The ice and snow melted, and everything recovered.

In the depths of the strange peaks and rocky mountains, a hanging ice waterfall that looks like white water is flowing down the steep and steep cliffs, trickling into the canyon stream.

There are few people in the valley, but there are many rare and rare beasts shuttling around the pool at the end of the stream, trying to fish out a few fish from the clear rock crevices to satisfy their hunger.

"Squeak!"

A red-haired squirrel with puffy cheeks spit out the broken fruit shells in its mouth with a puff, climbed the winding old vines with sharp claws and landed rapidly, and landed lightly in mid-air. Leap into the wooden boat floating on the secluded stream.

Its weight is nothing to the boat, but it awakened Song Ci who was still sleeping soundly.

She half-raised her face and glanced at the chirping little squirrel, then turned her head and buried her head under her body.

There is no cure for laziness in humans, let alone laziness in snakes, especially a sleeping snake that just woke up from hibernation.

It has been more than half a year since leaving the place of birth to moving to the deep valley, but Song Ci's figure has always remained at the original length of more than ten feet.

It wasn't because she was afraid of the pain and didn't dare to take the elixir anymore, but because she was too big and it was inconvenient to travel.

If she turned into a huge monster like the Golden Horn, even if it could make humans dare not disturb her, the size of the cloak would only be enough to turn her into a more terrifying headless snake.

So every time she increased the dose, she would silently use the power of her soul to imply that what she concentrated was the essence, and attribute the medicinal power scattered with the blood to her inner abdomen.

It went smoothly at first, until she tentatively took the blood of Golden Horn, the magic power and medicinal power in her body had the latest changes.

In other words, they have found a new way out.

Thinking of this, Song Ci looked towards the water surface, silently looking at the sharp white horn that looked like a rhinoceros horn, and the silver ring on it.

Although only she can see the ring inlaid with countless colorful magic stones, but Song Ci found that this kind of dress similar to a small crown always makes people feel inexplicably happy.

"Stop arguing."

Putting up the tip of his tail and patting the noisy Xiao Hong, Song Ci said helplessly, "I will take you down the mountain together."

Xiaohong was the child in the arms of the mother squirrel, but unfortunately her relatives died in the hands of the goshawk to protect the cub.

If Song Ci hadn't revisited the old place on a whim, the little milk mouse might have starved to death in the tree hole.

It may also be that she was too young when she left her mother. Xiaohong didn't know that the big snake that always brought food in front of her was her natural enemy. She just instinctively got close to and trusted him.

Seeing that even a mouse cub dared to crawl up and down on the strangely shaped big snake, the aborigines in the canyon who had retreated in shock at the arrival of Song Ci quietly came back.

After finding out that this seemingly ferocious new resident not only did not hunt live animals, but often helped animals that were accidentally injured, the number of residents in the canyon became more and more.

Gradually, even the beasts on the outskirts of the mountains trekked over mountains and rivers to find them, hoping to seek protection in this fairyland-like place and avoid being hunted by humans.

Song Ci didn't want to be nosy at first, but with her unicorn, she was able to use her mental power to have a conversation with beasts without knowing the language.

Unlike the chaotic neighing of wild beasts in human ears, Song Ci, who understands the language of beasts, can't turn a blind eye to the weeping blood and pleadings of the same kind.

It is said that all things have spirits, if it is said that saving people is for merit and virtue, isn't it worth saving if you are a beast?

If there is a need to distinguish between three, six, and nine grades when saving living beings, I'm afraid this so-called god-given merit is not worth showing.

Figured out the crux of the matter here, Song Ci didn't care about the migrating wild animals, let them come and go freely in the valley, and occasionally helped patients who were short of food.

The animals in the valley live in peace here, but she herself often wanders out of the mountains when she has nothing to do, and she doesn't forget to look for opportunities to transform when learning about the local customs.

It is a pity that in the rolling mountains, not to mention ghosts, even old medicinal materials are rare, let alone any natural treasures.

"The mountain is not high, but it is famous if there are immortals. Where can I find the fairy trail?"

Song Ci gave a long sigh, opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the charcoal-grilled ribs with sweet and sour sauce, and swallowed them whole together with the soft and brittle bones.

"Squeak!"

Seeing that she was only focused on eating and refused to leave, Xiaohong jumped up and down the stern of the boat, almost falling into the water.

