It is much easier to go down the mountain than it is to go up the mountain.

The long stone steps meandered down the road, and the two of them walked and stopped. They didn't have time to enjoy the scenery when they went up the mountain, but now they could see enough.

However, Qi Ying was obviously absent-minded. After leaving the temple, his eyebrows and eyes were frowning slightly.

Ji Rang pulled her to the side and sat down, unscrewed a box of yogurt and handed it over, making her laugh: "Little fool, why are you so superstitious? Have you learned political classes well?"

She lowered her head and sucked the yogurt. She recalled the words of the monk in green just now, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt sad.

The general's merits in defending his country in his previous life became a murderous crime in this life. He protected the people of the country and sacrificed his life, and finally asked him to bear the consequences.

The little girl suddenly rushed into his arms.

Ji Rang was not prepared and subconsciously hugged her, almost getting beaten by her.

He felt the sad breath of the girl, put away his usual carelessness, and whispered to her: "Yingying, what's wrong?"

She hugged his neck, buried her little head in his heart, sobbed gently, and it took a long time to cry and said, "You... don't fight, don't do dangerous things in the future, and live safely for a long time, okay?"

She was sad for him.

Ji Rang's heart hurt and angry.

The stinky monk said that he was "died young and scared his baby!"

He patted her on the back and coaxed her softly, his voice so soft that it was about to drip out of water: "Okay, I promise you, I agree to whatever you say."

She raised her head, her eyes were red, and she stretched out a little finger, and said in a voice: "Hook."

His distinctive fingers hooked her delicate little finger and whispered: "Well, I promise."

She finally laughed.

When they went down the mountain, the students on the ground were also packing up the garbage and preparing to leave. Qi Ying met Yue Li and the others. She was eating with a bowl of instant noodles and greeted her happily: "Yingying, where are you going?"

Qi Ying said: "We climbed to the top of the mountain and went to Hexi Temple to make a wish."

Yue Li exclaimed: "Wow, that's so tall, it's a few hours to climb. You should only climb up, right?"

Qi Ying nodded proudly, thought for a while, and said, "It's really effective to make wishes there."

A temple where high monks are there must be very functional.

Yue Li's eyes shined: "Then I will come to climb next time I'm on holiday! I want to make a wish to take the college entrance exam!"

The teacher who led the team not far away shouted: "Please pack up the garbage, protect the ecological environment, don't throw it around, and prepare to gather down the mountain."

The spring outing ended with the noisy sounds.

The bus first pulls the students back to school, and then lets them go home.

I will continue to attend classes tomorrow, and the head teachers of each class are saring in the car: "I'll play and make trouble, and I'll try to calm down. I'll take my heart to the college entrance examination in less than three months. Don't think it has nothing to do with you. Then, I'll do this year's college entrance examination questions and see how big the gap is!"

After climbing the mountain for a day, everyone was very tired, lazily sagging in their seats, allowing the teacher to speak out.

The car was shaking, and the afternoon sun shone through the car window, making people drowsy. Although Ji Rang was in good physical strength, he still took a lot of effort to climb to the top of the mountain, and fell asleep with his head resting on his cushion.

He had a dream.

There was a fire in the sky in the dream. He seemed to have become a general, riding on the black-maned horse, and ordered a black soldier behind him to shoot arrows.

The arrows were lit on fire, and they fell into the bandit camp ahead like meteors from the sky. Fighting and roaring around them kept coming. The deputy general reported beside him: "General, the gate of the bandit camp has been broken!" Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading in one second on the mobile phone.

He tightened the reins, his hands were long and held the gun beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Kill."

The sound of horse hooves resounded throughout the valley. He rushed to the front with one horse, and blood splattered wherever he passed. The bandits resisted stubbornly, but could not withstand the trampling of the imperial cavalry and quickly retreated.

I don’t know when it will snow in the sky.

In the white snow, he could see the little girl curled up under the corner of the wall at a glance.

She was in a mess and panicked, but her eyes were bright, like a deer she encountered while hunting, soft and pitiful. A bandit next to her grabbed her long hair, and was about to cut it off. He held the long gun in his hand tightly and threw it forward. The bandit was penetrated by a cold heart and nailed to the wall.

Blood donation sprayed her face.

The red blood and white skin shook his eyes.

She was frightened and lost her mind, but she didn't cry or scream. She sat blankly on the ground, holding her fingers at the dress that she couldn't fall off, covering her chest, her shoulders were like snow, and her long hair was like a waterfall, staring at him immediately.

