Chapter 775: Encounter of Nuwa Temple

"Really don't you sit closer?" Feng Xuanche raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.
"Master, this...that..."
The four followers couldn't see the joy and anger on Feng Xuan Che's face, so they couldn't judge how Feng Xuan Che was feeling, so they hesitated for a while and whispered.
Seeing that the four of them were talking hesitantly, Feng Xuanche couldn't help but become anxious, and hurriedly asked: "Stop this, that one! Sit down for me!"
"Okay, the emperor...Young Master Huang!"
One of the entourages was so frightened by Feng Xuan Che that he almost missed his mouth. Fortunately, he was fairly clever, nodded quickly, and after a glance at the brothers beside him, he changed his words.
Only then did the four entourages sit up one after another, surrounding the fire that is neither too big nor too small in front of them, to warm up. They all stretched out their hands and roasted them not far from the flame. After a while, everyone's faces became red and hot due to the excessive flame temperature.
"When I think about it, everyone is hungry. I have some steamed buns here. You can bake them on this fire. Take the water in their kettles and eat some!"
Seeing this, Du Xuechun quickly took out a paper bag from the baggage behind him. Du Xuechun opened the paper bag and leaned in front of everyone one by one, asking them to take out the buns inside and bake them.
At the beginning, a crowd of people turned down and refused, but then everyone couldn't bear to be hungry, and smiled at Du Xuechun with embarrassment, stretched out their hands, grabbed the buns from the paper bag, Gu Zidi drew a wooden stick from the dry pyre of his body, skewered the buns in his hands, and put them on the fire.
After a while, the steamed buns, which were originally cooked, continued to exude the fragrance of meat and noodles under the scorching fire. This bun was still when Du Xuechun left the palace. Mingying was reluctant to leave Du Xuechun, and wrapped it up overnight for Du Xuechun and steamed it.
Just to give Du Xuechun a warm bite on the road, I thought that Du Xuechun would even give Mingying the buns to the big guy. Du Xuechun looked at the golden and crisp bun with the skin in his hand gradually being roasted, but he was meditating in his heart:
"Mingying, knowing that you care about me, but being alone is not as good as others! If you know, don't blame me!"
Everyone knew what Du Xuechun thought from the bottom of his heart. One by one, he took off the hot buns from the wooden sticks, blew them a few breaths, and stuffed them into their mouths. The food was satisfying.
Feng Xuanche saw Du Xuechun staring blankly at the roasted meat buns in his hands, but he didn't plan to eat them. He couldn't help but approached Du Xuechun with curiosity. He raised his hand and poked Du Xuechun's soft and slippery face. Smiled:
"What are you in a daze? Eat quickly! If you don't eat it again, this bun will be roasted into coke! That Mingying's thoughts will be wasted."
"I'm wondering why the road is barren, with yellow weeds growing taller than people, and the rice fields are empty except for the weeds, and there are no crops. And, Where are the people around here?"
Du Xuechun tilted his head, puzzled. He couldn't help but frowned, and looked slantingly at the floor full of ashes on his side.
Although Feng Xuanche and Du Xuechun rushed forward without stopping, they still hadn't arrived in Luoyang. They were at the midpoint of Dashun Palace and Luoyang. They only walked halfway.
However, on this road, they did not see a single figure. Although they were walking on the official road, there are naturally very few pedestrians on the official road, but they are not as dead as they are now. Look Isn't it the figure of a commoner?
Du Xuechun couldn't help but wondered secretly, and couldn't figure it out. Xu is the guards named Feng Xuanche and Du Xuechun who are very kind, without any pretensions, and they are talkative masters. Only then did one of the guards open up and explain:
"Master, you have said that there are no crops in the farmland on this road. Everywhere is withered. Even if there are crops, they are gnawed clean by locusts. The people must be hungry if they have nothing to eat. , Those who don’t wear warm clothes specify that they can only make a living by begging, just to find a bite to eat! So...
"So they all left this place and took them elsewhere?" Du Xuechun reminded him via one of his entourages, and instantly opened up, and all the doubts in his heart were solved.
"Yes, that's the truth!" The entourage nodded repeatedly.
Feng Xuanche heard what Du Xuechun and the entourage said, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. Who would want to leave the homeland where he was born and grew up? They are forced to do so.
Although this is a natural disaster and not a man-made disaster, and it is not something he can easily change, Feng Xuanche still couldn't help but worry about the safety of the people of Liming!
For a moment, Feng Xuanche felt that he was not a competent monarch, otherwise, how could his people go hungry and cold? How can you be displaced and have nowhere to rely?
It is not because the Dashun Dynasty did not care and help the people enough, and it has not been implemented!
Du Xuechun turned around and looked at Feng Xuan Che, who was to his side, only to realize that Feng Xuan Che’s mood seemed not quite right. He quickly stretched out a hand and held Feng Xuan Che’s hand tightly, wanting Pass warmth to him and tell him that he still has his company by his side.
Feng Xuanche felt heartwarming to Du Xuechun's actions. He really wanted to hold Du Xuechun tightly in his arms, and leaned to her ears and said to her: "It's nice to have you!"
However, due to the fact that there were four unclear woods sitting in front of them, Feng Xuan Che had to suppress the strong desire in his heart.
The two of them looked at each other in silence. They all smiled. The four entourages sitting beside them couldn't help but blush. They quickly turned their heads to the side and said silently: I Can't see, I can't see...
At this moment, a faint sound suddenly appeared outside the Nuwa Temple. Hearing that sound, it was as if a branch had been accidentally trampled off. Feng Xuanche, Du Xuechun and the four entourage immediately sat up vigilantly. He turned his body, raised his ears, and listened carefully to the movement outside.
But they waited for a long time, there was no movement outside, and Du Xuechun couldn't help wondering if they had misheard!
However, one person, two people misheard it, and it can be explained. After all, they have just arrived in a strange place, and there will be some instability in their hearts, but if a group of people misheard it, it is a bit difficult to accept.
"Did you hear any sound just now?" Du Xuechun bowed her body, leaned her head in front of the crowd, and asked carefully.
"I heard it, there was movement outside!" Feng Xuanche was originally quite calm. After Du Xuechun asked like this, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Without showing a trace, he raised his hand and held the saber tightly around his waist, with a deep voice Very sure.
"Yes, yeah, we just heard it!" the four entourages replied in unison.
While talking, he turned his head and looked around the Nuwa Temple nervously. What's more, he drew the saber directly from his waist, as if he was ready to do it at any time.