The little girl was a little miserable at the moment, with blood all over her body, but she was smiling heartlessly.
"Making money, making money! Hahaha"
Mo Yan was speechless, but still muttered:
"What do you think you're doing?"
The little girl said seriously:
"If you want something, you have to give first. This is true even for parents and children, let alone for strangers."
“Thinking only of taking and getting something for nothing will not last long.”
"You are quite transparent!"
Mo Yan also had to admit that what the other party said was reasonable.
"You're so hurt..."
"Master, I have to trouble you to apply some ashes from this incense burner on me, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to heal."
Mo Yan didn't hesitate after hearing this. He reached out and grabbed the incense ashes from the incense burner that had been extinguished long ago, and lightly sprinkled it on the little girl's wound.
Listening to the sound of "Bah", I saw the black gas coming out of the wound and gradually dissipating, and then I took a long breath.
I took every precaution and took every precaution, but I never expected that it would end like this in the end.
Mo Yan couldn't help but applaud his good luck.
The little girl frowned and endured the sound of the wound, without making a sound.
When the sound disappeared, she knelt down on her knees:
"Meet the master!"
Mo Yan frowned:
"Don't call me Master, call me Mo Yan!"
"That won't work. The master is the master. You can't call the master by his first name. Otherwise..."
The little girl smiled slyly:
"Let me call you sister!"
Mo Yan and Qiao Nanhai's eyebrows jumped.
An old monster calling a man in his twenties "sister"?
Isn’t it too sensational?
"……also!"
Mo Yan gritted his teeth, why did he become soft-hearted toward this girl?
Maybe, this is the difference between outsiders and our own people?
"Then you go back to heal your wounds first, and we'll contact you if anything happens. As for what you told me, I still don't have a clue. I'll talk about it after I figure it out."
"Okay, just listen to my sister!"
The little girl smiled so hard that she couldn’t even see her teeth, and she was so happy:
"Sister, my name is Qi Lao, and his name is Badou. He is my grandson's grandson's grandson... Anyway, he is our junior. You can ask him to do anything in the future."
"If you don't obey me, I'll give you a beating!"
The old man, oh, his name is Badou, stood by with a look of reluctance.
Was he abandoned by his ancestors?
The white light flashed, and Qi Lao left, neatly and neatly, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.
...still left a piece
——Bato stood still with a frown on his face.
"Your ancestors have left, why don't you leave?"
Mo Yan was curious, she understood what Qi Lao meant.
But let her keep such a senile old man by her side and instruct him to do this and that?
How do you explain it to the people around you?
The psychological pressure is so great.
"My ancestor, her sister, do you want me... to leave too?"
Badou looked at Mo Yan carefully, with hope that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.
"Yes, hurry up and follow your ancestors!"
"B-but..."
Badou was excited, hesitant, and confused:
"My ancestors asked me to..."
"Didn't you just call your ancestor my sister? I'm older than your ancestor, so you have to listen to me!"
Unable to bear to look at the expression on the wrinkled old face that was still wanting to speak, Mo Yan waved his hand:
"Just say that I will definitely come to you if something happens, but not now."
"It's hard for me to explain to others when you're here, it's too numb..."
Before the word "annoying" could be spoken, Badou had already disappeared.
There was only "Thank you, ancestor!" slowly floating in the air.
As for Qiao Nanhai, the boy who caused him injury, he just ignored it.
Mo Yan: Uh...great ancestor, what the hell?
In the distant sky, the coquettish scolding sound went away along with the coquettish and flattering voice.
The wind blew again, and the branches swayed, making a "rustle" sound.
"What's going on?"
Qiao Nanhai only felt that there was something in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
Looking at Mo Yan's serious and heavy preparation, the process was relaxed and weird, and the ending was so casual.
"It's nothing, haven't you seen everything?"
Mo Yan also let out a long breath, feeling that he punched with all his strength, but it hit the cotton.
"Fortunately, the ending is pretty good."
At this moment, she was also shrouded in clouds and mist, and she was feeling sad.
Because of that big bubble, she felt a little different about Qiao Nanhai.
"You said you were the same, and you dared to take action even though you didn't understand anything!"
Mo Yan didn't notice that her blame was filled with fear and happiness:
"What if something dangerous happens?"
"me……"
Qiao Nanhai couldn't help but scratch his hair:
"I'm sorry, I was just afraid that you would be in danger, so... I forgot."
After all, Mo Yan did not say any more words of blame and patiently explained:
"You saw their true forms just now. They are Pi Hu Zixian, similar to foxes and weasels, and they have extremely high IQs."
"They don't harm people, but they like to tease people. They will be very cruel when they are in danger. They are extremely vengeful animals. They can speak human language for a hundred years. They can only cultivate human form after practicing Taoism for more than a thousand years. This is called spirit transformation."
"Their transformation process is extremely difficult, and the success rate is extremely low. Because the existence of heaven is benevolent and cruel, it always ruthlessly kills creatures that cross the hierarchical order."
"Transcending the tribulation is not a competition where strength speaks for itself. Facing the way of heaven, no matter how powerful the world is, it is powerless. What really determines the success or failure of tribulation is actually virtue and opportunity."
"As for Qi Lao, she has lived for more than 10,000 years and has survived tribulations, but unfortunately she failed. This is why she is not black but gray, and can also turn into black to scare people."
"I don't know what she went through back then. Although she failed to overcome the tribulation, she escaped the destruction of heaven."
"But now, she and I are one."
Although they had several fights and tests at the beginning, fortunately, everything passed and they were no longer acquainted with each other.
If you really want to calculate it, she still took advantage.
It increased her leverage in facing that person in the future.
As if remembering something, Mo Yan looked at Qiao Nanhai and felt a little gloating:
"And you, although you are not as close as the two of us, you are still better than others who have nothing to do with you. You will know from now on!"
Mo Yan said, looking at Qiao Nanhai's injured hand, and exclaimed:
"Huh?"
She grabbed Qiao Nanhai's hand and looked at it carefully.
On an early winter night, the cold wind howled, but Qiao Nanhai felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He just felt like spring, with a soft and fragrant fragrance everywhere in his tentacles.
Mo Yan became more and more surprised as he looked at it, and couldn't help but grab Qiao Nanhai's hand and rub it.
The man who pretended to be calm could no longer hide his inner thoughts, and his face turned red and his heart was full of confusion.
"Are you OK?"
Mo Yan finally let go of Qiao Nanhai's hand. Seeing that his face was red, he thought he had been injured just now.
"No, it's okay!"
The man felt lost and clenched his palms, as if he could hold on to the warmth just now.
"Let's carry the table into the house. We'll talk about everything after we get inside."
Mo Yan stamped his feet and rubbed his hands:
"It's too cold outside."
"good!"
Qiao Nanhai agreed and reached out to lift the table.
