The middle-aged man got up and glanced at the sky outside, and saw that the storm was constantly whistling, and there was no door to block the wind and rain in this dilapidated house.

So, he said to the young man: "This wind is blowing a little strongly, Cheng Zhi, give the child more blankets, so as not to catch a cold." ”

"Okay." When the young man saw that the sky was getting dark, but the wind and rain were not light, and he was worried that the child would catch a cold, he asked the maidservant to take out a blanket from the bag and wrap the child in it, revealing only a small face.

"Wow...... Wow...... Wow......"

But the child kept crying, and while crying, he twisted his hands and feet wrapped in the blanket, and his little face turned slightly red from crying all the time, which made the young couple feel distressed and anxious.

"It's noisy!" The man in brocade snorted coldly and glanced over there with a little irritation.

As for the swordsmen, they didn't say anything, just leaned against the corner with their hands on their chests and closed their eyes.

Tang Ning glanced at the child, her eyes flashed slightly, she stretched out her hand and patted the child's body gently, and smiled warmly: "Good, don't cry." ”

The child actually looked at her with tears in his eyes, looked at her with a flat mouth and an aggrieved face, and cried hysterically a moment ago, but at this moment he really stopped crying again, but stared at Tang Ning with a pair of clear eyes with tears, and his small mouth twitched and twitched, not daring to cry again.

When the young couple saw it, they couldn't help but be surprised. The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I didn't expect the little master to coax me, my grandson really didn't cry, he was really obedient." ”

He looked at the little monk with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "I heard that the breath of people in Buddhism is relatively quiet and peaceful, and I think children can feel it better." ”

Seeing that his words can make the child not cry, he thinks that it should be the quiet and peaceful Buddhist breath on the little monk, so that the child can feel at ease after being frightened by lightning and thunder.

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and responded: "Maybe!" She looked at the child and smiled.

More than they were, such a young child could feel the proximity of death, and he was crying, not because the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning was too inferior, but because death was approaching them.

Tang Ning looked outside, in the wind and rain, the sky was dark, the road in the distance was blown by the wind and rain, and the vision was even more blurred, plus the sky was getting darker, and now at this time, it was really not suitable to leave this dilapidated house and continue to hurry.

"Little master, eat something to cushion your stomach." The young man took some of the food and handed it to him, and the others sat around and ate it.

"Okay." Tang Ning responded, reached out and took the dry food, and took a bite without a bite.

"This place is not hot and damp, eat something to warm up, I have to sleep for a while, I really haven't rested well after a day of travel." The middle-aged man said, after eating a few mouthfuls of dry food, he covered his body with a cloak to keep warm, and then rested against the corner of the wall with his eyes closed.

It was getting dark, and the others closed their eyes and rested after eating the dry food, and even the seven or eight guards took turns to stand guard around the young couple, and she looked at the sky outside, at the storm, and at the lightning and thunder, and she was thinking about it in her heart.

It's so windy and rainy, I guess if she lets them leave this dilapidated house and find a place to shelter from the wind and rain, she should be kicked out as a fool, right?