flapping wings

Thanks to Zhou Mingwen, Qi Ping slept very peacefully in the past two days, and he didn't get out of bed until the sun was high every day.

He stared dazedly at the wooden sparrow sitting at the table with wet hair and yawned, "What are you eating?"

"The candied haws you bought yesterday," Mu Xiaoque held the handkerchief and picked up the icing on it, stuffed it into his mouth, and then ate the last half of it cherished.

He wiped his mouth and looked at Qi Ping: "Get up, stay in bed every day."

After Qi Ping finished washing, he took Mu Xiaoque to the dressing table and picked up a hair tie to tie his hair.

Mu Xiaoque's headband is very delicate, with a simple and elegant light blue embroidered with a crane about to take off.

The red piece on the top of the crane's head is replaced by a ruby, and the legs and feet are made of gold wire. The whole crane is luxurious and proud, but it blends well with the light blue color.

Looking at the crane, Qi Ping felt that it was very compatible with Mu Xiaoque, he couldn't help but said: "Que'er, when we part, can you give me the hair tie?"

"Do you know how much money this can sell for?" Mu Xiaoque asked and suddenly hissed and covered the scalp that was pulled.

He looked at Qi Ping from the bronze mirror, and wisely chose to shut up.

"I'll talk to you about our relationship, and you'll talk about the price with me?" Qi Ping gritted his teeth and pulled at Mu Xiaoque's hair, casually tied an ugly bow tie, folded his arms and ignored him.

Mu Xiaoque took off the hair tie tied into a ball from the back of her head, rubbed it cherishingly for a moment, and handed it to Qi Ping: "If you dare to lose it, I will kill you!"

"I don't want it anymore," Qi Ping turned around and sat down at the table, "I can't afford such a heavy gift!"

Mu Xiaoque walked to the table and placed a black package on the table as if offering a treasure.

He opened it layer by layer, and saw two sets of brocade clothes lying in it, with exquisite workmanship, "This is the clothes I specially customized for you."

Mu Xiaoque introduced: "This dress costs nearly 200 taels of silver. It was made by the best master in Yunhe City, and he once made a dragon robe for the emperor."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Ping with a little satisfaction, with a look on his face waiting for praise.

Seeing that the other party kept his head down for a long time without any response, he opened his mouth to ask for a reward, "Can you buy me some more candied haws?"

Qi Ping looked up at him, his angry expression made Mu Xiaoque's eyelashes flutter in fright.

He quickly fished out in his pocket again, and took out a stainless steel dagger and a bunch of bottles and jars, "The total price is about 300 taels of silver."

Seen by Qi Ping, Mu Xiaoque lowered her head in panic, and said, "Oh, wait, still, still."

As he spoke, he untied another finely carved jade pendant from his waist, touched it all over his body, and placed the hair tie neatly on the table, "I'll give it all to you, the jade pendant is worthless, but This hair tie is priceless."

Glancing at Qi Ping's still expressionless face in distress, he lowered his head and lowered his hands like a child who made a mistake, and muttered: "The valuables are really gone."

Qi Ping imitated Mu Xiaoque's previous appearance and asked: "Are you wrong?"

"I don't know," Mu Xiaoque said, taking a deep breath, sighing again, and then reluctantly replied: "Wrong."

Qi Ping covered his face and couldn't help laughing, he just felt that the more amusing this person was, the more amusing he was.

He raised his head and pouted and kissed Mu Xiaoque's face, "Okay, I forgive you."

"You're just trying to play hooligans," Mu Xiaoque heard Qi Ping's unscrupulous ridicule, wiped the drool on his face, sat back angrily and cursed: "Shameless! Just know how to play tricks!"

Qi Ping smiled and picked out an empty jade bottle from among all the treasures—it once contained a priceless anti-drug pill—and put it close to his body like a treasure.

He picked up the hair tie and stood up to tie Mu Xiaoque's hair again, and couldn't help asking: "Do you remember that I asked you "Do you know why I want to protect you?" ", and then you say I'm overreaching."

"I didn't say I overestimated my capabilities." Seeing Mu Xiaoque's sophistry, Qi Ping looked at him reproachfully, "Que'er, if you continue to deny it, I will really think you like me."

Mu Xiaoque nodded: "I said."

The smile on Qi Ping's face became even brighter. After laughing for a long time, he finally explained: "Because your heart is too soft, even if I made trouble with you, you would not leave me alone. I was really afraid that you would be deceived by others. You turned out to be a house thief."

He lowered his head and kissed Mu Xiaoque's head, took a deep breath and smiled, "Thank you for your tolerance all the way."

While Mu Xiaoque went out to buy food, Qi Ping took out the white suit from the bag, put it neatly on the screen, and caressed the folds on it distressedly.

After thinking for a moment, he took off the whole dress and walked around the room, but couldn't find a suitable place, so he had to hang it on the screen in the end.

