Chapter 249: Theory of Life and Death

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In Kuanzhou City, it was not known yet that a war was about to begin. It was quiet and peaceful. Under the night wind, many people went out to enjoy the cool weather and wander around.

Mo Lingfeng led his soldiers back to Mo Mansion. He first ordered the kitchen to make ice cheese and locust leaf cold soup. After entering the second hall, he took off his soft armor and told Mo Qianlan whether to report good news or bad news.

After the aunts finished feeding Mo Qianlan the medicine, she saw that the moon was bright and the sky was full of stars, so she asked Yin Bei to put a soft couch in the yard and enjoy the scenery with Mo Qianlan in the yard.

The aunts moved Mo Qianlan to the couch with nimble hands and feet, and the nanny also rushed over, setting up tables, chairs, benches and food.

"Girl, you can only eat one cup of iced cheese, but it's okay to eat it cold with locust leaves. I'll let them have it with a bowl of hot soup."

Mo Lingfeng turned a deaf ear to Nanny Mo's words. She sat down next to Mo Qianlan and sniffed him hard. She raised her head and pinched her nose: "I'm a puppy."

The nanny sighed silently, closed her mouth, and retreated.

The servants all retreated to both sides, bowing their heads in silence. A few candlesticks were placed in the corners so that they would not spoil the fun and they could see clearly.

Dried mugwort was smoked a little further away to drive away mosquitoes.

Mo Lingfeng took a silver spoon and ate a red bayberry soaked in sugar water. He wanted to eat another one, but also wanted to save it for the iced cheese. At this moment, Cheng Ting's loud voice sounded outside the courtyard door: "Er Gou! "

He held the wine jar with one hand, stepped over the threshold, and went straight to the table: "It's a coincidence that I'm back."

Putting the wine jar on the table with a bang, he turned around to face Mo Qianlan, stood up straight involuntarily, tensed his skin, and bowed his hands in a salute: "Uncle, my nephew is here to see you, this is a jar Tiger bone wine, my nephew specially sent it for you to replenish it."

Even though Mo Qianlan had already left his soul, he still felt frightened when he faced Mo Qianlan.

He straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of sitting across from Mo Lingfeng, he turned around and sat next to her hand. He reached out and pinched a bayberry: "You are willing to come back."

Mo Lingfeng saw Zeer come in with the iceberg, and he happily asked Yin Bei to take away the tiger bone wine and make room: "Xu Huiran is pregnant?"

The bayberry immediately choked Cheng Ting's throat. He made several "kaka" and "bang" noises, his face turned red and his neck was thick from holding it in. Yin Nan slapped him on the back, and he spat out the bayberry with a "pop" sound. Far away.

"Ahem, how do you know?"

"Three months later, you sent me a message and came back seven times. Either Xu Huiran is pregnant or Xu Huiran is sick."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Cheng Ting coughed twice more, "Don't be so clumsy, do you have my share of the cheese?"

Mo Lingfeng opened the iceberg, and there were two bowls of snow-capped cheese inside. As soon as he opened the lid, countless water droplets quickly condensed on the walls of the bowl, and dripped down one after another: "You have your share."

Cheng Ting took out a bowl and took a bite without using a spoon. Then he put the bowl on the table and sighed: "Comfortable."

He picked up the spoon and watched Mo Lingfeng eat the cheese: "I was in Jeju, and I often heard the ignorant people on the boat talking about you. How did they know you were like this?"

Mo Lingfeng freed up his mouth to ask, "What did you say about me?"

"nothing."

"You can guess. It's just that I rely on my brother to show off my power. Female generals are not worthy of their reputation. They themselves are not good at literature or martial arts. How can a girl be a general?"

Mo Lingfeng smiled and boasted seriously: "Even if I don't join the army and open a sugar shop in Sichuan, I can still be one of the best in the world."

"That is."

Mo Lingfeng winked at him slyly: "Sooner or later, these useless trash will be shocked."

