C438 Falling down a Cliff
C438 Falling down a Cliff
The white SUV passed by Mu Family Gate and headed towards a bumpy dirt road. When they passed by the Mu Family entrance, Su Cuiyun hurriedly lied down in the back so that she wouldn't be seen by the people from Mu Family.
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Mu Qingqing had just gotten an afternoon nap amidst the fresh air of the farmhouse. Her eyelids were constantly twitching, and she was a little flustered. Sometimes, this situation was caused by her lack of a good rest, but she had just rested. How could she continue to jump?
The first thing she thought of was Mu Anren. Mu Anren was her most worried relative.
Mu Qingqingxin pressed Mu Anren's number, but she didn't have the courage to dial it.
Staring at the phone, she silently asked herself this question. How long would she need to be concerned about the Mu Family?
Mo Xiaoyun wasn't in the habit of taking a nap. Seeing that Mu Qingqing did not dial the number, he couldn't help but be curious. Elder sister, what's wrong? "
"Nothing, I'm just a little flustered." Mu Qingqing quickly pressed the clear button, and the numbers were all removed. I don't care about the Mu Family anymore. No matter what happens over there, it will have nothing to do with her.
"You're going to the country tomorrow. Are you reluctant to leave?" Mo Xiaoyun knew A City was the place where Mu Qingqing had lived since childhood. Mu Qingqing liked A City very much. Before she left for H Country, she would think of ways to visit this place, so she definitely couldn't bear to part with it.
"After all, I've lived for so many years." Mu Qingqing kept her phone and looked up at the bright Aunt Qiongght. Then, she thought of Aunt Qiong. "I'll go tell Aunt Hua that we'll be leaving tomorrow. Let's go to the foot of the mountain and bid farewell to Aunt Qiong."
"Alright." Mo Xiaoyun also liked Aunt Qiong a lot and liked eating the food she made. He knew that whenever Mu Qingqing went to Aunt Qiong's house, she would definitely have a meal! When he thought of those delicious dishes, he could not help but feel a bit greedy.
After greeting Hua Qinghe, Mu Qingqing brought Mo Xiaoyun to the foot of the mountain.
The old brick house had fewer tiles on the roof. Mu Qingqing drove herself and brought Mo Xiaoyun over. She sent Elder Hua's bodyguards to the farmhouse to take care of Hua Qinghe.
"Elder sister, should we go buy some gifts for Aunt Qiong?" Mo Xiaoyun suddenly thought of the rules he had seen in Ren Xinru's house. People who came to visit him always had to bring gifts in their hands. Thus, he naturally thought of buying a present for Aunt Qiong.
Mu Qingqing smiled and said, "Don't worry about the gift. Compared to the present, what Aunt Qiong lacks the most is money. I'm ready. "
Mo Xiaoyun nodded as if he had thought of something. Aunt Qiong's family's conditions were obviously not as good as Mu Family. Giving money was the right way. He thought of Mo Xiaohe and mumbled, "It's already the 15th today. I wonder how the weather is going on the island."
"Tssss ~ ~" The harsh sound of brakes rang out and Mo Xiaoyun's little head almost hit the windshield.
"Aiyo." Mo Xiaoyun sat still in shock as he looked at Mu Qingqing.
"What did you say?" "Today's 15th?" Mu Qingqing looked at Mo Xiaoyun in shock. August 15th?
"That's right, why does Master have such a huge reaction?" Mo Xiaoyun looked at her with a wronged expression. He didn't know what he had done wrong.
"August 15th …" Mu Qingqing's hands lost their grip on the steering wheel, and her eyelids kept jumping. She felt that the surrounding sounds had become ethereal, because she suddenly remembered that if it was the day of her previous life, it would be the day of Aunt Qiong's death.
She quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and got off the train. She stood at the edge of Aunt Qiong's fish pond and looked at the brick house in front of her with her weak legs. He closed his eyes and searched Aunt Qiong's house thoroughly, but he couldn't find any trace of her.
"No, that's not right. It's a cliff!" Mu Qingqing closed her eyes, tears flowing down her cheeks. Her eyelids kept jumping, which made her realize that it was related to Aunt Qiong. Mu Qingqing quickly got back into the car, fumbled with her seatbelt, and tied it in a flurry.
"Master, what's wrong?" Mo Xiaoyun didn't know what was going on as he watched her restart the car.
His starting point was too strong, causing Mo Xiaoyun to lean backwards. Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and began to search for Aunt Qiong's figure near the cliff.
"Master, master, what happened to you?" Mo Xiaoyun noticed that something was wrong with her. Why did she suddenly become so panicked?
"Aunt Qiong …" Aunt Qiong was in danger. "Don't ask, sit still. I'm looking for her." Mu Qingqing, who was being held by his hand, found it rather inconvenient to drive and could only hurriedly explain it to him.
Hearing that, Mo Xiaoyun held onto the handrail tightly and looked around with his eyes wide open. He wondered, well and good, what danger could Aunt Qiong be in? Furthermore, how did Mu Qingqing know that Aunt Qiong was in danger? Mu Qingqing became so weird.
