When Murong Pei woke up, he found that it was already dusk, the sun was no longer hot, and the warm sunset had dragged a long shadow on all the trees in the mountain forest. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When she looked down, she found that her dried coat was unexpectedly covering her body, and when she lifted her clothes and sat up, she saw the white and tender flesh under her neck, not only her face was red, but there was a faint warmth in her heart, and she hurriedly put on her coat.

She saw that Huo Xiaoshan's clothes were still on the branches, but the person was gone. I looked around, but I didn't see anyone.

Murong Pei was worried in his heart, when he heard the sound of leaves behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Huo Xiaoshan coming out from the direction of the woods near the river bank, still wearing only big pants, carrying his knife in one hand, and wiping the sweat on his forehead with the other.

Huo Xiaoshan didn't dare to look at her eyes too seriously, when he thought he was a boy, he just thought that her eyes were good-looking, but when he knew that she was a girl, he found that Murong Pei was amazingly beautiful, beautiful and dazzling!

At that time, she ran wildly all the way, and the sweat that flowed down had already washed the yellow powder on Murong Pei's face out of the trail, and when she crossed the river, she fell into the river again, and the yellow powder was all washed away by the water, revealing her white and jade-like face.

"Are you awake?" Huo Xiaoshan asked in a low voice.

"Hmm" Murong Pei really didn't believe that such a very girl's answer came from her own mouth.

After experiencing this common fate, the distance between the two suddenly became closer.

"When did you know I was a girl?" Murong Pei immediately regretted it, because she realized that she had asked a stupid question.

"This, this ......" Huo Xiaoshan snorted, "This, oh, I saw you piercing your ears and eyes." His eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Murong Pei, who was by no means with his earlobes.

Murong Pei undoubtedly noticed his action, and his face turned red, and even the two earlobes that were as flawless as white jade and had not pierced any ears and eyes were red.

A stupid question gets just another white lie that is not very clever.

The two of them didn't know what to say for a while, and there was a little more ambiguity in the air, and this ambiguity became the whole of their world at this time, as if the entire mountain forest had disappeared.

There was silence in the woods, and a few birdsong were heard, but it was the fluttering wings of two homing birds flying over their heads and rushing to their nests in the trees.

"Gollum." Murong Pei's stomach screamed uncontrollably, and Murong Pei thanked for the first time that he was not a lady at all for getting rid of the embarrassment of the two of them.

"Here you go." Huo Xiaoshan handed over the remaining potstickers in the baggage, "Don't be too hard, think about your pastries and eat them." He added.

Murong Pei glanced at Huo Xiaoshan, but he took it without hesitation, and ate it little by little, the potsticker was indeed very hard, because the Northeast potsticker was originally dead, but because of the hardness, it didn't change much when he soaked in the water when he crossed the river.

"We don't know how many little devils are waiting for us around us, how do we get out of the mountain?" Murong Pei raised his head and asked Huo Xiaoshan after eating most of the potstickers.

"You don't have to worry about this, you can just come with me in a while, I have a way" Huo Xiaoshan was already eating the second potsticker, and replied without raising his head.

Murong Pei didn't ask again, perhaps because Huo Xiaoshan's self-confidence affected her.

"By the way, my name is Murong Pei, what's your name?" Murong Pei suddenly thought of this very real question. “

Huo Xiaoshan replied, "Huo Xiaoshan." ”

"Oh, Huo Xiaoshan." Murong Pei whispered in agreement, as if he wanted to remember the name forever

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The sun retracted its last rays of light, and night fell on the endless mountains, and in the distance there was the long howl of wolves foraging for food at night.

It was darkness that could not be seen, but the stars in the sky were bright, and they cast their shadows into the flowing water, so that a little starlight appeared on the mirror-like river.

At this moment, a long black shadow appeared on the surface of the river, drifting downstream along the river, shattering the shining stars.

It was a raft, and there were two figures on it, it was Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei.

In the afternoon, when Murong Pei was asleep, Huo Xiaoshan actually found some dead wood with a thick bowl mouth, carried them to the river one by one, and tied them with bark and vines to make a simple wooden raft.

He also cut down a slender poplar pole and used it as a penny to support the boat, so as to control the raft and prevent it from being washed up in the shallows.

According to Huo Xiaoshan's plan, he wanted to row this raft and sneak out of the devil's encirclement while it was dark.

