Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 38 Saving people without distinction

It has long passed the Chou hour. At this hour, the moon is tilted to the west, its light has faded, and it is still in the dead of night. It is often the lowest temperature and darkest time of the day.

This was also the time when Jiu Xiaohan was the most awake and her visual abilities were the most superior to ordinary people. However, she could not reveal the slightest bit in front of the fifth senior brother Wu Yu.

Looking again, Liang Ziyu on the other side of her had unconsciously turned his head and nestled on her shoulder, looking drowsy.

Regarding this, Jiu Xiaohan still had a doubt in his heart:

According to common sense, shouldn't the most active schedule of wolves begin in the latter half of the night?

However, relying on this "wild mountain black wolf cub" who was half asleep, at this time, he actually fell asleep without any worries!

"Eh? Brother Jinwen, what are you reading?"

Jiu Xiaohan turned around, tried to keep his voice as low as possible, and asked.

She guessed that it was probably because of what the fifth senior brother was chanting that he urged Liang Ziyu to fall asleep quickly.

"Oh... what I have been reading just now is the eulogy that Brother Si wrote for his late friend before he was alive!"

Hearing "Qiu Bunuan" on the side suddenly ask softly, Yu Jinwen also answered in a whisper.

"Okay! If my dear brother hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten it! Soon, at dawn, we will have to walk on a snowy mountain road for dozens of miles!"

And, next, the most important thing is, isn’t it that those who are still alive must continue to live, not only live well, but also live better than before?

As long as, once you become a "demon hunting guard" appointed by the king of the famous imperial capital, your life will no longer belong to you.

Most of the demon hunting guards fight to the last moment of their lives, and they will never bow to or compromise with those "remnants of the demon clan".

"Brother Jinwen, can you let me see the wounds on your body?"

Just listen, he huddled aside, humming to himself, and reluctantly withdrew from the position between the two:

"Then...that's different! We have a life-long friendship! You've only known him for a few hours?!"

Immediately afterwards, a long whistle sounded, from far to near. Soon, it penetrated the snow forest of this nameless valley and reached the ears of the three of them.

Wu Weizi hoped that for the rest of her life, Jiu Xiaohan would be like a "hermit crab", always nestled in the "protective shell" that he had personally laid for her.

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Things in the world are impermanent, and death is the last practice that everyone must face and experience.

"Can you teach me?"

It's a pity that she couldn't afford it due to serious illness, and due to a moment of negligence, she secretly broke through the boundary and escaped from Qingxin Mountain.

"hehe……"

On the contrary, when he watched with helpless eyes, Lan Jingchu turned into a blood-red blue flower after receiving an arrow from himself, and fell into the Wangchuan Stream with hatred. Only then did he realize that in Bahuang Liuhe, heaven and earth,

In between, the feeling that made him grief-stricken and heartbroken even more than death.

——This is the feedback response from Senior Brother Wu Zheng to Fifth Senior Brother.

He ran to the other side of the fire in a depressed manner, staring at the movement around him alone. His eyes seemed to have never moved half an inch away from Jiu Xiaohan and Yu Jinwen for a moment.

"Ziyu, you happened to be awake too! I was just about to spare some time to check on Brother Jinwen for his injuries?"

However, as Liang Ziyu, he also made up his identity and background in order to deceive Jiu Xiaohan. He was picked up by Jiu Xiaohan as a "wolf boy" to be his road companion. What does he want personally?

If Jiu Xiaohan hadn't taken it quickly with his eyes and hands, he would have only taken a few bites of the half of the crispy biscuit that he had been holding lightly in his hand when he fell asleep, and it was almost gone.

Liangziyu fell to the ground from his palms.

Jiu Xiaohan was not mentally prepared for the possibility of her master becoming immortal. She had already thought about it: once her master really left this time, she would definitely be buried with him and would never survive alone.

There are thousands of disciples and lay practitioners in the entire Qingxin Temple, but she is the only one who is allowed to skip classes at will without being subject to any constraints such as homework and sign-in systems.

Jiu Xiaohan held the mouthful of pancake with one hand, straightened it up with the other hand and turned his head to approach Liang Ziyu, who still wanted to continue dreaming.

