Chen Qiu’s question was not answered in the end.

The mountain ghost did not answer.

he...

Maybe I can't answer.

After cleaning up the scene, throwing the bodies into the forest, the two of them rode on two horses, drove the remaining horses into the mountains, and embarked on the way home with the spoils.

The two of them were both in front and behind, and it was not too late.

The demise of Lord Dutong represents the arrival of the doomsday of the Northern Dynasties spies in Taihang Mountains, and this Taihang Mountains can have another peaceful time.

The peace that comes this time may last for a long time.

Chen Qiu followed the mountain ghost, and he did not pull the reins, allowing the horse to walk along the night road with the mountain ghost ahead.

He stared at the thin back of the mountain ghost, thinking about something while recovering his true energy in his body.

Chen Qiu didn't deliberately provoke the mountain ghost just now, nor did he try to take the mountain ghost out of Taihang. Gongsun Yu would not leave, at least now, he would not leave here.

The reason why he asked that question was half because he was moved by the miserable past of the mountain ghost, and the other half was a reminder from the heart.

The state of the mountain ghost Gongsun Yu is not very correct.

Not only was he completing his revenge on his relatives, but he was also trying to pursue the liberation of death in the midst of repeated pursuits and attacks.

Chen Qiu studied psychology in his previous life. Although he was just an introduction, the situation of mountain ghosts was not uncommon in his previous life, especially those who survived the battlefield.

The companions who were with each other day died in the ever-changing battlefield. Only one person survived. Then the surviving person would inevitably think about why he survived?

What is the meaning of surviving yourself?

Are you worthy of surviving?

People who experience death and rebirth will always have a sense of mission and guilt that bursts out from the bottom of their hearts. If they are not guided, these two feelings will eventually drive a person toward self-destruction.

Shan Gui is obviously inclined to self-destruct.

Chen Qiu is not a master of psychology, and he can't use a pendulum to hypnotic treatment of mountain ghosts.

His question is just that I hope that if Shan Gui really enters self-destruction, he will think more about it.

Even if there is only one second of hesitation, maybe it can save this brother who is quite good in Chen Qiu.

It was already dark, and the two of them were silent, entering the depths of Taihang Mountains one after another. After almost 4 hours of trekking, they finally returned to the hillside at dawn.

Chen Qiu saw Qingqing from afar.

The girl got up early, rolled up her sleeves, and washed the bristles of the horse tied to the door in the morning sun.

She didn't do it carefully and was yawning.

Obviously, this is just simply finding something for herself. She must be very bored and annoyed. Such a trash girl, leaving her alone for 3 days, is simply a terrible torture.

Chen Qiu looked at Qingqing's back, and a warm current rose in his heart in the brighter and brighter sun.

This new world is pretty good...

When he first arrived, the world gave him the best guide.

"Hey, stupid girl, do you miss your senior brother?"

Chen Qiu rode on the horse, wielded his true energy, and shouted to Qingqing.

This scared the girl, and the only sleepiness left was dispelled. She turned around in surprise and saw Brother Shangui and Brother Yiji walking up the hillside with his horses one after another.

Qingqing screamed in surprise. She threw away the brush in her hand, and did not wear shoes. She opened her hands and ran towards Chen Qiu.

The girl's scattered hair was flying in the wind. She was a little thin recently. Her face was no longer fat. She was full of pure happiness and relaxation. She finally didn't need to worry anymore.

No need to be afraid anymore.

The senior brother is back.

He did not go back like his master. He kept his promise and he came back.

"Senior Brother!"

Qingqing jumped up and was caught by Chen Qiu. She put it in front of the saddle. She hugged Chen Qiu like a kitten, and her little head rubbed against Shen Qiu's chest.

She said:

"You two are really scared to death. I'm all ready to leave this afternoon and go to Shanmin Village."

"What stupid things are you saying?"

Chen Qiu smiled and took out a piece of oil-covered paper from the aristol, and stuffed it into Qingqing's hand.