Murong Pei sat on the back of the wooden row with his knees crossed, this was the darkest night she had ever experienced, and she could only see the figure of Huo Xiaoshan holding a penny in front of her through the faint light of water. She couldn't speak, because Huo Xiaoshan told her not to talk before getting on the raft, maybe there would be a mobile post of Japanese soldiers by the river.

The dark and swarthy sides of the strait could not see the colorfulness of the day, but Murong Pei was much more down-to-earth in his heart. They must have been cast a wide net around them by the Japanese devils, waiting for their appearance. But Huo Xiaoshan thought of walking day and night, and quietly rowed downstream with a raft, unknowingly drawing out the encirclement of the devil.

Although Murong Pei was born rich and noble, she was not the kind of extravagant daughter, and her heart was unconsciously attracted to Huo Xiaoshan.

As Zhou Liebao fled, Murong Pei saw his compatriots who were ravaged by the Japanese, which was completely different worlds from her life in Qiqihar, and it was precisely because of such troubled times that Huo Xiaoshan's appearance brought her a wonderful experience that she had never had.

The strange feeling brought to her when she was carried across the river by Huo Xiaoshan, the cleverness to create an illusion and return the same way, and the whimsical idea of slipping out of the river on a wooden raft, she felt that Huo Xiaoshan was a naturally optimistic and capable person, and it was he who brought her a sense of steadiness and security in the midst of displacement.

Murong Pei raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, and for the first time found that the stars were so bright and dazzling, as if they could fall down at any time.

Suddenly a meteor appeared in the sky, and in this short period of time, she folded her hands and silently made a wish, and no one could find that her face was flushed in the darkness of the night.

Gradually, Murong Pei fell asleep holding his knees, and dreamed that his mother was smiling at her.

Contrary to Murong Pei's stability, Huo Xiaoshan was holding the penny at this time, vigilantly watching the water surface and both banks in front of him.

The darkness in Murong Pei's eyes was much richer in his eyes, where the waterway was narrow, where there were shoals, where there were whirlpools around the corners, where there was a tree that had been washed down a long time ago on the water near the shore, and even he noticed that there was a lone wolf in the bushes by the river with glowing green eyes, and that Sen Ran followed them indifferently for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Murong Pei was shaken awake, and at the same time covered her mouth with one hand, and Huo Xiaoshan's whisper came from her ear: "Don't make a sound, there are devils in front." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a devil, Murong Pei was agitated, sobered up, and clearly saw a few flickering fires on the riverbank not far ahead.

This was a bend in the river just now, and the trees blocked Huo Xiaoshan's view, and when he turned the corner, he found that the fire was almost in front of him.

Huo Xiaoshan put down the hand holding Murong Pei, his eyes were fixed on the fires, getting closer and closer, and he could already see that it was a bonfire lit by the Japanese devils on the shallows by the river.

The fire was almost burning, only a little embers were beating, and the Japanese soldiers' three or eight big covers were set up together, and there were more than a dozen devils lying horizontally and vertically beside the fire.

A devil sentry was sitting by the fire facing the river with his gun in his hand down, his head bowed, presumably taking a nap.

The raft continued to move forward with the river, getting closer and closer to the devil sentry, and the devil's face could already be seen clearly in the faint light of the embers, which was also a young man's face, and it would not be a few years if he lost his childishness, but he was still labeled as an aggressor by Murong Pei in his heart.

Murong Pei couldn't help but pray secretly in her heart, this devil must not look up, she felt that her heart began to accelerate uncontrollably, and it was changing with the change of the distance between the raft and the Japanese devil: it was suspended, intensified, and beat so much that she could hear the sound of "bang".

She looked at Huo Xiaoshan, who was half-squatting in front, Huo Xiaoshan was holding the slender poplar pole in his left hand at this time, carefully pulling it out of the water, and then gently sending it down; On the right hand, there was a long box, and one end of the box was aimed at the devil who was sleeping, Murong Pei knew that it was Huo Xiaoshan's crossbow, and when she was there yesterday at the cliff, she saw Huo Xiaoshan kill three devils with this magical weapon.

The raft gradually moved away, and Murong Pei's heartbeat began the opposite process in front of his head, from thumping to slowing down, and finally calming down.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and the dozing devil didn't look up.

The raft seemed to merge with the water, slid off into the distance under the noses of the devils, and disappeared into the endless night.