After taking a shower, he stuck his head out of the window, the tips of his dripping hair swaying in the wind.

Qi Ping raised his head and squinted his eyes. Under the pure and clean sky, a small sparrow flew by. He couldn't help shouting: "Little sparrow!"

Xiaobao opened the window next door and stretched his head to look for it, then turned to look at him, "Where is Brother Mu?"

"Flying." Qi Ping scratched his head embarrassingly, "Do you need something from him?"

"No," Xiaobao grinned, "I heard you calling him, and thought he was down there."

Qi Ping turned back and picked up a bag of dried fish from the cave and threw it over, brushed his half-dried hair, ran back to the screen full of expectations, changed his clothes, and put on his white boots.

Before he ran to the bronze mirror to check it out, the door was suddenly opened, and Mu Xiaoque stood by the door, staring at him blankly, as if he had become a straight pillar.

"Que'er, how are you?" Qi Ping brushed his hair with his hands, and patted his fringed bangs, "Isn't it good-looking? I'm not as tall as you, so I'm definitely not as good-looking as you."

"Not bad," Mu Xiaoque reached out to touch the back of her neck, then put it down calmly, turned around and closed the door, and praised, "It looks good."

"Really?" Qi Ping squinted at the mirror and asked with flushed cheeks, "How pretty?"

There was a muffled cough for a while, and Mu Xiaoque put her hands on the door, turned her back to Qi Ping, and asked in confusion, "How do you classify good looks?"

Qi Ping ran over and put his arms around Mu Xiaoque's waist, and blew warm air into his ear, "For example, is it good to see and make your heart beat, or is it good to see and make you like me?"

Mu Xiaoque tilted his head, his body was jolted like an electric shock, he lowered his head and asked, "Is there no other choice?"

"No," Qi Ping put his hand on his chest to feel it for a moment, then teased, "Your heart is moved!"

"I lied just now, so my heart was beating hard." Mu Xiaoque turned her head to meet Qi Ping's fiery gaze, and said ruthlessly, "Actually, it's not very pretty, it's quite ugly."

While eating wontons, Mu Xiaoque looked at Qi Ping who was rolling on the bed with relish, and warned: "Eat quickly, or I won't leave any for you."

………………

In the afternoon, as soon as the two went out, they met Xuanxiu sect disciples who came out of the door. When they saw Qi Ping, they all froze, as if they were looking at some rare item.

Qi Ping's skin was reddish, and he dodged behind Mu Xiaoque, Ming Yuan ran over and circled the two of them: "Brother Qi, you feel really different today."

Qi Ping let go of his heart slowly, and walked out from behind Mu Xiaoque.

He seriously bowed to the disciples of Xuanxiu Sect: "My surname is Qi Mingping, and I have been forced to conceal my identity. I would like to apologize to everyone here."

The boy who once blew on the back of Qi Ping's neck asked, "Were you really a fool before?"

Fang Jianzhi tilted his head slightly: "Shaoer, don't be rude."

"It doesn't matter," Qi Ping waved his hand and said with a smile, "I was really a fool before, and I even practiced martial arts in the past two years."

A group of people came to the Zhou family's banquet hall with laughter and noisiness, and the tables and chairs had already been set up.

After the two were seated, Hua Buluo took the opportunity to move to Qi Ping's side, and praised, "Your origin is simply unexpected."

"Flowers don't fall, father's flowers fall, a hero of the righteous way, who has shaken the rivers and lakes for twenty years," Qi Ping sighed leisurely: "If it wasn't for his sake, we would have let you, a delicate flower, have a good experience of the storm." It's raining hard."

"Thanks to having a good father," Hua Buluo sighed with a bitter face, "I didn't want to get emotional, so I drove me here."

Mu Xiaoque secretly squeezed Qi Ping's fingers, and quietly raised her chin at Hua Buluo.

Qi Ping immediately understood what he meant. The boy in front of him had a lot of things hidden in his heart, and he had to find a way to pry them out today. "What scene is your father in?"

"What's none of your business?" Hua Buluo immediately became vigilant, straightened up and was about to leave.

Qi Ping grabbed his wrist and clasped it firmly on the mat: "What's the rush? Let's have a drink and have a good chat."

"There's nothing to talk about," Qi Ping slammed the sword on the table seeing Huabuluo toast and refuse to eat.

Then he touched his whole body again, took out the colorful tube and put it on Huabuluo's forehead, holding the lead wire in his hand: "Move again? Do you know how Zhao Yuandao became paralyzed? Let me tell you, it was this thing that broke down. "

Mu Xiaoque looked at Qi Ping with interest, this person has changed from quietly collecting information to blatantly reaching out for information.

"Tell me," Qi Ping stared at her round eyes, then snarled forward, "What's your father's love?"

Hua Buluo raised his eyes and looked down, wrinkling his forehead several times. He pointed at the colorful tube, "Is this a hidden weapon of the Tang Sect? Give it to me, and I'll tell you."

