Nightfall Chapter 9: There is no mountain in my eyes, Moshan Mountain

Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 9, There is no mountain in the eyes, Moshan Mountain

"What do you say?"

The black-haired girl did not turn around, and the tone of her speech seemed to be much smaller than normal people's ups and downs, which made her appear abnormally calm, or she could not feel any emotion at all.

Zhu Zhihua and Tmall female looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Jue Zhihua took a few steps forward and whispered: "If the temple knows that the mountain lord is here, I wouldn't want to be so partial to the moon wheel."

The black-haired girl picked up the pen again, wrote quietly on the case, and said: "Since I am receiving the edict from the temple and come to assist the Yan people, it is natural to receive the military order to assign tasks. Where can I talk about favoritism?"

Zhu Zhihua said anxiously: "The king's court is deep in the wasteland, and we rely on us to **** the food and grass. Once we encounter horses, thieves, or even some malicious people, what should we do?"

The black-haired girl picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and whispered, "So what?"

We have been with Mochi in the mountains for many years. Jue Zhihua knows that she has such a personality. She is not indifferent and unfeeling, but obsessed with calligraphy and ink. She does not care about most things in the world. However, now a disciple of Mochiyuan We are facing a very dangerous situation, she is the only one who can save this situation, and can't continue to be like this.

Zhu Zhihua clenched her fists slightly, looked at the black hair pouring down her back, and said: "If the mountain lord does not show up, we may die on the wasteland. You may be able to survive, but I will definitely If you die, Lynx will die too, and those shameless and sinister villains will be happy because of our death. They have been delusional to oppress the Moon Nation of Dahe Monarchs and may even celebrate the whole country."

The black-haired girl next to the case slowly put the ink-filled writing brush back on the inkstone. After a moment of silence, she retracted her hands from her sleeves into her arms and said calmly, "But why are we dead?"

Jiu Zhihua listened to her as usual, more anxious, and said with a wry smile: "Because we are not the enemy's opponent."

The black-haired girl said calmly: "If the disciples of Mochi Garden are all elevated, they are all masters in the cave profound realm, or there is another master who knows fate like a master, then even if they go deep into the wasteland, Who dares to be so rude to us? Who dares to frame us with such absurd tricks?"

Juzhihua was stunned, not knowing what she meant by these words at this time.

"Because the disciples of Mochiyuan are not strong enough, they have to be bullied. Therefore, facing this situation, they will fear and fear death. If we are strong enough, we will not fear and will not be bullied."

The black-haired girl's voice is as straight and smooth as thin ice on the lake, without any undulations.

"If you want to become a strong person, you must have the courage to face the experience. Why is no one in the world dare to despise Chang'an Academy? Because their ordinary students also have to participate in the battlefield practice, to go to the most dangerous place to accept life and death Test."

"When faced with a difficult situation, don’t always think about letting me speak. In the eyes of the world and you, I may have a false name, but you don’t know at all. In this world, false name is the least powerful thing. , The power always lies only in the power itself, just like the pen and ink always only lies in the pen and ink itself."

Tmall was standing next to Jue Zhihua looking at the black-haired girl, she couldn't help but frown and asked, "But Sister, your realm is so high, isn't it strong enough?"

"Dongxuan Upper Realm... sounds really good."

The black-haired girl said calmly: "Datang Wang Jinglue is known as invincible below his fate. Prince Longqing is one step away from knowing his fate. The idiot Ye Hongyu is even afraid of Prince Longqing. What is the upper realm of the cave profound?"

These three people are the strongest among the young generation in the world. She mentioned indifferently. Although they were warnings of the same class, they also revealed an aura that she is rightly qualified to be compared with these three.

Tmall woman listened to these words, stuck her tongue out, and said, "Senior Sister's words are unreasonable. Even if these three people are advanced in realm, they are just like you. If you want to say something stronger... A major practitioner in the realm of mindfulness, but the problem is that such a major practitioner is not a great priest of the temple, or a peerless figure who founded a school like the uncle. Ordinary people will never see one in their lifetime. How can they be so easy to encounter ."

The little girl's remarks are right. The great practitioners of the realm of life-knowing realm are in the world like a dragon, who can be known but not met. They sometimes show their faces in the clouds, and are instantly hidden in the courtyard of the mountains, which is extremely difficult to encounter.

However, if Ning Que hears these words, it will definitely be difficult to generate empathy. Those who get along with him day and night, often ask for more details, such as the second brother with a stick, grabbing the skin of the crab porridge with himself, the master who soaks the brothel every day, the Chao Xiaoshu, the national teacher, the imperial brother, and the professor Huang He , Let alone the Master and Big Brother who haven’t seen each other...

