"Little Er, you come. ”

With Yan Chixia's voice, the guy got up from the ground tremblingly, and came to Yan Chixia's side: "Uncle?"

"You know this person. Yan Chixia's horse thief asked.

"Recognize. ”

Yan Chixia asked again: "How is his life?"

In front of Yan Chixia, the guy didn't dare to lie, and there was no need to lie, and said, "It's a splash." ”

Yan Chixia (can't see it) has a serious expression: "But you have done a great crime." ”

"I've done it, I've killed a few people. ”

After a conversation, Yan Chixia made a decision, this person, he has the ability to save. However, it is not saved.

Standing up, he looked back and saw several helpless women: "Who are they?"

Looking at these women, Yan Chixia's expression was complicated. These women, from the anger in their bodies, can be seen that they have a lot of fate, only suffered a lot when they were young, and they hurt others, and they are hateful and pathetic people.

"They are the daughters of the treasurer. The man replied.

"Oh?" Yan Chixia's tone was full of disbelief, if it was really the shopkeeper's daughter, fate would not be like this, at least the fate of her childhood would not be like this.

The guy laughed dryly twice and whispered: "Nominally, in order to cover up the ugliness, in fact, ......"

Speaking of which, he was speechless and laughed.

Yan Chixia knew in her heart that it was nothing more than the matter of the lower body.

When the chaos calmed down a little, the people of the government came, and they dragged away the horse thief who was almost breathless.

It's not easy, these days, you have to run fast to catch a thief, otherwise, in Guobei County, where the people are simple, with the jealous and hateful character of the people here, they can't even touch the shadow of a thief. In this world, the security of which county can be as good as my Guobei County.

Waiting for the people from the government to leave with the prisoners, Yan Chixia led the horse and left quickly, and when she left the city, she immediately whipped the horse and went north.

As soon as Yan Chixia left with her front foot, the shopkeeper's back foot came back.

"Shopkeeper, you're back. The man exclaimed excitedly: "There is another person who has gone to Lanruo Temple, he is stronger, stronger than the one who cried the ghost." ”

"Oh!" the shopkeeper nodded dumbly, unrelenting.

"Well, shopkeeper, what are you holding, is it a puppy? It's not like it, is it a fox? When did you like to keep a fox as a pet? ”

"Bastard thing!" The shopkeeper's slap turned the guy around, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Dog, you listen to me, from now on, it will be my son, respect it, call it the little shopkeeper." ”

The guy covered his face and sat on the ground with a confused expression, what was the first thing, what kind of nerves did the shopkeeper have, and he actually recognized a fox as his son?

Could it be that after that, I finally went crazy?

The shopkeeper hugged the fox, sad in his heart, and recalled what happened in Hufu not long ago.

He happily followed Sister Hu into her boudoir, Sister Hu lit an incense, fed him a can of soup, and helped him get a needle.

Immediately after, he felt that his whole body almost exploded, and his blood flowed, as if he had returned to his youth.

In less than half an hour, he rolled out of bed with trembling legs, watching Sister Hu's belly grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An hour later, in his stunned eyes, Sister Hu gave birth to a little fox for him.

Burst!

He spurted out a mouthful of old blood at that time, it turned out that he was so posterior. However, there is nothing wrong with that.

Although it is just a little fox who has no eyes, it is also his blood after all. The shopkeeper can be regarded as open, and it is better than nothing.

But then, another bad news came.

Because of overuse, his baby was scrapped!

Burst!

The second mouthful of old blood spurted out, Sister Hu looked nervous, hurriedly poured him a few mouthfuls of tonics, and helped him out of the door all the way.

Then, with the little fox in his arms and the walking dead walked through two streets and returned to the inn.

Tears swirled in his eyes, but they never flowed. The boy bled without tears, broke his teeth and swallowed in his stomach. The shopkeeper endured it to the backyard room, looked at the little fox in his arms who had not opened his eyes and screamed "woo", he couldn't hold back anymore, buried his head in the quilt, and cried out with a "wow".

The boy has tears and does not flick, but he has not arrived, and he is sad!!

......

Lanruo Temple, in the old forest.

It's midday and the sun is shining. The ground in the forest is white, and the leaves of the trees are covered with layers of snow, bending the branches and hiding the green.

Heaven and earth, as far as the eye can see, are white.

The snow reflects the sunlight, so the light is not dim despite the lush woods in the forest.

Ascending high and looking into the distance, a sense of vastness suddenly came to mind.

At some point, a miasma rose in the forest. The colorful miasma glows brilliantly under the sunlight, adding a bit of mystery to the vast old forest.

The wind blows, the snow falls, the branches collide, the miasma floats, like a colorful python, hovering in an old forest.

The bell rang louder and louder, and the long knife shook with it, and there was a posture of unsheathing.

Ghost Cry stood on a small slope, looking at the colorful miasma swimming in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this Lanruo Temple is really hospitable!"

"What shall we do?" Nangong asked softly beside Ghost Cry, "Do you want to go over or go back?"

"Rushing through, of course. "Ghost crying is not a fool, Lanruo Temple has a clear problem, go back and wait until the evening, then it will become someone else's home field.

And now, while the miasma is dangerous, it is not impossible to deal with. The more the other party tried to keep them until night, the more it proved that the other party was weak during the day.

"The detoxification pill is in the mouth, and as soon as something is wrong, it is immediately bitten and swallowed. ”

Listening to the ghost crying command, Nangong nodded vigorously with a solemn expression, took out the detoxification pill and put it in his mouth, and at the same time, stuffed a few detoxification pills into the mouth of the big black horse.

Ghost Cry also took out an antidote pill and threw it into his mouth and held it, then raised his feet and walked towards the bottom of the small slope.

The miasma is dense, but there are always gaps.

Ghost Cry and his party trekked through the forest with great difficulty, avoiding the miasma.

The unknown existence in the old forest was anxious and began to move.

Something seemed to be wriggling under the white snow, and one part of the fairly smooth snow suddenly bulged out, and then came towards the ghosts crying to them.

"Quick!"

The ghost cried and quickened his pace.

The direction of the wind changes slightly, and so does the direction in which the colorful miasma flows.

Devil Cry's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly glanced at it, then adjusted his direction, pulled out his knife, cut through a thorn, and opened a path.

In the distance, a wolf howl sounded.

One by one, the gray wolves howled and galloped through the forest, leaving messy footprints, and came straight to Devil Cry.

Not only that, but something hidden under the snow finally poked its head out.

They are tree roots, but because they are as soft as the vines, they wriggle like snakes in the snow, growing and lengthening, and surround them with ghosts.

Here, after all, it is the opponent's home field.

Countless tree roots intertwined, and then thorns grew into a wall, encircling the ghosts crying over them.

The wind began to grow, the miasma began to increase in speed, the wolf howl became quieter, and there were more and more thorns around it.

They, in a difficult situation.