Chapter 79 Chapter 79 If she is not allowed to go out, she will...

"Oh, were you so tired recently that you had such a big appetite?" Su Guanzhang patted Bai Falcon's head. "I'm so sorry for wrongly accusing you."

Xuan Jinyu understood what he said and agreed, "That's right, you actually called me a glutton. That's too much."

Su Guanzhang looked at her with a smile.

So she just let him take the blame?

Xuan Jinyu glared at him.

Well, Su Guanzhang took the blame honestly, both of them shared it.

By the end of November, Xuan Jinyu was finally able to leave the cave and walk further away.

Although she was able to walk around the cave entrance half a month ago, she was tired of walking the same route and seeing the same scenery every day. Su Guanzhang was not tired of it, but she was.

She touched the small peach tree at the entrance of the cave that was filled with Lan Jie'er's placenta over and over again, and even memorized the patterns of its new leaves.

If you don't let her go out, she will make a fuss.

This is how she "threatened" Su Guanzhang last night.

Su Guanzhang laughed and immediately agreed to her request. After breakfast, he took her out of the cave entrance.

In his other hand, he held Sister Lan, who had just woken up and was lying quietly with her eyes open.

Finally leaving the vicinity of the cave, Xuan Jinyu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed.

She imitated Bai Falcon's movements, scanning her surroundings until she finally settled on the people around her. Only then did she notice that Su Guanzhang had changed his belt, and Xuan Jinyu even felt it looked familiar.

She looked at him for a long time, and when she had walked a long way out of the cave, she suddenly remembered and asked him, "Didn't you throw away your soft sword?"

She recognized it. Wasn't this belt the same soft sword he had used before?

When she fell off the cliff that day, before he caught her, she saw his soft sword quickly pass by her from a long distance and disappear beneath her.

Afterwards, she asked him about it, and Su Guanzhang said that he had thrown the sword away in order to speed up his own fall so that he could catch her.

As soon as she asked the question, Xuan Jinyu realized something, "Did my father and his men find it?" She changed the question.

Su Guanzhang squeezed her hand tightly and said, "Hmm," "The secret guards found it on the east side of the mountain. The sword was stuck in the grass at the time, and they only discovered it during their second round of search."

The next day after learning that they were safe, Su Sheng stuffed the soft sword into a pile of supplies and asked Bai Falcon to bring it to him at the bottom of the cliff.

However, the sword had drunk too much blood and had acquired a malevolent aura. Xuan Jinyu had just given birth, and fearing it might affect her, he had kept the sword in the small cave and never let it near him.

Now that Xuan Jinyu's energy and blood have basically recovered, he has put the soft sword back around his waist.

He had never really believed in Buddhism and Taoism before. However, now he finally had some reverence for them. That day, he told Xuan Jinyu that he wanted to be a loving couple with her for the rest of their lives, and that was also his hope.

As a result, he also took into account some of the taboos of Buddhism and Taoism.

On the first night after giving birth, Xuan Jinyu heard Su Guanzhang read the letters written to them by their family members, and naturally learned about their second round of mountain searches.

"Fortunately, the white falcon found us." Xuan Jinyu said thankfully.

If it weren't for the white falcon delivering the letter for them, their family members at home would have been extremely worried.

"Yes. Every sip and every bite has its own cause and effect." Su Guanzhang said.

When they rescued the white falcon that day, they thought the bird of prey would be difficult to approach, but they didn't expect it to like Xuan Jinyu so much and actually let her get close.

During the next three months of feeding and accompanying, it was hard to tell who was accompanying whom.

"Have you really converted to Buddhism from now on?" Xuan Jinyu listened to him saying things seriously that he would never say before, and scratched his palm.

"No." Su Guanzhang answered the question irrelevantly and held her hand tightly in his palm. "If my husband really converted to Buddhism, you will cry with Sister Lan." He made a joke.

loquacious.

Xuan Jinyu raised the corners of her lips.

However... when she walked to the bamboo forest where she had been on the day she fell off the cliff and listened to the wind in the bamboo forest, Xuan Jinyu suddenly thought of a question.

"No, why did your soft sword go to the east side of the mountain?" Xuan Jinyu pointed to a peak that towered into the clouds far away from them. "That mountain?"

Sister Lan yawned, but didn't want to sleep. She opened her watery eyes and forced herself to look at her parents.

Su Guanzhang patted her back and began to coax her to sleep skillfully.

"It's that mountain." Su Guanzhang replied.

"When we were falling off the cliff, a strong wind blew. Do you remember?" Su Guanzhang asked her.

Strong wind? The wind was so strong the whole time they were falling off the cliff!

Xuan Jinyu was puzzled at first, and then she was stunned. There was a particularly strong wind.

She remembered the moment when they paused in the air. It turned out that it was not just her illusion.

Seeing that she had figured it out, Su Guanzhang leaned over and kissed her face before standing up and calmly releasing his hand that was blocking the child's view.

"You're right. It was indeed that strong wind that blew us here." Otherwise, they would have fallen near the soft sword.

However, my father told me in a letter that the mountain they were searching was so desolate that they couldn't even find a cave to shelter in at night.

Moreover, the temperature dropped sharply at night, and it was so cold that women and children could hardly bear it.

"Thanks to that gust of wind." Su Guanzhang suddenly felt a little scared.

Just by reading the few words my father wrote in the letter, I could tell how much suffering and pain the people outside had endured while looking for them.

