"Forget it. In the end, the ghost cried and shook his head, pointing at Mo Xiaolong: "You come with me." ”

"Ahh

Ghost Cry nodded: "Yes, you." ”

Under the gaze of the four Elder Mo, Ghost Cry and Mo Xiaolong quietly touched it, and then, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, hopelessly!

"What did you learn from Elder Mo before?" asked the ghost as he walked.

"Ah, I learned some Taoism, divination, and swordsmanship. Following behind the ghost cry, Mo Xiaolong replied confusedly, and at the same time, his eyes purred, and he looked vigilantly in the direction of the bamboo forest.

"Come this way!" the ghost cried as the two hid in a grove.

The trees in the orchard were bare, and the two of them "creaked" on the snow, leaving clear footprints.

"What kind of swordsmanship did you learn. The devil wept and fell to the ground, his eyes looking through the gap between the brim of his hat and the ground.

"Naturally, it's Shushan swordsmanship. Mo Xiaolong also knelt down, paused, and said, "It's a word count." ”

"Count the words, the heart, the hand, or the mouth?" was asking, and a small fox appeared in the eyes of the devil crying, fluffy, red like fire, and looked very cute.

Mo Xiaolong hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "Hand calculation, the use of divination." ”

"No wonder!" Ghost Cry sighed in his heart, no wonder Elder Mo and they felt as if their backbones had been broken.

The arithmetic is used to decide, and their swordsmanship depends on calculation, and it is not to calculate the distance and timing, but to rely on the skill of divination to calculate only the future.

Before the north wind came, it was naturally extremely powerful, but as soon as the north wind arrived, their swordsmanship was immediately broken by one foot and turned into lame, and their strength dropped rapidly.

"Don't leave your left hand empty in the future, do you have a habit of using hidden weapons?" said Oni Wai as he quietly moved forward.

Mo Xiaolong followed behind the ghost cry, shook his head and said, "No." ”

The ghost in front of him cried, Mo Xiaolong also quickly stopped, the fiery little fox looked at this side, and the person stood up and looked curiously.

Ghost crying lips squirmed: "Then you will hold the short sword in your left hand in the future, or take the scabbard directly." ”

"Yes, thank you, Senior Brother Ghost Cry. The anger in Mo Xiaolong's heart disappeared, and he began to be slightly excited, he knew that this was a ghost crying teaching him.

Ghost Cry didn't answer, and he rushed out with lightning speed.

The little red-haired fox suddenly exploded, turned around and ran towards the bamboo forest.

A flash of white light brushed the scalp of the red-haired little fox, the little fox stiffened, and there was a "poof" in front of him, and there was an extra hole in the snow.

It also wanted to run, but a pair of large hands reached out from behind and pinched the back of its neck.

"Ahh

"Let's go. The ghost cried.

Mo Xiaolong nodded hurriedly, and the two of them quickly retreated towards the back.

A red-haired monkey rushed out of the woods, picked up a stone and threw it at Devil Crie.

was caught by the ghost crying and raised his hand, and smashed the monkey with a backhand stone.

The bamboo forest was lively, and all kinds of little demons appeared quickly, chirping and screaming, but they didn't dare to chase after them, and watched the ghosts cry and leave.

"Let's go. When they reached the high slope, Ghost Cry said to Elder Mo and the others, "Find a place to avoid the snow, it will snow heavily." ”

......

Roadside, inn.

The inn was originally run by people, but now it has been completely abandoned, which is cheaper for Devil May Cry and others.

Most of the things in the inn have been removed, but there are still some things left, such as firewood.

I went to the lobby with firewood and set up a bonfire.

Mo Xiaolong's senior brother Mo Feiying also found a small pot, and there was nothing to eat, so he got some clean snow into it, and after it was burned, he put the dry food in the pot and boiled it, and cooked a pot of porridge.

The taste is not very good, but can be swallowed.

Under Mo Xiaolong's teasing, the red-haired little fox screamed, pitiful and aggrieved.

"Senior Brother Ghost Cry, we can't catch a mistake, right?" Looking at this little fox, Mo Xiaolong wondered in his heart: "This little thing doesn't look like it has been touched by human life." ”

"Not only is it not like it, but neither are those little demons in the bamboo forest. Filled with a bamboo tube of hot porridge, the ghost cried and drank it with a snort, and said in a sullen voice.

He ate quickly, and suddenly the porridge in a bamboo tube bottomed out, wiped his mouth, and grabbed the little fox and put it in front of him.

The little fox was so frightened that he screamed, opened his teeth and claws, and bit the fingers of the ghost cry, but he didn't dare to use force, for fear of provoking the ghost to cry.

"Little one, don't play stupid. The ghost cried and looked at the little fox: "You can't fool me." ”

The little fox was still screaming and trembling.

"Hey!" the ghost cried and sighed, holding the scabbard with one hand and resting the other on the hilt: "Since it's useless, just kill it!"

Suddenly, the little fox stopped screaming, and hurriedly wrote on the ground with his paws: "Spare your life!"

"It's pretty well written. Ghost Cry raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't seem to be a wild demon." ”

Suddenly, horses neighed outside.

Elder Mo and the others trembled and drew their long swords one after another. Ghost Cry also stood up suddenly, and the little fox's eyes rolled as he pondered whether to run away.

The roof was suddenly lifted, and heavy snow swarmed in.

At this moment, the bell rang, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the sound of the roof, and the window suddenly shattered, and a white shadow shot in.

While!

The sparks burst out, a snow-white long sword was cut off with a single sword, and a woman in white had her eyes fixed on the long knife on her shoulder, her face turned pale.

"Don't hurt my wife!"

A black shadow appeared, it was a man covered in black feathers, he had a pair of bird claws, tightly clasped the edge of the hole, and the whole person hung upside down, looking at everyone in the room condescendingly.

"Squeak squeak!!" The red-haired little fox scurried anxiously in place, but did not dare to leave, it sensed that in the melodious ringtone, the ghost cry was locking it.

"Is that you?" said three voices at the same time.

The corners of the ghost crying mouth curled slightly: "Crow, Xiaobai, old acquaintance! So ......" His eyes turned down slightly, looking at the red-haired little fox: "You are the ......"

"Shut up!" Even though the cold blade of the ghost cry gently kissed her neck, the fox Xiaobai couldn't help but blow up: "Let go of our children." ”

It seems that Xiaobai is unwilling to let this red-haired little fox know his background.

Ghost Cry smiled slightly, and put the knife back into its sheath. Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the little fox and hugged her away from the ghost and cried.

The crow also fell from the roof, just between Devil May Cry and Xiaobai.

"Ghost Cry nephew, why did you let her go. Elder Mo asked a little nervously.

"The matter of the White Crane Temple, they didn't do it. Ghost Cry said calmly.

"White Crane Temple?" Xiao Bai hugged the red-haired little fox and asked suspiciously, "What happened to White Crane Temple?"