mang smiled, "Qinghe doesn't want to tell me now, because he hasn't planned to be a real husband and wife with me yet."

Fu Qinghe wanted to refute in astonishment, but Wang Mang blocked the words he was about to blurt out by pressing his upper lip with his index finger.

"Husband and wife are one, sharing weal and woe together. Qinghe hopes that his affairs will not involve me, so he is not ready to be husband and wife with me." Wang Mang tucked a strand of his hair hanging down behind his ear, "I It’s not to force you, because we are all the same and have secrets that cannot be told to each other.”

"That......"

"Does Qinghe want to know my secret?"

Fu Qinghe's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he replied softly: "I want to, and I don't want to. As Miss Luo said, I don't want to explore your secrets under empathy. If you really want to tell me, I will naturally Willing to know."

"Then let nature take its course. I only hope that Qinghe will know everything in the future, and he can still accept and love me like he does now."

"I don't care about the girl's past." Fu Qinghe said seriously.

Wang Mang shook his head, "That's not the case. If Qinghe can accept me then, I will stay. But if Qinghe doesn't accept me, I will leave."

Fu Qinghe bent down, tilted his head and placed a kiss on the corner of his lips, "Stop talking nonsense, since I like a girl, I will accept everything about her."

Wang Mang laughed, "Qinghe is more and more able to talk about love now."

Fu Qinghe shook the intersecting hands of the two, "Since we are far away, shall we go shopping in the street?"

"it is good."

The streets of the village are also brightly lit on this day, and the businessmen on the street are all married couples, and their business will be better than usual on the day of the bonfire, and they will not let go of this great opportunity to make money.Some stores were lit with candles and kerosene lamps, and more directly lit torches outside, coating the dazzling array of products displayed outside with a fiery red shell.

Fu Qinghe seemed to have a goal long ago. He took Wang Mang to a shop selling Miao people's silver jewelry, picked out a string of bracelets, paid the silver, and put them on Wang Mang's wrist.

"On the day of the bonfire, both men and women will send silver jewelry to the person they like as a token of love."

Wang Mang shook the bracelet on his wrist, found a string of similar pendants among the silver ornaments, took them off, and tied them to Fu Qinghe's belt.

"Other accessories are not suitable for martial arts practitioners like you, but this one is not bad."

Fu Qinghe touched it with his hand, his eyes were soft, "The girl has a heart."

Wang Mang took another string of sachets and hung them up for him, "Miaojiang's incense is very effective in repelling insects, and it will also be of great use in the future."

"Don't girls need it?"

"Because of my skills, I won't attract insects."

Fu Qinghe looked surprised, "There are such wonderful exercises?"

Wang Mang smiled without saying a word.

He gave enough hints this time, after Fu Qinghe got to know the Jianghu affairs, he would naturally understand his identity.

The bonfire will be long, but it is only a flash in the pan for the time to come.Wang Mang had already notified Huangfu Xianglu that the reserved carriage was waiting in the territory, and took them all to the pier.

The Tiangang faction is the end point of this trip, good and evil are different.Arriving at the Tiangang faction meant arriving at the intersection where he and Fu Qinghe intersected on the road that suddenly forked, so Wang Mang had to temporarily separate from Fu Qinghe.

Although Fu Qinghe had been prepared in his heart for a long time, when he really faced it, he was at a loss, showing the opposite behavior on the surface and privately.

"I have my own purpose just like Qinghe, so I can't stay with Qinghe any longer. If Qinghe has time after a month, he can go to Xiling Mountain to find me."

"I understand, Ms. Luo." Fu Qinghe stroked the pendant on his waist with one hand, and moved the fingers of the other hand twice, and in the end he just gave Wang Mang a not-so-close hug.

This is not entirely true, after all, for the ancients, hugging is already a manifestation of uncontrollable love.

"I like Qinghe very much, but I also have a lot of selfishness." Wang Mang tightened his belt, "I hope that Qinghe only has me in his heart, and I am the only one around him."

"nature!"

"As long as Qinghe keeps his promise, I will always wait for you at Xiling Mountain."

"I won't keep the girl waiting."

"Then I'll wait for good news from Qinghe."

Fu Qinghe hugged him again, and then walked back to the area where the Tiangang Sect was located.

After Wang Mang watched Fu Qinghe disappear, he looked away, moved his hands and feet, and restrained the expression of a "gentle woman" on his face.

He needs to go back to the devil's religion on a regular basis.As the guardian of the left, he had already taken the poison, and his life was in the hands of the leader of the Demon Cult.

The author has something to say: Recently, I was participating in a competition, and I stayed until midnight every day, feeling that I was about to die suddenly.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: flash 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Anchen Weiai; 2 bottles of Yan Ning; 1 bottle of Muyan Zhixia;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!