Nowhere to send this

Most of the vaccinated people died of cancer.

Chijo got enough samples and continued working in the lab.

Almost a year.

Yue Mo bought a bunch of medicines and came back, all of which were just developed and said to be effective against viruses.When they were eating, Qian Cheng picked up two boxes of really effective medicines, and he threw all the remaining medicines into the trash can.

One night, it rained heavily outside, and there was always a buzzing thunder, as if it was coming from under the quilt.Qiancheng went back to the attic and looked at the rain outside.

Like those sick people, extremely eager, extremely crazy, falling from the clouds of happiness once, irretrievably, rushing to the dark abyss.The sound of rain heard in the attic is much louder than in other places.

He just sat there, listening to the pouring rain, listening to the faint thunder, remembering the scene when he came here.

It was dark all around, and occasionally there would be some white light, and then there would be a thunderous sound, getting louder and louder, the surroundings began to brighten, the white was dazzling, and the stronger white light was like lightning, piercing through the tunnel and piercing into the his side.

He didn't know where was the beginning and where was the end, he didn't even know where he was.He could only choose to believe that the person who overcame the machine on his body could bring him to land intact.

The extremely strong air flow is against him, and he wants to move forward against the wind.Thunder was ringing in his ears, shaking his eardrums with extreme pain.Lightning strikes on his side, and from time to time it is connected to the machine on his waist, and the current passes through his whole body.

At that time, he thought, as long as he leaves here, he can go anywhere.

For the next third of the journey, he spent the whole body in pain. His body twitched, and his mind was filled with meaningless roars. Every muscle seemed to break free from his body and escape back. to where he started in the first place.In the end, even the pain of the gust of wind whipping the body can be ignored.

He sat on the bed, huddled up, his whole body trembling, although the pain had passed for a long time, but as long as he thought about it, his whole body was still numb, and he was so afraid that he couldn't control himself.

There was a thunderbolt in the sky, piercing the sky.

The thunder broke through the clouds and poured down with the rain without stopping.

This sound of thunder completely woke up Qian Cheng, but dragged him deeper into the panic and fear that traveled through time and space.

He held his head tightly, trembling all over.

He yelled out in fear.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the mobile phone at his feet. Trembling, he grabbed the mobile phone and found Wei Mo.He continued to use his other hand to type two words tremblingly: "Come up."

The thunder continued, roared, and broke the sky.

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☆、Tanabata Special

I saw the fire of lonely summer

burned the whole night

sleep with dreams

and the ever-gone years

You ask

where have all those people gone

I answer

to a corner of my heart

they perch

they are silent

Silence becomes fleeting fireworks

Although bright

but not for long

That corner is full of dust

covered with moss

later

that dropped a seed

it takes root

a beautiful flower blooms

i look at the flower

miss you

we got separated after all

The author has something to say: Today is also the Rice Festival.

After the end of the left ink chapter, I estimate that the number of words exceeds [-], and I will open a new hole and write in another one. This situation will continue, but I will only be responsible for the words within [-] words.If there are new ones, they will be notified in the copywriting and what the author has to say.

☆、Leaving ink ([-])

The thunder continued, roared, and broke the sky.

Wei Mo was watching a movie at the time, she looked at the roaring thunder outside, and thought about it, Liangcheng hadn't had this kind of weather for more than a year.

After watching the movie for more than half an hour, she received a message from Qian Cheng.

"Come up".Gone? !

Wei Mo rubbed her hair and went upstairs.

Zhi Mo knocked on the door, waited for a while, the door did not open, knocked again, after a while, the door opened, Qian Cheng lay on the ground, propped up half of his body, and opened the door.Wei Mo hurried up, helped him up, and sat on the sofa.

Thunder roared continuously outside the window, Qian Cheng was still trembling.He grasped the corner of Weimo's clothes tightly, grabbed his hair with the other hand, pressed his head tightly, his teeth hurt from being bitten, and his legs were stretched towards the center.Wei Mo patted his back and comforted him in a low voice. She deliberately touched Qiancheng's lower back. It was different from the touch of bones and flesh. It was a hard and cold thing, just connected to his body and embedded in it. , protruding slightly.

