Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 7 Stupid little nun (2)

Jiu Xiaohan, who narrowly escaped from the cave, did not expect that she would suddenly fall unconscious on the snow that was thick enough to bury her.

After she fainted again, she once again fell into the recurring nightmare about the "Forgotten River Stream", and she never woke up.

As for how her hands and feet were tied up by the "fairy rope", and how she ended up being tied up in the black wolf cave with the seriously injured boy from the "black wolf cub", she had no idea!

She just remembered that in that recurring dream that she was all too familiar with, she was holding the ancient divine sword named "Chun Yu", standing on the top of the Wangchuan Stream, and commanding the three realms and seven realms with a heroic appearance.

The clan’s momentum is arrogant and intimidating to all directions...

However, after that, she was nauseated again by the same fishy smell that reappeared many times, and it woke her up again...

Wait a moment!

Even when she tried to open her eyes, she still couldn't.

It seems that the consciousness has awakened, but the whole body has not fully awakened.

Another question is: Where is the blue checkered baggage that I carried with me when I went out for sightseeing and came down the mountain?

"It's broken! Something's wrong, something's wrong... Something is wrong!"

Jiu Xiaohan subconsciously reached out and touched his back. Sure enough, there was nothing!

Suddenly, her heart trembled, she was a little startled, and her whole head was buzzing.

Moreover, she also found that other parts of her body could not move, as if they were bound by that "magic rope" again:

"Could it be that I bumped into some inexplicable evil object and fell into the nightmare fantasy of an unchanging and endless cycle of escape?"

"Master... Master, Xiao Shisan has found the first precious medicinal material mentioned in the sutra..."

However, in order for the master who has raised him for twenty years to secretly break through the boundary this time and go down the mountain to find medicine, Jiu Xiaohan is naturally bound to do it!

After all, he and this female rat spirit were strangers, and he probably had never met her before.

Her eyes were closed tightly, and the expression on her face gradually changed from a frown at the beginning to a little relaxed, and gradually she smiled, her lips opened and closed, and she seemed to be mumbling incessantly between breaths.

What:

"Black Wolf forehead hair! Master, look, little Thirteen has got seven Black Wolf forehead hairs!"

Afterwards, she sniffed the collar, wrists and armpits of her robe vigorously, but she did not find any special smell.

Having said that, this is also an extremely legendary story.

I saw this female rat spirit clinging tightly to one of Jiu Xiaohan's calves.

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And, outside the gate of Qingxin Temple and under Qingxin Mountain, what kind of world is there?

Because it smelled the fragrance of Jiu Xiaohan who had just walked out of the door, it came up with the last resort of "clutching the thigh to ask for food".

"What...what do you mean?"

But, how can it be sure that Jiu Xiaohan must be a kind-hearted and philanthropic master?

If by accident, it encounters a person with a bad temper and a hatred for monsters, I am afraid that its life would have been in danger by now!

"Shh!"

She was so cautious because she was afraid of waking up her master, who had rarely had a solid night's sleep. She was even more worried that her every move would wake up other brothers and sisters who were already resting in the backyard room.

Qingxin Mountain Peak.

Only then did Jiu Xiaohan discover that it turned out to be a "pregnant woman" with a big belly and about to give birth - to say the least, it had not only given birth to ten babies, but also seven or eight.

"For the sake of these children who are about to be born, please do not do anything wrong in the future; otherwise, if I find out, I will not spare you!"

Faintly, from far to near, there was a rustling sound of footsteps coming from the backyard corridor.

Jiu Xiaohan thought for a moment, then smelled his surroundings again, and then he realized that he was relieved.

Master Wuweizi often taught his disciples, saying:

Those who are cultivators of Taoism should take it as their duty to kill demons and eliminate demons; however, they must not go on a killing spree and kill innocent people indiscriminately. Demons and demons commit evil, but their crimes often do not lead to death.

No wonder, just now, she had always felt that its body was really too big. Even among male rats that had been practicing for many years and became sperms, it was rare to see anyone larger than its size.

During the twenty years she had lived there, no matter how Jiu Xiaohan received the infinite, even bottomless, love and protection given to her by Master Wuweizi, the gang worked hard all day to hunt monsters.

There seems to be no doubt in the eyes of the brothers who conquered demons and caught monsters.

Jiu Xiaohan frowned slightly and thought to himself, while looking down at it curiously.

