Yu Wu

Chapter 94

Mo Xi felt a long-lost embarrassment when he stared nakedly at him with a half-smile.He pursed his lips and turned his face away.

Naturally, Murong Chuyi would not really take the initiative to ask the other two people for Gu Mang.But since he has nodded in agreement with Gu Mang, that is to say, he has expressed his position, it is indeed worth considering for Mo Xi and Jiang Yexue.

Gu Mang crossed his arms with one arm, leaning on the stone wall and turning the bayonet: "How is it? Cooperation?"

Helping criminals to conceal the situation is a serious crime of deceiving the king.But Gu Mang's proposal at the moment is also correct, they are indeed grasshoppers on the same boat now.

Jiang Yexue took a look at Murong Chuyi and said, "Since uncle is willing...then I won't say anything. As long as you don't do anything embarrassing in the future, I will help you keep the secret."

Gu Mang smiled and cupped his hands at him: "Sensitive. Thank you."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Mo Xi, and that smile faded away.

"What did Mr. Xihe say?"

Mo Xi was silent for a while: "...I will not hand you over to Your Majesty."

"That's a good thing." Gu Mang smiled lazily, "You are all gentlemen. If a man says something, it is hard to follow. I will help you with things, and you will help me keep secrets. You will not owe me anything."

Murong Chuyi asked: "Are you planning to go to the island to catch people now?"

Gu Mang sat down and said, "Don't worry, I used up too much spiritual power to escape from Wuyan's hands before, so please let me have a meal first, brother."

After speaking, he turned over the barbecue skewered on the branch twice.It was only then that Mo Xi realized that what he was roasting on the campfire was a plump goose.

Although Mo Xi was proud, seeing Gu Mang's pain in the past made him feel very uncomfortable, and he still wanted to make peace with Gu Mang, so he asked in a low voice, "... Where did you get the goose from?"

Gu Mang ignored him.

Mo Xi: "..."

Seeing this, Jiang Yexue was embarrassed, and said in a warm voice, "This is stored on my nuclear boat." After that, he took out the nuclear boat that the group of people took when they came to the island before.

He put the nuclear boat on the ground, and with a touch of his fingertips, the boat immediately stretched ten percent from the size of his thumb, as big as a wooden basin.

Jiang Yexue said in a gentle voice, "Boater, please bring me some refreshments."

"Coming!" A clear and pleasant voice came from the nuclear boat with the size of a wooden basin, with Wu Nong's soft tone, giggling, "There are fresh fruits and pastries, and tea leaves. Dongdancong, which ones does the lord want?"

"Take a few of each."

That silver bell laughed crisply: "Okay, that's it."

After all, the cabin curtain of the nuclear boat was raised and lowered, and a lifelike clay figurine boat girl turned out from behind the bamboo curtain. When she was on the boat, she was only half the size of a palm. Muddy, holding a wooden tray full of berry snacks and two pots of hot tea.

Mo Xi watched the mud boat girl put the tray by the firepit with a smile, and asked, "Why didn't I see this puppet when I was on the boat?"

"She's smarter than the other dolls, and it took me a lot of work to make it. When we were on the nuclear boat, she was in charge of flying the boat without showing her face."

The mud boat girl lifted up a face with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and it was indeed possible to see that she was the work of Jiang Yexue's heart. She was obviously just a clay figure, but she had an exquisite face that was very similar to a real person. The physical appearance is very detailed, and the actions and behaviors are more flexible than other clay figurines.

The boat lady bowed to everyone, and said charmingly: "If there is nothing else, I'll go back to the boat first."

"Hey, girl, I'm not in a hurry to go back." Gu Mang was amused, stopped her, and asked with a smile, "Do you have lychee wood on board?"

"The mast is made of lychee wood, unfortunately I can't give it to you."

Gu Mang asked curiously, "Do you know why I need lychee wood?"

The boat lady giggled, and pointed to the crackling bonfire: "Lychee wood barbecue is the most unique taste, I'm afraid the young master is playing tricks on that glutton."

"..." Gu Mang turned to look at Jiang Yexue in surprise, "Why does she even know this?"

Jiang Yexue lowered her eyes and smiled, "When I refined her, I fused a copy of "Kyushu Foodstuffs" into her cranial cavity."