"No hurries."

Song Ci burped, shaking his body to let the food enter the digestive tract faster, "Go and ask Hu Da and Xiong Da if they have anything to exchange, it's rare to go down the mountain once and you can't come back empty-handed."

Xiaohong yelled twice, raised her big fluffy tail and swished it quickly.

Unable to see its cuteness and cleverness, Song Ci bared his fangs in a funny way, and controlled the wooden boat to move towards the shore.

Before the boat came to a complete stop, Xiaohong jumped out and brought back a group of large beasts with rumbling hooves.

"Your Majesty, you are going out of the mountain again!"

Hei Xionghan, who also just woke up from hibernation, smiled twice, licked the much thinner bear paw and whimpered, "I want to drink some honey instead!"

"It's up to you? Hehe."

The tiger, who didn't understand the meaning of hehe, but always liked to imitate the king's words and deeds, leaned down and spat out the strange rock in his mouth, "I still owe you the money you paid for the eggs last time, and you want to be greedy again?"

"I'm not greedy!"

The black bear stared, "I did it to nourish my body! Try not eating or drinking for a few months!"

Song Ci ignored the upright Xiong Da, instead he rolled up the black and greenish stone with his tail and looked at the light, "This time, should we switch to a nourishing tonic?"

Huda let out a soft growl, and rubbed against the curious cub who timidly hid behind him with only his small head exposed, "There are also bedding, just like the ones in the king's lair."

Song Ci shook his head dumbfoundingly, "Where do you want me to go to find and replace silk quilts for you! Forget it, I'll give you the things when I come back."

After the big tiger and the unruly bear retreated, the trembling herbivores walked forward cautiously, offering the antlers or other valuable items left by their own kind in exchange for the salt necessary for survival.

In fact, these things are nothing to Song Ci, but she didn't want the animals to develop the bad habit of being lazy and lazy, so she came up with a way of bartering, hoping to help them solve their difficulties and at the same time let these little ones Guy learns another way to survive.

The goods were put away, and the ribs in my stomach were almost digested.

At noon when the sun was at its fullest, Song Ci took Xiaohong on an airship and galloped all the way to Dashi Village, Qiantang County, thousands of miles away.

The wind in early spring was still a bit chilly, but Xiaohong didn't feel the cold. Instead, she squatted happily in front of Song Ci, squinting her big watery eyes and screaming, even her carefully combed hair before departure was blown away. It doesn't matter if it's messed up.

Fearing that something would happen to Xiao Hongdong, Song Ci could only lower his head and put the squirrel into the meat pit where his body was curled up, so that he could see things with his eyes exposed.

Soon, the airship stopped in the woods not far from the village.

Packing the collected goods in sacks, Song Ci dragged the small cart hanging on the tail and Xiao Hong, who was sitting in the front row like a coachman, swam towards the familiar courtyard.

With rough skin and thick flesh, she has long been accustomed to crawling with the strength of her abdomen, and she will not feel sick and uncomfortable like when she was born.

Occasionally, he comforts himself with joy in bitterness. Apart from having no hands or feet, there is nothing wrong with this powerful snake body.

At this time, most people in the village were busy with spring plowing in the fields, and there were few pedestrians in front of and behind the house, and no one saw the strange scene of a big snake with one-horned first-born dragging a truck forward.

Finding a low wall made of stones, Song Ci first threw the cart and sacks over the wall, and then slowly walked along the grain of the stone, so as not to overwhelm someone's yard without checking for a while.

"Emperor!"

The sixtieth old man guarding the courtyard was first startled when he saw the cart landing out of nowhere, and then he saw a red squirrel jumping into the wall, and only then did he know that the mysterious big snake must have found it.

Sure enough, in just a few breaths, the snow-white sacred horn slowly appeared on the wall.

Seeing En Snake again, old man Shi was really happy and surprised.

Ever since he went hunting in the mountains without telling his family in order to repay the famine outside at the end of autumn last year, he has formed an indissoluble bond with this mysterious little dragon king.

If it wasn't for this strange beast's kindness to save them that day, I am afraid that there would be no such person as old man Shi in the world, so why would we have the joy of reunion today.

After landing, Song Ci vomited a letter to the old man in coarse clothes, "Hiss, don't call me benefactor."

