Chapter 41
Lu LiXiao’s eyes were quiet and light. He scratched Zhou ziruo’s hairy chin with his index finger. This act of teasing the cat angered Zhou ziruo and chewed his fingers. Lu LiXiao skilfully dodges, Zhou ziruo approaches, he dodges again, Zhou ziruo gnaws again.
So tease several times, Zhou ziruo gave up, at this time Lu LiXiao actively put his finger to his mouth, low voice way: “contain good.”
If Zhou ziruo bit it impolitely, he didn’t use much force. He just grinded his skin with his teeth. He raised his eyes to demonstrate to Lu LiXiao, but he saw that Lu LiXiao was looking at his eyes, lazy and deep. In an instant, his heart jumped up inexplicably, and his tongue touched Lu LiXiao’s finger. Suddenly, it was like there was a blood vessel connecting to his heart, which conveyed his heart beat in the past.
“Very good…” Lu LiXiao whispered.
These two words flowed into Zhou ziruo’s ears like magma, which made his whole body hot and numb. As soon as the blood was hot, his tongue would entangle Lu LiXiao’s fingers and lick them.
Lu LiXiao raised his lips slightly and seemed very satisfied with the fox’s reaction.
Zhou ziruo suddenly wakes up, spits out Lu LiXiao’s fingers, buries his head, and is ashamed to look at him again.
How unruly! The male master is too special. He has no integrity! Tempt a fox!! Even he was taken with no integrity!!
Lu LiXiao didn’t do anything more to strike Zhou ziruo. He took back his pillow behind his head and continued to look up at the beam of the house.
When the Chaifang was silent, Zhou ziruo shrank in the turtle shell for a while. He couldn’t help but look up secretly. From Lu LiXiao’s calm look, he saw something he didn’t understand.
In one day, he fell from the most respected disciple of Qingyang mountain to the suspect of defection. Even though Lu LiXiao has always been as stable as Mount Tai, he must not be too happy now.
Zhou ziruo was a little worried about him. He arched his chin with his hairy head. Lu LiXiao looked down at him. Zhou ziruo stood up and said, “why did the leader think you killed the elder martial brother?”
Originally, everyone believed Lu LiXiao’s explanation, but after Ouyang Yi examined Feng Jing’s head, leader Qiu’s attitude changed completely. There must be something strange in it.
Lu LiXiao didn’t understand, “because of the wound. The wound on elder martial brother’s neck is caused by my sword
“Wound?”
Zhou ziruo witnessed Feng Jing beheaded by the black cloak man with a big knife. What does it have to do with Lu LiXiao’s broken sword? Besides, even if the headmaster didn’t know about it, when they found out Lu LiXiao’s situation tonight, most people thought it was the murderer who cut Feng Jing’s head with his sword!
Lu LiXiao seemed to know what Zhou ziruo was thinking and said, “I’m the only one in the world who can use this broken sword.”
Zhou ziruo didn’t quite understand what he meant.
Lu LiXiao explained: “after a special ceremony, the magic weapon can only be used by the master. It is a magic weapon handed down to me by my father. In this world, I am the only one who can drive this broken sword. Do you understand? ”
If Zhou ziruo nodded his head, the magic weapon recognized the master. He knew that fantasy novels were not for nothing, but the magic weapon recognized the master could only be used by the master. It was the wonderful flower of the game.
Now a new problem has emerged –
“I saw with my own eyes that Feng Jing was beheaded with a knife by the black cloaked man. How could he be with your sword Does it matter? ”
Lu LiXiao squinted, thought, and shook his head, “I don’t know. It’s always in my hands, and I can make sure that no one has a chance to take it. ”
If Zhou ziruo’s mind is right, of course, you can’t leave that broken sword at any time. You can even sleep with it. Who has a chance to take it? Besides, it doesn’t work to take it away.
“Elder martial brother’s case has no clue. Let’s put it down for a while. When younger martial brother Leng comes tomorrow, we’ll start with the old case 30 years ago. ” Lu LiXiao said.
If Zhou ziruo lies down and goes back, Lu LiXiao covers his back with his palm and caresses the fluff on his back. Zhou ziruo fights with his eyelids and falls asleep soon.
In the afternoon of the next day, Zhou ziruo was lying on Lu LiXiao’s chest, yawning and opening his eyes. He saw that Lu LiXiao was awake and happened to look down.
I don’t know why, this scene of waking up and seeing each other makes Zhou ziruo feel very warm. He goes to rub Lu LiXiao’s jaw with his hairy face. Lu LiXiao slightly pulled his lips and lifted him up to kiss the corners of his eyes.
The warm air made Zhou ziruo tremble a little. He twisted his body on his hand to escape. He thought that Lu LiXiao could kiss a fox, and he was not afraid of being choked by his hair
When the door of the Chaifang is knocked, the honest man of the farmer’s family stands outside and asks Lu LiXiao if he needs to eat. Although Lu LiXiao said last night that he didn’t need to have breakfast, now lunch is over.
