Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1449: Xiang Mound

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu was confused.

Huang Rong hurriedly explained: "I haven't lived in Taohua Island for a long time. I have forgotten to watch the weather here. Just now there are a lot of seabirds living on the coast. Under normal circumstances, they should be preying at this time. Rest, it is likely that the storm is coming?"

Song Qingshu was startled: "That's how you can judge the storm? What if the birds are tired." Although the sky is a bit gloomy, the sea is calm and calm, unlike a typhoon.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Huang Rong was angry and anxious, pulling him back and saying, “Of course it’s more than that. Normally, the wind blows from the island to the sea at night, and during the day The wind blows from the sea to the island, but now the wind is in the opposite direction, which proves that a storm is coming soon."

Song Qingshu was startled, thinking that he could only know the geography for the sake of understanding the astronomy and geography. He is too far behind in this aspect. If you encounter this situation in a naval battle in the future, it will be bad if you don't notice it in advance.

Just as I was about to say something, suddenly there was a violent wind that made people unable to open their eyes. Song Qingshu looked towards the beach, and saw the waves in the sea turbulent, and an endless cloud of black clouds approached from the horizon quickly. , Faintly can still see the thunder and lightning.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but was stunned: "This change is too fast, it's still sunny."

Huang Rong smiled bitterly: "The weather on the sea is like this. It changes rapidly, but today this change is indeed too abnormal. I am afraid it is a big storm that has not been seen in decades. Let's go."

Song Qingshu secretly smacked his tongue. When he was still in his previous life, he heard all kinds of exaggerated typhoons ravaging the coast every year. I didn't expect to be so unlucky that I would bump into it by coincidence.

Huang Rong stopped talking, and took Song Qingshu to her home in the woods. It's a pity that they had just walked all the way and had already reached the farthest end of the island, and they would not be able to go back for a while.

Song Qingshu's light work is not bad, but this Peach Blossom Island is full of institutions, and he doesn't know the way, and he can't get up soon. He could fly in mid-air, but now the wind is so strong that it blows a lot of people. Unsteady, flying into the air where there is no leverage, he is very worried that he will be blown directly into the sea by this gust of wind.

If he was the only one, he might try again, but now that Huang Rong is with her, she is pregnant again, and if she falls in mid-air, the consequences will be disastrous, so he doesn't dare to take risks.

The two jogged all the way like this, when Huang Rong suddenly stopped, clutching her belly with an uncomfortable expression.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked, "Did you move your fetus?"

Huang Rong nodded, and said weakly: "Maybe."

Song Qingshu didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly pushed her palace to invigorate blood, and the true qi was slowly entered into her body, and she opened her eyes after a long time.

"It's okay, let's go on." Huang Rong said tiredly.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "Why don't I hold you and go, lest you get fetal gas again later."

Hearing what he said, Huang Rong's face turned red, and she shook her head. Although her voice was a little weak, her tone was firm: "No, I can go by myself."

Song Qingshu knew that she didn't want to have too much physical contact with herself, so she gave a wry smile, and no longer forced her, and walked behind her.

However, after this delay, the storm has already arrived, and then Song Qingshu can be said to have seen what is meant by pouring rain. When the rain came, the two of them instantly became drunk.

In the midst of strong wind, the visibility was only a few meters. Thanks to Song Qingshu's profound skill, he suddenly had a warning sign, and he stopped in front of Huang Rong and slashed into the air with a palm. At this moment, a big tree fell down. He was slapped by the palm of his hand and flew ten feet away.

"No, it's too dangerous to walk like this. I may not be able to find every time a big tree or falling rock falls." Song Qingshu shouted in Huang Rong's ear, as the wind was everywhere. Sweeping, even if it's close at hand, you can't hear it without shouting.

"I know a place, come with me." Huang Rong apparently agreed with his judgment, and took him to a small road next to her. At this time, she didn't care about whether men and women were giving or receiving intimacy. The visibility was too great. Low, coupled with the maze on the island, if the two of them are separated by three to five meters, it is estimated that they will lose the trace of each other in the next second.

Song Qingshu protects her around her, uses her body to block most of the wind, and from time to time she blows away some broken branches, flying sand and rocks flying in the air.

"Quickly go in." After walking for a while, Huang Rong said suddenly.

Song Qingshu discovered that there was a stone house in front of him. It was very different in style from the houses I saw before, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder: "How come there is such a stone house in this forest with such a strange shape?"

When he walked in, his face suddenly changed. It turned out that he just saw the real thing. What kind of stone house is in front of him. It is obviously a stone tomb. There is a tombstone in front of the tomb with the book "Peach Blossom Island Mistress Feng The words "The Fragrant Tomb of the Clan".

"It seems that this is the resting place of Huang Yaoshi's wife Feng Heng." Song Qingshu didn't expect to come here, and was a little startled for a while.

"Come in quickly." Huang Rong opened a door beside the tomb and hurriedly called him in.