Even if you want to call, you should call En Po.

"Engong's words will be remembered in the next sentence, but this is the only thing I dare not obey!"

The old man Shi hastily bowed his hands and gave way, "I would like to invite my benefactor to come in and take a rest in the shabby room in the countryside."

Song Ci shook his head, and climbed into the simple and simple inner hall with his head held high.

It's not that she is pretending to be grand in front of the old people, but that compared to the country road full of gravels, the yard paved with yellow mud in Shi's house is too easy to get dirty.

There is nothing particular about the countryman's hall, only the God of Wealth newly invited last year is pasted on the central wall, plus a square table and two benches.

However, perhaps to welcome distinguished guests, a new square thick straw mat was added on the floor. There are also no fancy patterns, but the weavers are dexterous and meticulous, and even the hard stubble protruding from the corners are rubbed soft. draw.

Seeing that the little dragon king couldn't come up to the straw mat, the old man Shi explained attentively: "This is made by the two daughters-in-law of the old man's family, because the last time the benefactor came to visit in a hurry, the two of them often sighed and sighed after seeing the old man. Feeling that the poor family has neglected my benefactor, I took advantage of the evening rest to weave this thing. Although it is not worth anything, it is a piece of filial piety."

Song Ci saw that he was indeed full of sincerity, so he shook off the mud on his tail and curled up on the straw mat, "Life is not easy for farmers, why bother so much."

She took advantage of the situation and ordered the sacks on the square table, "These are all produced in the mountains, please help the old man to change some grains and salt that are easy to survive."

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

The old man Shi stepped forward to open the sack, held out a huge antler, and said regretfully, "This antler is quite heavy, but it's a pity that it's already ossified. I'm afraid it won't be worth the price if you send it to a pharmacy."

When he was young, he relied on hunting to raise his children, so he could naturally recognize that the antlers had no medicinal value long ago.

"They are all the hard horns that have faded from old deer, and they have been offered as treasures by the descendants. If it weren't for the fact that eating too much soil in the mountains would make them sick, they wouldn't take it out."

Thinking of those timid little cute deer, Song Ci couldn't help grinning, "That gemstone is not bad, if you want to sell it, you must choose an honest and reliable store, even if the price is lower, it doesn't matter, so as not to get into trouble. "

"The old man knows."

The old man Shi saw that the little dragon king not only did not bully the weak, but also cared about his own safety during the transaction, he quickly said happily: "To tell you the truth, the second son of this old man gave up his family to serve in the early years, and now he has finally received the reward and returned home. It is still a coincidence." I have formed an inseparable friendship with Li Butou of the Qiantang County Government. Then Li Butou is the most generous and generous person, and he will never cause official complaints if he takes the lead."

Song Ci nodded and said, "I'm at ease now."

It's not that her Holy Mother wants to keep everyone's life, old age, sickness and death in mind, but if she can really find a chance to turn a snake into a human, she must not underestimate the karma accumulated in the daily life.

Let’s just talk about the sale of gemstones. If an unscrupulous businessman who wants to make money hurts the young and old of the Shi family, wouldn’t it become a tragedy of Boren’s death because of me? Then the cause and effect will not be clear.

Taking advantage of the conversation between one person and one snake, the impatient Xiaohong rushed to the back bedroom and found a young girl who was still playing alone on the bed.

The girl was not afraid of it when she saw it, but grabbed the gorgeous red tail and giggled.

Xiaohong squeaked a few times in conjunction with it, rubbed her cheeks and spat out the nuts that had been contained in the food bag all the way, and cracked the skins for her to eat as usual.

The girl took the fruit and was not in a hurry to put it in her mouth, but instead yelled repeatedly outside the door.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

She only had a few small deciduous teeth like rice grains in her mouth, and when she opened her mouth, a lot of clear saliva dripped down her fat and tender cheeks, and wet the small pocket outside the blouse.

Old man Shi, who was waiting for his benefactor in the main room, heard the soft voice, he didn't bother to look at the gemstone, and hurriedly turned his head and ran to the back room.

As soon as he stepped into the room, old man Shi saw his little granddaughter who was still taking a nap, sitting there holding up a nut in her hand and smiling at him, and beside him was squatting the spirit mouse that came with the little dragon king.

The old man Shi hugged the child affectionately and turned upside down, "My little girl, why did you wake up so early today, I almost scared Grandpa!"

