Pulao of Folk Talk

Dun, whispered into the woman's ear, "Don't you think this mountain has always been strange?"

The cook said this in a very low voice, they were outside the kitchen, Pu and Axu were in the kitchen, if they were just ordinary people, they would not be able to hear them at all, but Pu and Axu are dragons, they could hear every word they said Clearly.

Pu and Axu looked at each other, what were they referring to?

Sure enough, the woman frowned.

She whispered: "I also found out that sometimes I can't find the way down the mountain, and I may not be able to find the way back when I want to go up the mountain."

The cook raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you lost?"

"Absolutely not. I grew up in the orphanage. I have been walking on this mountain since I was a child. Sometimes this mountain is very evil, but it has never happened." The woman replied.

Pu listened to them talking, thinking silently in his heart, could it be that these people really have nothing to do with the uncle?

The cook continued: "Well, and, I'm talking about the White Tower."

"White Tower?" The woman was a little puzzled, "What happened to the White Tower?"

The cook glanced in the direction of the kitchen, Pu was concentrating on shredded pork, and Axu watched her shredded meat carefully, looking peaceful.

The cook lowered his voice and said to the woman: "A few times, I was thinking about the past, and couldn't sleep at night, so I went out for a walk and smoked."

"Ah."

"In summer, I thought it would be cool by the lake, so I went around the lake to blow some air. When I walked near the White Pagoda, I vaguely heard the sound coming from the pagoda."

"sound?"

"Yeah." The cook took out a cigarette from the breast pocket of the cook's uniform that was stained with oily smoke, and lit it, "It's like a child crying, intermittently."

The woman froze.

In the kitchen, Axu shrugged her nose and covered her mouth and nose in disgust. She didn't like the smell of smoke.

Pu looked at her, smiled and pulled her to squat down, hid behind the counter, and kissed her lightly.

Ah Xu felt a little relieved when she smelled Pu, but immediately blushed again, and pushed her away, "I hate it."

Pu smiled and pulled her into his arms. Axu closed her eyes and leaned in, burying her head in the crook of her neck.

The woman asked: "The cry of the child? Could it be that the child in the courtyard ran outside at night?"

The cook waved his hand, "Impossible, it's like a child crying, but it's not exactly, how should I say it, it's like a cat meowing, and it's also like the sound of the wind."

The woman couldn't help shivering, it was a bit scary.

She asked, "And then?"

The cook said: "I was also afraid at the time. There were not many people on the mountain, and the lights were dark, and the shadows of those Ferris wheels were so dark, it was scary!"

The woman nodded, "That's true."

"Although I'm afraid, I'm just curious. I rubbed my hands and walked over to look, but there's nothing there!" The cook clapped his hands and spread them out.

The woman said, "It must be rumors."

"Hey, I don't know." The cook said again: "I don't know if you have looked carefully at the patterns on the White Tower."

The woman said: "I have seen it, but I don't understand it."

The cook raised his hand and gestured in front of her, "Let me tell you, I went to see it one night and found that the pattern had changed."

"changed?"

"Well, didn't it always have that kind of rune, but what I saw that day was a painting, the rune is gone, there is only one painting!"

The woman took a breath and asked nervously, "What painting?"

bang——

The canteen door was suddenly pushed open.

"Is Uncle Fatty ready for dinner?" A high-pitched and childish voice came in.

The cook saw a thin little boy running in. His hair was dark and long, reaching to his shoulders. His skin was too white and he was malnourished.

"Little Wuzi!" The cook happily picked him up, turned him in a circle, and let him ride on his neck, "Are you hungry? Come, come, uncle will make you shortbread, today I am playing with the children outside Are you happy?"

"Happy!" Xiao Wuzi squinted his eyes and nodded, and the little hair around his ears trembled, very cute.

"Huh?" Xiao Wuzai sat on the cook, raised his eyes a lot, saw Pu and Axu in the kitchen, blinked, and called the cook, "Uncle, who are they?"

The cook looked at the kitchen and said hurriedly, "Oh, those are two young ladies who came to play in the mountains, they are our little guests!"

Xiao Wuzai giggled and greeted them: "Hello, sister."

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Pu supported Axu to stand up slowly. Axu looked at Xiao Wuzai, then at Pu, and asked her with his eyes: Is there something wrong with this child?

Little Wuzai looks just like his name, Wuzai, pitch-black.