"Huh?" Cheng Ting's lips and teeth turned cold, "Why are you so scared?"

Mo Lingfeng raised an index finger: "Secret."

The servants brought locust leaves coldly. Cheng Ting saw that she was determined to remain stubborn, but he made her feel anxious and unbearable: "I can't even tell you?"

"cannot."

"I don't even care to hear it."

The two of them buried their heads in eating cold locust leaves, overeating, and surprisingly unanimously leaned back and looked up.

The big yellow dog was lying at Mo Lingfeng's feet, with an old face drooped and sleepy.

Cheng Ting looked at the sky full of stars and suddenly stood up: "I'm leaving. I'll go home and watch the stars with Hui Ran."

He came and went in a hurry, and the yard quickly became quiet. Mo Lingfeng remained motionless: "Blow out the lamp."

The candles went out, and the courtyard fell completely into darkness and silence. Above the sky, the stars remained unchanged and were not disturbed by the ups and downs of the human world.

They are cold and eternal.

Mo Lingfeng saw the vast and endless ruthlessness in it, and her eyes became cold. She reached out and grasped Mo Qianlan's hand, holding the fate of each other.

She turned around and asked Yin Bei to send Mo Qianlan back to the house. The two aunts hurriedly followed to wait on her, but she didn't want to get up for the moment, so she stared blankly for a long time before getting up and going out.

She walked, and Zell walked too, walking cautiously, not daring to step on her long shadow on the ground, as if there were thorns hidden in the shadow that would hurt his feet.

Walking out of the second hall and towards the Changsui Residence, Mo Lingfeng stepped on a Lingxiao flower that fell to the ground and suddenly asked Zell: "Where do you Qiang people think people will go after death?"

"I'm not going anywhere." Zell looked at her and seemed to tremble slightly. "Shibi said that mountains will collapse when they get old, water will dry up when they get old, and sparrows will chirp and die one after another, and people will also die when they get old. Like mountains and water, scattered between heaven and earth, everything is God’s will.”

Mo Lingfeng smiled: "Ruthless."

But this kind of ruthlessness is more soothing than reincarnation.

She turned to ask: "Who is Shibi?"

"He is a person who connects life and death, and goes straight to the gods," Zell sneered at her, "Are you afraid of death? Didn't you say you are a god? Gods are not afraid of death."

Mo Lingfeng turned his head and glanced at Zell: "I'm not afraid of death, but if I die, what will my brother do?"

She walked forward with her head drooped, and Zell suddenly found the pitiful and cute shadow of a little girl peeking out of her powerful soul.

"You love your brother very much, just like I love my father."

Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "No, just like you love your Shibi."

Zell was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that Mo Qianlan was far from being comparable to Shibi. Mo Lingfeng had already stepped into the center of Chang Sui, and waved with his back to him.

The door of the long-term residence was closed, and the entire Mo Mansion suddenly fell into silence with this sound.

Half an hour later, bodyguard Mo Lingfeng and Yin Bei met at Jiaomen and went to the Yan Pavilion on Yuhua Street to drink and have fun. Yin Bei looked after the Detachment of Women and paid attention to Tan Xuan's movements.

Tan Xuan is having a banquet at the Yan Pavilion today and will not return home until his son's arrival.

When midnight was approaching, Tan Xuan came out of the pavilion, leaned on the railing and looked at the table downstairs.

The prostitute was dancing on it, her skirt spinning and unfolding under his gaze, blooming like a flower.

The unscrupulous guests kept laughing, the drunkards stumbled and competed, and even a woman came, laughing and loudly asking the waiter to serve the wine.

It must be the women's army that Mo Lingfeng brought back to the city.

He pursed his lips tightly and wrinkled the word "Chuan" on his forehead. When he was about to turn around and go to the official room, he suddenly saw a Detachment of Women who was struggling with his companions. Something fell from his waist. Under the bright candlelight, it seemed that something was falling from his waist. Block token.