When Qin Qi saw Aman's childlike appearance, she said to Luliu: "Luliu, you and Li'er should take him to the kitchen to have some food."
"Yes, young master." Luliu smiled and took Aman out.
"Brother, then I'll go keep an eye on him, so that this big watermelon won't eat up all the food." Qin Li had a bright smile on her face. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and turned to Yang Huang.
Said: "Damn leech, let's go together tomorrow."
After saying that, he smiled at Yang Huang and left the room.
Yang Huang lowered his head slightly, with a smile on his face. He knew that Qin Li didn't want him to risk his life alone anymore, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
"Li'er, this kid, seems to have become a lot more sensible now." Qin Qi looked at Qin Li's back with a happy smile on her face.
Yang Huang nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked Qin Qi: "Brother Qin, when Qin Li was rescuing me, she lost her own whip. I can see that she seems a little
Sorry, does this whip have any special meaning to her?"
In fact, Yang Huang is still a very careful person.
When Qin Qi heard this, she sighed slightly, "I said you didn't see that whip after you came back. It turns out it was lost."
With a trace of disappointment in his eyes, he smiled at Yang Huang and explained to him: "That whip is actually a relic left by our father."
Yang Huang was slightly startled, no wonder Qin Li was always with him.
"Isn't it because our Qin family has had that curse for generations, so our father naturally passed away before the age of thirty, and our memory of him only remains in childhood."
Qin Qi's eyes showed a trace of sadness, as if she was reminiscing, and she said slowly: "The only relic left by my father is the whip. Li'er may have a deeper memory of her father than I do, because my father loved Li'er very much when she was a child.
"
He took a sip of tea and said softly: "So when Li'er grows up, the whip will always be by her side."
Yang Huang pursed his lips and suddenly felt a little guilty. If Qin Li hadn't saved him, then they wouldn't have lost their father's only relic.
"Then this whip must be very important to Qin Li." Yang Huang said softly.
A faint smile appeared on Qin Qi's face, and she comforted Yang Huang and said, "Brother Yang, don't blame yourself. Li'er is trying to save you. She is doing what she thinks is right. There is nothing wrong with that."
Yang Huang nodded, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He knew that Qin Qi was comforting him, but the more this happened, the more he blamed himself.
Early the next morning, several young people got up early to pack their things and make complete preparations to meet the mountain god.
Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang were not idle either. Aunt Zhang baked a lot of cakes for them as dry food for them on the way. Uncle Zhang also helped them feed their horses and prepared enough water.
"Is this really the Aman from before?" Aunt Zhang looked at Aman who had turned into a little boy, with a kind smile on her face, and thought he was very cute.
"Yes, Aunt Zhang." Qin Li rubbed Aman's hair.
"Hey! Don't rub my hair all the time, you little girl!" Ah Man protested.
"You must be more careful, we are here waiting for you to come back." Uncle Zhang looked at them seriously and said seriously.
"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, we will go together this time and nothing will happen." A soft smile appeared on Qin Qi's face.
Before leaving, the old couple had been telling them to take care of themselves no matter whether they succeeded or not.
After several people said goodbye to Aunt Zhang and his wife, they got into the carriage, while Aunt Zhang and his wife stood at the door for a long time watching their carriage go away.
Qin Li waved to them through the window, but for some reason, her nose felt sore.
They were obviously just looking for the mountain gods, but now they felt like they wanted to say goodbye to them.
Or maybe they feel sad now when they think that they may have to say goodbye to Aunt Zhang and his wife.
For a moment, the young people on the carriage were silent.
"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking?" Ah Man looked at them in confusion and continued to ask, "Why do you look a little sad?"
Qin Qi smiled, with soft eyes, and explained to Aman: "Maybe you are still young and have not experienced the emotion of separation."
Ah Man was slightly startled, with a hint of doubt on his childish face. He was thinking in his mind, parting? What kind of emotion is this?
"Farewell is when you clearly know the final result, but still choose to say goodbye to those people." Yang Huang said to Aman with a faint smile on his face and deep eyes.
Qin Li looked at Yang Huang, and she didn't expect that Yang Huang, who had always been careless, could actually say such profound words.
"Since we know the result, why should we be sad?" Ah Man still didn't quite understand and continued to ask: "If something unknown or unexpected happens suddenly, then it's normal to be sad.
"
Yang Huang smiled, looked out the window, seemed a little far away, and said softly: "It is precisely because you know the result that you will spend ten times more time to accept it than the unknown."
Ah Man was stunned for a moment. Although he still didn't understand what Yang Huang said, for some reason, he seemed to have a feeling in his heart. This feeling seemed to be called "loss".
Qin Qi and Qin Li looked at Yang Huang, and both of them were silent. Because they knew this feeling very well in their hearts, just like they knew that the men in Qinjiabao would not live to be thirty years old. They were cursed every day.
Live in fear of loss.
The carriage drove quickly on the mountain road, moving in the direction directed by Aman.
The early morning sunlight shines into the carriage through the window. Several young people are moving towards a goal, but they don't know what is waiting for them at this time.
However, no matter whether the road ahead is dangerous or bumpy, they are extremely determined in their hearts, that is, no matter what happens, they must face it together.
This is a silent understanding and the meaning of friends.
As for Yang Huang, he never thought that he would undergo such a change in just a few days.
Therefore, the experience of these few days is really a very precious treasure for him.
He looked at the people sitting around him and suddenly felt that the days when he had friends seemed to be happier than before.
And this kind of happiness seems to be more real than cultivating spiritual power and attaining Taoism and becoming an immortal.