A great practitioner of the realm of mindfulness? What is the difference with the Chinese cabbage that is everywhere in the field?

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The black-haired girl has a set idea. Although the girls of Dahe Country still have many ideas in their hearts, they have to keep them and start to make preparations. However, they stand on the lakeside and watch the lead clouds and snow drifting in winter. Jue Zhihua couldn't help showing a worried look on the remote wasteland where the days seemed more mysterious and dangerous.

They come from the southern part of the mainland and have never been to a wasteland. Regardless of their diet, climate, geography, and humanities, they are all blank. The Alliance Army to Aid Swallows has sent guides, but how reliable are those guides? Who wouldn't be afraid of entering a completely unknown world without a reinforcement alliance and no divisional backing?

The young Tmall woman is more heartless. She is angry at the unfairness of the temple and the shamelessness of the people of Moon Country, but she is not very afraid of entering the wasteland. She believes that as long as the senior sister is there, any danger is Not dangerous. So she still has a leisurely feeling, remembering the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Chang'an Furongji, and the light of the knife in the snowflakes that day, trotting along the lakeshore all the way to find Ning Que to bid him farewell.

Ning Que heard her talk about the situation faced by the disciples of Mochiyuan, and was silent for a moment, then looked at the little girl with a flushed face and smiled. There are many emotions hidden in the gentle smile. I am too bullish than if so. Desperate like that.

Tmall Girl stared at him in a daze, and suddenly said: "Brother, you laugh so terribly."

Ning Que was stunned and asked, "Isn't it very gentle, sincere, kind and simple?"

Tmall Girl Gege laughed, the silver bell rang by the lake, and a few snowflakes fell.

Ning Que looked at her, made his smile appear more peaceful and casual, and said casually: "It's a coincidence to say, I also want to go into the wasteland to do things."

Tmall's eyes lit up and she looked at him and said, "Brother, also going to the wasteland?"

"Hmm."

Tmall woman exclaimed with a sense of worship: "Are you alone? You are amazing."

"I am familiar with wasteland."

Ning Que, who succeeded in abducting the little girl with sweet-scented osmanthus cake, smiled slightly, thinking that when he left the wasteland last spring, he was a guide. It seems that when he returns to the wasteland this winter, he still needs to be a guide.

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Although I guessed the suppression and squeeze that the girls of Dahe Country might encounter, this is more of luck than analytical ability. Ning Que is not a **** who emerges from the sky, so it is impossible for everything to be done according to his ideas.

Tmall brought him to the Mochi Garden campsite and told Zhuo Zhihua about this. Jue Zhihua frowned slightly and looked at Ning Que and asked inexplicably: "Brother Zhong, you are a disciple of the academy, it seems a little inconvenient."

In a novel story, if you want to go somewhere to do something, and suddenly meet someone who wants to walk with you at this time, then that person may be a fugitive who is not a gangster. As long as there is a little experience, people who are not as innocent and deceptive as Tmall will feel that there must be some problems hidden in this coincidence.

Because Ning Que is a Chinese from Dahe country and is also a student of the academy, and the exchange of food with Dahe country girls has become familiar these days, and that day it was the monk from the White Tower Temple who helped them to rescue them. Zhihua is unwilling to associate him with any bad aspects, so it is more polite to decline.

Ning Que asked: "What's the inconvenience? I'm worried that the temple will be unhappy when it knows that the Tang people have come in?"

Juzhihua lowered his head slightly to indicate his default.

Ning Que smiled and said, "Then I will dress up as a disciple of Mochiyuan."

He looked at the Mochiyuan disciples who were busy packing their outfits not far away. He felt that the Master Shushen was relieved to let such a group of unworldly boys and girls come to the fort for experience.

"Since it is sending food into the wasteland, there should be no one on the road to check if there is more me in the team. If I want to say that my identity is exposed...well, I think the juniors and sisters of Mochi Garden should be worth it Trusted."

His tone is calm and gentle, but with irresistible strength. This is the skill of rhetoric. He directly throws away the question of why he wants to go, and only talks about the problems of his peers. If you wait for the basis of the discussion Are placed behind.

I was suffocated in Chinese and didn't know how to answer. I thought that if I didn't agree with this enthusiastic college fellow, my tone would inevitably be stiff, and I might offend the other party.

Ning Que looked at her with a smile, and said, "Is there any problem?"

At this moment, behind the yellow cloth fence came a calm and stiff voice.

"The question is why you are going to the wasteland."

The yellow cloth surround was lifted, and the girl in white slowly walked out, with black hair in white clothes, and a wide blue cloth belt tied around her waist, making the whole outfit more plain.

Ning Que recognized that this was the girl who was standing on the branch and watching the lake view that morning. He didn't say much, but just smiled and bowed.