His hair and eyes are very dark, but Dudu's skin is very fair. It is said that he is malnourished, but his hair should be yellow. I don't know why his hair is so dark.

Black and shiny.

The cook prepared ghee cakes and black sesame paste for Xiaowuzi. Axu knew that eating black sesame seeds was good for hair. Both copper and zinc can nourish hair. Is it because of this that Xiaowuzi's hair is so dark?

All in all it looks good.

Pu gave Axu a reassuring look.

Xiao Wuzai washed his hands, grabbed two shortbread pancakes, one for Pu and one for Axu, and said with a smile, "Sister eats pancakes, I like pancakes the most, and fat uncle's shorty pancakes are delicious."

For the first time, Axu, who has been suppressed by Pu, tasted what it was like to be called an older sister. Needless to say, she was quite happy.

Axu rubbed the top of Xiao Wuzi's hair like Pu rubbed himself, "Okay, thank you Xiao Wuzi."

"You're welcome." Xiao Wuzai opened his mouth and took a big bite of the shortbread. One of the teeth on the top row was missing, and he was in the process of changing his teeth.

He took two bites and said to Axu: "The principal said that children should learn to share."

A Xu smiled and said, "You are really sensible, how old are you?"

Xiao Wuzi wiped his mouth, gave Ahu an eight with his hand, but said, "I'm seven years old!"

A Xu blinked, "Are you seven or eight?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Wuzi stared at his hands, pouted, and looked at the cook.

The cook laughed twice, and said to him, "I'll tell my sister after I figure it out."

Little Wuzi tilted his head, thought for a while and said, "Seven and a half years old!"

So cute!

Axu couldn't help but hugged Xiao Wuzi's face and rubbed it, his eyes disappeared from laughing.

Pu stared at Xiao Wuzai quietly.

stare......

stare......

Pu felt a little unhappy, because being rubbed by A Xu was always something she could only enjoy with Pu Qiuning, but now, this little Wuzi who came out of nowhere completely stole her limelight!

Little Wuzi, Little Wuzi...

Hmph, I hate all pus with black in their names!

Qiuqiu, who was hiding in the pu pocket, trembled, and Jinwu, who was drinking with Shang Jun in his dream, also sneezed loudly.Shang Jun poked the tip of Jinwu's nose, "Brother Wu, did you catch the wind and cold?" Jinwu looked towards the southwest sky and muttered belatedly: "I don't know, I just felt a chill."

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All the children in the orphanage came back, and Axu and Pu met the dean.

The dean is an old man in his fifties, and he is also a Mediterranean. This reminds Axu of her junior high school grade leader, who is also bald in progress.

A group of half-grown children circled around Axu, because few people went into the mountains to see them, and they rarely had the opportunity to go out to play, so they were very happy to see the guests.The children showed Axu their favorite toys and shared their favorite things with her.

Only Pu was left standing in the corner, feeling a sense of desolation all alone.

The sun's rays dragged her shadow on the ground long.

The dean smiled and said to Pu: "You are much older than them, so they don't like to play with you very much, it's okay."

Pu is very upset.

She raised her eyebrows, "Is it much bigger?"

Sister Hua on the side hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "Not many, but children are very sensitive to age differences, and it will become less obvious when they grow up. Don't you see that people in their 50s and 60s are middle-aged and old?"

People in their fifties and sixties are middle-aged and elderly... so what is she who has lived for tens of thousands of years...?

After all, Long Er grew up in the human world, and all concepts are based on human beings, so it is not without reason that she always thinks she is old.Pu thought so.She suddenly felt a little tired. In the world of demons, age is linked to morality. The older you are, the higher your morality. Old age is a good thing, but it doesn't make sense in the human world!

Pu has a little sadness.

no!Pu suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, and she had to find a way to correct Ah Xu's wrong ideas, such as child lovers, perverts, old disrespectful views, all of which had to be changed!

The children surrounded Axu and wanted to take her to play in Baita Park. Xiao Wuzai proposed to go boating on the lake.

The children were chattering in front, and several adults plus an old man hiding under the skin of the little adults... Well, God, slowly followed behind the children.

The cook asked the dean: "Dean, has the matter of supporting teachers been settled?"

The dean sighed: "Hey, how can it be, people don't want to come when they hear that it's in the mountains."

After speaking, several people were silent.

