"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu was at a loss.
Huang Rong hurriedly explained: "I haven't lived in Peach Blossom Island for a long time, and I have forgotten to check the weather here. There are a lot of seabirds living on the coast just now. Under normal circumstances, they should be hunting at this time. It is very early to start resting so early. Maybe a storm is coming?"
Song Qingshu was stunned: "That's how we can judge the storm? What if the birds are just tired from flying?" Although the sky was a bit gloomy, the sea was calm, not like a typhoon.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Huang Rong was both angry and impatient, and while pulling him back, she said, "Of course it's not just that. Normally, the wind blows from the island to the sea at night, and from the sea during the day." Blowing towards the island, but now the wind is in the opposite direction, which proves that there is a storm coming soon."
Song Qingshu was startled, thinking that it would be a good idea to be a general who knows astronomy and geography at the top. He is too far behind in this aspect. It would be bad if he didn't realize this situation in the future when he encounters today's situation in naval battles.
Just when he was about to say something, a strong wind suddenly blew up, making people unable to open their eyes. Song Qingshu looked towards the seaside, only to see the waves in the sea, and a group of endless black clouds approaching here from the horizon, faintly You can see lightning and thunder.
Song Qingshu couldn't help being stunned: "This change is too fast, the sky was still clear just now."
Huang Rong smiled wryly and said, "The weather at sea is like this. It changes rapidly, but today's change is indeed too abnormal. I'm afraid it's a big storm that hasn't happened in decades. Let's go."
Song Qingshu clicked his tongue secretly. In his previous life, he could hear all kinds of exaggerated typhoons ravaging the coast every year. He didn't expect such unlucky luck to come across it by such a coincidence.
Huang Rong didn't speak anymore, she dragged Song Qingshu along and ran towards home in the woods, but it's a pity that they had just walked all the way to the farthest end of the island, and they couldn't go back for a while.
Song Qingshu's lightness kung fu is pretty good, but this Peach Blossom Island is full of tricks, and he doesn't know the way, so he can't get up as fast as he wants. He could fly in mid-air, but it's a pity that the wind is so strong that people can't stand still , Flying in the air with no leverage, he was very worried that he would be blown directly into the sea by the strong wind.
If he was the only one, maybe he would try it, but now that Huang Rong is with her and she is pregnant, if she falls from mid-air, the consequences will be disastrous, so he dare not take the risk.
The two trotted all the way, when suddenly Huang Rong stopped, clutching her stomach and showing a distressed expression.
"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu asked hastily, "Did you move your fetus?"
Huang Rong nodded, and said weakly, "Maybe."
Song Qingshu didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly pushed her to activate the blood, and the true energy was slowly injected into her body, and she opened her eyes after a long time.
"It's okay, let's continue walking." Huang Rong said wearily.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "Why don't I carry you away, lest you get pregnant again in a while."
Hearing his words, Huang Rong blushed slightly, shook her head, her voice was weak but firm: "No, I can go by myself."
Song Qingshu knew that she didn't want to have too much physical contact with him, so he gave a wry smile and stopped pushing, walking behind her.
However, after this delay, the storm had already arrived, and then Song Qingshu could be said to have seen what it means to be pouring rain. When the rain came, the two of them instantly became drowned.
Mixed with the strong wind, the visibility was only a few meters, and thanks to Song Qingshu's profound skills, he suddenly felt a warning sign, and he directly stopped in front of Huang Rong, and slashed into the air with his palm. With a slap, it flew a foot away.
"No, it's too dangerous to walk like this. I may not be able to find it every time when a big tree or rock falls." Song Qingshu shouted loudly in Huang Rong's ear. It's so close that you can't hear it unless you roar loudly.
"I know a place, come with me." Huang Rong obviously agreed with his judgment, and grabbed him and ran to a side road. At this time, she didn't care about whether men and women would kiss or not. In addition to the maze on the island, if the distance between the two is three to five meters, it is estimated that they will lose each other's trace in the next second.
Song Qingshu guarded her surroundings, using his body to block most of the strong wind for her, and from time to time, he also brushed away some broken branches, flying sand and rocks flying in the air.
"Come in." After walking for a while, Huang Rong said suddenly.
Only then did Song Qingshu realize that there was a stone house in front of him, which was very different in style from the houses he had seen before. He couldn't help but secretly wondered, "Why is there such a stone house in this forest, and its shape is so weird?"
When he walked in, his face suddenly changed. It turned out that he had just seen it for real. What kind of stone house was in front of him? It was obviously a stone tomb. Tomb" words.
"It seems that this is the final resting place of Huang Yaoshi's wife, Feng Heng." Song Qingshu didn't expect to come here, and was a little dazed for a while.
