The silver-white tiger cub lay obediently in Jing Yuan's arms, revealing a pair of black eyes. Her tiger paws were dishonest and she touched Jing Yuan's chest. In the darkness, all senses were amplified. Wen Zhaozhao had the courage to find trouble. .
"Have you touched her enough?" Jing Yuan slapped her paw away. He overestimated Wen Zhaozhao's ability. He didn't expect that she could find a fire seal for a long time. Jing Yuan rubbed his fingertips and held Wen Zhaozhao with one hand, stroking her. The soft fur of a tiger cub.
Wen Zhaozhao recalled for no reason that day when she was trapped in the woods by the energy of chaos. She didn't recognize Jing Yuan. He spoke rudely to her many times and touched his waist. Her tiger ears turned red. She looked over in the darkness again. His gaze was hot, and a mark fell on Jing Yuan's waist.
The moment the glass fire was lit, a strange wind blew in from the window, and You Di extinguished the wax. Jing Yuan tightened his arms, and the tissue paper on the window reflected a blurry shadow. Wen Zhaozhao smelled the burning smell again, It was stronger than the previous times, and she snored uneasily in her abdomen, trying to drink the evil spirit away.
Jing Yuan rubbed her belly soothingly. His eyes were lowered and the golden mole on his forehead suddenly lit up. He flew up from the ground and jumped onto the rafter. He covered Wen Zhaozhao's tiger mouth with his right hand and whispered in her ear. Said aside: "Here he comes."
A chain as thick as a little finger was thrown in through the window. It was as fast as a snake, constantly searching over the tables and stools in the dark. After sweeping it, it shrank back like a rope, and then a short and slim figure came in. Wen Zhaozhao couldn't see the big-winged monster, so she covered her mouth and nose.
This monster is also somewhat smart. He walks slowly forward on his two wings. He has a smiling face and hooks on the tips of his nails. He swings the rope in his hand and walks toward the backyard with a grin.
Jing Yuan asked Wen Zhaozhao to lie on his shoulder. He jumped down and stepped on the monster's big tail. He slowly turned his head so that Wen Zhaozhao could see his face clearly, like a child.
His eyes were extremely violent, and he cut off his own tail with one claw, hooked his slender nails on the chain, and pulled towards the two of them.
The chain turned into a large centipede in the air, with its mouth open and its teeth sharper than a saw. Jing Yuan moved faster than Wen Zhaozhao. He used a fire technique. A fire barrier formed around him, and the rope broke from the beginning. The centipede's Bai Zu was reduced to ashes. Wen Zhaozhao jumped down along Jing Yuan's arm. She transformed into a huge figure and threw the little monster to the ground.
"Well done." Jing Yuan praised.
Wen Zhaozhao let out a tiger roar. In ancient times, the silver-white tiger clan was the king of beasts in the lower three realms. As long as it was a living creature, everyone who saw it worshiped her. Yaksha, who was held down by her, struggled more and more fiercely. Both of his claws were heard. Zhao Zhao pressed it, and the moment his Yin Qi surged, his body shape continued to change.
Yasha kicked off his hind legs and heard that Zhaozhao was thrown to the ground. She had been suppressing her breathing, but now a strong fishy smell poured into her nose, causing her to spit it out. Jingyuan walked sideways and went to Yasha He slapped a talisman on his wings, and the talisman gradually became invisible as he activated the magic formula from his mouth.
Wen Zhaozhao wiped his mouth and returned to his human form. Yasha was so tortured by her that he stumbled through the window and flew away. One of his wings was unable to use his strength when he left. Wen Zhaozhao wanted to chase but was stopped by Jing Yuan. Yasha was originally living in Underworld, there must be something fishy about suddenly appearing in this village, not to mention that Feitian Yaksha is not good at fighting. It is definitely not this thing that harmed everyone in the town.
Seeing him like this, Wen Zhaozhao guessed that there were plans for the follow-up. She cleaned up the dirt on the floor with a wave of her hand, transformed into a tiger cub and ran to her guest room.
Jing Yuan sat alone in the main hall until dawn. The first ray of sunlight came in and made him sober up. Li Shan came out to fetch water and saw him and was a little surprised and asked: "Why is your distinguished guest so restless and resting here instead?"
He was a little tired, rubbed his brows, and Jing Yuan said: "Take down the big red lantern in front and burn it clean."
He watched obsessively all night. The sudden appearance of the yaksha was so strange that it happened to be this family. He stamped his feet and wanted to call the landlady up to ask, but there was no life on the lower floors. There was no life on this land. No immortal has set foot there for at least a hundred years.
The big red lantern in front burned day and night. Even if his glazed fire was extinguished, it would not be disturbed. It was really evil.
Li Shan was a little surprised. He asked slowly: "This was passed down from my father. Does it have to be burned?"
