Save the hero

Fang Qi himself felt a little embarrassed, but the feeling of being restrained, firmly suppressed, and the base of his tongue aching was too real.

Real as real.

Hong Yuan got up and walked to the bed, brought his coat, turned around and looked back, Fang Qi was looking back and forth in the mirror, wrinkling his face and muttering whether he was dreaming or a ghost.

Although the cheeks and lips were swollen and painful, but on the surface, apart from the redness of the skin, there were no other suspicious marks.

Is it a dream?

Fang Qi shuddered, he would rather be a ghost, what was in his mind to have such a dream? !Shake M?

Seeing his somber face and tangled up, Hong Yuan thought it was very interesting, and leaned against the bed rail for a long time before taking a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing that came back, and walked over to touch his lower back.

Fang Qi looked down, Hong Yuan brought his coat, took it and put it on, and tied his belt.Hong Yuan spread out his palm, and passed the melon seeds over again.

Fang Qi tilted his neck, and after eating half of it, he squatted down again and clasped the child's head with his left hand.

Hong Yuan was stunned for a moment, when a black shadow approached his eyes, Fang Qi opened his mouth without looking at it, but did not open it, and urged: "Open your mouth."

The child did so blankly, and Fang Qi poured the remaining melon seeds into his mouth.

The two ate half of the melon kernels, Fang Qi put the little platypus into the bamboo basket, and there was a small bamboo tube in the bamboo basket.The little guy sat inside with his legs open, his head resting on the bamboo tube, eating melon seeds like a little squirrel.

It seems that Hong Yuan finished his training in the morning. The little platypus cracked open the shell of the melon seeds quickly, pulled the melon kernels into the bamboo tube, and then rolled the melon seeds and ate them with relish.

Fang Qi felt that he didn't understand it very well...

The little platypus ate for a while, looked up and saw Fangqi hadn't closed its lid, thought he wanted to eat melon seeds, so he held up the bamboo tube to him.

Fang Qi waved his hand, indicating that he would eat it later, touched its head, and then closed the lid.

After collecting everything, Fang Qi opened the door and went downstairs to check out.

The chubby shopkeeper was crackling to settle the accounts, Fang Qi put the door key on the counter, looked at the ten stubby fingers, but fiddled with the abacus nimbly and quickly.There was always a thorn in Fang Qi's heart. After thinking about it, he still held the counter and asked unintentionally: "Shopkeeper, have any strange things happened here?"

As soon as the words fell, the fat shopkeeper stopped moving the abacus, and thought of something, looked up at him, his eyes were about to fly out, and gritted his teeth, "I'll fuck you to death! I, Liu Laosan, have opened more than ten shops. Years, but nothing strange has ever happened! Are you looking for death?!"

Fang Qi was stunned for a moment, his face a bit unhappy.What he asked just now was cunning, and the incident he was targeting was vague.The so-called "here" can refer to the inside of the inn, or it can refer to You'an City, depending on whether people have ghosts in their hearts.If you have a guilty conscience, you will naturally be seated at the number, referring to the inn.If you have a clear conscience, you are referring to You'an City.

Judging by the boss's reaction... Could it be that he really hit a ghost these two days?Fang Qi bawled twice, wiped his mouth vigorously, really afraid of something, he took back what he said before.Between ghosting and dreaming, he chooses to dream!

I would rather be rejected by myself than be rejected by others!

The shopkeeper must have been extremely shy about this matter, he just mentioned it, the fat shopkeeper was in a hurry, and the voice of rebuttal was not small, and the people who were eating downstairs immediately looked over.The shopkeeper's expression became even uglier immediately, Fang Qi flinched a bit, he had no cultivation base, and he was dragging his family, so he would definitely not be able to offend the locals, and he was more worried than the shopkeeper that this matter would become a big deal, so he couldn't help but secretly annoyed at what he said just now But brains.

A hero can bend and stretch, Fang Qi immediately doesn't even need a deposit, and he has to run away when he pulls Hong Yuan.

Unexpectedly, he yanked it with his backhand but didn't move it. He turned around and saw that the child was standing still, looking at the fat shopkeeper with a gloomy and vicious look. Even though he was separated by a bamboo hat, the sinister look in his eyes seemed to be hidden. The essence is ordinary, and the thorns make people shudder.

The fat man seemed to be frightened, and his expression was a little frightened.

Seeing that the atmosphere was stagnant and stiff, Fang Qi slapped him with his backhand, trying to disperse the hostility.