However, "Wolf Boy" Liang Ziyu has a completely different understanding and treatment of death:

As Li Wu, he would never let himself leave the human world in vain in this life. He wanted to find Lan Jingchu and renew his relationship with her.

In my dark wolf den, I picked up a "wolf cub" little brother for nothing.

What's going on? Is it possible that now, in this deep mountain and old forest, I still have to recognize another "guard" brother for nothing?!

Even if the other party doesn't know that you are a woman, you can't diagnose and treat the other party without any self-defence!

Is it true that no matter who she is towards, no matter what kind of cat or dog she is, she has such great love?

Could this girl be planning to open a medical clinic in Nghe An County and become a doctor in the future?!

"I'm stuffed!"

After all, she has never participated in a rigorous training group of "quasi-hunting guards"; her skills have always been passed down by Master Wuweizi or learned by herself.

However, because Jiu Xiaohan was born with an eye disease, her work and rest can be arranged according to her own situation.

That white light seemed to have exploded into a new light in his eyes.

Wuyu came to his senses and responded.

It was only in this life, after the war god Liwu was reincarnated as a human, and after the death of the concubine Huanyi who had given birth to Huangfu Yi for seventeen years, that he fully understood this "law of survival" of the human race.

When there is light in the day, Jiu Xiaohan will definitely be able to remember all the contents of many things or books in his heart as long as the Seventeenth Junior Brother tells them once, reads them once, and listens to them once.

——This is the common understanding that has been implemented in their whole body, bones and blood from the first day they became "Bounty Hunting Guards".

The same is true for gods who are almost omnipotent, not to mention ordinary people who are often unable to change their destiny.

When it comes to "death", most of them have a natural fear that is difficult for the immortals to believe and understand; moreover, most of them find it difficult to completely free themselves from the grief of the death of their deceased friends immediately.

Some people may even find it difficult to get rid of the dark and depressing loneliness for the rest of their lives because they are unable to let go of their unrequited resentment, and end up alone and depressed.

Jiu Xiaohan studied seriously; Liang Ziyu, with his eyes closed, listened attentively.

They both acted cautiously, as if they were afraid of waking up the person next to them who had just fallen asleep, and the person who had just slept underground.

Before he finished speaking, Jiu Xiaohan had already turned around, towards the fifth senior brother, and took the initiative to ask for his injuries to be examined:

Probably, Jiu Xiaohan is the only one who has no personal experience with this business that can only live in the shadows of others.

His whole person seemed to be filled with fresh energy ready to fight.

Maybe, maybe, when, even Wu Yu himself might die without knowing it, or suddenly and unexpectedly.

What she said was so true that Liang Ziyu was speechless.

In the snowy night, my eyes are blurred, and I cry alone in front of the wind;

Missing each other will last forever, if there is no time to return, who will express condolences?

As winter comes and spring passes, there is silence and sorrow, but the demons compete with the gods.

Ouch, it was so dangerous, he was almost talking nonsense again. It seems that the title "Sister Xiaohan" became more and more popular for Liang Ziyu.

Humph! What a silly girl!

Among these "bounty hunting guards", who can live for five hundred years like Master Wu Weizi, enough to transcend the ways of life and death, truly be proud of the world to the end, and dominate the world?

Liang Ziyu woke up when he heard the sound, but suddenly said something that made Jiu Xiaohan and Yu Jinwen couldn't help laughing:

While Liang Ziyu was thinking wildly, Jiu Xiaohan was already checking all the injuries on the fifth senior brother's body.

"I'm sorry, little... Brother An Nuan!"

As Huangfu Yi, he would never let himself spend the rest of his life in vain. He would work hard, recharge his batteries, and one day complete his revenge plan.

After waiting for almost three hours, Wu Yu finally arrived...

The eulogy that Fifth Brother Wu Yu just read contains the helpless heartache and tragedy of being a "bounty hunting guard" in every word. It is indeed heart-pounding and sincere.

"Ziyu, you are a man too! Have you forgotten that I have healed your injuries before? What's more, what's the harm in men checking each other's injuries?"

Everyone has their own worries.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why human beings have a short lifespan and are always filled with all kinds of regrets and lamentations.

Therefore, at this moment, Liang Ziyu has nothing in particular that he wants; if he has to say one thing, then, I am afraid, it is that he only hopes that Jiu Xiaohan can do well.

