As if he didn't see the stick in Hu Yan's hand, Mi Jiu walked into the wooden house with the basket, blasted away the tricks, wealth and advancement that were circling around him, stood in front of Hu Yan, grabbed a black-faced steamed bun from the basket, and shook it in front of Hu Yan's eyes.

Hu Yan's whole body is black, but the whites of her eyes prove that she has other colors on her body besides black. Her eyes swayed from side to side with the black-faced steamed bun in Yu Jiu's hand, which was a bit ridiculous.

Mi Jiu looked at Hu Yan gently and gently: "Hungry, right?" ”

Hu Yan swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, and reached out to grab the black flour steamed bun.

Mi Jiu took a step back and said with a smile: "You think it's for you?" Laugh at...... Stop dreaming! What about when my words are farts? You have to feed yourself, and if you don't have the ability, you have to starve. Oh, you look. The tail of his eyes was raised, he twisted his waist and turned around, the dark green robe and red edging drew a beautiful arc, like an otherworldly flower quietly swaying in the dark room, spitting out poisonous juice, revealing demonic smelt.

Mi Jiu snapped his fingers at the three little things.

The one-eyed owl fluttered down the trunk of the tree and scurried on the ground. The stupid dog appeared with a "hat" on his head, and followed the one-eyed owl in a daze.

The "hat" suddenly moved, revealing the lame fox's small head. It turned out that the hat was actually disguised by a lame fox. But when he saw that he was holding a small wooden stick, he smashed it on the head of the one-eyed owl.

The one-eyed owl turned to look, and the lame fox immediately disguised himself as a hat again, curled up, and lay on the head of the stupid earth dog.

The one-eyed owl continues to wander, and is once again attacked by a lame fox.

After repeating this three times, the one-eyed owl and the stupid earth dog fought together, and they fell to the ground and died. The lame fox imitated the human form, pinched his waist and laughed.

Mi Jiu smiled and leaned back, and casually threw the black-faced steamed bun to the lame fox.

"Ouch......" Mi Jiu's head was suddenly smashed with a stick. He immediately turned to look, but saw a wooden stick at Hu Yan's feet. And at this moment, she was crouching on the ground, staring at the lame fox. As if it wasn't she who hit him.

Mi Jiu snorted and warned: "Don't play tricks with the master!" Turning around, he grabbed two black-faced steamed buns from the basket and threw them to the stupid earth dog and the one-eyed owl respectively. The one-eyed owl gave the black-faced steamed bun to the stupid earth dog. The stupid earth dog will catch rats to compensate for the one-eyed owl.

"Ouch......" Mi Jiu's head was smashed again. He quickly turned around, rubbed the top of his head with his hands, glared at Hu Yan with cat's eyes, and said angrily, "You get up for the master!" I've learned to do it! ”

Hu Yan ignored Mi Jiu, as if he couldn't understand the words, and looked left and right.

Yu Jiu took a step forward hatefully, kicked Hu Yan, turned around and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, trying to startle Hu Yan, but saw that she was just squatting on the ground stupidly. Mi Jiu wrinkled his nose mischievously, and continued to walk towards the door, the corners of his lips quietly hooked, and he smiled. This ghost thing actually learned the trick of that trick and secretly hit himself with a stick, but he didn't get in!

Suddenly, a strong wind is blowing from behind!

This force was not as gentle and hostile as the previous two times, so that Mi Jiu let his guard down. The raid was swift, as if premeditated. Mi Jiu thought that he could hide from it, but he overestimated himself and underestimated Hu Yan, and he suffered a solid moment.

Mi Jiu only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and everything became blurry. He staggered, trying to find his balance, but in vain. The moment he fell, he thought, that monster would take the opportunity to take his life, right? After all, he didn't treat her well.

Perhaps, people like him are clean when they die. Don't think about who his parents are and why they treat him like this? Don't keep your promise to the dead, stay in this damn place! Don't even have to live so tired with a smiling face every day. It's a pity that I can't continue to stand on the stage and sing and fight. He has always hoped that he can die on stage. When he was alive, he was not like a man; At least when you die, you can have some dignity. I don't want to, today I actually got on the road, and I want to die in this shack built for animals. Scold...... It's okay with the beasts.

This stick, not too lightly, shattered the fig leaf wrapped in memory, and turned all the deliberately forgotten things in Mi Jiu's mind to the surface. From the first time he was sold to the current twisted posture, those extremely ugly pictures made him unbearable to watch. He closed his eyes and waited for death to come. Compared to tomorrow night's congregation, death at this moment made him feel a kind of relief. However, the attack did not continue, and death did not bother to patronize him.

Mi Jiu opened his eyes and saw Hu Yan's dirty face coming over, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but saw that Hu Yan didn't look at himself at all, but grabbed the last black-flour steamed bun he put in the basket, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it hard!

It turned out that his life was not as real as a black-faced steamed bun.

Mi Jiu smiled, laughing and laughing, and burst into tears.

Hu Yan squatted beside Mi Jiu, saw him crying, and was a little curious, so he tapped Mi Jiu's tears with his fingers, put them in his mouth and licked them.

Under this lick, I immediately rejoiced!

A light salty taste that pleases Hu Yan's taste buds. You know, she has been wandering around the mountains and old forests for almost a month, and she has never tasted anything salty except for drinking blood and supplementing some iron!

Hu Yan immediately poked his head down, stuck out his tongue, and licked it away from Mi Jiu's tears.

Mi Jiu was dizzy, self-pitying, and licked by Hu Yan like this, and immediately refreshed!

His eyes widened, and he looked at Hu Yan in disbelief, his heart was up and down, and he didn't know what to do.

The ghost is so close to him, is it because he likes his color? Could it be that his beauty has become unstoppable, not only fascinated by humans, but also fatally attracted to this kind of ghostly thing? He...... He...... He knew the hell was supposed to be female, but he ...... He...... He really couldn't get from it!!

Qi Jiu just wanted to resist hard, but saw Hu Yan lower his head again, licking away the few tears he had left like kissing a treasure, as if he was soothing his pain.

Mi Jiu felt that he had some magic obstacles, otherwise how could he feel that the ghost thing was feeling sorry for him? As it turned out, he did overthink.

Mi Jiu blinked and washed the cat's eyes, turned her head slightly embarrassed, and pushed Hu Yan with both hands, not daring to let her get close to her again. He thought of the tears and saliva on his face, and felt both ashamed and embarrassed, and a little disgusting and great emotion. He wanted to wipe his face with his sleeve, but he didn't give up after all. After rubbing the back of his hand twice against his face, a carp bounced off the ground. He patted the ash on his body, didn't look at Hu Yan, and hurried to the door with his head down.

Walking out of the door, he remembered the three sticks again, so he ran back again, raised his chin and said to Hu Yan: "Okay, the master knows why you knocked me with three sticks." You're a good one, find another way to perform in the future, learn this, and then knock the master to death! After speaking, he glared at Hu Yan. Just one glance, I don't know what he saw, and his body trembled slightly! The cat's eyes are a little rounded! He didn't care if Hu Yan could understand his words, so he pulled the clogs and ran out of the wooden shed.

He frowned, bolted outside the wooden door, then rubbed the swollen bag on his head, grinned and went back to the house to wash.

Hu Yan smashed his mouth, thinking that the salty taste was quite delicious. That's not the case, it's a pity. Next time, how can you still get that shiny, salty thing?

With a belly bone screaming, Hu Yan pinched off a piece of black-flour steamed bun, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he threw it to the lame little fox.