Just when she was about to pull out the "Pure Sword" soft sword given to her by her master, she saw that the female mouse spirit raised her head and widened her eyes and quickly opened her claws.

her legs.

Every corner is as quiet as death.

Therefore, rather than saying that the "Classic of Divine Herbs and Medicines" is a treasure of tranquillity, it would be more appropriate to say that it is the foundation of salvation.

Sure enough, the inside and outside of this pure mind view are separated by a door, but they are like two realms.

Hearing the faint words mumbling in her nightmare, "Wolf Boy" snorted coldly, and felt a knot in his heart. He struggled with himself and said secretly:

"You girl, you used a sword to kill the most powerful 'black-headed wolf' that has been fed by my heart, blood and flesh for many years. Don't tell me! And..."

correct!

The young author is writing vigorously,

For the rest of her life, she has nothing to ask for: if the master is here, she will live well; if the master dies, she will accompany him well.

"And, unexpectedly, I threw out two homemade black egg balls as big as sesame seeds and blew up the wolf's nest cave that I carefully selected!..."

Zuo Zuo said that twenty years ago, his life was saved by his master; if such a day comes, he has exhausted all his abilities and failed to save his master, so he has no choice but to use his own life to pay tribute to the dead master. This is also

This was her last act of filial piety and kindness.

In fact, just thinking about it with his toes, Jiu Xiaohan knew clearly in his heart: the world outside of the Qingxin Concept must be extremely dangerous for him!

"You just said that it was the smell of my body that attracted you here?"

However, it bent its hind legs, retracted its tail, and maintained its sitting position, still squatting at Jiu Xiaohan's feet. Its two front paws were folded together respectfully, as if begging for mercy...

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When his hands fell, he took advantage of the situation and tightened the small blue plaid coarse cloth bag slung over his shoulders.

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It's late autumn and winter is over, and the night is as cold as water. The blue branches are resistant to the bitter cold, and the single tree is prone to reincarnation.

Then, she bent her knees, knelt down silently, and kowtowed three times in a row towards the closed door of the quiet room - without any sound.

After hearing what she said, knowing that she had understood his intention, the female mouse spirit nodded repeatedly, looking somewhat surprised and excited.

"Do you know that it is the only place where I can hide and live my life? There is no 'home' for me?"

In addition, the most important thing is that it also records with pictures and texts the ninety-nine and eighty-one rare medicines and treasures that can save the life of Master Wu Weizi.

However, I really can’t lose the precious things inside my baggage!

In this way, Jiu Xiaohan felt very strange.

That is the "treasure of the Qingxin Guan sect" that has been in existence for 500 years, and there is no "one" - "The Classic of Divine Herbs and Medicines".

Jiu Xiaohan was puzzled without knowing the truth.

Presumably, its general meaning is that there is a talisman blocking the door of Qingxin Temple, so it cannot enter, but it is really hungry at this time.

Jiu Xiaohan gently stretched out his two slender white jade palms and straightened the hair that was tied high on top of his head and looked very neat.

Therefore, she has never been afraid of the darkness; she even often enjoys facing the darkness alone, especially when she can help others in the dark.

Jiu Xiaohan had already thought about this before going out to visit:

Looking at the mouse spirit with a somewhat pitiful look in its eyes, Jiu Xiaohan knelt down and tiptoed it down the dozen or so steps below.

As if she understood Jiu Xiaohan's thoughts, the female mouse spirit straightened her back and pointed at her belly.

Among all the brothers, my sense of smell can be regarded as the most sensitive; moreover, there is no "one" in Qingxin Guan, almost no one can match it.

So, she tore out half a piece of dry biscuit from the blue plaid bag behind her and handed it to the female mouse spirit. She lowered her voice again and whispered:

If, by misfortune, the master did not escape this disaster, and just "walked away" with regret despite having the world in mind and holding a great responsibility, she would definitely bury herself and the master together without hesitation.

In an instant, the entire courtyard slowly became quiet again.

Twelve hours ago.

Even in his own nightmare and when he fainted, Jiu Xiaohan still did not forget to announce the good news to his master Wuweizi through the air.

Just when she thought of this, suddenly, a female rat spirit more than two feet long passed in front of her.

Although he was not familiar with the road down the mountain, Jiu Xiaohan had a pair of naturally clear blue eyes and could always see things clearly in the dark that others could not see clearly.