Qi Ping looked up and down for a moment, but he didn't expect that Hua Buluo would go with this hanging. He pressed the colorful tube on the table and pushed it in front of Hua Buluo: "Your intelligence should be worth this amount."

Hua Buluo stroked her chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Are you guys interested in Xiao Muya? My father's matter has something to do with him."

Qi Ping let go of the colorful tube, and said: "We only know that this person seems to be looking for someone in the Jianghu, but we don't know the specific reason."

He folded his arms and leaned against Mu Xiaoque's arms, tapped his fingers on the side of his elbows, put on a thoughtful look on his face, until his waist was lightly pinched, he finally nodded and said: "Deal."

Hua Buluo poured a glass of wine by herself and drank it all in one gulp, "It's normal if I haven't heard of it."

He pondered for a moment, then breathed out and said: "The cause of this matter is not glorious, of course, the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Qi Ping frowned and looked at him, wondering how this man could ink so well, he couldn't help urging: "Can you hurry up?"

Hua Buluo gave him a gouged look, and then said: "I told you two today, it may be a story in your eyes, but to the parties, it is their whole life."

23 years ago, there were 35 days before the autumn festival

Hualuo is 21 years old. It is the time when he is in high spirits. It doesn't matter who you are or what you are when you make friends. As long as you have similar interests, you can chat happily.

A group of young people get together to talk about the world, and even become brothers of the opposite sex if they have a good relationship.

Coming out of the side room, Hua Luo took the letter from the servant and opened it to read. It was the letter from his sworn brother Zhou Chen who invited him to go to Yunhe City for a drink and talk, and to enjoy the moon on a boat.

The letter also said that a young man with excellent martial arts and great vigor recently came to the Zhou family. He is leaving quickly, and he might be able to get together for a drink.

Hua Luo is at an age where she loves to join in the fun, thinking that if she can make another friend with the same interests, it will be a great joy in life.

So I immediately sent someone to pack up the package, and hurried on the road early the next morning.

In less than three days, he arrived at the Zhou family in Yunhe City. After a brief introduction, he knew that this young man was called Xiao Muya, and he was a friend of Zhou Mingwu, the second son of the Zhou family.

After a few days of fun, the young people became acquainted with each other, and each of them got along quite happily.

It's just that Zhou Mingde couldn't get along with these people because of his older age and serious personality.

After playing around happily for a month, these people are so nice that they almost wear the same pair of pants, and the friendship between Zhou Mingwen and Xiao Muya is even higher than that with other people.

The two of them often left everyone alone to go boating or shopping, and occasionally couldn't stand Zhou Mingwu's teasing, and would drag him along.

Because Hualuo had been playing outside for too long, she was afraid that her father would be worried, so she wanted to go back to the Tianshan School to make a living.

But two days later it happened to be the celebration of the Autumn Festival, and he had soft ears, so under the unanimous persuasion of everyone, he immediately agreed to wait until the festival was over before leaving.

On the day of the Autumn Festival, everyone went shopping, released sky lanterns, and got drunk. It was supposed to be a harmonious scene, but unexpectedly something happened the next morning.

A tragic howl awakened Hua Luo from the bed, he only had time to grab a coat, put it loosely on his shoulders, and hurried towards the residence where the sound came from.

This movement also alarmed a group of friends who lived in the same yard, they all looked at each other nervously, and stopped at the same time when they reached the door of Xiao Muya's room.

Covering her mouth in surprise, Hua Luo turned around and walked a foot away, her hands trembling so that her entire arm began to convulse.

In the room, Zhou Mingwu hugged the fainted Zhou Mingwen, with red eyes, tremblingly pointing at Xiao Muya who was disheveled and sitting on the bed blankly, his lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

On the innermost side of the bed, a woman hugged the quilt to block the spring scenery, with her head hanging low on her chest, sobbing from time to time.

I saw a green jade bracelet protruding from her white wrist. Looking carefully, there were traces of blood-like red in the jade bracelet. It was the one worn by the old lady of the Zhou family on the hand of her daughter-in-law Lin Wan'er when Zhou Mingwen got married.

The author says:

The wooden monk entered the goblin cave and was bullied to the point of wronging for more than half a chapter. I figured it out, in about two chapters, the wooden monk would be eaten by the goblin.The wooden monk is not good at kung fu on a boat, and he is honest. He secretly told everyone that in order to maintain elegance, he has never even masturbated himself, but don’t worry, everyone. When he learns all the moves, he can attack. I don’t count Spoiler, I'm just afraid that everyone won't like this kind of attack, so I won't say much, see you on Weibo then.Ah, by the way, because my little Gong was emotionally moved and had a soul to rely on, he has become charming, but he is stupid.And Mu Xiaoque really didn't say that he was self-righteous, he said that he was self-righteous, so you can imagine how deeply wronged he was.Remarks: Home thief is a local dialect, another name for sparrow.