"Yes." Gu Mang couldn't help clapping his hands twice, "I haven't seen you for a few years, brother Jiang's skill in crafting is getting higher and higher, and the things he makes are vivid and smart."

Jiang Yexue took a look at Murong Chuyi, "It's still not as good as my uncle."

Murong Chuyi turned a deaf ear to Jiang Yexue's praise, and leaned against the rock wall with his arms crossed, saying nothing.

With his attitude, Jiang Yexue still smiled slightly. He ordered the boat lady to go back to the cabin, re-sized the boat into the size of a walnut, and put it back in the Qiankun bag.Then Wen claimed to praise Murong Chuyi and said: "My brother-in-law is the most remarkable master of refining weapons, he can turn flowers into boats, and sprinkle rain into buildings."

There is something coaxing in the words.

But Murong Chuyi didn't like this, he simply closed his phoenix eyes, it seemed disgusting.

Mo Xi: "..."

Gu Mang: "..."

Mo Xi thought to himself, this idiot does not know what kind of ability he has, the two nephews all praised him eagerly, but Yue Chenqing praised him enthusiastically, bragging about everyone.Jiang Yexue and outsiders didn't mention her uncle very much, but when they were compared together, Jiang Yexue, as the number one craftsman in the academy, would offer Murong Chuyi to him without hesitation. high position.

However, Jiang Yexue's self-deprecating praise is different from Yue Chenqing's nonsense after all. Yue Chenqing is ignored by Murong Chuyi, which will only make people think Yue Chenqing is funny.

Murong Chuyi ignored Jiang Yexue's sincere compliments, and did not hesitate to offer herself as a compliment, but it made people feel that Jiang Yexue was very pitiful.

Probably Gu Mang also felt this awkward atmosphere, Gu Mang said: "Mr. Murong is an elder after all, Brother Jiang, you are no better than normal. Come on, the roast goose is almost ready, let's eat first. Haven't eaten my crispy skin Goose? Try it."

Although Gu Mang had animosity with Chonghua, Jiang Yexue could not hate Gu Mang in the first place, and Murong Chuyi had no sense of belonging to the country. Moreover, they both have the same purpose at present, so no one went to fight him much. Comparing what is there and what is not.

The roast goose was cooked, dripping with grease.Gu Mang took it off the shelf, picked out the meatiest goose breast, and sliced ​​it into thin slices with a knife. The smell of meat and tar came over his face. The golden crispy skin was connected with the firm and hot meat. The crispy forehead was placed on the banana leaves, and Gu Mang sprinkled a little coarse salt on it, exactly two servings, and handed them to Murong Chuyi and Jiang Yexue respectively.

Jiang Yexue took a sip, Gu Mang smiled and said, "How is it?"

"I didn't expect you to have this skill."

Gu Mang laughed and said, "It would be better if it was roasted with lychee wood, and when roasted, it would be filled with a little bit of berries, the taste would be absolutely worthless."

Jiang Yexue asked, "When did you learn it?"

"Teach yourself without a teacher." Gu Mang said, and went to prepare some new roast goose meat, "Enjoy your taste buds."

Jiang Yexue said, "Why haven't I seen you do it before?"

Looking at the warm bonfire, Mo Xi suddenly whispered: "He did it before."

Jiang Yexue was slightly startled, and then smiled gently, "That's right, you two had a good relationship back then. I remember that Gu Mang really took care of you..."

However, Gu Mang seemed not to want to have too much to do with Mo Xi, he immediately shook his hands and said, "It's a little effort, and there's nothing to take care of."

After speaking, he smiled at Mo Xi, but that smile was a bit perfunctory.

"How long has it been since you remembered that roast goose? In my impression, the heat of the roast goose was not well controlled. It tasted like chewing gum. No matter how much you hate me, Mr. Xihe, don't expose me at this time." It's short." Then he touched his nose, unintentionally leaving a pinch of gray and black on the tip of his nose, "I want a face too."

Through the firelight, Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang's seemingly playful and heartless appearance.

There are too many things stuck, but asking out is doomed to be fruitless.

And at this moment, he himself couldn't decide the tone of his words to Gu Mang, he felt that he would do something very impulsive with just a little bit of push.As long as you open your mouth and release your emotions, it is doomed to be difficult to take back.