When Qian Cheng gradually calmed down, Zhi Mo found a blanket, wrapped him in it, and continued to coax him.In her eyes, Qiancheng at this moment is like a frightened child who can only grab the people around him to seek shelter.

Tears and snot flowed all over his face.People are still stupid, shrinking there, motionless.

Zhimo found a piece of paper and wiped it for him, and when that hand was about to touch his face, there was another roar outside.

Qiancheng yelled, the yelling was meaningless, as if he was simply venting his pain, he yelled so heartbreakingly, tears kept streaming like that, but his hands could only hold on to the blanket tightly, wrapping himself up more deadly.

For some reason, Feng Lian's question "Do you like him" suddenly came to Weimo's mind. Do you like him?There are so many kinds of emotions in this world, and they are so complicated, maybe it's just distressing.

The thunder continued, and Qian Cheng just kept crying like this, until finally, he lost the strength to cry, and gradually fell asleep from crying, leaning against the sofa with a blanket in his arms.

Wei Mo looked at the crying face: "Did the snot get into your mouth?"

When Qiancheng woke up the next day, he found himself lying on the sofa with a blanket under his body, a quilt covering his body, and a pillow on his head.As soon as I opened my eyes, the world became a crack, and my eyelids were completely swollen.There was no strength in my whole body, as if I had run wild all night.

The rain stopped and the sky cleared up, but still a little gray.

The night before, Wei Mo straightened Qian Cheng and lay him down. After covering him with the quilt, he secretly lifted Qian Cheng's clothes.

On his back waist, a piece of silver-white metal with the length of a forearm and the width of a palm is directly embedded in his flesh. The shape of the whole instrument is like glasses, except that the connecting part in the middle is wider, and the position of the lens is A hood, what's inside can't be seen clearly, only that it emits a faint white light.

Near the machine, there are large scars.The place where the meat and metal connect has grown, and it looks like it was one.

It is impossible to imagine how this thing was placed on Qian Cheng's body at that time.

Later, after Zhuo Mo returned to his room, many doubts were resolved, the equipment he brought, the energy he needed, and the map that guided him.

Viruses and medicines that he will bring back.

He made himself part of the container.

Yue Mo sat on the sofa and counted the date, and there were still about three months left, which was the date of the last extreme treatment that Qian Cheng said.At this time, as long as it is confirmed that a person is infected with the virus, the person will be sent directly to Liangcheng.People in Liangcheng who were not infected with the virus and did not leave before can only hide in their own homes. Although they are very resentful, there is no other way to leave.

The virus has spread to most of the country, causing countless deaths and injuries. Without medicine, no one has a good solution.

Zhimo knew that Qian Cheng had medicine in his hand, but so what, if it couldn't be saved, it couldn't be saved after all.

When Qian Cheng came up to eat, Wei Mo happened to be watching a movie, and they watched it for a while while eating.The movie tells the story of a group of people from a special organization who traveled back 300 years in search of meteorites. 300 years ago, science and technology were almost in a period of ignorance, the medical level was not high, and the meteorite happened to be in the middle of the battlefield. Then look for an opportunity to go to the battlefield and find those broken meteorites.

The two of them watched together. The general who had been friends with the group was cut in the abdomen and was bleeding profusely. The people in the group were running out of hemostatic medicine and anti-inflammatory drugs. The doctors among them insisted on saving the general and used He took their last medicine, but two other people stopped him:

"Don't forget our mission. No matter how good this general is, he has been dead for more than 300 years. Is it meaningful for you to save him now? He will die sooner or later, and no one can save him! Or he is a dead man That's it! We only have so much medicine left, and the meteorite hasn't been found yet. If we waste it on him, one of us will die in the future! And before we left, how many times did our superiors say that we can't change the past! You saved him today, in case He deserves to die now! He lived and went to war again, who can take responsibility for changing history!"

Later, this person snatched the medicine from the doctor's hand and put it in his backpack. The doctor could only simply suture the wound.

When Qiancheng looked at it, his face darkened.

After eating, when Zhimo stood up to clean up the dishes, his movements showed a trace of fatigue.She put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, washed her hands, walked to the dining table to pick up her mobile phone, and continued to watch on the sofa.Sitting next to Wei Mo, Qian Cheng asked abruptly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, I'm a little tired."

"You don't move."