Jinyu was about to give birth at that time. If they fell into the mountain, it was unclear whether they could survive; even if they survived by chance, Jinyu and the child would suffer.

He looked down at his daughter who had fallen asleep with her eyes closed in his arms and kissed her little face lovingly.

"Little piglet, thanks to your mother's luck."

Xuan Jinyu also understood his unspoken intentions and felt uneasy. But thinking of her good fortune since childhood, she quickly calmed down.

At this moment, hearing Su Guanzhang say this, she pinched his face and said, "It's all thanks to my good luck." She applied a little force on her hand and said, "But, try calling Sister Lan "little piglet" again?"

The daughter is a piglet, so what is she who gave birth to the daughter?

Su Guanzhang chuckled, "Jinyu," he let her pinch him, only turning his gaze to the side with a hint of understanding, "Are you looking at Sister Lan's face every day and want to pinch her, but you're worried about hurting her, so you come to pinch me?"

He heard it all. She often called her daughter "little piglet" in private, but he was not allowed to call her that.

He touched his daughter's little face and said, "Your mother is very hypocritical."

He was right, and Xuan Jinyu withdrew her hand guiltily.

"Sister Lan fell asleep?" She avoided the subject.

Su Guanzhang looked at her for a long moment, then lowered his head and kissed his daughter's chubby face. "Sister Lan, you're so cute, yet your mother is actually thinking of pinching you."

"Su Guanzhang, you are wrongly accusing me." Xuan Jinyu maintained her composure, but was worried about disturbing the child who had just fallen asleep, so she lowered her voice.

"Yes." Su Guanzhang responded, and then took her hand with his other hand. "I have wronged you. Go back and let you do whatever you want. How about that?"

Xuan Jinyu raised her lips and scratched his palm, "Su Guanzhang, you really make me look unreasonable!"

She seriously suspected that the man did it on purpose.

Deliberately tease her, make her angry, and then start coaxing her.

"You've become a bad person," she said.

Su Guanzhang led her through the clear bamboo sounds, "Well, I've learned bad things," he replied.

As the couple chatted and walked at the bottom of the cliff, they realized that things were not very peaceful at the foot of the mountain, which was separated by several layers of mountains and rivers.

A group of black-robed warriors who looked very skilled surrounded the hunter's house in the mountains and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

Just as the leading man in black was about to kick the door, someone from the neighboring farmer's house opened the wooden door and met the group of people through a wooden fence.

"Who are you? Do you have something to do with the hunter?" the farmer asked vigilantly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to stop the woman behind him from coming out.

The leader of the men in black looked him up and down, and seeing that he was just an ordinary person, he put away his murderous aura, but his aura was still intimidating.

"Did you move here recently?" he asked in a rather impolite tone.

The farmer felt uncomfortable with his question, but when he saw the swords on the men's waists, he suppressed his anger and answered honestly, "We moved here over a year ago, and we just got a new wooden fence."

"Where did the hunter go?" the leader of the men in black asked again.

The farmer shook his head. "Hunters don't usually go out. If they do, they go back to the mountains and stay there for two or three months before returning with their prey."

He recalled as he spoke, "He left about a month and a half or two months ago. I saw him walking into the mountains."

"Has he ever come out since he entered the mountain?"

The farmer suppressed his impatience and kept his hand on the door to block his wife from coming back. "No, he usually doesn't come back so early," he said.

The leader of the black-clothed men stared at him for a long time, and the farmers were so nervous that they were afraid that they would kill them to silence them.

But he didn't say anything wrong, so there's no need to silence him, right?

While the farmer was still thinking anxiously, the leader of the black-robed men had already put his hand to his mouth and blew a whistle.

A group of people jumped out from all over the hunter's high courtyard wall.

The farmer was so frightened that he slammed the door shut, fastened the bolt, pushed his wife through the main room, and hid in the inner room.

His wife was inexplicably blocked at the door by him. She heard him talking to someone for a few words but couldn't make out anything significant.

Seeing her husband so flustered, she was a little unhappy, "What are you doing? I still have to cook! Aren't you hungry?"

This cursed man, no one knew what he ate last night. He didn't even get into bed. He pressed her down on the square table in the main room and started having sex with her. He didn't let her fall asleep until midnight.

It was the first time she got up so late. Not only was her waist sore and painful, but she was also starving. Yet he was here, and she didn't know what he was doing.

"Shh!" The farmer covered his wife's mouth.

When the couple could no longer hear any movement outside the door, they opened the door and took a peek, only to find that the group of black-robed warriors had disappeared long ago.

"Is this what you called a death sentence?" The woman was furious. She opened the door and pointed at the empty space filled with wind. "Where did these bad guys come from to kill us?"

The farming couple lived across a mountain from the villagers at the foot of the mountain, and they were also subjected to the same interrogation.

However, after questioning him, the black-robed man didn't leave in a hurry this time. He continued, "Are you saying someone fell off that peak? Who fell? Is he still alive?"

"Are you talking about the two people who fell off the cliff?" A villager, holding pig grass in his hand and rushing home to feed the pigs, muttered, "Why are so many people asking about this?"

He had already walked to his own door, but was stopped and asked irrelevant questions for a long time. Who would be happy?

The pigs in his house have been grunting for a long time.

Seeing the man's bad face, his wife quickly pulled the old man aside and said with a smile, "Someone is looking for it every day. It would be better if you go and ask them."