Chapter 193 Love is the guide -
Late at night, Song Weichen stood in front of the bed holding the half piece of jade pendant, his expression a little embarrassed.
Grandma Huang only said that she should use the power of love to guide Luan Po Huang Hu. The stronger the love, the faster the link speed. But she didn’t say how to calculate it as strong love. Thinking of every time before Luanpo always appears with "clear purpose" and "unsatisfied desires". He doesn't want them to do things that are embarrassing between husband and wife, right?
Although her heart has long belonged to Mo Tingfeng, and although this place is only her consciousness and not the entity, Song Weichen is really not mentally prepared for this...
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Mo Tingfeng made the bed, and when he saw her motionless, he subconsciously reached out to pull her out, "Sleep, what are you doing standing there stupidly?"
But she jumped back as if she was electrocuted, and laughed twice, " Well...will you be banned if you are too close to me here?"
Based on the lessons learned from the last time in Sikong Mansion, Mo Tingfeng thought about it and decided to tell the truth.
"Yes. The restraint of emotion is a forbidden technique that uses spiritual thoughts to restrain the physical body. Although my reality is in Pingyang, the backlash harm is no different. It's just that the spiritual consciousness has no pain, so at this moment I just can’t feel it.”
Hearing this, Song Weichen breathed a sigh of relief, that’s fine! Safe! Safety! So Da La La flew onto the bed, and Gululu rolled into the back of the bed. She was already sleepy...
Mo Tingfeng also lay down immediately. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. Why did this little liar ask this question?
Took her out from the bed and held her in his arms, "Are you afraid that I will take the opportunity to do something to you?"
He wears an "instant sleep system" Song Weichen was almost asleep. When he heard him ask, he had to steel himself to respond, "No way, Mr. Mo is a gentleman. I'm afraid that I can't control myself and take the opportunity to attack your overlord, but I heard that you still have restraints. I'm relieved... No, I think it's a pity! "
Mo Tingfeng couldn't help laughing. This little liar always likes to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. At first glance, he has never experienced a beating in life.
With a smirk on his lips, he turned her to face him, his eyes full of teasing.
"I thought about it carefully. The illusion of Huangjia Village is on the second level of the magic circle. The influence of the Love-Destroying Restriction here is minimal. Since you are willing to do it and I am willing, the spring night is short, why not us...?"
Song Weichen was so startled that he woke up from his drowsiness.
She laughed so awkwardly that she pressed her hand tightly against his chest, "Haha, I don't think it's necessary. After all, this is the house of Granny Huang and Brother Hu Zi. We don't want to get involved in the drama. Too deep!”
Mo Tingfeng held her hand on her chest and spoke in an ambiguous tone.
"This is your fault. Since we are their puppets at the moment, how can we use our emotions to lure the yellow tiger back here if we are not deeply involved in the drama? How can we end all this? Do you want to Let that chaos escape again and harm people?”
Song Weichen was speechless and couldn't think of any words to defend him. This big-tailed wolf was clearly engaging in moral kidnapping, with a pig's heart and a bad conscience.
Seeing that she was as nervous as a squirrel whose food had been stolen in winter, Mo Tingfeng couldn't bear to make trouble with her.
“I’m kidding you, for lovers, lust is only a part of love. If two people are deeply in love, they don’t have to do this to attract the yellow tiger. Besides, even if I want to do something evil to you , I have to get rid of the ban on love before marrying you into the house. How can I be so hasty?"
Putting Song Weichen into his arms again, gently stroking her hair, "Go to sleep. If I keep watch, I won’t have nightmares.”
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I don’t know if it was Grandma Huang’s “system” hint. That night, Song Weichen dreamed of Huang Meiyun and Huang Hu when they were young. On her birthday, Huang Hu went to the town and bought a very cheap guqin and gave it back to her as a gift. After all, the young couple doesn’t have that much extra money.
Huang Meiyun is good at needlework, so she thought about making a sachet for Huang Hu to prevent mosquitoes. There are many mosquitoes in summer, and he is running around outside all day long, so it would be better to take some precautions.
In fact, in the dream, it seems that their life is very ordinary. When the weather is good, the two of them will go up to the mountain to pick herbs and wild products, carry them back and dry them in the yard, and then get the medicinal materials and groceries in the town. Sell it in the store.
When Huang Meiyun was not in the mountains, Huang Hu went fishing or hunting alone, while she took on some needlework from the embroidery shop in the town to support her family.
The two of them opened a small plot of land in the yard and planted some seasonal vegetables and fruits. Cucumbers and tomatoes grew very well this season. When they sat in the yard at night and watched the stars, they often popped a piece of it. Take a scoop of the roots and wash them in the nearby water vat. It is cool, sweet and crispy in one bite, and there is no trace of the heat that often occurs on summer nights.
Later, the heat became even worse. Huang Zhenyun had been afraid of heat since she was a child. Huang Hu was worried that she would not be able to sleep properly due to the heat at night. He would often lie on her side while she was asleep, with a pestle on her head in one hand and a cattail leaf fan in the other to fan her. Therefore, in Huang Zhenyun's memory, the hot summer has always been filled with gentle breeze blowing on her face, and only the drunkenness of the stars.
Song Weichen had never had such a concrete and pyrotechnic dream in his memory.
Especially after arriving in the sleep world, my dreams were almost always occupied by the unnamed monster and I was exhausted. In reality - it is even less realistic. Chaos, spells, restrictions, barriers...these things that were once seen in fantasy dramas have become commonplace in daily life. She has forgotten what real life is like. .
The kind of days that you feel are unremarkable every day, but look back and realize how precious they are.
Who says passionate love and stable emotions cannot coexist?
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This dream was so gentle that Song Weichen woke up with a smile on his face in the morning.
