Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

Coupled with the influence of Bianhua.

Consciousness is getting blurred.

As he walked, he fell down among the flowers on the other side with a bang.

The silent night passed quickly.

It wasn't until the next day that the fainted Walnut woke up again.

Just after waking up, Hu Tao's little stomach protested: Gulu Gulu!

If stay here again!

Before grandpa shows up, Little Walnut will starve to death.

Walnut tried to stand up.

But the body has long lost strength, and can only use two small arms to crawl forward desperately.

Finally, I climbed under the huge tree.

Grumpy Grumpy!

The sound coming from the stomach, and the twitching pain made Hu Tao almost faint again.

at last!

Hu Tao misses her grandfather and has unbearable hunger.

Hu Tao, who was only 13 years old, couldn't bear it even after suffering a lot, and tears finally appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Tick

Tick ​​tock!

Hu Tao cried silently while muttering to herself:

"Grandpa, Walnut is hungry!"

"Grandpa, Hu Tao misses you so much!"

Hunger is one of the most unbearable human sufferings.

As long as the consciousness is awake, the stomach will keep screaming, and there will be bursts of twitching pain in the body.

Even the brain sends out instructions to eat.

but!

Walnut had no food for a long time, and even drank the last drop of water.

Just sit under a tree.

While crying, she looked at the endless sea of ​​flowers on the other side in front of her.

With last hope.

Looking forward to the arrival of grandpa.

It's a pity—no matter how much Hu Tao expected, he never saw the shadow of grandpa.

Just completely disappointed in the walnuts.

When consciousness gradually blurred.

Suddenly, he saw the figure of an old woman approaching Hu Tao.

There is also a smell of corn buns, wafting in front of the walnut's nose.

Hu Tao's face was full of tears, but a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Grandpa, Hu Tao is too hungry, has he already hallucinated?"

Just Hungry in Butternut.

When the corners of my eyes are filled with tears.

The old grandma actually walked up to Hu Tao, slowly stretched out a wrinkled hand, and handed a spicy meat bun to Hu Tao.

"Little girl, you must be starving!"

"Hurry up and eat!"

Chapter 250 Grandpa Has No Regrets

Time goes back to a day ago.

Morax, who is the Emperor of the Rock, changed into a human costume as usual, and came to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to books.

So uncomfortable!

What was told on the stage was still the story of Morax suppressing the Demon God.

But—today is different!

In front of Morax, there was not only the best tea, but also a thrush cage on the table.

Morax took a sip of his tea and teased the thrush with his hand.

Just at this time.

The other customers sitting on the table next to them suddenly started talking in a low voice:

"Have you heard? The old Hu of the Xiangshengtang died, alas, what a pity!"

"I wanted Lao Hu to preside over my funeral—"

"The current hall master of the Rebirth Hall has become the little girl Hu Tao, a little girl in her teens who knows how to do funerals!"

"I heard that girl left the Hall of Rebirth the day before yesterday. I heard that someone saw her entering Wuwangpo, and she didn't come out for three days—I'm afraid she's about to fall into Wuwangpo!"

"That girl is the only heir of the old Hu family. After she dies, there will be no heirs in the Pastoral Hall."

"That girl is smart, even the kid is afraid of her, so she shouldn't be in any danger, right?"

"Who knows!"

"That girl's father, didn't that just disappear back then!"

Speaking of Hu Tao's father, several elderly customers couldn't help sighing.

There are very few people who know the truth about that matter.

A few of them only know a little rumors, and they can't confirm the authenticity of these rumors.

But - 13 years ago.

Indeed, someone saw Hu Tao's father entering Wuwangpo, and he completely disappeared into the depths of Wuwangpo.

Never came back!

While several people were discussing.

Morax, who was sitting behind them, lost the indifferent expression on his face, and frowned slightly.

In a moment!

Morax stood up from the chair without hesitation, picked up the thrush bird cage on the table, and started walking outside.

Morax had just left the teahouse.

The owner of the teahouse came over, and seeing the empty tables, the owner of the teahouse beat his chest angrily:

"At such a young age, you actually learned how to evade orders?"

"Forget it, put it on the account first, and I will never let him run away next time."

The teahouse owner said!

Take out a small notebook.

Write down the name of Zhong Li in the small book, and write down the default Mo La in the small book.

at the same time!

On the other side of Liyue.

Morax, who came out of the teahouse, found an old grandmother.

The moment he saw the old granny, Morax stopped in his tracks.

The old lady also saw Morax, and showed a kind smile on her face: "You are finally willing to come out and walk around. If you walk more, maybe the wear and tear will be less."

Apparently, Granny knew Morax.

The expression on Morax's face was still indifferent, and he said lightly: "The girl has gone to the end of Wuwangpo, you go and help her!"

The she that Morax said was, of course, Little Walnut.

Since accepting the thrush bird left by Grandpa Walnut, from a certain point of view, it is equivalent to signing some kind of contract.

As the god of contract!

Morax could not break his contract with Grandpa Walnut.

It is impossible to watch Hu Tao die on Wuwangpo, or be trapped in the depths of Wuwangpo forever.

The old lady smiled and said, "Okay, since you don't want to go to Wuwangpo, let me go to Wuwangpo and persuade that little girl to come back!"

The voice just fell!

The old lady turned her head and looked in the direction of Wuwangpo.

Slowly took a step.

In an instant, there was no trace.

Seeing this, Morax didn't feel the slightest surprise, but turned his head slowly and walked towards the teahouse.

I plan to continue drinking tea and listening to books!

Hearing those storytellers tell their stories, even Morax, who was suffering from wear and tear, felt a lot easier.

Maybe what the old lady said just now was right.

Go out for a walk, maybe the wear and tear will be reduced.

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