The black hair of the white-clothed girl casually draped her shoulders without a trace of disorder, under her long and slightly sparse eyelashes, her calm eyes did not know where she was looking, as if she did not have an accurate focus, she looked a little cold, her white cheeks were slightly rounded , Without any expression, seemed to be holding something vaguely, and her thin red lips were pursed like a straight line.

Regardless of her eyebrows, eyebrows and skin color, there is no place in this girl that can be called stunning, but the combination of them is very beautiful. Ning Que, who lacks adjectives like someone, quietly watched her and thought about it for a long time. From the bottom of my heart, I screamed for a good-looking, but I couldn't find any more accurate words.

The most noticeable thing was her gaze. It didn’t move, but she didn’t know where she was looking. So she looked a little sluggish and indifferent. It took Ning Que a long time to turn her gaze away from her. I took it back and noticed more details.

A cute pink hairpin is pinned between the girl's black hair. Because of the cold weather, the tip of her nose is reddish. This unconsciously cuteness finally dilutes the indifference.

He repeated the other party’s question: "Why go to the wasteland?"

The white-clothed girl looked at him, as if looking at the tree behind him, waiting in silence.

Ning Que was displeased by some kind of disdain that might be hidden in her eyes, and said, "Why go? Because I stayed in Dongshengzhai too boring, what about this reason?"

This is obviously an angry speech.

The girl in white was not angry either, she still stared at him, or at the tree behind him.

Ning Que suddenly felt that besides Sangsang, there seemed to be another woman who could beat her. She couldn't help but shook her head and laughed at herself: "Of course this is not a good excuse. I admit it. , But I believe you should also believe that I will not harm you."

"I am familiar with the wasteland, and going on the road with you will bring you a certain degree of convenience. You help to hide my identity, which is exactly what I need, so this is a win-win choice."

The girl in white finally said the second sentence, but it was essentially the same as the first sentence.

"Why?"

Ning Que said gently: "Our two countries have been repaired for generations, and it is only natural that the Academy and Mochi Garden will join hands."

The girl’s third sentence should be the same question, neither her expression nor her tone changed.

"Why?"

After watching her silent for a long time, Ning Que finally truly lost the battle. He gestured with his eyes to Jue Zhihua to take Tmall away. After only two of them were left on the spot, he explained seriously:" The temple is interested in the wasteland and the waste people, and I am also interested in these things. In this matter, the academy will have its own voice after all."

The girl asked without expression: "Then why are you hiding your identity?"

Ning Que reluctantly explained: "Because the academy just wants to go and see, besides...I am a gold medal detective of the court, little detective, of course I have to do things in secret."

The second half of the sentence is obviously nonsense, but I don’t know why. It seems that this nonsense has convinced the girl in white clothes. The thin and sparse eyelashes blinked, and she continued to ask: "What good do we have ?"

"On behalf of the Academy, whether it is the temple or the Moon Kingdom, I would be somewhat afraid to oppress you."

The girl shook her head slowly, and said: "If you hide your identity, there will be no fear."

After thinking for a moment, Ning Que looked into her eyes and said: "If I really fall into the dead, I will naturally not continue to hide my identity. I believe that with Mochiyuan’s self-esteem, I only need me at that time. For help."

The girl slowly looked away, looked at the trees by the lake or the thin ice on the lake, and said: "Why should I trust you?"

Ning Que replied: "The Academy is worthy of trust."

The girl turned her head back, looked at his chest quietly, and said, "Okay."

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"What do you call a girl?"

"Moshan Mountain."

"Moshan Mountain in Mogan Mountain."

Ning Que thought to himself that the mountain behind Mochi Garden was called Mogan Mountain? If the ink dries, how can Lord Shusheng Wang write? Doesn't the famous bookworm want to cry?

"School Bell..." For some reason, he didn't want the name Zhong Dajun to be spoken between the thin lips of the white-clothed girl, and added: "I am ranked thirteen, girl you can call me thirteen."

The young girl Mo Shanshan took a step forward, very close to him, and squinted at his face.

Ning Que looked at the nice little face close at hand, feeling very embarrassed.

Looking at the most subtle expression of the other person, confirm that he really doesn't know who he is...

The girl Mo Shanshan nodded, patted him on the shoulder like an elder, then turned and left.

I don't know if she is satisfied or dissatisfied.

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(Jiang Ye has many firsts in this book. This chapter is my first attempt to describe the appearance of a character positively and intuitively. My ability to describe people and things has always been extremely poor. This time I stole a coincidence and difficulty. Be smaller, and try to do this more in the future. Finally, today I finally wrote it out again. It’s a long time to breathe, please vote for the recommendation. We are still number one. We are very awesome. One more day is one day. Good night.)