Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 122 123. The world of mortals will also have fire (4)

"Wait!" Mu Linge asked them to stop their blind search, turned their ears to the side, and after concentrating for a while, pointed to the southwest direction: "What is that place over there?"

Ping Xin said: "Over there is the Buddhist hall of our Ping family."

"There's someone over there!" After Mu Lingge finished speaking, Pingxin had already flitted forward. Those who didn't have this kind of experience couldn't understand and feel the impatience and apprehension.

It was a small Buddhist hall, located in an inconspicuous corner to the southwest of the Heike family, and it was all made of whole big stones.

However, judging from the decoration above, it is a hundred times more careful than any other place in this Pingjia, because compared to the dilapidated and decayed outside, this small courtyard is hardly damaged.

Standing at the entrance of the Buddhist hall, Pingxin knelt heavily, crying bitterly: "The unfilial son Pingxin is back!"

Almost at the same time, the door of the Buddhist hall was hurriedly opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man in old clothes and trousers almost bumped out. Seeing Ping Xin kneeling on the ground, the man raised his hand and slapped It landed on Pingxin's head and made a dull sound: "Nizi! What are you doing back?! Get out of here immediately!"

"Father!" Ping Xin threw herself on the man's thigh without hesitation, and let the middle-aged man punch and kick fiercely.

Behind the middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman supported an old lady crying silently, and behind them stood three slightly thin men, each of them had red eyes, and looked like They are Pingxin's brothers.

The whole family is reunited at this moment. At this moment, the entire Heike family is immersed in deep joy and sadness. Fortunately, the relatives are still there, and everything else is gone!

Mu Linge led people to tidy up the Ping's house a little bit, and more than [-] people stayed in the Ping's house. During the day, they went to various villages to check, and transferred some wounded who needed to be transferred to the city. On the other hand, Mu Linge and the others can better protect them.

In just a few days, the Ping family's courtyard, which had been deserted for a long time, became crowded again, but the Ping family had always lived in a remote Buddhist hall, and they were reluctant to come to the front yard anyway.

Perhaps it was because they were afraid that the neighbors would underestimate them, or they had seen through something. All in all, it was a very good thing that the Heing family was reunited, and the four brothers of the Heing family did not leave their elderly elders alone this time. After escaping, the relationship between the few people became better and better.

At night, the cool breeze is blowing, and the moon hangs softly on the horizon, like the curved eyebrows of a young girl, moving and mysterious.

On the high roof, Mu Linge rested her chin in both hands, with a slight sadness in her expression.

This is Mu Lingge that Hong Chen has never seen before. She has always been seen laughing and laughing. No matter what kind of harsh environment she is in, she tries her best to make everyone happy and relax. Even the last time, She had had a fever for several days, and she had never looked decadent during her convalescence.

There was a small voice behind him, but Mu Lingge didn't turn his head back. He pointed at the moon high in the sky and smiled faintly, "People have pessimistic separations, and the moon has cloudy and sunny cycles. Xiao Chenchen, this is true." It tastes good."

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