Qian Cheng put his hand on Wei Mo's forehead, and with his extremely sensitive hand, he felt Wei Mo's slightly warm body temperature at once.

"Where's the thermometer! Where's your thermometer? Take your temperature quickly!"

Wei Mo's heart sank.

A few minutes later, Qian Cheng drew a whole tube of blood from Wei Mo, took a few drops, packed a slice and observed it directly under the microscope, and Wei Mo stood aside and watched him busy with the thermometer between his hands.

After a few more minutes, Qiancheng turned his head abruptly, stared at the person next to him with his eyes wide open.

In an instant, Yu Mo understood everything.

"I won't infect you, right? Do you have antibodies?"

Wei Mo's face froze and pulled the corners of his mouth. Afterwards, both faces were so frozen that no one could say a word more.

It has been one year and seven months since the outbreak of the virus.

Medical staff knocked on doors from door to door in Liangcheng, conducted blood tests, and arrested those infected with the virus to the hospital.This morning, medical staff administered a drug to each patient.Wei Mo went to the bathroom at that time, but the careless nurse forgot that this bed was occupied by a person who was arrested yesterday. When she came back, she saw that there were several other people in the ward lying on the bed, motionless. .

She sneaked over to catch her breath.For a moment, there was a "click" in my heart.

Seven hours later, most of the patients were sent to a nearby building.Wei Mo hid, watched the group of people from a distance, carried the dead into the car on a stretcher, and sent them outside the building.And the distance of Zhimo is not far from this hospital.

She just watched, she knew her end.

If she escapes, the virus may spread again, and she cannot get the medicine from Qiancheng to save people in this world. Not escaping this time should be regarded as another kind of salvation.

She walked towards that building, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a black shadow, and she looked towards the shadow.

The man was standing outside the hospital wall, wearing a black loose coat, the coat was silent, she recognized him at a glance.

She wanted to call him over and talk to him a few more words, but she didn't dare to shout, so she turned around, faced Qian Cheng, raised her arms high, and waved them vigorously.

Qian Cheng just raised his hand and waved it in a small area, that very white hand was particularly conspicuous in front of the black clothes.

Zhimo couldn't see the situation over there clearly, he could only see his general movements.

They just looked at each other for a while, Qiancheng raised his arm and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

A ball of white light came out from behind Qian Cheng.

Wei Mo watched, smiled, gradually bent over laughing, and burst into tears. Later, the corners of his mouth could no longer grin, leaving only a few tears hanging on his face.

The white light gradually became stronger.

Wei Mo turned around and ran towards the building where the body was sent.

The person who delivered the corpse was taken aback by her.

She stood in the middle of a pile of lying corpses.

The corpses were old and young, male and female.

It's like falling asleep.

Everyone overlooked something.

Qiancheng stood there, looking in her direction, wiping his face vigorously with both hands.

The burning pain in the back is getting stronger and more painful.

So is the heart.

He fell to the ground and tried desperately to get up.

No fruit.

Standing there, Wei Mo felt a gust of air blowing in, and then the temperature gradually increased, and a liquid sprayed down from the top of his head, splashing everywhere.

The fabric started to catch fire, followed by the hair.

Immediately afterwards, a moment of high temperature ravaged everything.

Qian Cheng was lying on the ground, still struggling to stand up, his right hand covering his mouth, his left hand propped on the ground, and the elbow of his right hand was also supporting his body.

Wei Mo only felt the high temperature for a moment, and then, like all corpses, turned into white bones.

Behind Qian Cheng, his body was covered with white light, and almost at the same moment, he appeared in the passage that had caused him great pain.

The hospital sent the next batch of corpses in and continued the previous operation.

Not far away from the fence, on that piece of ground, except for a pool of darker black water stains on the floor tiles, nothing was gone.

The bones were mixed with the new batch of corpses.

Even the black water stains have dried up.

The author has something to say: After the end of the left ink chapter, I estimate that the number of words exceeds [-], and I will open a new hole and write in another one. This situation will continue, but I will only be responsible for the words within [-] words.If there are new ones, they will be notified in the copywriting and what the author has to say.

