Chapter 1449 Incense Tomb

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"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu was at a loss.

Huang Rong hurriedly explained: "I haven't lived on Peach Blossom Island for a long time, and I forgot to look at the weather here. There were a lot of seabirds living along the coast just now. Under normal circumstances, they should be hunting at this time. Maybe a storm is coming?"

Song Qingshu was stunned: "This is how you can judge the storm? What if the birds are tired of flying?" Although the sky was a little gloomy, the sea was calm, and it didn't look like a typhoon.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Huang Rong was angry and anxious, and while pulling him back, she said, "Of course not only that, normally at night the wind blows from the island to the sea, and during the day the wind blows from the sea. Blowing to the island, but now the wind is in the opposite direction, proving that there is a storm coming."

Song Qingshu was startled, thinking that it would be better for the general to know astronomy and geography. He was too far behind in this regard. If he didn't notice this situation in future naval battles, it would be bad.

Just as he was about to say something, a gust of wind suddenly blew so hard that people couldn't open their eyes. Song Qingshu looked towards the seaside and saw turbulent waves in the sea. You can see lightning and thunder.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned: "This change is too fast, it's still clear sky just now."

Huang Rong smiled bitterly and said, "The weather at sea is like this, changing rapidly, but today's changes are indeed too unusual. I'm afraid it's a major storm that has not been seen in decades. Let's go quickly."

Song Qingshu clicked his tongue secretly. In his previous life, he could hear all kinds of exaggerated typhoons swept along the coast every year.

Huang Rong stopped talking, dragged Song Qingshu and ran to the house in the woods, but it was a pity that they had walked all the way and had reached the far end of the island, and they would not be able to go back for a while.

Song Qingshu's Qinggong is not bad, but this Peach Blossom Island is full of organs, he doesn't know the way, and he can't get up quickly. , flying into the air without any leverage, he was very worried that he would not be blown directly into the sea by the gust of wind.

If he was alone, he might still try it, but now that Huang Rong was with her and she was pregnant, if she fell from the air, the consequences would be disastrous, so he didn't dare to take the risk.

The two of them trot all the way, suddenly Huang Rong stopped and covered her stomach with a sad expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu asked hurriedly, "Did you have fetal gas?"

Huang Rong nodded and said weakly, "Maybe."

Song Qingshu didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly pushed her to activate the blood, and infuriated slowly into her body, and she only opened her eyes after a long time.

"It's alright, let's go on." Huang Rong said a little tiredly.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "Why don't I hold you and walk away, lest the fetal gas move again in a while."

Hearing his words, Huang Rong blushed slightly and shook her head. Although her voice was a little weak, her tone was firm: "No, I can go by myself."

Song Qingshu knew that she didn't want to have too much physical contact with her, so she gave a wry smile, no longer forced, and walked behind her.

However, after this delay, the storm has come, and then Song Qingshu can be said to have seen what is called a pouring rain. When the rain came, the two of them instantly became chickens.

In addition to the strong wind, the visibility was only a few meters. Thanks to Song Qingshu's strong skills, he suddenly felt a warning sign and stopped directly in front of Huang Rong. With a slap of force, it flew ten feet away.

"No, it's too dangerous to walk like this. I don't know when a big tree or a rock falls, and I may not find it every time." Song Qingshu shouted loudly in Huang Rong's ear. It's so close, you can't hear it without shouting.

"I know a place, come with me." Huang Rong apparently agreed with his judgment, and grabbed him and ran to a side road. At this time, she didn't care about the marriage between men and women. The visibility was too low. Coupled with the maze on the island, if the two are separated by three or five meters, it is estimated that they will lose each other's traces in the next second.

Song Qingshu protected her around her, using her body to block most of the gust of wind for her. From time to time, she also flicked away some broken branches, flying sand, rocks and the like.

"Come in." After walking for a while, Huang Rong suddenly said.

Only then did Song Qingshu realize that there was a stone-built house in front of him. The style was very different from the houses he had seen before, so he couldn't help but wonder, "How could there be such a stone house in this forest, and its shape is so strange?"

When he walked in, his face suddenly changed. It turned out that he had just seen the real thing. What kind of stone house was in front of him? It was obviously a stone tomb. Tomb" a few words.

"It seems that this is the resting place of Huang Yaoshi's wife, Feng Heng." Song Qingshu did not expect to come here, and was a little stunned for a while.

"Come in quickly." Huang Rong opened a door beside the tomb and hurriedly called him in.

Song Qingshu knew that there was only one tomb for ordinary people, but the tombs of some emperors and generals were made like palaces, with a lot of space inside. Although Huang Yaoshi couldn't use as much human and material resources as the emperor, it was obviously not enough. Like ordinary people, the space inside is still quite large.