Hong Yuan looked up at him with a dull face.

Leaning over to hug the child, Fang Qi said dryly: "The child is not sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Then he rushed out with the child under his arm.

Walking out of the door, there was a carriage parked at the main entrance. Fang Qi led his people to the side, avoiding the door and the sight of the fat shopkeeper, and put Hong Yuan down.

Hong Yuan straightened his clothes and said, "Why are you running?"

"What should I do if I don't run away? Let's fight with someone? The two of us are here, and we are not familiar with each other, so we can't pinch." Fang Qi said with a serious expression, "Hong Yuan, remember what I said. This sentence. A good man does not suffer immediate losses. If you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood. If you can fight, you will fight, and if you can’t fight, you will run away. There is no shame.”

Hong Yuan: "..."

He had just finished speaking when a person ran out from the nearby cloth store and said, "My little brother, what strange things have happened to you?"

Fang Qi stood up, frowning at him.

This person is thin and lean, with a pair of eyes that are radiant, and his appearance is born from his heart. Just looking at this face makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Before he could answer, the skinny man said: "This Liu Laosan is not a thing, he deserves to be punished!"

Hearing what he said, Fang Qi became slightly nervous, is there really a ghost? !

It turns out that Liu Laosan loves money like his life, is a miser, and deducts wages terribly.A few years ago, I recruited a small worker named Erhu. Erhu was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He had no father and was just a widow. Perhaps because he thought people were easy to bully, Liu Laosan would not pay wages in arrears and would not let him go. It's purely just calling people in vain.Later, Erhu Niang fell ill, and Erhu asked the shopkeeper for the settlement wages to treat her illness. Liu Laosan pushed back and forth, and delayed for seven or eight days. In the end, Er Huniang suffered from an emergency, and did not wait for the life-saving medicine. The money will soon be gone.

That Xiaogong didn't have any other brothers or sisters, just this mother, and now there was only one orphan, who was young, and one of them didn't think about it, so he hanged himself to death in the inn.

The neighbors all scolded Liu Laosan for not doing things properly. After the little worker died, he probably felt resentful. After a few days of trouble in the inn, the guests were too scared to come to the door.Liu Laosan had nothing to do, so he spent a lot of money to invite Taoist cultivators from the Suyang School to exorcise ghosts, and respectfully and respectfully buried Erhu and Erhuniang in a splendid manner, and the matter was considered to be over.

The skinny man looked at the inn full of guests next to him, and said sourly: "The business is so good after death, it's not too bad luck! Hateful!"

When Fang Qi heard this, he finally heard that this person was not an NPC who simply came to fight injustice and popularize science, but an NPC who simply watched the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, and came to add insult to injury because of jealousy.

The innkeeper is not a good bird, and neither is this one.

Fang Qi said delicately: "Isn't Erhu's resentful soul gone?"

The skinny man glanced at him, as if he saw that he had nothing in common with him, cursed in a low voice, flicked his sleeves and left.

Fang Qi wiped his mouth, thinking that it was not the ghost of the two tigers, and then he didn't have time to think about it, Fang Qi turned around in a circle and gave a jolt, that is...

Just offended the shopkeeper, but his donkey hasn't been pulled out yet!

Fang Qi pulled Hong Yuan and said nervously, "Our donkey!"

"The donkey is sold," Hong Yuan held his thumb, signaling him not to panic, then pointed to the carriage at the entrance of the inn, and said, "Take the carriage."

Fang Qi: "..."

The day before yesterday, I hugged him to sleep, obviously I didn't use much strength, but when I woke up the next day, it hurt either here or there. This person is delicate and fleshy.Continue to ride the donkey to the Valley of Thousand Corpses. Not to mention the slow speed, I don’t know how much trouble I will suffer on the road. I am really afraid that he will be thrown away, so I simply changed the carriage.

Fang Qi didn't know when a big man like himself became fragile. He looked at the child, then at the carriage, walked over in disbelief, touched it, and opened the car curtain to look inside.The inside of the carriage was covered with thick and soft quilts, with pillows and quilts, two soft stools, a low table, a few books, and a small basket in the corner with a lot of food in it.

There are staple foods to fill the stomach, and snacks for the teeth-beating ceremony.

Fang Qi looked at the carriage and the groom beside the carriage indifferently, and said indifferently, "Did you take my money?"

Hong Yuan: "..."