☆, never sleep ([-])

Ling Shi has practiced with his master since he was a child, and wanders outside every year, practicing while walking, as long as he returns to Yougu to be on duty in July every year.He has always been dissatisfied with the clear rules and precepts of the heavens, and his bones are excellent. He is a person who is sure to become a fairy. During the years of travelling, he has seen many loving couples and many people who love each other but cannot stay together. people.

People, demons, and immortals can't fall in love, what kind of broken rules!Once you have feelings, who can control whether you will fall in love with someone!And who is that person, who can control it!

Such an extremely famous person appeared in the Qiyao Sect: after being inspired to become a fairy, the law was amended, and people, demons, and immortals fell in love freely.

Ling Shi had just left the valley, the wound on his palm hadn't healed yet, he lay down at the foot of a tree to rest, and when he woke up, there was a snow-white fox, and he looked at the little fox eye-to-eye for a long time.Not long after, a big white fox slowly came out from behind the tree, picked up the little fox by the back of the neck, looked at Ling Shi meaningfully, and left.

Two days later, Ling Shi left the mountain, left the forest, and arrived at a small town.He was wearing a Taoist robe and was walking on the street. After walking a few steps, he was invited to his home by a servant from a wealthy family.

The head of the family is a fat man, surnamed Xu, known as Mr. Xu, who used to be the county magistrate, but now he has resigned and returned home, and lives here.Master Xu tugged at Ling Shi's sleeve and refused to let go, with a look of grief on his face.

"Master Daoist, please help me. There is an animal in the mountain who has become a monster. I don't know which beast it is. It cursed my son. My son went to the mountain to play all afternoon, and now he is lying in bed unconscious. don't wake up."

Afterwards, Ling Shi followed Master Xu to meet his son, and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy lying there with a strong body.The child's seal turned black, and it was obvious that he had provoked something evil, and he was cursed by it. Although it was not fatal, it had a great impact on the child's health.The body of a child who is cursed will gradually become hollow, if you want to keep the child from dying, you can only continue to use soup and medicine, and when the child grows up, it will be difficult to have children.

Ling Shi looked at the child's face again, and saw that he was a person with profound skills in his previous life.He thought to himself: "If you had such a deep skill in your previous life, even if you were reincarnated, how could you be cursed by the evil spirit so easily!"

Ling Shi asked the child's date of birth again, after some calculations, he tore off a piece of the child's hair and burned it together with the Taoist talisman, thinking: "This person should have walked with me in the previous life, such as Buddhism and Taoism, and the accumulated blessings are still there. It is profound, but something happened in the end, which caused the success to fall short, and failed to achieve the correct fruit, otherwise, you may become a fairy in this life, and no matter how bad it is, you can keep your family safe and happy, and not be attacked by evil spirits."

"Master Xu, if I'm not wrong, your child should have provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked. It's a bit difficult."

"Daoist, just tell me what you need, I will give you what you can, I just ask you to save my child!"

"It's easy to say, I will help you to the end, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

In the middle of the night, under the moonlight, Master Xu didn't sleep, he stood beside Ling Shi and watched him do it.I saw that Ling Shi took the child's fingertip blood and smeared it on the Taoist talisman. The Taoist talisman was burned to ashes and connected into a thread. A gray thread was connected to the distance like this.

Master Xu's jaw dropped in shock, watching a gray line drift farther and farther away.

Ling Shi smiled and said: "It's okay, you go back to sleep, I'll go after you."

Then, Ling Shi lifted his foot and walked along the line.Only Master Xu and a group of sleepy boys who were going crazy were left standing in the yard.

Ling Shi followed the line all the way down, bypassing the alleys with twists and turns, and arrived at the foot of the mountain where he came. The other end of the line entered the mountain, and was blocked by countless tree trunks.He thought for a while, found another Taoist talisman and lit it, and continued walking as if he didn't bring a lantern.

Along the way, Ling Shi could feel the glowing green eyes around him, and he poured more mana into the Dao Talisman, driving away the surrounding beasts.At the end, the thread stopped in front of a tree and stopped spreading.He turned around and saw a big snow-white fox, next to the big fox lay a little fox that was also white, and the two foxes were sleeping next to each other, very warm.

Ling Shi looked intently again, and found that the big fox had a faint fluorescent light. Either this fox had just cultivated spiritual awareness and could not hide, or it had advanced magical powers, and only showed a little to warn the enemy.And the little fox has no spiritual consciousness yet, and still only has animal instincts. It looks like it is only a few months old.It may even rely on the big fox next to it for predation.

