Ye Wumian didn't care whether the scream would wake Yun Sheng up, so he jumped on the horse again, raised his whip, and threw it away hard.
"唳——"
The horse screamed loudly and took him with him towards the boundary of Yuanzhou Prefecture in Jiangxi Province.
He ran until the middle of the night and into the early morning, when the sky was white, the morning sun was shining brightly, and a fiery red ball was slowly rising from the east. Only then did he rein in the horse to a slower pace.
The clear air of the morning rose, and the turbid air of the remaining night sank. Nightless night shook his clothes, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sighed.
Yunsheng woke up very early and was in his arms without crying. He blinked and looked at his chin, and occasionally said baby whispers such as "Yeah, yeah".
Cute, very cute.
"Yunsheng, we must have met a ghost last night."
Ye Wumian looked at Yunsheng and the forest path in front of him with a scared look on his face, and murmured.
Yun Sheng was only about one year old, so naturally he couldn't communicate at this level, but when he heard him speak, his little mouth moved around, and he said "um um" a few times, seeming to be responding to him.
"Oh, I'm not saying that the actor Chu Yan is a ghost. What I mean is that the person we met under the tree at the guidepost was a ghost, and the ghost changed into her appearance."
Ye Wumian relaxed his chest, allowing Yunsheng to lie more comfortably in his swaddling clothes.
Yun Sheng's plump little face moved, and there seemed to be a look of thinking in his eyes. He waved his little hands around, loosened and clenched his tender fingers, "baby" a few times, and tried to say some baby talk. , milky.
If others saw this, they would probably think that Ye Wumian had a conversation with this child.
Then he will inevitably cover his forehead and exclaim, believing that the child is possessed by a ghost. Otherwise, how could he have enlightened to wisdom so early and the evildoer has come to this?
Ye Wumian put his face against Yunsheng's and rubbed it, making him giggle.
Ye Wumian said: "The morning light is dim, wouldn't it be nice for us brothers to find a place to eat a bowl of porridge, drink tea, and talk about the pain of the dust?"
He put the little hand that Yun Sheng had taken out and stuffed it back into the swaddling clothes. He had no sleep at night and defined his relationship with Yun Sheng as "brothers." In this way, even though he had to take care of the baby day and night, he had to take care of everything, including food, drink, and toilet. I didn't feel tired at all.
After riding for a while, we gradually emerged from the forest, and our view suddenly broadened.
Going up a small dirt road, I saw a small town with scattered houses and constant hawking.
I stopped a pedestrian and asked what town it was, and the answer was Heyao Town, a small town in Pingxiang County under the jurisdiction of Yuanzhou Prefecture in Jiangxi Province.
A Pingshui River meanders through the town, with beautiful scenery and new atmosphere.
The warm early sunshine in winter shines on the river, making the waves sparkle, like a dragon crouching underwater, which is really beautiful.
Wumian couldn't find a shop specializing in porridge. There was only a teahouse that sold tea as well as porridge, which was exactly what he wanted.
It was breakfast time at this time, and there were a lot of guests. I waited patiently for a while until everyone had finished eating, and a seat was vacated. Then I called Dr. Tea, tied the horse, told the general to raise some fodder, and spent money to buy it. seat.
It’s not a problem to sit down and have tea and porridge.
At a certain moment, while he was feeding Yunsheng meat porridge, he suddenly heard someone approaching his ear and whispering: "Master, if I am here to serve you, why do you, this little child, need you to work all day long?" I'll take care of the feeding, that's enough."
Ye Wumian raised his head in fear, only to see Chu Yan's face of spring water and lotus reflected in front of his eyes. The two curved eyebrows of willow leaves were blown by the wind, playfully highlighting the rosy eyes of autumn, looking at him with a bright and lively look.
"..."
"Are you really a ghost?..."
A mouthful of hot porridge choked into the trachea, causing severe coughing.
Suddenly, gruel flowed all over my nose and mouth, and it stung and itched, making me extremely embarrassed.
Yun Sheng was so frightened that he cried loudly. His young heart was simple and fragile, and he thought that Ye Wumian had been hurt. He was so worried and frightened that he could not control his emotions.
Seeing that Ye Wumian was in a hurry and worried about Yun Sheng for the moment, Chu Yan picked up Yun Sheng from his arms.
What a coincidence. Ye Wumian wanted to refuse, but when he got there, he let her take her away. He just took the handkerchief from her hand and wiped his nose and tears.
The handkerchief has a delicate fragrance. I don't know if it's the girl's body odor or if it's specially scented. It smells quite good.
I had no sleep all night but had no intention of smelling it. I just wiped it randomly and put it on the table.
Chu Yan hugged Yun Sheng as if very skillfully. After a while, she hugged Yun Sheng until he burst into laughter and stopped crying.
Yunsheng opened his small mouth, held his fingers in his mouth, and sucked them back and forth. Two big eyes looked at Ye Wumian with a look of concern.
"Sir, last night it was dark, and I suddenly appeared. You called me a ghost, so that's all. Today, in this bright and clear world, with gentle breezes and natural righteousness, wisps of righteousness are fluttering to the ground, but you also suspect that I am a ghost. Little girl, really, Very wronged and wronged!”
She pouted, her emotions were in place, and her expression was full. I felt pity for her, which made all the rough and stupid old people in the tea house look at her, as if they were seeing a fairy.
Ye Wumian calmed down after a while, exhaled a long and lingering breath, and said with a wry smile: "If it wasn't a ghost, how could it be that after being thrown away by me, it could always catch up with me several times? Where did ordinary people come from? Such effort!"
The highest light skill he has seen so far is just a monk and a team, no more than Yue Buqi, but even if they come in person, there is no way they can always catch up with him while he is riding a fast horse.
Such speed was beyond his comprehension.
People in ancient times often attributed incomprehensible things to ghosts and gods, so they suspected she was a ghost because of sleepless nights.
A tear seemed to be swirling in Chu Yanqiu's crystal eyes, about to overflow.
"Sir, is it because the little girl was so ugly that she scared you, so you always call me a ghost?"
As he said that, he didn't mind that Ye Wumian had just used the handkerchief. While holding Yunsheng in his arms, he had a free hand, picked it up and wiped away his tears.
"Hey, I just made this dirty. You wiped it with me, and it stained your eyes carefully." Ye Wumian quickly grabbed the handkerchief and stopped her.
Chu Yan smiled with tears in her eyes and said, "Since you know that you care about me, why do you have to leave me behind and run away happily alone?"
Ye Wumian called Dr. Tea and asked for a pot of hot water, soap locust and other things. He washed the handkerchief carefully and returned it to its original fragrant and refreshing state.
"Why are you following me like this? There must be a reason?" Ye Wumian smiled bitterly, not wanting to eat porridge anymore, and looked towards the sky outside the tea room.
The weather is sunny, with few clouds, and it is another precious warm winter morning, which can eliminate all the gloom and gloominess in people and restore their good spirits.
Seeing that he no longer ran away, Chu Yan actually asked seriously about the reason. Her bright eyes lit up, she hugged Yunsheng and sat down, smiling: "Sir, as I said before, things in the world do not necessarily have to have a reason. . I want to follow Young Master, for no reason, I just want to follow him."