Axu was already on the swan boat, and Pu also wanted to follow, but was pushed away by a few brats. He stood on the shore and looked at them, hesitated, and boarded another boat.

The child in the clothes watched the boat sink into the water suddenly after Pu boarded, looked at each other, and then ran ashore in a hurry, leaving Pu alone in the boat.

......

Pu was silent for two seconds, and rowed silently to chase Axu alone.

On the shore, the dean saw this scene in his eyes and said with emotion: "Children still don't like to be close to brothers and sisters who are too different in age."

Sister Hua hummed for a while, then said, "I think the girl surnamed Pu has a rather cold personality and makes people feel that she is not easy to get close to. Children must like to be gentle and cheerful."

The dean took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, "Yes. But it will be fine when Yixia and the others come back, they are not a few years younger than Miss Xiaopu."

The cook said: "Well, they should be back in time, the mountain god sacrifice is coming soon, and the apprentices in the workshop at the foot of the mountain will have a few days off."

The dean sighed: "Finally, I can see a few older children. The last time they came back was half a year ago, right?"

Sister Hua said, "How long has it been? Didn't you just come back on New Year's Eve?"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from their ears: "Mountain God Sacrifice, what mountain god?"

The three of them looked over in surprise, it was Pu who was supposed to be on the boat.

"Why do you..." The dean looked at her in surprise, and found that the boat she was on had already docked on the shore.

The dean smiled and said, "You row the boat really fast."

Po smiled.

Not only is she good at rowing, but she is also better at controlling the flow of water.

Pu asked, "What kind of mountain god is offering sacrifices?"

The dean said: "It is to worship the mountain god of this mountain forest and ask for the blessing of the mountain god. Every summer, in July and August, follow the instructions of the mountain stream. When the river flows back, it is the day to hold a sacrifice for the mountain god."

The river flows backwards?

Pu asked: "The rivers on the mountain don't flow backwards all the time?"

The dean shook his head and said with a smile: "How come, that is a magical scene that only happens for a few days every summer. It is the instruction of the mountain god."

Pu wanted to ask if the mountain god he was talking about was a female uncle, but changed his approach, "Then we can stay and participate in the celebration?"

The dean said happily: "Of course! The mountain god will be very happy."

Pu followed his words and asked: "I'm curious what the mountain gods here are like. Are there any ancestral halls or portraits?"

The dean suddenly showed a embarrassed expression, and it took a long time before he said: "This..."

Seeing his unspeakable expression, Pu frowned, "What's wrong?"

The dean looked at Sister Hua and the chef, "What should I say about the mountain god here?" He was shiny and bald, "Actually, we don't know what it is like, because from the ancient records to the present, the mountain gods in every period The legends are different."

Sister Hua and the chef both nodded.

Sister Hua said: "Yes, don't think this mountain is not famous, but it has a very long history, dating from the time of Emperor Yan and Huangdi."

Pu pointed to the white pagoda on the other side of the lake and asked, "When was that pagoda built?"

Sister Hua looked at the Dean, "It shouldn't be too long, Dean, do you know?"

The dean thought for a while and said, "It was built when the previous dean was here, maybe more than 40 years, at most [-] years."

"More than 30 years..." Pu muttered while rubbing his chin, stringing some things together in his mind.

The sealed well in the underground stone room of the primary school is thousands of years old, and the Xiaohan Temple has a history of nearly a thousand years, which coincides with the time when Tianbo mysteriously disappeared and disappeared more than 1000 years ago.In addition, the wells in Xiaohan Temple and the stone chamber have the same appearance. It can be confirmed that they were built by the same group of people at the same time, and moss with regeneration ability grew beside them.

The moss in the stone chamber is 37 years old, but it should have been as old as the well for thousands of years. This means that the stones on which the moss rests have been replaced, and the moss grew back after replacing the stones, so there must be someone in 37. Been to Shishi years ago.

The well in the stone chamber is the same as the well in Xiaohan Temple. The well in Xiaohan Temple leads to Boshan, and the well in the stone chamber is probably also a secret passage leading to Boshan, but it is sealed.In this way, it can be determined that the stone chamber is related to Boshan, and then the 37-year moss time can be linked to the construction time of the White Pagoda in Boshan...

The person who built the White Pagoda was most likely the one who returned to the stone chamber to replace the stones. Maybe he was the one who built the stone chamber and the sealed well.

