Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 180 The Worshiping Girl

Winter hunting is arranged at the end of winter.

This time the winter hunting was not organized by the royal family in a unified way. It was just prepared by the various dignitaries themselves, and then they could enter the deep valley at the prescribed time.

Because Song Wanzhi had now completely severed ties with the Prime Minister's Mansion, so, no surprise, Song Wanzhi and the others placed orders again.

Compared with the meticulous preparations of other teams, there are a lot of servants and maids, all kinds of fancy clothes and fun, Song Wanzhi and the others look much poorer.However, he hastily prepared a few clothes and some fine rice, so he only brought four people with him.

Song Wanzhi, Xiao Ye, Lian Xuan, Uncle Wang.

The three of them were far behind the team going forward. The half-worn carriage was walking steadily on the road. Uncle Wang was driving in front, wearing a bamboo hat to shield him from the steep cold wind.

After walking leisurely for a day, at night, we happened to meet a small shop by the side of the road, so a group of people went into this small shop to rest.

The shopkeeper told Uncle Wang that there was fodder here, so Uncle Wang went to pick the best fodder to feed the horses.

This horse is not just a horse, maybe, it's their friend.

Because no one was there, the group requested four guest rooms, each of whom had a separate room. After eating, the four sat and drank some tea, and then the four of them went to bed early.

It's okay to stay anyway.

Song Wanzhi was lying on the bed, but after a while, he didn't seem to be sleepy, and just in time to hear a knock on the door, and then he heard the sound of the shopkeeper going to open the door.

Well, here comes the guest.

I also asked for a room, but the request was a bit too much. It seemed that the emphasis was on cleanliness all the time, so the storekeeper kept responding.

Song Wanzhi turned sideways and closed his eyes.

But probably the bowl of tea served by the store last night was really full of stamina, and after less than two hours of sleep, he opened his eyes again and became sleepless.

The sound of Xiaoye's shallow breathing came from next door, and Song Wanzhi could almost imagine the girl drooling with her mouth half open, while Lianxuan's breathing was very thin and cold, and she probably frowned slightly when she was sleeping. .Uncle Wang, who was further away, was vigilant all the year round, and the sound of breathing could also be heard.

However, they all slept well.

Song Wanzhi simply got up, put on his cloak, and opened the window.

The starry sky outside turned out to be a rare sight.

Song Wanzhi thought for a while, then wrapped up the cloak and landed on it silently from the window.

There are dry grasses everywhere in the wild, the distant mountains are thick and dark, and the depth is indistinguishable, and a layer of hoarfrost is formed on the ground, spreading from far to near.

A state of absolute stillness.

As if, in the mother's womb.

Song Wanzhi walked along the mountain road for an unknown amount of time, when he suddenly stopped.

Ahead, a person was burning paper money.

Song Wanzhi wanted to back away, but before he could dodge, the worshipers looked over.

Under the starlight in the dark night, it was a clear and beautiful face, as if covered with a layer of frost, with a trace of sadness in the brows and eyes, but the moment he saw Song Wanzhi, that layer of sadness disappeared in an instant, turning into There was an arrogance between his brows that could not be ignored.

Qingyi, Gufen, rice wine.

In the bleakness everywhere, the people who were integrated into the bleak world just now seemed to be separated from the bleak atmosphere in an instant.

For some reason, Song Wanzhi felt a little astringent in his heart.

Depressed.

It turns out that there is no one in this world who can stand there as bleak and beautiful as the snow-covered Cangshan Mountain, as if blending into the world.

But because of the bleak look of the girl just now, Song Wanzhi still walked up.

The girl in Tsing Yi looked at her.

Song Wanzhi squatted down, and then moved the paper money blown away by the wind into the fire: "It must be burnt clean, otherwise, how will I know your mind?"

With a sound of "chiliu", the flame licked, and the paper money was burned up.

The girl pursed her lips and said nothing.

Song Wanzhi stood up, looked into those black eyes, and said softly: "It's such a cold night, you shouldn't come out wearing so few clothes. For the sake of the person in the grave, you should also take care of yourself."

After saying this, Song Wanzhi didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.

After walking a dozen steps, the girl's voice came with a hint of coolness: "Why are you telling me this?"

Song Wanzhi thought for a while, and said, "Probably, I hope that in the distance, when the person I care about is freezing, there will be someone who can care about it and take care of it."

The girl behind her fell silent for a moment.

It wasn't until Song Wanzhi was far away that he heard a very faint "thank you" from behind.

This is just a chance meeting, and in an instant, they are strangers after all.

On normal days, Song Wanzhi probably wouldn't have said those words, but the momentary bleakness on the girl's body just now shocked her slightly.

And if it was in the past, the girl would never show such sadness, let alone the slightest weakness. However, the stories of that year settled here like a storm, and it was inevitable to be stained with some traces of wind and frost.

After all, it's just a superficial side, don't ask the name, don't ask the way back.

Song Wanzhi went back to the small shop, only to see that in the middle of the night, the small shop was brightly lit, and as soon as he walked in, the owner of the small shop was tied up with a hemp rope and thrown on the ground, Xiaoye yawned and hated iron for being weak Looking at him, he said, "Uncle, you gave us medicine for our tea at night. You should do it better. Ordinary medicine is useless to us. You wake us up from sleep. You can steal things, but you don't It's time to wake us up."

Song Wanzhi was a little dumbfounded.

The shopkeeper was trembling, he didn't expect that, seeing the four of them were either young girls or too old, he thought about stealing something, he didn't expect to be mistaken, and unexpectedly met a powerful person.

Of course, if he knew that the four people he stole were the ones who turned the results upside down recently, he might faint on the spot.

When he was leaving, Xiao Ye played a prank and hung this man in the room, wrote a big note and pasted it on his forehead - I am a thief.

Finally, he opened the door and got into the carriage with Song Wanzhi.

Anyway, this road has been very busy recently, and when the next wave of people arrive, the shopkeeper will definitely be rescued.Although this person doesn't have much force, killing him seems to be bullying the weak with a gun, and there is no joy of victory.But it feels uncomfortable to just let such a person go, so that's the only way to do it.

The group went on the road again, but, until they left, the worshiping girl still did not show up.

But for some reason, Song Wanzhi felt that they would definitely meet again.

Five days later, the sun was shining brightly, and everything was revived at the end of winter and the beginning of spring.

Everyone gathered in the deep valley, waiting for the winter hunting.

(End of this chapter)