The big snow-white fox noticed the Taoist priest next to her and opened her eyes. She looked at the gray thread and said, "I know what you are here for, but he deserves it."

The little fox turned over, covered his eyes with his little paws, drew his legs together, and continued to sleep, while the big fox blocked the child behind him.

"The girl said she deserved it, so you have to be reasonable, right? What mistakes did you make in the previous life? That's all about the previous life. Why do you find him in this life to take revenge?"

"It's kind enough that I didn't ask him to pay for his life. If you insist on seeking justice for that child, I don't mind a fight."

After the big fox finished speaking, the aura burst out from her body. This time, Ling Shi didn't need to focus on it, but she could see the extremely bright light on her body with just a simple sweep.He secretly estimated the difference in strength between the two sides, assuming that [-]% of the mana on the fox's body burst out suddenly to scare people, and the remaining [-]% was the real strength.Then use all your mana to fight.

Well, I can't beat it.

"Don't be like this, he beats and kills at every turn. In this case, I'll go back first, check his affairs, and then come back and tell you it's okay."

The big fox closed his inspiration, lay down beside the little fox, and closed his eyes.

When Ling Shi returned to Master Xu's home, it was almost dawn, he went into the room that Master Xu had prepared for him, fell asleep, and finally woke up at noon, when he sat up, he saw a dark shadow outside the door Dangling, lingering and not going.

Ling Shi was stunned for a moment, thinking: "I'm afraid the fox demon will find me at the latest and want to kill that child."

He put on the sword, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mr. Xu standing outside the door. When he saw him, he jumped up like a dog that had been hungry for three days and said, "Oh, Taoist priest, are you awake?" , I heard the boy at the door say that you didn’t dare to call you when you came back today at dawn, how is my child, did you meet anything yesterday?”

"It's nothing, your child, the situation is more complicated, it may involve things in the previous life, and the people you provoked in the previous life come to seek revenge."

"What can I do! Daoist, see if you can save my child, it doesn't matter how much money you spend!"

In the evening, Ling Shi took the Bianhua flowers that he had just picked at the grave and a lock of the child's hair, and did it under a willow tree with a lifespan of more than 20 years.

The willow tree and the other side flower are both plants with a strong yin energy, and with this as a supplement, the child's hair is used as a guide, and his Taoist talisman is the main one, which drags Ling Shi's spiritual consciousness into a messy space.

Ling Shi's spiritual consciousness was attached to the child.

The author has something to say: I don't know how to dump the link, so, update the two together? ? ?

School has started recently, and I also have some other things, so try to keep it updated.I still want to write a long story.

☆, never sleep ([-])

He squatted by the river, picked up a bucket of water, and washed his face.Ling Shi used this to see his appearance in the previous life, a monk with delicate features and a very round head, he looked to be only seven or eight years old, just a child.

The little monk picked wild vegetables in the mountains with a bamboo basket on his back. He picked a lot of wild vegetables that day. He was very happy, humming a little song he heard from the pilgrims, and walked down the mountain.On the way, he suddenly smelled a smell of blood, and the little monk was so frightened that he got goose bumps all over his body, and his legs were shaking.

Just as I was about to run away, I remembered Master’s words, “Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.” I didn’t have money to build a pagoda, so I just saved that person’s life.Following the smell of blood, the little monk found the seriously injured person. It was a beautiful girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a light green dress and her long hair was loose, covering most of her face.

There was blood everywhere, and a sword was stuck in her abdomen. The sword looked like a treasure, and it was the kind that was more deadly than ordinary swords even if it was stabbed.There were sporadic wounds on the arms and thighs, and the sword scratched the clothes and scratched the flesh.The blood ran into the hair, and the black hair was glued together.

When the little monk saw it, he yelled in fright, hid behind a tree, and covered his eyes.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It must be saved. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, go quickly."

After a while, the little monk struggled enough, and continued to move his trembling legs to the girl.He tested his breath, was still alive, and then, without thinking, drew the sword from her belly.

The girl convulsed, her abdomen began to bleed, and she opened her eyes.

A pair of lake-blue eyes seemed to reflect the flying clouds and fireflies all over the sky.