Who is this person?At least lived for thousands of years, certainly not an ordinary human being.He knew that the well was a secret passage leading to Mount Bo, but he sealed the passage. Why did he do this?What does it have to do with Boshan and the uncle?

Pu withdrew his gaze from staring at the white pagoda, looked at the dean, and asked, "Principal, do you still remember who built this white pagoda?"

The dean let out a huh, frowned and said, "Let me think about it, I have a little impression, I'm sure I can remember..."

The author has something to say: Jiujiu: What to do, I really want to see Qiu Ning and Axu make dragons!

Pu: (raises claws) This god is thinking too much!

A Xu: (Slapping two of them flying) I don't have such a numbness, and I don't know such a pervert!

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"Tsk..." The dean looked at the White Pagoda and then at the lake, trying to recall the situation when the White Pagoda was built.

The others waited quietly, looking at the White Tower from time to time, curious about the origin of the White Tower.

In the boat on the lake, Axu sat next to Xiao Wuzai.

Xiao Wuzai was wearing a white T-shirt, which was a bit small, and he could show his white belly just by stretching his waist.

Axu found that a large area of ​​Xiao Wuzi's waist was painted black.

She pointed to Xiao Wuzi's belly and asked, "Little Wuzi, why is there a black spot on your belly?"

Xiao Wuzi lowered his head, opened his T-shirt and took a look, "I painted this."

"Did you paint it?"

"Yeah." Xiao Wuzi said, "It doesn't look good on it, so I painted it on."

Axu was a little confused, "What's not good-looking?"

"It's just..." Xiao Wuzai looked at the black spot on his waist, hesitated and said nothing.

A little girl sitting across from them said, "Little Wuzi has a big scar on his waist! It's scary!"

Another little boy hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I have seen it too, it is very scary!"

Xiao Wuzi lowered his head silently, blinking his eyelashes.

Axu looked at Xiao Wuzai for a while, rubbed his hair, and said softly, "I can't see it now."

Xiao Wuzi pulled down his T-shirt and nodded.

Axu said to the child on the opposite side: "The bigger the scar, the more painful the wound. At this time, we should care about whether Xiao Wuzi is in pain. How can we say that the scar is scary?"

"Hmm..." The boy and girl on the opposite side bowed their heads and obediently admitted their mistake.

Axu said: "On the contrary, scars are a kind of meritorious service."

"Merit?" The girl asked puzzled.

"Well, it's a very honorable and proud proof." Axu explained.

The little boy opened his eyes very excitedly, "Is having scars something to be proud of?"

Axu smiled and said, "Of course, because that is the proof of overcoming hardships!"

The little boy said, "Then I have scars too."

But Ah Xu said: "Boys, there is always a chance to leave scars. You are still young, so don't worry."

But...what left such a big scar on Xiao Wuzi?

Do you want to ask Xiao Wuzi directly?Will it be bad?

Hey, I heard the cook say sorry to Xiao Wuzi in the kitchen before, it must have something to do with the cook.

Maybe go ask him.

On the shore, the dean slapped his forehead suddenly and shouted: "I remembered!"

Pu's eyes immediately sank, "Who is it?"

The dean paused and said: "That was 39 years ago. At that time, the old dean was here, and I was just a big kid. After the river on the mountain flowed back that year, a man came. He told the dean, He built a tower on the mountain, so the dean asked him to build the tower by the lake in the playground."

Pu asked, "What's that man's name and what does he look like?"

The dean shook his head, "I don't know his name, I just took a look at him from a distance, but I don't remember his appearance. But at that time, he was wearing a big hat, which covered his face on purpose, and his whole body was covered It was tightly wrapped, I was very curious that a person could still dress like this in summer, so I took a second look."

Sister Hua said: "It's quite mysterious, I don't want people to see it on purpose."

The cook said: "It may be related to some religion. Don't Islamic women also have the custom of covering their whole body? It should be a religion related to the White Tower."

Pu thought for a while and asked, "In other words, only the old dean knows the details of that person?"

"Yes." The dean replied.

Pu hesitated for a while, and asked apologetically, "The old dean... is he still alive?"

The dean and Sister Hua looked at each other and sighed, "He passed away more than ten years ago."

Pu secretly sighed.

Human beings are like this, with a lifespan of just a few decades, which is fleeting.