From the day before yesterday to now, Li Shan finally understood that the identities of these distinguished guests were not just scholars. They all had special skills, and each of them was more powerful than the other.
"If you want your wife and children to survive, burn them." Jing Yuan didn't say much nonsense. He walked inside and met Zhen Niang who had just gotten up. Zhen Niang greeted him and he just nodded. .
Xue Ming unconsciously bowed to the south in his sleep last night. He knelt down and realized that he was kneeling. Yin He was still sleeping well, and his hands were a little heavy. He seemed to feel Wen Zhaozhao's The roar was blocking her door today, ready to ask questions.
Wen Zhaozhao got up late and made Xue Ming wait here for an hour. When she came out, Xue Ming was squatting in the corner holding his knees. Wen Zhaozhao didn't notice him and stepped over. Xue Ming said "Ouch" A voice.
"What are you doing here?" Wen Zhaozhao took two steps back and looked at him. Could it be that Xue Ming's brain was ruined after staying in the room for two days.
Xue Ming's legs were numb. He held onto the wall and looked at the big footprints on his calves, feeling a little sad: "I seemed to hear your tiger roar last night? What happened?"
Wen Zhaozhao didn't intend to hide it from him, so she told him everything in detail. She punched the air and shook her hand: "Yesterday, it was with my pair of magic fists that I beat away ten people. A Yaksha as tall as you makes even the prince look at me with admiration."
Xue Ming saw that she was frightened by her words. He had never seen Yasha before. Seeing Wen Zhaozhao's airs, he admired and felt a little itchy in his heart. Being locked up in that small guest room, he felt that he It's going to be hairy.
Xue Ming prayed: "Zhaozhao, okay Zhaozhao, can you talk to His Royal Highness tonight and take me with you? If you don't move your muscles and bones, the Xue family's gun will rust."
Thinking of the appearance of this yaksha last night, Wen Zhaozhao felt a little sick and frightened. She waved her hand and refused: "You can't deal with such monsters. It's up to me and the prince to come. You can just pretend to be sick."
Xue Ming was the most unprovoked. He went to Wen Zhaozhao and said, "Zhaozhao, if you don't take me with you, I will tell the young master the bad things you said on Yingzhou Island. You said he was cruel, hateful, and had a terrifying face. They even snatched the crutches used by the elderly to cross the Tianhe River."
Wen Zhaozhao was reluctant, but her relationship with Jing Yuan had just eased, and she didn't want Jing Yuan to hear what she said. She stood on tiptoe and grabbed Xue Ming's ear: "Okay, then you can buy it with me. Let me prepare some things for the night, where is Brother Yin He?"
"Brother Yin He is still pretending to be ill in the room. Madam Zhen is also careful. No one in the house can coax her." Yesterday morning, Madam Zhen went to their room seven times, either to bring some hot water or Although Xue Ming was kind-hearted when he brought some food and medicine, he couldn't resist it. In the afternoon, he locked the inner door and stopped Zhen Niang from entering.
Wen Zhaozhao took Xue Ming to the street. The lantern above the Li family's head had been taken down, and the lanterns in every household were also gone. Wen Zhaozhao took another worried look.
"Zhaozhao, what should we buy?" After arriving in Wutong Village, Xue Ming could smell the smell outside Li's house for the first time. He now felt that the wind was also sweet.
"You'll know when you go there." Wen Zhaozhao walked along the street yesterday. She looked back at the scenery around her, always feeling that there was something different about this square sky.
In the hospital, Dr. Yang was sitting behind the counter counting the medicines. Hearing that Zhaozhao had brought a strange man here today, his eyebrows skipped a beat, thinking that the young lady now was really a romantic one.
Wen Zhaozhao said mysteriously: "Doctor, I want a bag of cinnabar."
Doctor Yang found a small box of red pill bags from the medicine box and threw it to her, saying contemptuously: "Take it and leave quickly."
Wen Zhaozhao couldn't see his daughter, and even the burning smell had completely disappeared. She asked, "Where is your daughter? Why don't you see her today?"
"Dead." Dr. Yang's expression was indifferent, and he said something that seemed to be normal. There was no trace of sadness in his eyes, and he repeated the mechanical movements of eating and drinking.
"What?" Wen Zhaozhao and Xue Ming's eyes widened. She saw the girl being strange yesterday, but she didn't want to die today.
Doctor Yang looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Girl, I told you yesterday that you can't keep this child and told you not to have an abortion. Who doesn't know that in Wutong Village, lesbian children will not live to be three years old even if they are born? , you brought this husband here today, I thought you had figured it out, are you still so stubborn? You are like a rotten tree that cannot be carved."
No matter how Wen Zhaozhao and Xue Ming talked to each other next, Doctor Yang refused to say anything more, so the two could only take the cinnabar and leave.