After entering the door, Huang

Rong closed the stone gate with ease, and the violent storms that had been plundering before were instantly isolated outside. Song Qingshu had to sigh, no wonder those primitive people in the early days wanted to build houses, and they did feel more secure inside the house.

Song Qingshu looked around, and his attention was quickly attracted by the coffin placed in the center, knowing that Feng Heng should be lying there.

I saw Huang Rong walking over, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Mother, my daughter is back to see you." In the early years, every time she came back here, she cried like a tearful person, but now as she grows older, she can bear it well. A little bit, but his face was still full of sadness.

Suddenly she heard two bangs and saw Song Qingshu also kneeling beside her and kowtowing, she couldn't help being dumbfounded: "What are you kowtowing for?"

"You've already kowtowed, of course I have to kowtow too." Song Qingshu said solemnly.

Huang Rong's face instantly flushed red, and she was immediately embarrassed and angry: "Nonsense!" She must know that her husband is the only one in this world, and her man would follow her to kowtow to her mother. Song Qingshu's behavior made her not know what to do. Is good.

"Rong'er, you don't have to think too much," Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "I heard about Lingtang's deeds a long time ago, and I am full of admiration for her. As a junior, I should pay her respects."

Huang Rong snorted, unable to break out of anger, and seeing his respect for her mother, her eyes couldn't help softening.

After worshiping her mother, Huang Rong walked to the door and gently opened the stone door. Looking at the scene of the storm outside, she couldn't help but look worried: "I don't know when the storm will stop."

"You grew up by the sea, don't you have a rough guess?" Song Qingshu also walked over.

Huang Rong shook her head: "It's not certain, sometimes a day will pass, and sometimes it may last for about ten days, so I can only resign."

Because of the opening of the door, the wind from outside blew in, and Huang Rong shivered involuntarily.

It turned out that the rain was pouring down just now. Although the two of them were running all the way, they were still drenched in soup. They just fell in the wind and rain. Now when they are free, they instantly find that their clothes are already tightly attached to their bodies, and when the wind blows, It's bone-chilling cold.

Seeing Huang Rong's body trembling, Song Qingshu planned to put his coat over her body, but looking at the wet clothes, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and could only give up.

"I don't know when the wind and rain will stop. It seems that I won't be able to go out for a while. Sir, let's dry the clothes." Song Qingshu said.

"Make a fire here?" Huang Rong hesitated, after all, this is her mother's mausoleum.

Song Qingshu advised: "You are pregnant now, and your body's resistance is not good. If you accidentally contract the cold, not only you, but even the child in your belly will be in danger. I don’t want my daughter and grandson to be in danger.”

If she was alone, Huang Rong might have really pushed it, but when she thought of the child in her womb, her maternal instinct finally made her agree.

Song Qingshu began to collect materials. The wind and rain outside were so strong that the branches and wood would definitely not be able to be used when they were wet. Fortunately, there were still a lot of things collected in the mausoleum.

Originally, Song Qingshu put his idea on the incense case in front of the coffin, but Huang Rong rejected it flatly. Fortunately, some of the wood collected in the rest of the place was enough, so he did not insist.

The fire quickly started, and the two suddenly felt a little warm.

"Take off your clothes and bake them. Wet clothes sticking to your body will make you sick easily," Song Qingshu said.

"Ah?" Huang Rong looked at him in surprise.

Song Qingshu couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Isn't that the same way outside Shanyin City two days ago? Your own thoughts are not pure."

Huang Rong was almost suffocated to death, who is impure? Not enough for his proposal, I can't help but feel a little moved in my heart.

"Don't worry, I won't peek at you, I am a very decent person." Song Qingshu knew her scruples and added.

Huang Rong glanced at him angrily, thinking what kind of gentleman are you? However, he has been full of respect for him since this time, and thinking of the things in the suburbs of Shanyin, she hesitated, and finally nodded: "Then you go there and don't look back."

Song Qingshu spread out his hands: "Don't worry." He walked around to the other side of the coffin, as if he had disappeared.

Only then did Huang Rong breathe a sigh of relief, and Xixi Suosuo began to take off her clothes. She picked up her dress to block it in front of her, and carefully looked to the other side. Seeing that he hadn't peeked, she was relieved to heat up.

"By the way, help me bake my clothes." At this moment, a ball of clothes was thrown from the other side.

Huang Rong instinctively grabbed it in her hand, and looked intently, she couldn't help being ashamed and angry: "You took off your clothes too?"

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This chapter happens to be writing about a terrifying storm, but in reality there is an earthquake...

When the monk was typing, he suddenly found his head dizzy, and then felt that the whole building was shaking, and ran out in a hurry. Later, I learned that there was a big earthquake in Jiuzhaigou, and the aftermath affected us here. Finally, I hope that the earthquake did not cause any casualties. In the face of natural disasters, human strength is too small.

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