Song Qingshu knew that ordinary people’s tombs had only one division, but some emperors and generals’ tombs were made like palaces, with huge spaces inside. Although Huang Yaoshi could not use as much manpower and material resources as the emperor did, it was obvious It's not like ordinary people, the space inside is still quite large.

After entering the door, Huang Rong closed the Shimen easily. The violent storm that had been raging before was instantly isolated to the outside. Song Qingshu had to sigh. It is no wonder that the primitive people in the early days wanted to build houses, and they really felt more secure inside the house.

Song Qingshu looked around, and his attention was quickly attracted by the coffin in the center, knowing that Feng Heng should be lying there.

I saw Huang Rong walk over, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Mother, my daughter is back to see you." In the early years, she cried like a tearful person every time she came back here. Now, as she grows older, she can bear it. It's better, but his face is still full of sadness.

Suddenly she heard two bangs, and saw Song Qingshu kneeling beside her and kowtow. She was dumbfounded: "What are you doing with kowtow?"

"You kowtow, of course I have to kowtow." Song Qingshu said solemnly.

Huang Rong's face turned red in an instant, and she was ashamed and angry: "Making a fool!" If you know that there is only her husband in this world, her man will kowtow to her mother with her. Song Qingshu's behavior made her I don't know what to do.

"Rong'er, you don't have to think too much," Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "I have heard of Lingtang's deeds a long time ago, and I am full of admiration for her. As a junior, I should pay a visit to her."

Huang Rong snorted, she couldn't get angry, and her eyes softened when she saw his respect for his mother.

After paying homage to his mother, Huang Rong walked to the door, gently opened the stone gate, and looked at the stormy scene outside. She couldn't help but look worried: "I don't know when the storm will stop."

"You grew up by the sea, don't you have a general guess?" Song Qingshu also walked over.

Huang Rong shook her head: "It's hard to tell, sometimes one day will pass, sometimes it might last for about ten days, and it's just a matter of fate."

Because of opening the door, Huang Rong shuddered involuntarily as the wind from outside blew in.

It turned out that the heavy rain was pouring down just now. Although the two of them were rushing all the way, they were still drenched in soup. They just fell in the wind and rain. Now that they are free, they find that their clothes are already tightly attached to their bodies. Blowing, is the bone-to-the-bone cold.

Seeing Huang Rong's body trembling a little, Song Qingshu planned to put her coat on her, but looking at the wet clothes, he couldn't help but smile and gave up.

"I don't know when the wind and rain will stop. It seems that I won't be able to get out for a while. Mr. Fire, let's dry the clothes." Song Qingshu said.

"Light a fire here?" Huang Rong hesitated, after all, this is her mother's tomb.

Song Qingshu persuaded: "You are pregnant now, and your body resistance is not good. If you accidentally contract the wind and cold, then not only you, but also the children in your stomach will be in danger, so that Tang will be alive in the sky. , I certainly don’t want my daughter and grandson to be in danger."

If she is the only one, Huang Rong might really support her, but when she thinks of the child in her belly, her maternal instinct makes her finally agree.

Song Qingshu began to collect materials. The wind and rain were so heavy outside, the branches and wood must have been soaked that they would not be used anymore. Fortunately, there are still many things collected in the tomb.

Originally, Song Qingshu put his idea on the incense case in front of the coffin, but Huang Rong categorically rejected it. Fortunately, some of the wood collected from other places was enough, so he didn't insist on it anymore.

The fire started soon, and the two suddenly felt warm.

"Take off your clothes and bake them. Putting wet clothes on your body will make you sick easily." Song Qingshu said.

"Huh?" Huang Rong couldn't help but looked at him in surprise.

Song Qingshu couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Isn't it the same when you were outside Shanyin City two days ago? Your own thoughts are not pure."

Huang Rong was almost suffocated to death. Who is impure? Not enough to his proposal, I couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Don't worry, I won't peek at you. I am a gentleman and gentleman." Song Qingshu knew her scruples and added.

Huang Rong gave him an angry look, wondering what kind of gentleman are you? However, he has been very polite to herself during this period of time~IndoMTL.com~ and thinking about the outskirts of Shanyin, she hesitated, and finally nodded: "Then you go over there, don't look back."

Song Qing's book stall spread his hands: "Don't worry." He walked around to the other side of the coffin, as if disappearing.

Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief. Xixi Suoso began to take off her clothes. While holding up her dress to block her, she carefully looked to the other side. Seeing that he wasn't peeking, she started to heat up with confidence.

"Bake my clothes by the way." At this moment, a ball of clothes was thrown from the other side.

Huang Rong instinctively grabbed it in her hand and looked intently. She couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry: "You also took off your clothes?"——

This chapter happened to be writing about terrifying storms, and as a result, there was an earthquake in reality

When the monk coded the word, he suddenly found his head dizzy, and then felt that the whole building was shaking and ran out in a hurry. Later, I learned that there was a big earthquake in Jiuzhaigou, and the aftermath affected us here. Finally, I hope that the earthquake did not cause any casualties. In the face of natural disasters, human strength is too small.

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