"He is destined to me."
Fu Lu gently touched the child's head, and Wen Chi did not dodge.
Seeing it in amusement, Xihe also stretched out his hand to touch it - but found nothing.
Wenchi dodged.
He was like a frightened bird, carefully hiding behind Fu Lu, lowering his head as if he didn't dare to look at her.
Xihe was stunned and laughed a little: "Why aren't you afraid of him?" But he didn't care and asked Fu Lu when he would take out the antlers. They are pressed for time and it is best to leave as soon as they are done.
Fu Lu said warmly: "Don't worry, we'll wait until we find his mother."
Xihe was surprised: "His mother..." Isn't she dead?
Fu Lu looked at her: "His mother is still alive."
Xihe's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, but after thinking about it, these were all her guesses. Maybe she was still alive, but... Xihe looked at Wenchi's face, and it was obvious that mother and son were not closely related.
That night, Wenchi slept with Fulu, and Aqiao stayed with Alu.
After a sleepless night, Fulu went out with his children the next day. Because he refused Xihe's request to follow him in the city, he did not come back until late at night.
Xihe looked bad: "Bring Cheng Li with you next time you go out!"
The innkeeper had already taken a rest, and the lobby was deserted except for their master and servant.
Fu Lu was startled, and then realized that she was angry. She opened her mouth to explain but had already turned away.
Alu: "Mr. Fu, the lady has been restless and worried since you left... You should never do this again in the future." After speaking, he sighed and hurriedly followed her lady.
Her family really cared too much about Mr. Fu.
It was quiet late at night, every household fell into a deep sleep, and the streets were empty.
Fulu stood there, Wenchi couldn't help but tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Sir?"
Fu Lu lowered his head. The child had a furry face and sharp claws on his hands. He smiled and held Wenchi's hand: "Let's go back to the house."
Xihe was lying on the bed, staring at the tent ceiling with his eyes open. He heard the sound of opening and closing the door next door. He thought that the person was already asleep, so he planned to sleep too... While he was half asleep, he heard a knock on the door.
Dong-dong-dong, three shallow and one long.
Xihe was startled and woke up: "Who?"
The voice outside the door paused for a moment and said, "It's me."
Fulu? ? ?
What happened?
Xihe wrapped up his clothes and went to open the door: "What's wrong? What happened?"
The corridor was dark and his expression was invisible. Xihe only felt that Fu Lu's figure seemed to have grown much taller, and his shadow enveloped her.
"There is indeed something..."
Looking behind her, Fu Lu coughed lightly: "Is it convenient to go in?"
Xihe hurriedly got out of the way, closed the door, found Huozhezi, and lit a candle. In an instant, the room lit up with dim light.
Xihe poured him a cup of warm tea and couldn't wait to ask what happened. Unexpectedly, Fulu was not in a hurry to talk, but looked at her: "Today is my fault, don't be angry."
Xihe:? ? ?
She was filled with nervousness and paused, looking at Fu Lu strangely.
Why did you suddenly apologize?
Something is wrong.
She looked at the person opposite her carefully. At this time, she found that Fu Lu seemed to be much younger, his figure had become taller, and there were several fewer wrinkles on his face. His eyes were gentle and compassionate... Xihe narrowed his eyes slightly. .
She shook her head, her beautiful face filled with worry: "I'm just worried that something will happen to you."
Fu Lu's eyes became gentler: "Don't worry, I won't go far."
When his eyes fell on her, he saw that she had only put on a piece of clothing in a hurry, so he couldn't help but gently touch the back of her hand with his hand, which was cold.
Xihe's eyes widened suddenly, but Fulu didn't seem to notice, with a worried look on his face: "Is it cold?" He stood up and walked to the clothes rack to pick up his coat, then walked over and put it on her. Xihe's hair stood on end instantly, and he was so frightened. Almost jumped up.
"No, no, I'll do it myself!"
He tore off his clothes and threw them around his body, his heart pounding.
Xihe quickly asked him to sit down: "Didn't you say something happened? What is it?"
Fu Lu smiled, sat down Cong Shan Ruliu, and explained the matter slowly. It turned out that Wenchi absorbed too much divine power. If he took out the antlers rashly, he might hurt his life. He said: "I think everyone in Luosong Temple is upright, so why not leave it for now?" Put the child there until we find the remaining antlers and retrieve them when we are sure to save his life." After a pause, "Cheng Ge, what do you think?"
Fu Lu looked over with compassionate eyes.
Xihe's breath was suffocated and she almost drowned in the clear pool. She forced her eyes away: "Okay."
So Fulu smiled, and the smile on his lips gradually opened: "Thank you, Cheng Ge."
Xihe: "..."
The next day, they bid farewell to Mr. Wen and left. At noon, they arrived at a larger city called Jincheng. Xihe quickly found the Cheng family store and asked the shopkeeper to find a fleet of vehicles to safely transport Wenchi and Aqiao to the store. Luo Songguan.
Wenchi grabbed Fulu's robe: "Sir, my mother..."
Fulu knelt down and said, "You go to Luosongguan first, and I'll help you find your mother, okay?"
Wenchi had a natural trust in Fulu, and immediately nodded solemnly, turned around, took his sister into the carriage, and rushed to Luosongguan.
The convoy gradually walked away, Xihe said: "Let's go too."
The carriage swayed southward, and the weather got colder and colder along the way. By the time we reached Nantang, heavy snow had fallen in the sky, and the streets, mountains and forests were all white.
Along the way, they found two antlers, one of which was as long as a hand.
The vigorous divine power spread to the ground, and the entire Dian Cang Kingdom gradually glowed with new vitality when no one was paying attention. As a result, Fulu became younger and younger... He was tall and tall, and his face belonged to a god that made people dare not look at him.
Ah Lu dared to complain a few times in the past, but now when he saw Fu Lu, he unconsciously wanted to bow his head, and even bowed with two sticks of incense.
At this moment, the majesty of the mountain god is revealed little by little.
Xihe was extremely pleased: "Fu Lu, we will find all the antlers soon."
Fu Lu raised his hand and gently pushed the hair behind her ear, smiling gently: "Yes, Cheng Ge, this is all your fault."
Xihe: "..."
Even though it was not the first time, she still felt speechless.
She still remembered the first time she saw Fu Lu and wanted to eat her alive. Even though she later helped him find antlers and fed him with blood, Fu Lu always looked like someone he could avoid. Why did she suddenly change? What about his appearance? She observed carefully and finally came to an amusing conclusion. This guy must be using a beauty trap.
Beauty trap? The glorious mountain god? Xihe suspected that he had guessed wrong.
However, Fulu's various operations along the way forced her to accept the fact that Xihe didn't expose it and just watched what he did? Fulu should have never been like this before, inevitably suffocating, and the vague ambiguity is the most outrageous behavior.
Xihe was almost laughing in his heart, but his face remained calm.
She naturally avoided it and leaned against the car wall: "Fu Lu, did you feel the specific information of the antlers?"
Fu Lu naturally let go of his hand and looked out the window at the snow-capped mountains: "Five Pure Views."
Xihe also looked over. He was so far away that he couldn't see the scenery in the mountains clearly. He could only see a palace standing on the top of the mountain in the distance. It was a shining treasure. It was the "Five Pure Temples" of Taoism, one of the best in the world.