The little monk was instantly captivated by those eyes.

The girl struggled to sit up and began to meditate and adjust her breath. The little monk just stared blankly at it. After a long time, the sun was setting, and he realized that all the wounds on the girl in front of him, except for the one on the abdomen, had healed.

He just thought it was amazing.

Afterwards, he said goodbye blankly, and trotted back all the way.

He ran out of breath, his face was flushed, his heart was beating wildly, and he was about to reach the temple, only then did he realize that that person must not be an ordinary human being. I couldn't hold it back, so I could only secretly hide it from Master.

At night, the girl appeared on the back mountain of the temple. Just as the young monk woke up at night, he saw a black shadow standing in front of him.He was so scared that he sat down on the ground, the girl smiled and pulled him up, thanked him solemnly, then showed her snow-white fox tail, dangling in front of the little monk.The little monk returned to the room where he lived in an unusual way.

From then on, the girl went to play with him every few days, and the little monk often went to the cave to find girls.Every time, she hides the monster aura on her body, and the little monk's master is of average cultivation level, so she can't detect the slightest monster aura on the little monk.In this way, the two of them have been friends for more than ten years.

The scene changed quickly, and by this time, Ling Shi's gaze was already extremely high, he calculated silently, at this height, the young monk must be at least seventeen or eighteen years old.

The little monk was sweeping fallen leaves in the temple. A few Taoist priests came in, burned a few sticks of incense, and then entered the guest room, saying that they would stay for a while.The leading Taoist priest met the little monk's master and asked him if there were any fox demons nearby. He was about 100 years old, but because of his great intelligence, he had already reached the cultivation level of a normal demon for about 300 years.

Not long after, the Taoist priests did it in the guest room. Because they had a battle with the fox demon not long ago, they took the opportunity to collect the fox's demonic energy, so that they could find her whereabouts later.

The magic circle started, and the Taoist followed the ray of evil spirit in his hand, and quickly collected the same evil spirit nearby, and a scarlet line pointed straight to the little monk's room.

Not long after, several Taoist priests and his master questioned him about all these years, and then the little monk was locked in the firewood room. After three days, if he still refused to repent, he would be expelled from Buddhism.He leaned against the door of the firewood room, listening to the Taoist announce the crime of the fox demon, and agreed that tomorrow, all the monks and them would work together to capture the fox demon.

The little monk sat on the ground, grabbed a handful of firewood, the light came in from the window, and the dust flew all over the sky. He said to himself: "Oh, the crime of the fox demon is not her crime, because it is a fox demon, it must be executed." ?"

The little monk was locked in the firewood room, constantly looking for opportunities to slip away.At dawn, he heard that the monks in the first temple were gradually leaving, and the Taoist priests should have left early. He opened the door a crack, poked his head out, and looked around.No one, just empty temples.Afterwards, he opened the door, took a shortcut, and rushed down the mountain.

He ran desperately, along the way, the branches scraped across his body, and the rough robe was scratched one after another, his flesh turned red, and some of them were bleeding.

"It's almost there, it's almost there! Hold on!"

A strong smell of blood rushed directly to his mind.When he reached the foot of the mountain, Nan Hui could no longer maintain his human form, bright red blood dripped down the ground along his white fur, and all the monks and priests opposite Nan Hui were covered in wounds.

Look, at the end of the fight, there is only one end to die together.

Nan Hui condensed all his last mana, the light group was in front of them, and the monks and priests raised their weapons, and the final battle was about to start.

He stood behind everyone and shouted: "She has never hurt anyone's life! Why do you have to kill her!"

"She's a fox demon. She cultivated by sucking people's energy and cannibalizing people's lives! She hasn't hurt anyone now! Sooner or later, she will hurt people! Do you want to keep her until countless deaths are irreparable!"

"People will die sooner or later! Then why are you still alive!"

"Evil! Can this be the same thing? Shut up!"

The light group collided with a group of talismans, and two huge air currents drove away the people on both sides. The little monk rushed over, hugged the seriously injured fox, and blocked the last wound for her.

Then, there was the defection of the monk and the death of the monks.

A few months later, the little monk walked out of the inn and saw a notice posted at the entrance of the escort agency, and a group of people were watching it. He patted the shoulder of the person in front of him and said, "Please borrow a way." He didn't move, just stretched his neck and stood on tiptoe, trying to squeeze forward, to see what was written on it.