Fang Qi rummaged through the baggage, and found a white cloth bag, which was hidden and tucked in, and opened layer by layer, and it turned out that more than 20 taels were missing.

With trembling hands, he wrapped the bank note in a cloth bag again, and stuffed it directly into his coat. Fang Qi took a deep breath, and said wryly: "Hong Yuan, although our family has a little money, it will be empty if we spend money! With such big hands and feet!"

"Will you make money? No way, I don't have that spare time. When did you change the carriage? We only have more than 300 taels of silver, which is nearly 30 taels less in one breath, one-tenth of it..."

Hong Yuan listened very patiently, and put a pier under his feet.

"...What should I do in the future? This is not to say that it will be over after arriving in the Valley of Thousand Corpses. In the future, you will have to ask for money everywhere! You can't be a moonlight clan..."

Hong Yuan was confused when he heard that, so he just nodded and pushed him to stand on the short pier. Fang Qi moved his feet on the short pier, climbed into the carriage and climbed down again, saying: "I bought this carriage, where did I buy it?" What? I think we'd better retreat, it's too extravagant..."

Hong Yuan's head grew bigger, and he supported the carriage with both hands and sighed, "The donkey is slow, the horse is bumpy, and the carriage is comfortable and warm to sit on. Get on it for me."

Fang Qi said: "Don't, don't, don't you think the donkey is slow, let's change the horse, the horse is fast, the horse is cheap, I'm not afraid of being bumped!"

"..." Hong Yuan looked at him quietly for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid."

I'm afraid of spoiling you.

Fang Qi let out a long oh, recalled it, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said: "Forget it, are you afraid of being bumped? Yes, children's endurance is not as good as adults. All right, all right, sit down." Just take the carriage, Hong Yuan, you did a good job this time, you have to fight for what you want, do it yourself, do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, good job...keep..."

He said what Hongyuan should do, so he finally coaxed people into it.

After getting into the carriage, there was a crack of the whip, and the horse started to run with the carriage, which was covered with thick cushions, and there was only a little harmless bump, which was much better than the carriage that Liu Chunyun and Liu Chunyun sat in last time.Although the temperature inside the car is not as warm as spring, it is not cold at all when you hang your hands outside.

Fang Qi looked around and touched, thinking that this matter was done well, and the money was well spent.

The little platypus picked up the bamboo basket, lifted the lid and staggered out from inside, shook its big mouth, crawled to the corner and squatted, and silently sharpened its claws against the wall of the car. blunt!

Everything was available on the carriage, Fang Qi checked what was in the small basket for food, Hong Yuan sat beside him as if he was in sedation, looked at him with arms folded, and compared the two of them in size, feeling a little worried.

Looking at him from the perspective of a child before, although he didn't feel tall and tall, he didn't feel thin and short either.I didn't look at him until I recovered myself in the past few days. No matter how you look at him, he is so pitiful, as if he needs to control his strength all the time, for fear of crushing him.

There were melon and fruit snacks in the basket, as well as cooked meat and steamed buns. Fang Qi didn't have breakfast, so Fang Qi took a steamed stuffed bun and took a bite. Unexpectedly, something floated on his lap.

Fang Qi looked down, the child's hand was on his knee, slowly rubbing it, Fang Qi asked strangely: "What are you doing?"

Hong Yuan said: "Does it hurt?"

Fang Qi said in a foggy voice: "Does it hurt? Don't touch me, it's itchy."

Hong Yuan withdrew his hand, thinking of the face of the innkeeper this morning, his eyes darkened, he changed his posture, and said, "Why aren't you angry?"

Fang Qi paused, and was about to be driven mad by his nonsensical questions. He took the steamed stuffed bun from his mouth and said frantically, "Where did your preface come from? What hurts me? What happened to me?" What kind of anger? You should make it clear!"

Hong Yuan kindly and implicitly reminded: "When we were at the inn."

Fang Qi thought for a while, and only after nine turns and eighteen turns did he figure out what he was asking. Are you angry talking to the fat boss in the inn today?

Fang Qi had long forgotten that incident, and said with a broken smile: "I'm not so narrow-minded, I don't care about these things, and I can't tell who is right or wrong when I talk about this matter. That boss is guilty of a guilty conscience, and I was reckless when I spoke. Brain, if you accidentally expose a person's scar, it is understandable for people to be angry. But I have to tell you, your behavior in the inn today is very irrational, why are you staring at him, huh? Like a little wolf dog, still I don’t think things are chaotic enough, if we really fight, we won’t gain the upper hand, we have to learn to judge the situation and adapt to the situation.”