Lu LiXiao thanks the man and asks him if the food is enough. The man only says that he is hungry, so he goes back with “you” and brings a big basket of rich food. The woman of the farmer’s family specially cooks a pot of soup.
Lu LiXiao closes the door of the firewood room and sits with Zhou ziruo on a pile of straw to enjoy the natural and pollution-free farm food. After he is full of wine and food, Zhou ziruo falls on the straw and burps. Lu LiXiao puts the plate into the basket and hands it to the man who comes to collect things. He comes back and rubs his round belly and squeezes the ox between his legs curiously.Zhou ziruo got up quickly and rolled down from the straw. “What are you doing?”
Lu LiXiao ignored him and went to the window. A bright bird stopped on the windowsill. Lu LiXiao fed it two grains piled up in the firewood house. The bird rubbed his fingers with soft down hair. His wings shook off a strange gray feather and then flew away.
“What kind of hair is this?” Zhou ziruo asked, and then he saw the feather turned into a note in Lu LiXiao’s hand.
Lu LiXiao looked at it and said, “brother Leng is waiting for us in the town. Do you need a rest? If you don’t have to, let’s go now. ”
Duan Peng’s hometown is in a small mountain village not too far away from Qingyang mountain. The village grows rice, and the whole village depends on rice to support its people, so it is named Daohe village.
Two days later, the carriage came to the hillside nearest to Daohe village in the morning of the third day. Starting from here, the rugged mountain road is no longer suitable for vehicles. The carriage stopped against the mountain wall. Zhou ziruo jumped out of the curtain and got out of the car. As soon as his four legs fell to the ground, he was grabbed by the back neck and lifted up.
Lu LiXiao paid the coachman’s money, and the coachman drove the carriage back. Cold Mo unfolded the map to see, said: “along the mountain road turned to the side of the mountain, and then walk for half a day.”
“Try to arrive before night, so that the villagers are not too wary.” Lu LiXiao fiddles with Zhou ziruo’s tail.
Both of them are disciples of the immortal family. Their physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people. It’s no surprise to take a few steps to the mountain. Zhou ziruo is a fox held by Lu LiXiao. He doesn’t have to walk by himself, let alone tired. However, some people are not relaxed.
“I said Mo, Mo, great Xia Lu, shall we have a rest? ”
Breathless Mu Qi Jun one hand to support the knee, one hand to wipe the hot sweat proposal of the jaw, the front two people turn around, cold Mo to “Mo” this title can’t help but frown.
At noon, the red sun shines on the top. With ordinary people’s physical strength, it’s really hard to climb the mountain for a whole morning and then drive on in the sun.
There is an old crooked neck tree in front of us. Its trunk is tangled and thick, and its canopy is vigorous. It casts a large shadow on the ground. Lu LiXiao then said, “go and have a rest under the tree.”
Three people and a fox are sitting in the shade of a tree. Lu LiXiao turns on the water bag to feed Zhou ziruo. Zhou ziruo drinks the water bag with his two claws. His eyes float to the side. He sees Mu Qijun give his water bag to Lengmo like a treasure. Lengmo coldly refuses.
This old tree is at least several hundred years old. Not to mention the trunk surrounded by more than ten people, the root turned up can cover the people sitting under the tree.
Muqi Jun quenched his thirst and still felt hot and dry. He fanned the wind and walked around. After a few steps, he was blocked by the root of the tree. When Zhou ziruo had enough to drink, he pushed open the water bag. Lu LiXiao took the small watermelon he bought from the outlet, cut it into large pieces for him to chew, and then sent the spout to his mouth to drink.
“Martial uncle Duan Peng is the only son of his family. He was a disciple of his father when he traveled through Daohe village. He didn’t know what the family would look like after the accident, and whether the two elders of the family could bear the blow… ” Cold Mo says.
Lu LiXiao said faintly, “Qingyang mountain is a place of hard work. Since the two elders agreed to let martial uncle Duan Peng follow his ancestors back to Qingyang mountain, this son is no different from his death.”
Lengmo said: “even so, if martial uncle Duan Peng is alive, he will always have a chance to go home to see the two elders As for today’s such a broken family, heaven and man are separated forever. ”
Zhou ziruo knew later when Lu LiXiao patted Lengmo on the shoulder. The beautiful boy probably thought of his dead parents. If he was a man now, he would have to comfort him. However, when he regained his animal shape, he had no choice but to eat melon quietly.
The atmosphere became a little heavy. Lu LiXiao and Lengmo were both Muggles. Zhou ziruo couldn’t speak in front of Lengmo. In the silence, Muqi Jun’s scream suddenly shattered the air: “ghost
Lu LiXiao and Lengmo immediately get up and go around the tall roots to the other side of the tree. Muqi Jun sits on the ground and points to the old tree’s hole with shaking hands. There is a “female ghost” in the tree cave. She is trying to stretch out her pale and thin hand to buckle into the ground and try to climb out!
This is more exciting than the scene of Zhenzi crawling out of the TV in the middle of the night!
Zhou ziruo was so scared that all the melons in his hand fell off.
The author has something to say: it’s over at three o’clock ~