She was still worried that even a few squeaks of mice might wake up her master and fellow apprentices who were sleeping soundly in Qingxin Temple.

Facing the unseen reality, Jiu Xiaohan felt that if he was not afraid, he would naturally speak.

Moreover, she still needs to practice for nine more days in the cauldron and nine turns of the Qingxin Furnace in the temple to make the so-called "Hundred Days and Nine Suns Heavenly Power Resurrection Pill", and use Wugen's Pill when it is yang, moon, yang, sun yang. Only by feeding Master with water can he be saved...

The female mouse holding the big pancake covered her whole body and hid behind the tree. She kept watching Jiu Xiaohan's back until she disappeared. Then she took a few bites of the pancake with peace of mind, and then held it in her mouth.

Most of the remaining ones staggered away in the direction of their nests with a big belly and some difficulty.

"When you wake up, I will settle this account with you!"

Watch with a pure mind.

After saying that, Jiu Xiaohan waved his hand towards it and walked away behind it.

Jiu Xiaohan raised his index finger and pressed it on his lips, signaling the female rat spirit to stop talking and stay quiet.

She had just extracted twelve words incisively and vividly from the past vivid personal experiences and earnest repeated warnings of her master and fellow apprentices:

"The monsters under the mountain are rampant and extremely dangerous..."

However, just in case, Jiu Xiaohan had no choice but to put his hand to his waist.

There are countless disciples of the Qingsheng Sect. Except for the thirteenth disciple Jiu Xiaohan and the seventeenth disciple Wuyan, all the others follow their master Wuweizi and practice the method of killing demons. However, the treasure of Zhen Guan is a half-volume fragment.

The medicine to save people, cure demons and ascend to immortality.

Because, among them all, Jiu Xiaohan is so unique and unique, both irreplaceable and indispensable.

Then she saw that the female rat spirit stretched out a front paw towards her, then pointed at the Qingxinguan doorpost and the talismans on the beams, squeaking in her pointed little mouth, as if mumbling.

He mumbled something in rat language.

Jiu Xiaohan originally thought that he could get rid of the opponent's entanglement by gently flicking his feet twice, but he didn't get there first, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he shook it.

However, after observing it carefully for a while, she realized that this female rat spirit did not seem to be deliberately deceiving herself in order to survive. She could only look at it again with a confused look on her face...

But, each of these three blows, her forehead actually hit the ground. Just silently. Like a string of tears that just fell on the ground, real and silent.

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In an instant, a gray figure wearing a linen short collar and casual Taoist robe stopped in front of the quiet room of "Hunting Guard Taoist" Wu Weizi.

However, as soon as I walked out of the gate, I bumped into a pregnant rat spirit running with the ball. Judging from the luck, it didn't seem to be a good sign!

However, on the contrary, if it is sunny and daytime, it will not be conducive to Jiu Xiaohan's daily activities.

In the eyes of others, the mountain and forest environment at this hour was extremely eerie and frightening, but to Jiu Xiaohan, it was quiet, comfortable and very transparent.

"What do you smell like? How come I've never smelled it before?!"

This is also her only mission to break the rules and escape from the mountain. It is also her only motivation to survive in the future.

Then, she quickly wiped away the tears on her left and right cheeks, lowered her head and turned away.

If you look closely, you will see that this figure has the strong and unrestrained appearance of a man, as well as the agile and graceful appearance of a woman.

When she reached a position where she felt relatively safe, she asked it very softly:

This is the reason why Jiu Xiaohan chooses to travel at night.

Looking at it, this big rat spirit didn't seem to have any intention of sneak attack or attacking him.

This was Jiu Xiaohan's first time in her life, and it was also her first time to break the barrier secretly without authorization - that layer, the master used all his cultivation and magic power to specially lay a "protective film" for her.

However, she was really worried about this.

However, as long as the master is still alive, Jiu Xiaohan must bring all the rare medicines and treasures recorded in the half volume of the "Sacred Herbs and Medicines" back to Qingxin within the next hundred days.

View.

The whole journey was silent, as if she had slipped out of the mountain gate in the blink of an eye.

The head was very huge, and against the backdrop of its slightly bloated body, its bat-shaped flexible pointed-faced head actually seemed a little too small.

This made Jiu Xiaohan feel a little weird.

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