Even though he knew there was little hope, Pu asked, "Aside from the old dean, is there anyone else who might know about that man?"

"It's gone. There were few people on the mountain, so the old dean alone received him at that time. Hey, why do you ask so clearly?" said the dean.

Pu immediately changed the subject, "It's nothing, that's all. When will the mountain god ceremony start?"

The dean said: "The reverse flow started two days ago, and it has been prepared for a week, and it will be held in five days at the latest."

"Well," Pu nodded, "Then my sister and I will stay on the mountain for a few more days, watch the festival, and go back after the festival is over."

The dean happily replied: "Okay, to be honest, the festival on the mountain is very unique and very interesting. Hua'er, have you arranged rooms for the two little girls?"

Sister Hua said with a smile, "It's been arranged, it's next to Yi Xia's room, and all the luggage has been brought in for them."

"Okay." The dean said to the cook again: "Ask people what they like to eat, and cook more delicious food in the evening. Yisha's children should also arrive at night."

"no problem."

Pu asked, "Ishaa?"

"Oh, Yisha is the oldest child in our group. He is nineteen this year. All the children in the orphanage who have reached fifteen will go to the small town at the foot of the mountain to be apprentices, learn some crafts, and come back during the holidays." the dean explained.

"En." Pu didn't care much about these things, and turned his head to stare at Axu.

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During dinner, the dean said Yisha and several other older children came back.

Yisha is a shrewd and capable girl, and she has been helping with things since she came back.

Pu was worried about letting Axu eat the things in the courtyard, he made them all by himself, and when he was making porridge in the kitchen, he ran into Yixia who had finished washing.

Yi Xia put the bowl and chopsticks into the sink, looked at Pu and asked, "Are you making porridge?"

Pu looked at the casserole and hummed.

Yi Xia was not annoyed by her indifferent reaction, he just smiled and said, "It's for your sister, you are so kind to her."

Pu stared at the faint flames under the casserole, his dark eyes reflecting the jumping flames.

Yixia didn't care whether Pu Hui answered her or not, and said to himself: "I love my younger brothers and sisters very much. I am the oldest among them. The children of the poor are already in charge of the family. The older ones are not as good as the younger ones. I occupy both of them." Yes, I have helped adults with things since I was a child, and took care of my younger brothers and sisters."

When the porridge was ready, Pu carried the porridge and left without even looking at her.

When Pu walked out of the kitchen, Yi Xia suddenly asked her, "Do you want to stew snake meat for your sister?"

snake......

Pu stamped his feet.

Yi Xia said: "Snake meat is very nutritious. We used to be poor and couldn't eat meat. There were many snakes on the mountain, so I caught snakes and made soup for my younger brothers and sisters."

Pu turned sideways and looked at her with one eye, "Aren't you afraid there is a snake demon on the mountain?"

Yisha chuckled, "Lord Mountain God will protect us."

But in the next second, Yisha's eyes darkened again, "If he's still there..."

"Still there? Aren't there mountain gods now? The mountain god festival will be held in a few days."

Yisha suddenly raised his head and said sharply, "No, that's not a mountain god."

Pu keenly caught the sudden change in Yixia's emotions, and intuitively told her that this girl must know something.

Pu asked her: "What is not a mountain god, and what is a mountain god?"

Yisha stopped there, took the bowls and chopsticks out of the pool, and put them on the table, dripping with water.

The cold moon outside the window was reflected in the pool in front of Yisha, shaking gently with the rhythm of Yisha's hands fiddled with the water.

The moon shattered in the pool.

Yi Xia looked at the shattered moon and said, "Go back quickly, or the porridge will be cold."

Po turned to leave.

Yi Xia added another sentence: "Aunt Hua specially arranged your room next to mine, so you can come to me if you need anything."

Pu looked back at her. Yixia was standing in front of the pool, with his back to her. He lifted his long hair and tied it with a rubber band, revealing his fair nape.

Turning his head, Pu Chui rolled his eyes and left with the porridge.

On the other side of Ah Xu, she was sitting with the cook under the tree at the gate of the orphanage, thinking about how to ask him about Xiao Wuzi.

Holding the cook's cigarette in his hand, Ah Xu looked up at the leaves above his head.

The evening wind rustled the leaves.

The cook wiped his face with his hands and was about to speak when Axu handed him a cigarette, "Uncle smokes."

