Bandit Butterfly gl

After taking care of the affairs of those common people, we returned to the Sun Mansion in Rice Bran Town.After dinner at Sun's house, the sky was not yet dark, so several people lined up to enjoy the coolness under the old holly tree full of red fruits in the courtyard.

Today, Ji sometimes vomited blood when she made great efforts. When she came back, she was lazy and refused to move. I don’t know if she is real or pretending. A pretty little apprentice gently massaged her shoulders and legs, which was very beneficial.

Chang Wenxia and I huddled in a recliner, maybe people in love are like this, even if it’s not comfortable, but it’s fun when you squeeze me and I squeeze you and then feed each other.

Mu Yan also wanted to squeeze together with Lian Buchou, I could guess her thoughts just by looking at her jealous eyes towards us and the way she hesitated to speak to Lian Buchou.It's a pity, whether it is possible or not depends on the outcome of their talk tonight.

"By the way, when will Bai Ze come over? How are the tears collected?" Ji sometimes asked about Bai Ze.In the past, I often asked Xia and the others to find the true tears who repaired the soul body, but later she came to pick us up alone, and I don't know what happened.

"It's only a drop away, and it's always available tomorrow. It's easy for her to shed tears, and she can know the other party's temperament just by looking at it." Chang Wenxia was talking about the past while nibbling on dried sweet potatoes. Experience: "A few days ago, we saw a woman at the door of the pharmacy. The woman's clothes were patched, and she was tidied up, but her complexion was not good, as if she hadn't slept for a few days. When we passed by, she was I asked the shopkeeper for medicine on credit, but the shopkeeper was doing life-saving business, but he was still a merchant, and he refused to agree. The woman had no choice but to go to the mountains to find medicine. I found five herbs..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so pitiful, why don't you help her?"

"Help her? Can she still cry after helping her?" Chang asked Xia shrugged, and said, "Originally, I wanted to trap her on the mountain first. At night, wild beasts come and go, and this girl will cry in fright. But Bai Ze said that the tears from such fright may not be counted. We have no choice but to wait for her to cry. But what I didn't expect was that this girl had amazing perseverance. She lit a torch and searched in the dark all night on the mountain. Er Xiaoshang actually found two other medicines for her. I think the girl was happier when she left than when she came. I followed her back home and saw a broken bed in the broken house. There is a broken mosquito net on the bed, and a sick old lady is lying in the broken mosquito net, and there is a solution."

"Villager, you won't do immoral things again, right?" I snatched the piece of dried sweet potato from her hand that I didn't have the time to chew, stuffed it into my mouth, and chewed it quite vigorously.

She didn't care about it, and took another piece from the wooden box next to her. She held it in her hand and didn't eat it. She just said proudly: "I just let the old lady die temporarily. Don't say it, it's very useful. Then When the girl came back from decocting the medicine and looked at it, she immediately collapsed on the ground in fright, her tears couldn't be stopped."

"You..." When Ji sometimes heard it, a sense of justice surged up, and she squinted at Chang Wenxia and said, "You are definitely short-sighted...is it interesting to be so scary?"

"So what?" Chang Wenxia didn't think it was a big deal: "I left some money for her later on, and I think they made money in exchange for the comfort of the orphans and widows for the rest of their lives."

"Well, since the silver is left, it's another matter." I confessed my thoughts.

"Junior Sister Ninth, why are you still thinking so vulgar after you have been a beginner for so many years?" Ji sometimes looked at me with contempt, and then complacently asked the three sisters of the Sun family who were rubbing her shoulders and legs: "Disciples, what do you think? "

The three sisters looked at each other in embarrassment, then at me, then at Master Ji, who was lofty in his inner world, and finally said in unison: "Vulgar."

I nearly choked on those two words, especially since they came from four people.

"Often asked Xia, do you think I'm vulgar?" I asked her solemnly.

She touched my forehead comfortingly, and said, "It's okay, I'll accompany you vulgar." Well, it's still vulgar.

I thought that I could no longer use the word vulgar to attack my own knowledge of noble morality, so I changed the subject and said, "What kind of monster is that kid you say in the daytime? He fooled us all around."

"Hey? What you said is wrong." Mu Yan interjected, and she leaned on the recliner in a provocative posture, resting her chin on one hand and flicking her fiery red tail with the other: "I never believed that brat, I don't believe it You ask Leng Meiren, ask her if she believes her."

I looked over Mu Yan to Lian Buchou, she pursed her lips, but she was noncommittal, not knowing what it meant.

"Hey, Elder Sister Fox, who wouldn't be an afterthought. Otherwise, you can explain to me, what is the relationship between that brat and that Xudou?"

"Hmph." Mu Yan let out a breath, and pretended it was nothing after a snort... It was clear that he hadn't grasped any news.

"It's not easy to know what the relationship is? Sometimes, you can show us." The miraculous Lian Buchou interjected, unhurriedly, but I deeply suspected that she was doing it for some embarrassing fox. rescue.

Sometimes Ji would not disobey this uncle's wishes, even if she was already too comfortable to move, she still reluctantly raised her body and sacrificed Mo Rufan, waving the feather fan while reciting the heart formula silently.

