At night, a group of people set up camp in a mountain temple. When the people below went to get food to prepare a meal, a fat boy jumped out of the car.
Rong Yuanyou, with his hair like a chicken coop and round eyes, grinned at Li Yi, "Uncle Li, it's me, I'm Ah You."
Rong Yuanyou hadn't seen Li Yi for almost two years. He was afraid that Li Yi wouldn't recognize him and would stab him, so he quickly introduced himself.
"Why are you here?" Li Yi frowned and reached out to pull Rong Yuanyou out of the car.
"I miss my dad too. I want to go find him." Rong Yuanyou dodged Li Yi's hand, jumped down from the side and ran into the house.
"Brother, sister, I'm here to see you..."
"Ayou, if you run out, your mother will be worried. Go back quickly before you go far!" Li Yi chased after him.
"I don't want to. I left a letter for my mother and I don't want to go back." Rong Yuanyou said and slammed the door shut.
Li Yi took a step back to save his nose.
Looking at the closed door, he didn't go in. With Rong Yubai there, he naturally didn't have to worry about whether Rong Yuanyou would stay or leave. He turned around and continued to arrange today's dinner.
"Ayou, did Mo Qi know that you ran away?" Rong Yubai asked.
Rong Yuanyou shook his head, "Why should Mo Qi know? I left a letter for my mother."
Rong Yubai sighed helplessly, "It's really hard for Mo Qi. I have to leave the city at night to find you."
“…”
"Why is Qiqi suffering?" Rong Chaoxi asked, blinking his big eyes in confusion.
Rong Yubai sneered at the words, but before he could speak, his guard Tang Yi spoke first, "Mo Qi is afraid of ghosts."
Mo Qi knew that his protection was not good enough, so he rode his horse to chase him out at night.
At this moment, I was speeding on the mountain road under the faint light of the moon.
"drive!"
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
"Namo, Heladana, Dorayaye, Namo, Aliya, Balukedi..."
Mo Qi looked straight ahead, reciting scriptures continuously, trying to dispel the fear in his heart.
At this time, a little bird flapped its wings and flew away, and the sound it made was particularly loud in the quiet night.
Frightened, Mo Qi clamped his horse's back tightly, shouted "Gee", and then continued to chant the Great Compassion Mantra tremblingly.
I forgot halfway through and started reciting the Three Character Classic again...
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"Ah~, Qiqi is so pitiful." A look of pity appeared on Rong Chaoxi's face, but there was a cunning light in his eyes.
It seems like he's up to something bad again.
After dinner, everyone went to rest, leaving only one team to stand guard.
At the end of the Shen period, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from afar.
After Mo Qijin hurried for three hours, he finally saw the general's convoy.
The whole person suddenly relaxed.
After tying up the horse, he entered the mountain temple but found it empty.
He walked inside and searched every corner.
Nothing was found.
Didn't they stop here?
But the convoy is still outside.
Is he in danger?
But there are no signs of fighting...
Just as he was thinking, a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sound came from the woods outside the temple.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of white smoke poured into the palace gate.
Mo Qi immediately became alert, covering his mouth and nose with one hand and reaching for the long sword at his waist with the other.
At this time, several black shadows slowly emerged from the white smoke, floating and wandering in it, and occasionally emitting eerie low growls.
"Who! Who is playing tricks!" Mo Qi shouted sternly.
But his trembling voice betrayed his fear at the moment.
“Hurry…come out!”
The shadows of the trees outside the window were swaying, white smoke was slowly spreading into the room, and a black shadow was slowly approaching.
Mo Qi swallowed nervously and kept muttering something.
He was forced to retreat by the white smoke until his back hit the altar, with nowhere to go.
"Don't come over here, don't come over here..." Mo Qi drew out his knife and pointed it at the shadow closest to him, his hands shaking uncontrollably.
When facing the enemy, he can remain calm and fearless.
But the thing facing him was a non-existent ghost, and fear spread infinitely in his heart.
"This is a temple, I... I'm not afraid of you!" His voice was filled with tears and his eyes began to moisten.
"It's okay, he's about to cry..." A faint voice came from behind the white smoke.
"ah……"
"ah……"
At the same time, three black shadows of different heights in the white smoke suddenly jumped forward and shouted at the same time.
"Ah..." Mo Qi was frightened when he saw the black shadow rushing towards him. He closed his eyes, waved the sword in his hand wildly, and screamed wildly.
"Mo Qi, wait...it's us!"
He didn't even hear anyone calling his name.
clang--
The swords collided, making a harsh sound.
Then, the long sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Mo Qi finally regained some sanity.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Tang Yi standing in front of him. He cried out and rushed over, hugging Tang Yi and crying.
"Brother, I was so scared, I just encountered a ghost..."
The fifteen-year-old boy was crying like a three-year-old child at this moment.
Tang Yi patted his back and gently reassured him that everything was fine.
Rong Yuanyou and Rong Chaoxi were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.
That stern and serious Mo Qi actually cried like this?!
"Mo Qi was scared to tears. Now he can have fun, right?" Rong Yubai walked into the hall and patted the back of the heads of the two little guys.
"Third Prince, you are fooling around with them too."
"Big brother didn't stop it either." Han Qinmo took off the black cloth on his body and said with a smile.
Rong Yubai shook his head helplessly.
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