The cook smiled, put the cigarette into the cigarette case, and took it out of Axu's hand, "No more, I've already smoked two today."

A Xu asked: "But doesn't uncle like to smoke? My dad is addicted to cigarettes, and he can't quit no matter what."

The cook said, "Xiao Wuzi doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, so I can't smoke too much."

Little Wuzi!

A light flashed in Ah Xu's eyes, this is a good opportunity, let's talk about this topic, and bring out the matter of Xiao Wuzi's scar!

A Xu smiled and said, "I'm so envious of Xiao Wuzi."

"Oh? Why? Little Wuzai's life is very miserable, so what's there to envy." The cook laughed twice, put his hands on his thighs, and wiped his sweat.

Axu said: "Uncle, you are very kind to Xiaowuzi. You make shortbread and sesame paste for him, and you can help him stop smoking. I have told my dad many times to tell him not to smoke. He Always smoke."

The cook nodded, "It's quite difficult to quit smoking, and I can't quit, just try to smoke as little as possible."

"That's amazing." Axu said, "Uncle, are you Xiao Wuzi's relative? Since you found him, why didn't you take him home?"

The cook waved his hands, looked at the moon and sighed: "No, Xiao Wuzi's parents are both dead."

"Ah?" Axu lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." The cook wanted to take a cigarette, but he put it to his mouth and took it away, sighing: "I also have a share in the crime of ruining Xiao Wuzai's family."

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The cook's expression became serious.

"Uncle?" Axu asked carefully.

The cook shook the cigarette case in his hand, pressed his eyebrows twice, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle is guilty."

Axu asked: "You said that Xiaowuzi's house...is related to you. What's going on? Can you tell me?"

The cook glanced at Axu.

Axu bit her lower lip, and finally decided to say: "I saw Xiao Wuzai painted his belly black."

The cook's eyes widened suddenly, "Did he paint his belly black?"

Axu was a little surprised by the cook's reaction, "Yes, don't you know?"

The cook asked, "Why did he paint his belly black?"

Axu said: "I heard from other children that he had a big scar on his waist. The children were afraid, so Xiao Wuzai painted the scar..."

Click, the cigarette in the cook's hand fell to the ground.

"Uncle?"

The cook regained his composure, smiled sadly, and bent down to pick up the cigarette case.

He didn't make a sound, and wiped his hair with a sad face.

Axu asked: "Uncle, what happened to the scar on Xiao Wuzi's waist? He is still so young, what has he experienced? It must have been very painful and suffered a lot to leave such a big scar. Since you So worrying about him, how can you hurt him?"

The cook covered his face with one hand, and his shoulders shook twice.

Axu shook him relentlessly, "Uncle, what happened to Xiao Wuzi, I am also very concerned about him. He doesn't say anything on the surface, but he really cares about this issue in his heart, and he can only be enlightened if he finds out the cause of the matter."

The cook was shaken twice, feeling annoyed and bored, and blurted out: "Little Wuzai had an operation, and a kidney was taken away."

Axu was stunned.

Some people sell their kidneys for money, but Xiao Wuzi is still so young... How old was he when he was taken away?

The cook held his head and said in pain: "I was in the hospital and I matched him."

"But Xiao Wuzi is so small, his body hasn't developed yet—"

The cook roared in a low voice: "It's good if you can find a match, as long as you can survive, who cares if the development is good or not!"

Axu froze for a moment, "But, this kind of thing—how can you allow it? Little Wuzi can't agree, right? He's still so young..."

"Who cares if he agrees or not..." The cook closed his eyes deeply, and shook his head dejectedly, "Little Wuzi's parents, because they strongly resisted the hospital's forced kidney transplantation, they were finally ordered to have a kidney transplanted." The person on the other side was killed."

Ash was shocked.

The hospital forcibly asks for a kidney. What is the difference between this and the black-market-smuggled-smuggled-organ-buy-sell company?

Axu recalled some appalling news she had read, about a little boy in a small village who was abducted, and finally woke up to find himself lying in an ice pool with his stomach open and something missing inside.

The cook said: "People have power and money, so what can ordinary people do? This is the way of the world. Some hospitals and medical research institutes seem to be hanging pots to help the world and the doctors are benevolent, but they are actually like mental hospitals and prisons behind the scenes. facilities doing dirty business, maybe orphanages too."

What does this mean... Axu raised his head in a hurry, and looked at the cook for no reason.