After walking out of the hospital, Wen Zhaozhao rubbed his eyes: "Why do I feel that this road is different from when we came here?"
Xue Ming didn't take it seriously: "What's different? Isn't it still this way? Zhaozhao, you must be dazzled."
"I hope so." Wen Zhaozhao felt extremely uneasy in her heart. She stroked her heart, her heart beating faster and faster.
Jing Yuan was still resting in the room. Li Shan knew the skills of this group of people. After Xue Ming greeted him, he coaxed Zhenniang to go back to the back room to rest and not to disturb the distinguished guests.
Wen Zhaozhao used a brush to draw a pattern on the white paper, and asked Xue Ming to draw it larger with cinnabar, preferably to cover the entire front room.
Xue Ming turned the paper around in confusion: "What kind of spell is this?"
"It's a tracking talisman." Wen Zhaozhao put down her pen. She memorized the talisman that Yin He once taught her, and then added some of her own things to it. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. She decided to give it a famous name. : "But now I have decided to call him the world's best invincible thunderbolt tracking method of the Wen family."
Her spiritual power had not been back for long, and she had not yet learned how to use it properly. It was time to think of a way for Jing Yuan to accept her as his disciple. Wen Zhaozhao rubbed his fingers with anticipation.
Xue Ming stopped asking, hearing that Zhaozhao must have a reason for doing this. He soaked the cinnabar in his hands, dipped it in with a broom, and painted it tightly from the base of the wall to the porch.
Xue Ming came back excitedly carrying the cinnabar bucket. He was a little excited: "What should we do next?"
"Wait." Wen Zhaozhao and Xue Ming lurked in the main hall. The back hall was full of Jing Yuan's Wia, so the only way to get through was through the front hall.
The two of them had been hanging out together all afternoon. Jing Yuan came out and saw them fighting in the courtyard over the cakes made by Zhen Niang. Wen Zhaozhao bit Xue Ming's shoulder and said, "What are you eating these days?" I’ve learned a lot of things, don’t think I don’t know.”
Xue Ming pushed her head, still holding the pancake in his mouth: "I had no choice, Zhao Zhao, you are a dog."
"I am a tiger." Wen Zhaozhao lifted the plate over her head and felt a magical force dragging her waist upwards. She looked around in confusion. Fortunately, Zhenniang and Li Shan were not there, so she flew straight away. Xiang Jingyuan.
"Prince, have you rested?" Wen Zhaozhao presented the plate to him diligently, completely ignoring Xue Ming's drooling face: "Try it, it's very delicious. I left it specially for you, otherwise Xue Ming would have eaten it all." .”
"Is this specially reserved for me?" Jing Yuan's Adam's apple moved. He was thirsty.
"Yes, but didn't you teach us not to use immortal magic in front of mortals?" Wen Zhaozhao nodded. The two yellow pastries on the plate looked very tempting, but she didn't dare to say that the other one was for Yin He.
"It's okay, I haven't been seen, but next time you grab something, don't get into a fight with Xue Ming. What a shame." Jing Yuan looked at Wen Zhaozhao more and more pleasantly. He doesn't eat human food, and now he looks really seductive. People, it’s not strange to hear that Zhaozhao is greedy.
Wen Zhaozhao had a backer, and the invisible tiger's tail was raised higher. In order to get Jing Yuan's praise, she told Jing Yuan her plan and showed him her magic circle.
Jing Yuan calculated based on her magic circle, and it was indeed of some use. In fact, in Yingzhou, he discovered that Wen Zhaozhao's memory ability was far superior to others. It was rare for her to have this idea. For the first time, Jing Yuan acquiesced to her approach. , and then added a spiritual power to their formation.
Night fell quickly, Xue Ming cast a calming spell on Li Shan and his wife, and only returned to the front hall when he saw them falling asleep.
He looked around and saw that Wen Zhaozhao and Jing Yuan were nowhere to be seen. A voice came from above: "Xue Ming, come up."
Wen Zhaozhao transformed into a cub and lay on Jing Yuan's shoulder. She liked the warmth of Jing Yuan's body. She couldn't tell whether it was the instinct of the beasts or the nature of Wen Zhaozhao's relatives. She came into contact with Xue Ming's contemptuous eyes and spoke to Wen Zhaozhao in ventriloquism. : Zhaozhao, you don’t talk about martial ethics. I haven’t climbed over the little master’s shoulders yet.
Wen Zhaozhao stared back with her round tiger eyes, and swept her little tiger whiskers, making Jing Yuan's neck itch.
Xue Ming also blinked at Jing Yuan as if he was asking, "Can I lie on your shoulder?"
Jing Yuan imagined a piglet lying on his shoulder, squealing after eating the cake, he shuddered, his face darkened, and he sent a message to Xue Ming: Don't force me to whip you.
