Chapter 113: Memories of the Snow Wolf's Old Days

Combining Namtso's explanation with Long Xiang's explanation, Ling Xuanluo understood that the happiness he experienced today turned out to be a dream, and the girl who called herself Sangya used illusion to create an illusion and deceived him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The one she used to deceive him was the strange cloud of spells. As soon as a person steps into a cloud, it will be difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and he will take illusion as reality.

So when he tried to shake the clouds off his feet, she would stop him in a panic, because as soon as the strange clouds dispersed and the illusion was solved, all the scenes he saw, whether it was terraces or tea plantations, would disappear.

The solution of a mystery often means the emergence of more mysteries, and it is most appropriate to use this rule to summarize the current mood of Ling Xuanluo and the others. For example, What illusion did Sanya use? What is her purpose in doing this? Namtso knew she existed, but why did he let her stay alone in the tea plantation?

And for Ling Xuanluo, there was another question, which weighed on his heart like a boulder, so heavy that he didn't dare to ask casually. The question is, is Sanya a blue peacock or a wolf?

But then, Namtso told a story related to the snow wolf, which unexpectedly relieved him of his troubles. That past happened in Yunnan a few years ago, and a little-known secret was spread out in front of them.

After Longxiang Dai Namucuo finished explaining, he bowed deeply to Ling Xuanluo, and seemed to be apologizing sincerely: "Longxiang doesn't know what to do, he speculates in vain, and he wronged Lingliu Immortal, he really deserves to hit a hundred boards!" I hope you have a lot of excuses, and don't take them to heart. ”

How could Ling Xuanluo still have time to deal with him? perfunctorily responded: "It's a trivial matter, adults don't need to worry about it", and ignored him again.

He went to get close to Duan Xiao and Yun Yelang Jun again, and the reactions of the two were limited to ordinary etiquette. The attitude of the three of them was the same cold, as if each of them slapped him in the mouth, making his face red and white for a while, which was very ugly.

Namtso hid his face and sobbed, knowing that he was out of shape, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't raise his head. After all these years, he was afraid to recall those past events, but he had to face them all the time, and he felt that it was a relief to have the opportunity to vent at this time.

After Long Xiang's apology drama was performed, he ordered him to stay aside, and undisturbed the words that had been buried in his heart for a long time, and told the three of them eloquently.

"Thousands of years ago, the Beard Raising God Clan was very famous in the Lancang River area because of the divine power of the Beard God, and was supported by almost all the Ailao tribes. As gods, we protect the tea farmers and hunters in the tea mountains, so that they can live a stable life without fear of tigers and wolves. At that time, the patriarch was Dawa Yangji, and I was just a teenager working on a small errand in the shogunate. One day, I was ordered by the patriarch to go to Cangshan to run errands, and I met a snow wolf, which fell from the mountain peak, was seriously injured, and was dying. ”

"Snow wolf?" Duan Xiao and Yun Zhishang looked at each other when they heard this, and Ling Xuanluo couldn't help but repeat quietly.

Namtso continued: "The snow wolf is the best among wolves, and only one appears in a thousand years. They have fur like snow all over their bodies, and they are connected to human nature, not only do they prey on innocent people, but they will also help if the road is uneven. So although they belong to wolf demons, people love to call them wolf gods. Snow wolves are snow animals, and they generally only appear in Mobei, how can they be seen in the mountains? At that time, I was amazed and pleasantly surprised, and I felt that I was the luckiest person in the world to meet such a sacred being. But the snow wolf was covered in blood and was dying, so I quickly carried it back to my shelter and healed it.

"After more than three months of careful care, the snow wolf's injuries gradually improved, and he was slowly able to move around the house. But one day, when I came back from a trip, I searched for it and found it. I was in a hurry, calling all over the mountains, thinking that even if I had to go, I had to say goodbye to it. But I was disappointed in the end, thinking that it would never be seen again. ”

(To be continued.) )