A strong gust of wind blew across the mountain, and the tree shadows were all messed up, covering the ground beneath their feet. Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and looked at the tire marks on the dirt road. Her gaze penetrated the crisscrossing roots of the tree and the messy coffins on the ground. She finally found Aunt Qiong.
Aunt Qiong had already flown to the edge of the cliff in a parabola. There was nothing under her body that could stop her from falling. She could only fall down the cliff in despair and helplessness.
"Aunt Qiong — —" Mu Qingqing screamed with her eyes wide open. She had completely forgotten that she was still driving. At this moment, she pressed on the accelerator and was only thinking about catching up to Aunt Qiong. Mu Qingqing's mind became blank, and the surrounding scenery started to materialize. The trees were green and the sky was blue.
Vaguely, she seemed to see a warm yellow light in the dark night. It was the scene of her returning home after studying at night. She seemed to hear Aunt Qiong whispering amiably in her ear, "Qingqing, you're back."
When she felt that she had nothing left to live for in Mu Family, Aunt Qiong would always patiently accompany her at her side. Even if she did not speak, she would still be able to give her a lot of mental comfort.
Every day when Aunt Qiong self-study at night, she would not starve when she was at home. Sometimes, even without pocket money, Aunt Qiong would sneakily take out a dozen or so yuan from her salary and give it to Mu Qingqing. Aunt Qiong was so good, but she still couldn't seem to change the course of her past life.
Still, there was nothing he could do.
The tears in the corner of Mu Qingqing's eyes dried up. She closed her eyes, ready to accept the fact that her car had been destroyed and killed. Since there was nothing he could do to save her, then he might as well go with Aunt Qiong.
This life was a blessing from the heavens.
Before the car fell off at the top of the mountain, Mo Xiaoyun quickly unlocked his seat belt, opened the car door and jumped out.
In the silence of the valley, the cries of birds could be heard. There was a muffled sound, and dust was billowed up from the bottom of the valley.
On the cliff, a man and a woman watched Aunt Qiong's body fly away before they immediately drove down the mountain. The white SUV circled the mountain road, rushing away from this terrible place.
At the bottom of the cliff, Mu Qingqing sat on the car floating in the air and slowly opened her eyes. She didn't die?
Mu Qingqing opened the door and looked down. It turned out that she was floating with the car. She closed her eyes and looked up. It was Mo Xiaoyun who opened the spaceship and used the airflow in the center of the spaceship to save her.
'Then that muffled sound just now … '
Mu Qingqing felt her heart turn cold. She muttered as she got out of the car. "Aunt Qiong …"
Following the stream of air, she ran towards the center of the smoke and dust.
Aunt Qiong was lying on the hard stone in the middle of a pile of rocks. The blood under her body was slowly soaking into the ground, making her unable to move.
"Aunt Qiong!" Mu Qingqing's eyelids finally stopped twitching. Tears from the corners of her eyes dripped down her cheeks.
On the spaceship, Mo Xiaoyun wiped the sweat off his forehead. Luckily, he sent the spaceship to A City, otherwise, they would all die today.
"That was close." He held on to the disk in the center of the ship, his face red.
"Xiaoyun, come down here quickly and save Aunt Qiong." By the time Mu Qingqing touched the blood stain on Aunt Qiong's body, she was on the verge of collapse. Only she was saved, but Aunt Qiong …
"Qing …" "Clear." Blood dripped from the corner of Aunt Qiong's mouth and down her chin. Her face was covered with dust, and her eyes were a little unfocused.
"Mu Qingqing held her up and held her by the shoulders, crying out loud." Aunt Qiong, didn't you say that you're not allowed to come to the cliff? Why did you come? "Why don't you listen to the clean talk …"
At this moment, Mu Qingqing only felt as if her heart had been shattered. She thought that this matter could be avoided, but she didn't expect Aunt Qiong to forget her orders and walk up the cliff on her own accord.
This was her dearest and most beloved Aunt Qiong. How could she bear to let her leave …
Why did she treat the person who was best to her so badly? She couldn't figure it out.
"Ah …" Head, No... "Cry." Aunt Qiong spoke weakly, her words intermittent and extremely soft. Yes... "Life."
Mo Xiaoyun knelt beside Aunt Qiong and closed his eyes to check the condition of Aunt Qiong's body. He frowned. Unexpectedly, the airflow started too late. When Aunt Qiong fell, she still hit the ground. The airflow of the ship only served to leave Aunt Qiong's corpse intact.
"Xiaoyun, do you have a way?" Mu Qingqing knew that the one who knew medicine was Mo Xiaoyun. She had placed all her hopes on him.
Mo Xiaoyun looked at Mu Qingqing and shook his head. His pair of black eyes were overflowing with blue tears.
"Master, I can't." Mo Xiaoyun's tears fell down in large amounts. He was in a lot of pain. If he still had his Discipline, then Aunt Qiong would still be able to save him. Unfortunately, his blood was divided between Mo Xiaohe and himself. If he wanted his Discipline back, he could only exchange it with Mo Xiaohe.
Mu Qingqing bit her lips as blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.
Mo Xiaoyun took out some medicine from his backpack and fed it to Aunt Qiong.
Seeing the situation like this, hope was rekindled in Mu Qingqing's eyes. She asked, "Aunt Qiong can still be saved, right?"