Every time she waved, a static image would appear in the air five feet away.At this moment, the night was falling, and the light was very dim, but the pictures made up of various colored light spots appeared exceptionally clear.

"These are the images of that little ghost's life, left in his soul captured by me." Ji sometimes explained.

We looked at those pictures, although we couldn't hear the sound, we could still get a general idea from observation.

The first image is of an emaciated woman holding a newborn baby in her arms, breastfeeding.The woman had a gentle expression, exuding the breath of maternal love all over her body.I think this baby must be that little ghost, but I just look closely at the eyebrows and eyes of the woman in the painting, it is not the mother of the little ghost in the enchantment.

The second image is a pale mourning hall. There are two coffins and a desk in the mourning hall. On the desk, there are two memorial tablets. The inscriptions are "the spiritual tablet of the loving father Feng Xiaozhi" and "the spiritual tablet of the loving mother Guo Yumei". Kneeling in front of the coffin are a man and a woman wearing sackcloth and mourning. The woman is the woman in the previous image, holding a crying child in her hands. The man presumably is the husband of the woman. He looks at the child with unfriendly eyes, as if It was suspicion mixed with a trace of fear, in short, it must not be the look a father should show when looking at his own flesh and blood.

The third image is in a small courtyard. The small courtyard is the same as the boy’s residence in the enchantment, except that there are poultry corpses all over the ground, which is very tragic. And by the well in the courtyard, the man raised a boy less than three years old with both hands. The boy seemed to be throwing him into the well, while the woman was limp at his feet. The woman was crying and screaming, grabbing the man's waist with both hands and trying to move upward, begging the man for mercy.

The fourth image is the three-year-old child squatting on the ground and crying. Three meters away from him, there is a group of children. Their faces are not as innocent as children should be. Pebbles are thrown at isolated children.

The fifth image is in the original room, where only a piece of candle stub is lit, and the light is dim.On the bed was the woman, with a bleak complexion and a serious illness. Even so, she tried to sit up, her pale lips parted, trying to stop the man in front of the bed.The man was holding a hatchet with a cold light in his hand, and resentfully wanted to strike at the child who was not as tall as his waist.The child was frightened, but his eyes were strangely red.Behind the boy is an open window. Outside the window, there is a blue-gray corner of the clothes. Although it cannot be seen in full, it reveals half of black and white gossip.

The sixth image is on a winding field ridge, an old Taoist and a young child walk on the road hand in hand.Beside the field ridge, there is an endless golden wheat field, and at the end of the field ridge, there is a steep mountain peak, and a small Taoist temple is hidden on the mountain peak.

The seventh image is the scene of the child practicing formation on the mountain.He used stones as stakes, blood as a sacrifice, and red thread as a medium to form a barrier that was not even level. In the barrier, the wind was howling, and a porcupine was struggling in the wind. Its hind legs had been smashed into pieces by the wind. , blood splattered everywhere, extremely cruel.In the distance, the old Taoist looked at the movement here and stroked his beard in comfort.

"The way of the demon." The village master said.

The eighth image is a confrontation between the old Taoist and Xu Dou in the mountain forest, and behind the bushes, a panicked child of eight or nine years old is hiding.Lao Dao was bleeding and injured, and Xu Dou was not much better, especially the blood hole in his chest, which reminded me of the scene where his heart was dug out in the enchantment.Now, it has died together with the collapse of the enchantment, which can be regarded as an end.

The ninth image is the child again. He is kneeling in front of a simple tombstone with a solemn expression. Behind the tombstone is a graveyard. I think the old Taoist, his master, was buried in the graveyard. In the battle, although the opponent was severely injured, he could not escape the butcher's knife of fate after all.

In the tenth image, the child returned to his hometown, to his own home, but he was not greeted by his parents. Instead, his father drove him out of the house with a knife, and the woman standing in the yard was no longer her mother. .

No. 11 image, he left Rice Bran Town with a knife wound from his biological father, his face pale.On the official road at the entrance of the town, he encountered Xu Dou who was seriously injured and survived again.

No. 12 images, Xudou cut open the child's chest with his sharp claws, and stuffed a small heart into the blood hole in his chest... The child opened his eyes, the expression on his face was painful but still alive...

No. 13 image, Xudou divided a drop of blood, and put it into the wound on the child's chest... The red light enveloped him, strange, but it was the source of his lingering life.

No. 14 images, the child used the blood shed all over the ground to set up a big formation...

What happened later is also self-evident. The child used the enchantment on the official road to keep his life, while experiencing the perfect family relationship that he had never experienced in childhood, while using the human soul to strengthen himself, and using the human heart to enshrine Xudou.It's just that he has no heart, his body can never grow, and he can only succumb to Xu Dou's despotic power forever, becoming its puppet to restore the primordial spirit.And our appearance is not only a crisis, but also an opportunity for him to turn around. It's just this gamble, and he is finally familiar with it...

"Hey, he's just a poor man who has been driven astray." Sometimes Ji put away her fan and sighed.

The author has something to say: Well, this chapter is the real end of the last dungeon.