So he stopped talking at all.

It doesn't matter if Gu Mang deliberately alienates him, or he really wants to continue to be hostile to him, he thinks that if he can bear it, then he will be patient first.

Another piece of banana leaf was sliced ​​into the crispy, tender and fragrant goose meat. Gu Mang put away the knife and sat down to eat with the leaf in his hands.

Jiang Yexue was as careful as a hair, and felt the subtlety of this, and stopped eating the roast goose—Gu Mang sliced ​​meat for him, and Murong Chuyi sliced ​​meat, but he didn't intend to help Mo Xiye. Make some, this is a bit embarrassing.In addition, Mo Xi is a young master who does not touch the spring water with his fingers, so it is impossible to handle sliced ​​roast goose, and the atmosphere is full of embarrassment and embarrassment.

Just as he was about to say something to take over, Gu Mang raised his head: "I remembered, I forgot about you, Xi Hejun."

Mo Xi: "..."

"Do you want me to cut it for you?"

Before Mo Xi could say anything, he held the banana leaf with a smile and said without sincerity: "Oh, forget it, I, a man with bloody hands, cut something out, Mr. Xihe is so upright and noble, how could I want to eat it?" Ah, you should do it yourself."

Mo Xi said: "...No need. I'm not hungry."

Jiang Yexue knew Mo Xi's stubborn temper, so she couldn't bear it and said, "Mr. Xihe, your body has just recovered, so you should rest up—"

"It's okay." Mo Xi stood up and said, "you can eat. My own body is counted by myself."

"But……"

"He said what he said was what he counted." Gu Mang pulled Jiang Yexue back and said with a smile, "Jun Xihe is no longer a kid who just entered the military camp at the age of fifteen or sixteen. You can believe him when he says what he says. By the way, Brother Jiang, you Do you want another leg?"

Jiang Yexue: "..."

After eating the roast goose and having some refreshments, Gu Mang called Mo Wu Yongye to prepare for his departure.

"You guys meditate in the cave to adjust your breath and restore your spiritual power. Wait for me for an hour. If I still can't find a suitable monster to catch after an hour, I will tell you according to the old method. Are you clear?"

The old method he was talking about was the sound transmission of the spirit butterfly. In the past, when they were on the battlefield, the scout would use this method to transmit the situation on the front line to his colleagues behind.

Jiang Yexue said: "Okay, don't worry."

Gu Mang hid the bayonet in his sleeve and said, "Then I'm leaving."

After saying that, the figure flied quickly, and quickly escaped into the night.

Mo Xi stood at the entrance of the cave, and when Gu Mang was walking, he passed by him, neither of them turned their heads to look at each other, but when Gu Mang was far away, he immediately turned his gaze to the direction where Gu Mang's back disappeared.

Jiang Yexue came to Mo Xi's side and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"..." Mo Xi's fluffy eyelashes drooped, but he didn't answer.

"You've been acting weird since you came out of the time mirror. I just asked Gu Mang the reason, and he only said that he was stimulated by the mirror and recovered most of his memories, and he didn't say much else. I think he can't be forced , so I didn’t ask too much.” Jiang Yexue paused, “Now that he’s gone, can you tell me what did you see in the mirror?”

Mo Xi said: "...We have returned to eight years ago."

Jiang Yexue opened her eyes slightly: "After Gu Mang's rebellion?"

"No. Before." Mo Xi said, "I went back to the eve of his rebellion."

Jiang Yexue saw that his face was pale when he mentioned this matter, so she hesitated and said, "You are in the mirror of time, did you go to persuade Gu Mang?"

"Yeah. I tried to persuade, but it's useless." Mo Xi said wearily, "This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is... I saw some things that we didn't know before."

Jiang Yexue curled her hand on the armrest of the wooden wheelchair slightly, she was also concerned: "What's the matter?"

Mo Xi was silent for a while: "I can't say yet, I can't figure out a clear context now, and I can only see the tip of the iceberg in many cases. So I want to wait until I return to the city to re-investigate the old case from eight years ago. "

Jiang Yexue was about to say something more, when she suddenly heard Yue Chenqing's weak voice crying in the depths of the cave, "Fourth Uncle..."