Without exception, when she opened her eyes, she met Mo Tingfeng's star-like eyes. He always watched her sleep like this, and she was used to it. "What did you dream about that made you so happy?"
"Well...you dreamed about our daily tasks here."
Song Weichen told Mo Tingfeng the dream in detail. Maybe this was what Grandma Huang expected. Why don't they just follow the days in the dream and see the situation first.
Although the two of them looked like Huang Meiyun and Huang Hu in the eyes of others, except for Huang Yingyun, they knew no one after all. It would be easy for their secrets to be revealed when they interacted with each other. It was not that they were worried about revealing their secrets, but that it might not be good for them. Complete the main quest of this "dungeon".
It is better to follow the instructions of the dream and Mo Tingfeng went to the town to buy a guqin, while she pretended that she could not remember anything after falling into the water yesterday. In addition, Huang Hu was not at home, so she had to ask Huang Yingyun to take her to the village. Go around and get familiar with the people. In this way, when Mo Tingfeng comes back, the two of them will have something to deal with.
As soon as they agreed, Mo Tingfeng packed up and was about to go out. Seeing Song Weichen enjoying himself, he looked at himself again, "Is there any problem?"
He was still wearing trousers Chen's black brocade robe, Huang Hu's clothes really didn't fit him. He thought about going to town to buy two pairs of clothes for himself and Song Weichen - although what they wore looked the same to others, he always felt awkward.
"Nothing, I just think it's interesting. We seem to have entered a farming dungeon, and we don't know what the special move is to clear the boss. Is it asking us to fish in a limited time?"
It's not just about killing and killing. Very good, Song Weichen thought so happily that he narrowed his eyes with a smile.
Farming articles? Copy? Clear the boss? He was already used to the fact that the little girl always had some inexplicable and uncommon words in her mouth.
It’s just that Mo Tingfeng is not as optimistic as Song Weichen. He always feels that this matter will not end so easily. But at the moment, there seems to be no better way besides following Grandma Huang's wishes.
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After lunch, Huang Yingyun took Song Weichen for a walk in the village. She complained that she was outrageous. Drowning didn't flood her brain, so how could she still have staged amnesia? .
By the time they walked around the village and returned to Grandma Huang’s yard, Song Weichen had already held a lot of things in her arms: roasted sweet potatoes from Aunt Zhang at the west end of the village, groundnuts from Uncle Liu’s daughter-in-law at the entrance of the village, peanuts from Uncle Liu’s daughter-in-law at the entrance of the village, The uncle's legs and feet were not good, but when he heard that she had drowned yesterday, he still went to the house and dug out half a piece of brown sugar, insisting that Song Weichen bring it back. He cut ginger slices, soaked them in water and drank them to dispel the cold and illness.
There are also dried hare meat dried by Sister Zhang at the east end of the village, and eggs freshly laid by Mrs. Chen’s hens... Song Weichen pocketed a full pocket with his lapels, but he couldn’t take any more. Fortunately, Huang Yingyun was there. Help her.
The people in the village are kind-hearted and treat others without distinction, just like one family. If nothing else, the person who gave it to her might not be willing to eat the things she was holding in her arms, especially the brown sugar. Even she, a scumbag, knew that sugar and honey were extremely precious in ancient times.
Song Weichen felt deeply about it, his eyes were wet, and he tried his best to endure it.
If there were no wars and natural disasters, wouldn't such a village be a paradise on earth? No wonder Huang Hu wanted to come back.
Song Weichen suddenly hoped that Huangjia Village still existed, and hoped that Grandma Huang could settle the matter smoothly and return to the village to live her life.
After entering the yard, Huang Yingyun helped her pack things naturally, watered the acacia tree and the small field, helped Song Weichen pick vegetables and wash them, and saw that there was a fire in the chimney of every house. There was smoke from the kitchen, so she hurried back to her home to make dinner.
Song Weichen leaned against the door and looked at Huang Yingyun's back, and suddenly came up with an idea that may not be correct - although this was just an illusion, she still wanted to prevent something from happening.
If Huang Yingyun was allowed to move away before the war broke out in the southern border and then move back after the war, would the difficulty of conscription not fall on her? And if her husband is not conscripted, Huang Hu will naturally not have to go to the south for him. Is there anything that can be saved...
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Song Weichen sniffed. Whose family was cooking? It seemed to be stir-fried shredded potatoes. It smelled so good!
The thoughts that were flying around just now were also brought back by the sense of smell.
Oddly enough, after her consciousness left her physical body, not only was she no longer disturbed by the marks of her previous life, but she even regained her sense of taste and appetite. She was actually hungry!
Watching Huang Yingyun washing the cut vegetables for her, and looking at the... earth stove iron pot in the room, Song Weichen swallowed. She had seen the use of this earth stove on TV, and she He is such a smart person, I think he can give it a try!
Moreover, when Mo Tingfeng comes back and sees the meal she prepared for him, he will probably be pleasantly surprised. Thinking of this, Song Weichen becomes even more motivated.
I stuffed a few pieces of dry firewood into the stove hole, found a firewood, took it out, and ignited the bark in my hand with great effort, almost burning my clothes! At the critical moment, he threw the firewood into the stove hole, but did not light the firewood - oh, the firewood was too big...
I found an ax to chop the firewood into small pieces, and almost missed my own. The tossing of the feet was clumsy and dangerous, and the dogs shook their heads just looking at it.
As soon as Mo Tingfeng arrived outside the courtyard, he saw thick smoke coming out of the house from the door instead of the chimney. He was frightened when he saw it. He threw things at the door of the courtyard and flew into the house in an instant.
What's going on? This little girl took advantage of his absence to play with him and burn the vine armored soldiers? !