Liang Ziyu thought:

That's not possible. He must take good care of her. First, he must cure her "bad habit" of saving people regardless of their identity!

However, Jiu Xiaohan did not want to be like other disciples who were close to their masters. Apart from taking care of their food and daily life, they were still helpless against the increasingly serious evil poison.

"Of course. I'll read it to you slowly."

However, when Yu Jinwen was about to take off his clothes to Jiu Xiaohan, Liang Ziyu, who was behind Jiu Xiaohan, stepped forward and quickly stopped him between Jiu Xiaohan and Yu Jinwen:

"Hey, wait, wait! Little...Brother An Nuan! Yu Jinwen, he...he..."

As a result, he followed his second brother Wu Ci and his third brother Wu Si and "went away". He could only lie alone under a pile of grave soil and quietly listen to others chanting and singing this mourning song for him.

Wu Yu was naturally very happy. So he whispered again and recited silently:

The earth has not dried yet for my deceased brother, and my brother’s journey is also mixed with life and death.

Of course Jiu Xiaohan knew what Liang Ziyu was worried about. She smiled at Liang Ziyu and answered him comfortingly:

Liang Ziyu bit a thin piece of hay in his mouth, and his heart felt as if it was covered with hay, frizzy.

When a person dies, he cannot be resurrected; when a person dies, he is buried. If things go on like this, he will rest in peace in his grave and die as soon as possible; he will either enter reincarnation or his soul will disappear.

Liang Ziyu had no choice but to retreat quietly a few steps away, leaving enough space for the two of them to heal their wounds alone.

Rather than saying that his name was given to him by Jiu Xiaohan, it would be better to say that even his existence was given to him by Jiu Xiaohan!

In other words, without the appearance of Jiu Xiaohan, there would not be any Liangziyu in this world!

She was just thinking about when she would be able to fully utilize her talents and release her unique power, so as to repay her master for the deep love he had taught her over the past twenty years.

Seeing Jiu Xiaohan carefully inspecting the minor injuries on Yu Jinwen's body that were not too serious, Liang Ziyu naturally felt very unhappy.

I saw Liang Ziyu's sleepy look. In a panic, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the remaining cake crumbs on both sides of his mouth.

"He what?"

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At this time, in the black night sky far to the north, a white light that was enough to split the sky suddenly lit up.

She stretched her slender fingertips to the corners of Liang Ziyu's mouth, rubbed them gently back and forth twice, and continued to say with a smile:

"I slept so soundly, my saliva was dripping on my shoulders!"

Most of the disciples of Qingxin Guan, since they became disciples of Wuweizi, have a clear idea in their hearts:

Hearing what she said, Liang Ziyu quickly stretched out his hands and hurriedly wiped the stains on the shoulders of Jiu Xiaohan's Taoist robe, and smiled sheepishly:

Over the years, due to eye diseases, Jiu Xiaohan gradually learned a method that allows him to never forget things in his daily life while practicing Qingxin Guan.

Even though, for hundreds of thousands of years, He was once the most invincible immortal in the Heavenly Palace and Immortal Realm;

Even in the final fierce battle between him and the old demon king Rong Xiao more than five hundred years ago, he could not completely become immortal, completely pass away, and pass away.

Even though some moonlight came through, it was now reflected by the red light of the flames, making the extremely quiet depths of the forest look even more pitch black and filled with treacherous shadows.

A mountain of orders!

However, she couldn't let Wu Yu, the fifth senior brother, see it, so she asked him to recite it a few more times.

Even the most frail and sickly Seventeenth Junior Brother, after having breakfast and dinner every day, he has to go to morning and evening classes on time.

"He, he is a grown man who has passed his thirties?!"

"I know you're full, so you can't waste food, right?!"

She can basically determine:

His scars did not come from human struggles; rather, they seemed to come from some kind of giant monster that had become a spirit.

Judging from the shape of the many open wounds, it should be the kind of terrifying giant python with many fangs.

Although Jiu Xiaohan had never hunted such a beast, she had witnessed it with her own eyes when she was watching Qingxin. Some of her senior brothers had brought back a similar behemoth.

At that time, that monster was quite ferocious and vicious...

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