Obsessive hunting Ⅰ

The night was dark outside the window, and the charcoal fire was raging inside the house. Li Yunsheng was sitting cross-legged on the floor, roasting wild rabbits in a serious manner.

The smell of meat spread slowly, and the snow falling on his shoulders took a breath intoxicated, and then took a pen to write in the notebook.

"Shengsheng roasted meat tonight, no matter how you smell it, it smells like spring. I think it's probably because his heart has been opened."

Li Yunsheng: "... sooner or later I will tear up your broken book, and if you talk nonsense, I will throw the roasted rabbit into the mud."

"You have such a temper, kid. Do you ever talk to your elders like that?"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with what Xuese said. She has lived for more than 200 years. Logically speaking, it is enough to be Li Yunsheng's grandma, but her race and girlish voice have made her suffer.

"If all the elders in the world are as virtuous as you, it is estimated that few young people will live long." Li Yunsheng snorted coldly, he tore off the delicious rabbit leg and threw it in front of her, and then handed the other rabbit leg to her. Qi Mo, "No matter how far you come, you are still a guest, so I will give you some preferential treatment."

Qi Mo smiled: "When I think of enjoying the same treatment as your elders, I'm flattered."

"To shut up."

I heard Xue Se say: "Are you two still going out later? To Zhao's house?"

Li Yunsheng glanced at her: "You know quite a lot, why, do you have any constructive suggestions?"

"I don't have any opinion, I just heard about it while flying on the street." Xue Se scratched her head with her wings, and continued to focus on pecking at the rabbit's leg, "That family was harmed by a charlatan who just died. My daughter is gone, and she has become a disaster star in the mouth of the neighbors, I guess the resentment is definitely very deep."

"That's why we are going to give the daughter of the Zhao family a relief, and it can be considered as raising the first drop of lamp oil for the ancient white jade lamp." Qi Mo paused, then asked politely, "Where do you usually wash your hands? "

With a bone in his mouth, Li Yunsheng threw a paper talisman into his arms: "Water talisman, you must know how to use it, right?"

"Okay, thank you."

After Qi Mo left, Xue Se couldn't wait to peck the back of Li Yunsheng's head. Seeing that he was in pain and turned his head, she immediately shook her little paw and said excitedly, "How do you feel?"

"How does it feel?"

"Just Brother Qi, are you still happy with him?"

Li Yunsheng looked away angrily: "Can you stop talking to me in such a gossip tone?"

Xue Se immediately turned serious: "Then Sheng Sheng, do you think Brother Qi is okay?"

"It's nothing special. The only saving grace is that it's quieter. I don't like loud people—after all, you're noisy enough."

"Okay, I understand." Xuese didn't refute him, just wiped her small mouth with her wings, and began to record nervously with a pen in her mouth, "Shengsheng shyly revealed his feelings tonight, he thinks that Brother Qi is good everywhere , especially the advantage of being quiet and introverted, it is simply impeccable."

"..."

"So I'd like to suggest that you don't let people sleep on the floor tonight. That bed is quite spacious, why don't you sleep together?"

"enough!"

The next day, Li Yunsheng and Qi Mo went to Zhao's house on East Street together.

Arriving at the gate of No. 67, before entering the yard, the two of them smelled a strong smell of herbs. Looking up, they saw Zhao's wife in plain clothes fanning the fire by the stove.

It was a gentle and kind-looking woman. She probably heard footsteps. She looked towards this side and found that it was a strange face. She was quite puzzled.

"Who are you looking for?"

For things like communication, it is natural to send someone with a good temper to speak first, so Qi Mo replied modestly and politely: "We are looking for the male master of this family."

"...Are you looking for my husband?"

Li Yunsheng suddenly sucked his nose hard. He stared at the direction of the inner room not far away, and frowned deeply.

"With all due respect, is your husband in trouble?"

Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment, apparently being told what was on her mind, and a sad look soon filled her brows and eyes: "He is very sick."

"Is it just a few days?"

"Yes."

Li Yunsheng nodded, and he looked at Qi Mo coldly: "This place is very dark, if I guess correctly, it was Li who found it."