"Every year in those places, there are people who die for no reason. Those patients and criminals who have no relatives and no one to take care of them, even if they are erased from the world, no one cares, so they are used for in vivo research, clinical experiments, by the way. Order something to sell..." Suddenly, the cook's words stopped abruptly.

He looked down and saw Axu's wandering eyes.

The cook smiled awkwardly, turned his head and sighed: "What's going on, this kind of thing..." How could he just tell a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl about this kind of thing so casually? ?

Axu was also a little taken aback.

I don't know what happened just now, when she was guiding the cook to speak, her eyes unconsciously turned into dragons, but only for a moment, there was a faint red light, and at the same time, she felt a burst of cold breath quickly gathered from her body. In the eyeballs, the eyeballs are full of power.

Now close your eyes, Ah Xu can see a piece of white light in the darkness.

snow.

Like countless snow in Lingfei.

It seems to be able to smell a faint smell...

It's clear, light, and a little sweet. Axu frowned slightly and groped carefully, and suddenly remembered that this is the smell of gardenias in early summer after the morning rain.

But all this is just an illusion, fleeting, more difficult to capture than fireworks and epiphyllum.

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Pu, who was walking in the aisle carrying porridge, stopped suddenly, turned around suddenly, and opened his eyes wide.

Everything is quiet.

After a while, she pushed open the door of the room, and there was no one there.

Axu was not in the room.

Pu felt very irritable. She clearly told Axu to stay in the room obediently and not to run around.

"Xuan Mo." Pu called out.

Xiao Wuqiu crawled out from under the soft pillow, blinked sleepily, and when she saw Pu, her bent body stood up.

"Woooo..." Xuan Mo lowered his head and hummed in a low voice.

Pu Qi didn't hit anywhere, she put the porridge on the table, and hit Xuan Mo's head with a chopstick, "I told you to follow Long Er, you sleep here!"

Xuan Mo burst into tears.

Qiuqiu got out of Pu's pocket, wagging its tail, as if it was laughing at it.

Seeing Qiuqiu's gleeful appearance, Pu became even more angry, actually engaging in internal strife!

Pu lifted Qiuqiu's tail upside down, stuffed it and Xuan Mo into a vase filled with water, and blocked the mouth of the vase with a sandbag found in the drawer.

Pu pointed at them and said, "Destroy your 100-year cultivation!"

"Aww!!!" The heart-piercing cry of two little Wuqiu came from inside the vase.

However nothing works.

Pu Tou slammed the door and left without looking back.

Pu Neng could smell Axu, she was nearby, but she was still worried, as long as Axu was not by her side, her heart would be empty.

Axu is her only one.

Pu strode forward, wanting to find Axu quickly, and warned her again not to run around again, and tied her to him if it was impossible.You know, this place is still in Mount Bo, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment.

Because when Pu was making porridge just now, listening to Yi Xia's words, he suddenly realized a problem that he had never thought of before.

People can eat snakes, so why can't people eat people?

The uncle can control demons, so why can't the uncle control people?

bang——

The door to the side was pushed open.

Yi Xia stood at the door in a daze, holding the door frame and staring blankly at her.

Pu stopped, looked around, and finally could only focus on Yixia.

Because the structure of the corridor suddenly changed, it became a back shape, no matter where you go, you will return to the current position.

Very crude illusion.

Pu sneered: "You want to trap me like this?"

Yisha looked up blankly, "What are you talking about?"

Pu rushed over at a brisk pace, grabbing her throat with one hand, "Don't play dumb with me, I can tear apart an enchantment of this level with one hand."

"Ahem——" Yisha coughed violently, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his fingernails scratched on Pu's arm, "You—let go, let go—ahem—"

"Where is uncle?" Pu asked coldly.

Her fingers gradually deformed, black-blue scales emerged, and the fingertips turned into sharp dragon claws, the claw tips sticking to the white and tender skin of Yisha's neck.

"Ahem, let go——" Yisha slapped her painfully, unable to breathe.

Pu's sharp claws pierced Yisha's skin bit by bit, revealing bright drops of blood.

At the moment when Yixia bleeds out, a strong fragrance rushes into Pu's nostrils, Pu's whole body shakes suddenly, he quickly lets go of his hand, and takes several steps back.

Losing his support, Yixia fell to the ground with a thud, leaning on the