Zhuhai patted Zhuli on the shoulder and took Zhuli away from the land. He himself felt uncomfortable, but he still endured it, because he knew that if he himself was in a mess at this time, there would be difficulties. Danger.Zhuli is gloomy and gloomy, with low air pressure all over his body.

Zhuhai kept walking with the bamboo gravel, and they arrived at a remote mountain village.That small mountain village is basically isolated from the outside world, with only a narrow path leading to the outside world.Zhuli and the others are temporarily settled here.

This mountain village is very small, but because of this, the folk customs here are very simple, and the people are hospitable and hospitable.

As the days passed, the panic and guilt in Zhuli's heart were gradually erased.But he will never be able to return to the carefree look before.The body transformed from bamboo gravel grew taller and taller with his daily exercise, and finally stopped at the appearance of 20 years old.

On this day, the sky was slightly bright, and the mountains were full of fog, giving people a feeling of being in a fairyland. Zhuli went up the mountain to collect firewood, and heard a slight sound of gunfire in the forest. Zhuli was curious and walked forward in three steps. Check.

It was a person who caught the eye, to be precise, a person with his eyes closed and covered in blood.He looked very painful, and his brows were tightly frowned, which made people feel pity.Zhuli panicked, threw down the firewood in his hand, picked up the man on his back and ran home.

Zhuli felt that he had never run so fast before, and the wind whistled past his ears.Back home, Zhuli went straight to his own room, carefully placed him on the bed, and then got up to talk to Zhuhai.

Zhuhai looked startled, his little brother brought back someone after only going out for half a day?Seeing that the bamboo gravel was empty, he hurried forward and asked: "Ah Li, this person...?" If you bring him back, you will miss something, this may be the so-called God's will in the dark. Please don't mind the second brother."

Zhuhai sighed, the younger brother has already brought him back, so what can he care about?

Zhuli spent the rest of his time treating the wounded he picked up, so the burden of collecting firewood could only be borne by Zhuhai.At this time, it was not long after noon, and the fog in the mountains was getting thicker and thicker.Fortunately, Zhuhai was very little affected by the fog, so it was able to travel freely in the forest.

Zhu Hai felt an extremely familiar breath, but the breath was very weak, as if it broke off without paying attention.He walked towards the direction where the breath originated, and as expected, a seriously injured person was half lying there, the breath was so weak that he could barely feel it, dying.

Zhuhai thought about it, and guessed the possible identity of this person——their elder brother, Zhuqing.Zhuhai put down the firewood in his hand, carried the man on his back, then picked up all the firewood he could pick up, and hurried back like this.

Fortunately, Zhuhai brought back some firewood, otherwise they might all have to suffer from the cold at night.He fetched some water, wiped off the blood on the face of the man he brought back, and found that it was Zhuqing.

Zhuhai was very happy. After he helped Zhuqing bandage the wound, he stayed by his side all day long.Zhuqing's aura also gradually became stronger.

The person Zhuli brought back earlier has woken up. He said that his name is Shen Huo, he came from the form of a civet, and he was familiar with Zhuqing. This time, he escaped with Zhuqing.Zhu Li frowned inadvertently when he heard the word Shen Huo.After that, Shen Huo began his stay at Zhu's house

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