Very good-looking.

He rode his horse to approach, and she raised her head little by little, her wet big eyes without blinking.

He looked at her for a while and originally wanted to say: The bandits have been killed, don't be afraid, go down the mountain with peace of mind, but I don't know how the words turned out to be: "Is there a place to go?"

She shook her head, her little face pale.

He leaned over and reached out to her.

The little girl hesitated a little, slowly stood up against the wall, and walked up to him obediently.

He bent down, wrapped his arms across her slender waist, and grabbed her onto the horse.

The little girl then exclaimed, and she whispered: "Ah..."

He almost laughed, pursed his lips, rode his horse to the wall, pulled out the long gun, turned his head and walked back.

The deputy general rushed from a distance: "General Ji, all the thieves have been killed! Huh..." Looking at the little girl in his arms, "This one is..."

He glanced at the deputy general indifferently, took off his cloak, wrapped all the little girl in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Burn camp and go down the mountain."

The snow was getting denser and denser, covering the hill.

He smelled the sweet and light fragrance of the little girl in his arms, like the white plum blossoms in the mountains behind him.

He asked her in a low voice: "What's your name?"

"Qi Ying." The little girl turned slightly, revealing half of her obedient side face, "General, my name is Qi Ying."

...

Ji let a shudder wake up from his dream.

The movement was too big, and Qu Dazhuang next to him was alarmed and came over to ask, "What's wrong with me? Have you had a nightmare?"

He took a few breaths, shook his head, and leaned back.

When he closed his eyes, he could still see the scene of his baby being dressed in the wind and snow all over the sky, almost being killed by a thief.

Hold.

It’s all the blame for that stinky monk.

What a shit dream!

The bus drove back to school. After getting off the bus, the students turned around and went home. Ji Rang was so scared by the dream just now that he got off the bus that he called Qi Ying and ran over to find her.

She was waiting at the school gate with her schoolbag that had been empty, which was only a bottle of drinks left. She was wearing a tender yellow spring shirt and was bright and well-behaved. He felt at ease when he took a look.

That's right.

He walked over, carried her schoolbag, and smiled brightly: "Let's go, let my brother take you home."

The little girl glanced at him in shame and followed him obediently towards the bus stop.

...

With the arrival of spring, the pot of hawthorn flowers that Qi Ying sent him also sprouted.

The big guy who has never raised flowers was afraid of raising flowers to death, so he had to watch them a hundred times a day. He also followed the flower farmer, flower farmer, and flower farmer official account, and learn how to become a qualified flower farmer every day.

As April approaches, the weather in Haicheng begins to get hot.

During dinner in the evening, Yu Cheng said to Qi Ying: "Yingying, remember to ask the teacher for leave when you go to school tomorrow."

Qi Ying's hand that was picking up the food was paused, and suddenly realized something, and his fingers shook slightly.

Yu Cheng also said to himself: "It takes more than seven hours to fly back and forth to Yancheng, so you can take two days off."

Qi Ying lowered her eyes and nodded obediently: "Okay."

The next day when she arrived at school, she took the leave note to find Liu Qinghua to sign. Liu Qinghua looked at it and asked, "Is there something wrong? Is it necessary to take two days? The study time is very tight now, so try to ask for less leave as much as possible."

Qi Ying pursed her lips and said softly: "Tomorrow is my parents' day of worship, and I want to go back to Yancheng."

Liu Qinghua didn't expect this to be the case and immediately said, "Oh, okay, go, be careful on the road."

She approved the leave note.

When school was over in the afternoon, Qi Ying went to find Ji Rang.

The back door of Class 9 classroom was always noisy. When Qu Dazhuang saw her from afar, he shouted, "Brother, your little fairy is here to pick you up after school."

An empty bottle flew over.

"You're a horn to become a spirit!"

This scene will be released every day. Qi Ying smiled and waited for Ji Rang to come out with his schoolbag, and waved to Qu Dazhuang and the others: "Goodbye."

Qu Dazhuang covered his heart and said quietly to Liu Haiyang: "The little fairy is so sweet, I seem to be in love."

Liu Haiyang: "You are afraid you want to be stripped alive by your brother?"

After walking out of the teaching building, Qi Yingcai whispered to the young man beside him: "I have taken leave and will not come to school tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
To be continued...