Hong Yuan lowered his eyes and did not speak, feeling very depressed and unhappy.

After grinding its claws, the little platypus hooked the upper of the chessboard, its hind paws landed on the ground, and its two front paws rested on his legs, chirping.

Fang Qi tore a piece of steamed bun skin for it, wrapped it with some stuffing, and the little platypus sat on his feet, holding the small half of the steamed stuffed bun and eating happily.

Fang Qi took two more buns for the child, and Hong Yuan took them and held them in his hand. Fang Qi stretched his neck and looked outside. The driver outside was a simple and honest middle-aged man. After thinking for a few seconds, Fang Qi passed the child. Said: "I'm going to deliver some buns to the coachman."

Hong Yuan raised his hand to block him back, and said, "Just take care of yourself."

Fang Qi said embarrassingly: "How can we eat to make people hungry, the buns are enough, I will send two."

Hong Yuan sighed, "I'll go see it off."

Lifting the thick car curtain, the child put the buns outside, in the cold wind, the driver seemed to say something, and Hong Yuan retreated.

Fang Qi patted the child's head to express his praise, Hong Yuan looked up and said, "I want to hear a story."

Fang Qi bit the bun, nodded, and said, "Okay, what do you want to hear? A mermaid... Cinderella?"

"It's all right."

This person tends to get sleepy when he tells a story, and it’s time for a nap at noon. Sure enough, after the two stories are finished, the upper and lower eyelids start to tremble, and he can’t stand it any longer. Then he unfolds the bedding and puts on the last fire, and he burrows into it without being urged. .

The backer fell asleep, and the little platypus got into the bamboo basket tremblingly, closed the lid, rolled the bamboo basket and hid in the corner, gnawing on the unfinished bun skin in it.

Hong Yuan looked at his sleeping posture, his eyes were piercingly cold, and he was slightly absent-minded.

During this period of time, he taught him a lot of strange truths, but without exception, they were all told to the real young Hong Yuan back then.The world is multi-faceted, and so are people, there are good and bad.A good guy doesn't suffer from the immediate disadvantages, if he can beat him, he will run away if he can't beat him... and so on.I want to teach him to be a normal person.

If time goes back, he is a real child, and maybe he can still hear a thing or two.

...Unfortunately not.

What would he think if one day he knew that the person in front of him was a ruthless and vengeful Rakshasa demon?

Just like this moment...

You don't care, but I do. I am much more careful than you.

The child remained in the original posture, and his figure disappeared into the air without making a sound.

The carriage is still going.

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, the child returned to the carriage with a slightly cold body, recalling that the innkeeper's ferocious and distorted face was full of fear and despair, every bit of bone and ashes, the breath that was stuck in his heart was relieved. out.

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[Small theater in the group] If you have seen it, don't watch it.

There were more than a dozen people hanging in the dark and damp dungeon. The iron chains hung down from the upper stone wall, barely hanging by the wrists. There was a bloody hole around the skin, and blood beads would always ooze out.Those people were hoisted so high that their toes could reach the ground, but they couldn't stand up.This is a very strenuous posture. The toes touch the ground, and the feet hurt from exhaustion. When the feet are lifted, the hands hurt.

There was a bright light above, and three children walked in. The quiet dungeon suddenly became lively, and the iron chains slammed.

"Kill me!" The man who spoke was disheveled and wanted to die, "Please kill me!"

"If you want to kill, you have to do what you want!" The person on the outermost side was a brash man, cursing with blood red eyes: "What kind of skill is it to hang people like this! You give me a good time! Give me a good time!"

The little boy in white clasped his hands, with a bit of fear in his eyes, but also a bit of sympathy, "Happy? You offended Hongyuan Shenjun's eyeballs, and he doesn't want to give you this happy."

The little boy in Tsing Yi asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

The little boy in white said: "What else, these people asked for it themselves. They said they wanted to find something unpleasant for the god, so you can find it for him. If anyone stops you, you will be ruthless while picking soft persimmons and pinching them. If you kill that lord, you deserve to be kicked to the iron plate."

The little boy in Tsing Yi gasped, showing awe to these people.

The boy in blue pulled out a thin whip with barbs, curled his lips and said: "That's right, why not recruit someone? If you want to die, you can't jump into the river with a knife. Want to die now? It's a good idea. The god said, one day Ten tons of different types of beatings, not to be beaten to death."

other people:"……"