He had no choice but to buy some cheap food first, and send them back to Nan Hui who was seriously injured.In the evening, he went out again, this time he deliberately went to the entrance of the escort agency, and saw a reward order posted on it, which showed two people and a fox drawn exactly.

His heart trembled.

He then raised the neckline and pulled the collar that covered his chin all the way up to his nose.After thinking for a moment, he ran back to the inn and left with Nan Hui.It didn't take long for the laughing stock of a little monk to defend the escape of the fox demon. Everyone knew his name and appearance. Wherever they went, there would be some casual cultivators or bodyguards to catch them.

One person and one demon, they just supported each other for another three years. In the end, both of them were secretly in love and fell in love with each other.Not long after, they fled to a remote small village. Both of them did not have much money to buy a wedding house, and they did not dare to stay for a long time when pursuers arrived.

The weather was clear, they traveled all over the dilapidated village, and finally borrowed a complete set of wedding dresses.The two wore bright red wedding dresses, and there was no one to officiate the wedding ceremony, so they worshiped the world and each other by themselves.

He said: "Bow to heaven and earth."

The sky gathered clouds out of nowhere.It was pitch black, blocking most of the sky.

They knelt down, facing the sky, facing the distant mountains, kneeling, kneeling, prostrating, getting up, facing each other.

They didn't have parents, so they skipped the step of worshiping Gaotang.

Nan Hui said softly: "Husband and wife worship each other."

Clouds covered the sun, and in an instant, thunder broke out.

They faced each other, took a step back, bent down, and bowed deeply.

The rain was pouring, fast and hard.

After the two prayers, Nan Hui took off the scarlet hijab and looked at her husband in front of her.They just drenched in the rain, not hiding.

He reached out and wiped the rain from Nanhui's face, and smoothed out the shattered hair on her forehead that was shattered by the hijab.

A scroll fell from the sky, before reaching halfway, it poured out.

The scroll fell into the dirt between the two of them, splashed with muddy water, and stained the plain white silk.The ink characters on the silk never smudged.

The two picked it up with gloomy faces, and looked at what was written on it.Afterwards, Nan Hui smiled at him, a bitter smile.

Because of the marriage between a man and a demon, the two violated the rules of heaven. From now on, all the immortals and gods can be killed.

That's how they became sinners.

But from beginning to end, they did nothing wrong.

It's just getting married to the one you love.

The author has something to say: It’s been a long time since the second and the first

☆, never sleep ([-])

I don't know how many years have passed since he was expelled from Shaolin, his once bald head is now covered with waist-length hair, and he has also changed from a teenager to a middle-aged man.It's just that Nan Hui has always been that young and attractive.

Ling Shi didn't know where the angle of view changed, he only saw Huai Hu running away with Nan Hui, and the pursuers were not far behind.They fled for a few days, and now neither of them dared to settle in crowded places. In the end, they could only escape to the deep mountains and spend their days in a cave.

Nanhui is about to give birth, so Huaihu has no choice but to deliver the baby for his wife according to the method he heard before.In the dark cave, the floor was covered with firewood, and Nan Hui couldn't support a human body, so he could only change back into the form of a fox, and then, in a bright red, gave birth to a son.The child was born in the shape of a fox, without any human form. He hugged the young life, smiled, and said to himself: "This child is ugly."

It has been more than a year, and the little fox is still a few months old, unable to change form, and does not have the intelligence of an adult. He is like an ordinary little fox, even worse than an ordinary fox.At least, ordinary foxes, at this age, are already able to hunt and take care of themselves.The little fox is like a forever child, unable to give any relief to the couple who have defied the laws of nature.

I don't know how many years have passed, Huai Hu's hair is a little gray, and Nan Hui is sitting in a bamboo house washing clothes with her belly upright.He sat in the rocking chair, watching the disfigured children play.

That child was just late in development. Before he was two years old, he was just an ignorant little fox. After he was two years old, he seemed to suddenly become wise. He turned into a young child overnight, and was smarter than human children of the same age.He is like a moso bamboo buried in the soil, which took root for many years and then grew vigorously, far surpassing all ordinary people