The little girl untied several layers of oil paper and smelled a fragrance, which was the high-end dry food "seized" from Lord Tuan, like marinated chicken or duck meat.

Although it is not delicious, it is much better than the meat that Qingqing eats in the air-dried here every day.

Qingqing's throat moved up and down. She wanted to eat it very much, but she still tear off a portion very well and handed it to Chen Qiu. She said:

"Senior brother, you eat first."

"I've eaten it, you can eat it."

Chen Qiu patted the girl's head, and watched Qingqing stuff the cured meat into her mouth, eating sweetly. He smiled, then patted the Aristolova full of things, and said to Qingqing:

"You go and clean the kitchen. I'll make a good meal today and treat us."

"Uh-huh"

Qingqing's mouth was stuffed, she nodded vigorously, jumped off the saddle, and rushed to the kitchen.

Chen Qiu tied up two horses from himself and the mountain ghost, took off the things from the aloof, and sent them into the kitchen. Although he didn't sleep all night and just took a nap on the way back, Chen Qiu was not very tired.

He and Qingqing were fighting and packing the ingredients, and the Black Guard left them a lot of good things.

A large bag of candy, some fine salt, a small amount of seasoning, and the best part is that there are a few small porcelain bottles of wine.

The mountain ghost was in high spirits, so he took the bow to the mountain.

Half an hour later, I came back with a deer and some fresh fruits and mushrooms.

This meal took a long time to prepare.

After all, Chen Qiu was the only one in the kitchen. Qingqing girl was only responsible for burning fire and emptying her stomach, and she was ready to eat and drink.

It was not until afternoon and near evening that Chen Qiu prepared his last dish.

Amid the green cheers, Chen Qiu created a bonfire on the hillside, put the washed venison into the bamboo pole, put it on the fire to grill it, and made seasonings. Unfortunately, there was no brush, so he could only pour a small bowl of juice.

The big table in Qingqing's house was moved out, filled with vegetables and several large bowls of rice.

Shan Gui and Shen Qiu sat opposite each other, Qingqing sat next to him, waving bamboo chopsticks, and occasionally glanced at the roasted deer next to him that was spinning by Chen Qiu's human power.

"Come on, have a drink."

Chen Qiu picked up the thick porcelain bowl and poured wine into it. It smelled a little sweet, not like white wine, but like glutinous rice wine or fruit wine.

He and the smiling Qingqing clinked.

Although it is not good for minors to drink alcohol,...

As for the children of the world, eating meat and drinking wine in big mouthfuls is the true meaning of walking in the world.

Qingqing pretended to be generous and drank the wine in the bowl, but when the wine entered his throat, the girl coughed violently and her cheeks became red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wine level is not high. Judging from Chen Qiu's experience, it only looks like a dozen degrees, but for a girl and a half, the alcohol is also very strong.

“Sweet, a little spicy.”

Qingqing shook her head and raised the porcelain bowl to her senior brother in a naive manner. She patted the table and said:

"Waiter, let's have another bowl!"

"Don't be crazy, stupid girl."

Chen Qiu picked up vegetables for Qingqing and patted her head.

"oh."

Some slightly drunk girl did not refute, but bowed her head to eat obediently.

Chen Qiu looked at the mountain ghost opposite, who was wearing the mask, and he was silently eating and not talking to each other.

He poured himself a bowl of wine and said to the mountain ghost:

"Brother Gongsun, we have been together with a gun. We haven't revealed our true face and let me meet each other. Could it be that you are a lady in the boudoir and can't show it to others?"

This is of course a joke.

"Hehe, senior brother, you are talking strange things again."

Qingqing whispered:

"I can't understand every time you say something strange, but it's all fun."

The mountain ghost hesitated for a moment. He glanced at Chen Qiu, then at Qingqing, and finally at the sunset slantingly in the distance.

Under Shen Qiu's gaze, the mountain ghost raised his hands and put them along the mask behind his head. With a crisp sound of spring, the mountain ghost's ghost's face was taken down.
To be continued...