"Grandfather eats fruit!"

The girl was talking vaguely, and she didn't forget to put the saliva-stained nuts into the grandfather's mouth.

"Okay, we Niuniu are really filial, grandpa eats."

Old man Shi didn't dislike it either, he opened his mouth and bit off the crispy hazelnuts.

Hearing the voice of a child in the back room, Song Ci thought something unexpected happened and followed You to take a look, but it was a little doll who was only two or three years old calling for someone to come and play.

Afraid of scaring the child, she only glanced at the door before retreating, but the child was also a bold one, and when he saw a strange big snake, he laughed even more cheerfully.

"Grandpa! Yes! Yes!"

The girl didn't know what the long one was, but she just opened her hands to pass.

"Here, benevolent pardon!"

In desperation, old man Shi grabbed his little granddaughter's hand to frighten her, "Don't be rude to your benefactor, or grandpa will beat your daddy!"

Don't look at his scary mouth, but in his heart he feels that this child is worthy of being the second child, but it's a pity that he is a girl.

That day when he was rescued by his benefactor in the mountains, he was scared out of his wits. He didn't expect that a little child would not be afraid of these things.

Seeing that the girl was about to cry, Song Ci slowly crawled over and touched her palm with the pointed horn.

The girl burst into tears and laughed, "Bite!"

It was also impossible for Song Ci to let her take a bite of the unicorn and taste it. He just raised his tail and put a juicy peach into the child's arms, "Let's eat this."

Although there are many fruit trees in the south of the Yangtze River, peaches with such a strong aroma cannot be seen in this season, even in the greenhouses of wealthy families.

The old man Shi shook his hands and took the peach out of his granddaughter's arms, and said excitedly: "Thank you for the reward! Thank you for the reward!"

Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that he had misunderstood the origin of the fruit, and he didn't say a word, and just swam back to the hall with Xiaohong, who had been sprinkled with a bed of fruit shells.

After the old man Shi grabbed the fragrant peach with a large bowl, he hurried to the field and called back his son and daughter-in-law who were working.

In this family of eight, except for the two grandsons who are still studying in the school, everyone else has heard about the strange story about the father who was lucky enough to escape from death and met the Little Dragon King. Spread, from the bottom of my heart, I am not so afraid.

Afraid of being seen by outsiders, the old man Shi waved his hand cautiously, and waited for his daughter-in-law to enter before he took a step behind and locked the courtyard door to death.

Song Ci, who was coiled in the main room, had already judged that someone was coming from the vibration of the ground, so he shook the huge snake's head to drive off Xiao Hong who was playing on her body, so as not to lose his momentum in front of others.

Even though she was prepared in her heart, the daughter-in-law of the Shi family was so frightened when she met those cold round eyes, she sat down on the threshold.

"Well, could it be that the descendants of Empress Nvsnail are living in the world? Or the dragon species was wrongly cast in a snake fetus, otherwise how could it give birth to a single horn?!"

The eldest son of the Shi family, Shi Wen, once read the sage books for several years with the sour scholar in the village, but he couldn't get rid of his poor language and weak courage.

Song Ci has seen this kind of person a lot, and although he can do nothing, he can't cause trouble.

On the contrary, the one-eyed burly man who followed him into the door looked a little unusual, and his aura was heavy.

"Dalang, Erlang, come and pay respects to Engong!"

Old man Shi took his little granddaughter's hand, and said to his daughter-in-law: "If the benefactor hadn't shown mercy, you and my father and son would never see each other again!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, his son and daughter-in-law kowtowed and kowtowed together.

"It doesn't have to be."

Song Ci flicked his tail to help the four of them up, "It is God's will that I met your father, and it is also his life that should not die."

Shijia Erlang saw that although the mouth of the divine beast was hissing like an ordinary snake, but it could make people understand its wishes in the brain, his heart was even more shocked.

"Emperor!"

Regardless of his father's obstruction, he prostrated himself on the ground, "The boy is Shi Wu, the second son of the Shi family. He has lost the lives of hundreds of people in the village. I beg your benefactor to use another wonderful method to help us get rid of the lingering Shihe water ghost!"

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Song Ci: Still a comprehensive world, Lord White Snake Liaozhai.

Valley of Flowers, what?~~

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