"Come in quickly." Huang Rong opened a door next to the tomb and hurriedly called him in.
Song Qingshu knew that the tombs of ordinary people have only one focus, but the tombs of some emperors and generals are made like palaces, with a huge space inside. Although Huang Yaoshi can't use as much manpower and material resources as the emperor, it is obviously not enough Like ordinary people, the space inside is still quite large.
After entering the door, Huang Rong closed the stone door without any hassle, and the storm that was raging before was instantly isolated outside. Song Qingshu had to sigh, no wonder those primitive people in the early days wanted to build houses, and it was indeed more safe to be 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 walked over, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Mother, my daughter is back to see you." In the early years, she cried like a tearful person every time she came here, but now as she grows older, she can bear it better. A little bit, but his face is still full of sadness.
Suddenly she heard two bangs and saw Song Qingshu kneeling beside him and kowtowing, she couldn't help being dumbfounded: "What are you kowtowing for?"
"You kowtow, of course I have to kowtow too." Song Qingshu said solemnly.
Huang Rong's face flushed instantly, and she was ashamed and angry at once: "Nonsense!" You must know that there is only her husband in this world, and her man will follow her to kowtow to her mother. Song Qingshu's behavior made her feel at a loss. Is good.
"Rong'er, you don't need to think too much," Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "I've heard about Lingtang's deeds a long time ago, and I'm full of admiration for her. As a junior, I should pay her a visit."
Huang Rong snorted, unable to break out of anger, and seeing his respect for her mother, her eyes softened a little.
After paying homage to her mother, Huang Rong walked to the door, gently opened the stone door, looked at the stormy scene outside, and couldn't help showing worry: "I don't know when the storm will stop."
"You grew up by the sea, don't you have a general guess?" Song Qingshu also walked over.
Huang Rong shook her head: "It's uncertain. Sometimes it will pass in a day, and sometimes it may last for about ten days. We can only resign ourselves to fate."
Because of the door opening, the outside wind blew in, and Huang Rong shivered involuntarily.
It turned out that the heavy rain was pouring down just now, although the two of them ran all the way, they were still drenched in water, and it was nothing more than falling in the wind and rain just now. Now that they were free, they found that their clothes were already tightly attached to their bodies, and when the wind blew, It is bone-piercing cold.
Seeing Huang Rong's body trembling, Song Qingshu planned to put his coat on her body, but seeing the wet clothes, he could not help but smile wryly, so he had to 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. Mister, let's dry the clothes." Song Qingshu said.
"Light the fire here?" Huang Rong hesitated, after all, this was her mother's tomb.
Song Qingshu persuaded: "You are pregnant now, and your body's resistance is not good enough. If you accidentally catch the wind and cold, not only you, but also the child in your stomach will be in danger at that time. If you have a spirit in the sky, you will definitely be in danger." You don’t want your daughter and grandson to be in danger.”
If she was alone, Huang Rong might really have been strong enough, 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 were so strong outside that the branches and wood were already wet and would definitely be unusable. Fortunately, there were still many things to collect in the mausoleum.
Originally Song Qingshu proposed to put the idea on the incense table in front of the coffin, but Huang Rong flatly rejected it. Fortunately, some wood collected from other places was enough, so he didn't insist anymore.
The fire quickly lit up, and the two of them immediately felt a little warm.
"Take off your clothes and bake them. If you stick wet clothes to your body like this, you will easily get sick." Song Qingshu said.
"Huh?" Huang Rong couldn't help but looked at him in surprise.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Isn't it the same outside Shanyin City two days ago? Your own thoughts are not pure."
Huang Rong was almost suffocated to death, who is impure? Not enough to propose to him, I can't help but feel a little moved.
"Don't worry, I won't peek at you. I'm a very upright person." Song Qingshu added knowing her scruples.
Huang Rong glanced at him sullenly, thinking what kind of gentleman are you? However, he has been very polite to him during this period of time, and thinking of the things in the suburbs of Shanyin City, she hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Then you go there, and you are not allowed to turn back."
Song Qingshu spread his hands: "Don't worry." He walked around to the other side of the coffin, as if he had disappeared.
Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, Xixisuosuo began to take off her clothes, while holding up the skirt to shield her body, while cautiously looking to the other side, seeing that he was not peeking, she began to warm up in peace.
"By the way, help me dry my clothes too." At this moment, a ball of clothes was thrown from the other side.
Huang Rong instinctively held it in her hand, and looked closely, feeling ashamed and angry: "You took off your clothes too?"
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This chapter happened to be about a horrible storm, but in reality there was an earthquake...
When the monk was typing, he suddenly felt dizzy, and then felt that the whole building was shaking, so he ran out in a hurry. Later I learned that there was a major 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 power is too small.