On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The abbot also said this out of urgency.

At first I thought it was ridiculous, but then I thought about it and the more I thought about it, the more feasible it became.

This fat fox does have spiritual energy, which is different from that of the pheasant and myna. It seems to be able to understand human nature.

Yan Ruyu's heart was about to move, and she ignited a glimmer of hope: "Then...ask?"

The abbot nodded repeatedly.

Yan Ruyu looked at Da Huang, and the abbot couldn't wait to ask: "Da Huang, listen, if you do a good job, I will give you a reward, two...three chickens, how about it?"

Big yellow eyes glanced at him.

"Tell me, have you ever seen an old man? He is over sixty years old. His hair is dyed black and his beard is gray. He looks very funny at first glance, haha..."

Dahuang and Yan Ruyu both glanced at him.

The abbot cleared his throat: "What, I was joking. If the old man wears it, it will definitely not be his own body, so how can you ask?"

Yan Ruyu gave him a cool look, and he stepped aside while touching his nose.

"Dahuang, if you understand what I'm saying, just nod."

Zanghu nodded.

"It really understands!" The abbot exclaimed in surprise and closed his mouth again.

"Did someone teach you what you were going through just now?" Yan Ruyu asked, her heart slowly rising.

Zanghu paused for a moment, then nodded slowly while facing the expectant looks of Yan Ruyu and the abbot.

Yan Ruyu asked again: "Is he an old man?"

Zanghu nodded.

"Where is he?" Yan Ruyu's voice trembled slightly and her tone was urgent.

After asking, he looked into Zanghu's eyes and shook his head: "Yes, you can't ask like that because you don't know how to speak." '

"What should I say, why did you separate from him? Did he have an accident?"

Zanghu shook his head.

"There was no accident, so he is safe?" Yan Ruyu's eyes lit up.

Zanghu nodded.

"When did you separate from him?" Yan Ruyu clenched her hands unconsciously.

"last year?"

Zanghu shook his head.

"This year?" Yan Ruyu stared at the Tibetan fox, "After the New Year? The first month?"

Zanghu nodded.

Yan Ruyu thought to herself: "According to what Cheng Shuyi said, when they caught that person, it was last year, not this year. That means that what they caught was not grandpa."

The abbot beamed with joy: "That's right, the old man just separated from the Tibetan fox this year. He must have something important to do. Maybe he just saw that the fox was pitiful. After raising it for a while, he couldn't take him with him if he had important things to do. A fox."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "That makes sense."

Zanghu glanced at the abbot again.

Yan Ruyu touched the Tibetan Fox's head: "Anyway, thank you for bringing me the good news and making me feel at ease. Grandpa has raised you, and I will raise you well. When I reunite with grandpa, he will be happy to see you. ”

There were tears in her eyes, and they were so dark and painful that they were so bright.

The Tibetan Fox licked her hand, silently comforting her.

Yan Ruyu took out the dried meat and fed it to it. It pushed the dried meat away with its paws and patted Yan Ruyu's arm as if to comfort her.

The abbot chuckled lightly: "Tsk tsk, you are indeed a fox. No matter what kind of fox or raccoon, there is no such thing as stupid. They are all smart, and they are used to pleasing people."

Zanghu raised his chin and stared at him with his small eyes.

The abbot rolled his eyes: "By the way, Ruyu, is the fog in your space getting better?"

Yan Ruyu shook her head: "Not yet, I don't know what the reason is."

The abbot sighed: "Mine is the same, not small at all."

The Tibetan fox pulled Yan Ruyu away, and Yan Ruyu gave it the dried meat. Looking at its furry head, an idea suddenly occurred to her.

"Tell me, could this be related to the person who was arrested?"

Yan Ruyu straightened up, and the more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed: "Because we are from the same sect, we are connected with the same spirit. If someone is damaged, my space will also experience strange and fluctuating changes, similar to calling the police."

"Your space was also opened because of grandpa and the secret room. Logically speaking, you are a member of the Yan family, so you are also affected."

The abbot thought about what she said quickly: "Yes, it makes sense. I think you are right."

Tibetan sneezed like a fox and shook his head.

The abbot was stunned: "What do you mean? Is he humiliating me?"

Zanghu nodded.

Abbot: "..."

Is this how you shake your head and nod?

Damn fox, fat fox.

"No matter who it is, even if it's not a person with powers from the Yan family, I will do my best to save him."

Yan Ruyu said firmly: "What's more, it still falls into the hands of Mr. Mo, so we must not stand idly by."

"I listen to you," the abbot said, "Ruyu, you said that if he is in danger, our space will be affected, but what about other people?

What I mean is, will other people with superpowers be like us?

If it's the same, they will definitely want to save people. Maybe you can find your other ancestors. Even if they are not from the same clan, it would be nice to meet people with the same superpower. "

A smile appeared on Yan Ruyu's face: "Yes, this is the best news these days."

……

In a house halfway up the mountain.

A black bird flapped its wings and landed. The child took off the mailbox from its lap and took it to see Mr. Mo.

"Sir, a message has arrived from the Ling Palace."

Mr. Mo was applying medicine to his injured arm when he heard the child's voice and put down his cloak to cover it.

After being injured and treated for so long, he still had no feeling in his arm.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed and in a bad mood.

After a moment of silence, he said calmly: "Bring it up."

The child dared not believe it until he heard the voice. He held the mailbox without raising his head - just by smelling the smell of medicine in the room, he knew that his husband was applying medicine to his arm again. Every time like this, he was in a bad mood.

He complained secretly that he came at the wrong time.

After taking the letterbox, Mr. Mo opened it and read it. The few simple sentences on it made him clearly feel the arrogance of the writer.

The letter asked how the search for the superhuman was going. If found, he would be sent to the spiritual palace.

"Bring me a candle."

The child quickly lit the small candlestick with burning credit. A small piece of candle can be inserted in the middle, and the edge is like a bowl to catch the remaining ashes.

The letter burned to ashes, and there were still a few sparks in the ashes. Mr. Mo flicked his sleeve, and the sparks fell on the back of the child's hand.

The child remained silent and did not even dare to move.

He knew that if he moved, it would be a more severe punishment.

"Go back."

The child agreed, put the candlestick back in its place, and slowly exited.

Just as the door closed, there was the sound of something rolling down the room.

Mr. Mo's face was full of anger, "bastard!" I wrote several times to urge you, are people with superpowers so easy to find? Find them all and send them to the spiritual palace?

dream!

He had gone through so much trouble to find it, why should he give it up to others?

Making wedding clothes for others is something he would never do.

He walked to the window and knocked a few times, and a black shadow appeared.

"Tell Princess Ninth that the disease can be cured."

The black shadow immediately retreated.

Mr. Mo looked at the vast snowy scene, his eyes colder than the snow: "This time, I will catch all the superpowers in one fell swoop, and they will no longer be controlled by the Spiritual Palace!"