When the carriage was halfway through the journey, it suddenly began to rain heavily. The terrain in the mountains was dangerous, and rockslides often occurred.
So Feng Qingyu took the lead and hid in a cave. Nangong Yun led the horse to the tree at the entrance of the cave and tied it up.
Xin Moer snuggled into Feng Qingcang's arms and hid in the cave together before landing on the ground.
Xiao Wu and Lan Yin took care of the carriage and followed them inside to take shelter from the rain.
Fortunately, there was some dry firewood in the cave, so there was no need to go out in the rain to collect firewood.
Xiao Wu gathered Senchai together and lit the fire.
Because Feng Qingcang and Xin Moer were sitting in the carriage, they were not affected, and there was not a drop of rain on their bodies.
But the rainy weather was really cool, so a group of people gathered together, formed a circle, and made a fire.
In the evening, the heavy rain still showed no signs of letting up.
Xin Moer felt a little hungry and started looking for something to eat again.
Unfortunately, they expected to arrive in Kyoto at around midnight and have dinner there.
Unexpectedly, it would start raining on the way, and strong winds of level 8 were blowing. Many thinner trees were uprooted by the strong winds. Therefore, no one prepared food in advance before going down the mountain.
"Mo'er! Are you cold? Come and put on my clothes." Feng Qingyu took off his coat, walked to Xin Mo'er and put it on for her.
"Thank you, uncle." Xin Mo'er did feel a little chilly, "You gave it to me, aren't you cold? The wind is blowing very hard outside."
Feng Qingyu rubbed his hands and said nonchalantly, "The weather in August is extremely cold. It's just a little wind, but I can still bear it."
Feng Qingcang leaned lazily on a stone wall, glanced at Feng Qingyu, then turned to the coat on Xin Moer's body. He moved his palms with secret strength, and the clothes flew up and floated in.
into the fire.
Instantly reduced to a pile of ashes.
"Uncle, your clothes!" Xin Moer had no time to grab it, so she could only exclaim.
Feng Qingyu wanted to grab it, but there was a fire under his feet. He couldn't stabilize his body and almost fell into the fire. He could only steady himself while talking. He watched the clothes fall into the fire and burned angrily.
said, "This damn wind!"
Nangong Yun, who was sitting opposite Xin Mo'er, looked in the direction of Feng Qingcang, then lowered his head, as if thinking about something.
The corners of Feng Qingcang's mouth curved slightly into a beautiful curve, and she said to Xiao Wu, "Regenerate the fire to make it bigger."
"Yes." Xiao Wu received the order and quickly gathered all the firewood around him into a pile, and kept adding firewood to the fire.
Xin Moer felt a little warmer now.
Feng Qing's head turned around, looked at Feng Qingyu, and stated, "Mo'er is hungry."
"..." Feng Qingyu looked at Xin Mo'er distressedly, then spread his hands and said, "I'm also very hungry, but it's raining again this late at night, and all the wild animals on the mountain have entered their nests. I guess I'll go out.
I can’t find anything to eat either.”
Nangong Yun quickly caught something, glanced at the sweaty horse eating grass at the entrance of the cave, and then looked away.
"Yes, there is nothing to eat tonight. How can we survive?" Xin Mo'er echoed and muttered to himself.
"It's not like there's nothing to eat." Feng Qingcang looked towards the entrance of the cave.
"Is there something to eat?!" Xin Moer suddenly became energetic and jumped up from the ground, "Where is it?"
Then I followed his gaze, but saw nothing. I only saw Nangong Yun and Feng Qingyu's two horses eating young grass there.
He turned his head in disappointment, sat down again, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Father, you are lying."
Feng Qingyu also followed their gaze towards the entrance of the cave. When he looked away and met Feng Qingcang's malicious gaze, he was instantly alert. He said hurriedly, "The weather in August will start to rain soon, maybe it will rain."
It will clear up in a while. When we get up early tomorrow morning, the weather will definitely be clear. Let’s rush to the bottom of the mountain, find someone’s house at random, and ask for some food to fill our stomachs, do you think it’s okay?”
Xin Moer sighed helplessly, "This is the only way."
Feng Qingyu let out a long sigh.
Feng Qingcang didn't want to stop, "Mo'er, have you ever eaten horse meat?"
Xin Moer replied listlessly, "No."
I’ve never ridden a bike, and I’ve never eaten anywhere.
"Ju said that the meat of the sweat-blooded horse has a smooth and refreshing taste. It is the most delicious food in the world. Maybe you have never tasted it, right?" Feng Qingcang said with a smile.
Xin Moer was already hungry, but now that she heard what he said, she felt like the little glutton in her stomach had bitten her intestines, making her want to stop and making her saliva almost fall out.
Feng Qingyu's face suddenly tensed up and she glared at him secretly.
Feng Qingcang was unmoved and continued, "Your Uncle Nine Emperor's bloody horse is the best of the best, and the taste is not the same."
"Stinky fox! That's my young master's mount!" Feng Qingyu couldn't sit still anymore, stood up suddenly, pointed his sword at him, and said angrily.
The moment he stood up, Xiao Wu stood up at the same time, drew out his long sword at the same time, blocked his long sword, and said in a cold voice, "Ninth Prince, when it comes to elders and younger ones, you should respect our prince more.
of."
"Get out of here!" Feng Qingyu was furious. He had always been oppressed and bullied by him before, but today he had to deal with it no matter what.
"If you think you can beat Xiaowu, you can give it a try." Feng Qingcang was not angry at all. "By the time you finish the fight, your BMW may have been divided by a few of us.
You won't be able to eat even a ounce of meat by then, so don't blame us."
"You guys have eaten my mount, how can I go back to the capital tomorrow!" Feng Qingyu felt like his lungs were about to burst.
Feng Qingcang replied calmly, "Don't I have a carriage? Then you can squeeze in together."
What he meant was that Feng Qingyu could sit outside the carriage and squeeze in with Xiao Wu and Lan Yin.
But Feng Qingyu misunderstood that he could sit in the carriage with Xin Moer.
Feng Qingyu hesitated for a long time.
Feng Qingcang turned his head and said to Xin Mo'er, "You keep talking about how your Nine Emperors uncle loves you so much. Now it seems that it's nothing. I would rather let you go hungry than give you meat."
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"Who says I don't love her!" Feng Qingyu gritted his teeth. He felt that this black fox would stir up trouble in front of Mo'er. "I just think it's a pity to eat such a rare BMW like this. Nangong Yun
Isn’t there an ordinary horse? Why don’t you go and eat it?”
"My horse's meat is not as tender as yours." Nangong Yun said with an indifferent expression, "Actually, I have never tasted the taste of a bloody horse, so there is no harm in eating it."
Xin Moer looked at Feng Qingyu happily and said, "Uncle, if you think it's three to one, just go with it."