The fox rolled up his sleeves angrily, and stepped forward with a hammer, and the rabbit was stunned.

Divination beads: "Don't-"

The fox shook his hand and it was a cloud of mud on his face......

Bu Zhuzhu silently reached out and patted off the mud, his long sleeves blocked his eyes, and he didn't look at the fox doing something to Tutu.

He violently snatched all the herbs from the rabbit's mouth and paws.

The big rabbit was beaten to tears and ran away crying.

Looking at the fragmented herbs, the fox shook in front of his eyes angrily and asked, "Which herb can cure you?"

Bu Zhuzhu frowned, his lips were white, and sweat was rising from the corners of his forehead, and he whispered: "Breathe you first-"

Before he finished speaking, he was glared back by the fox, who raised the herbs in his hand threateningly, stared at his eyes, and his voice was full of oppression: "One more word, and the deity will stuff all these things into your mouth." ”

After the threat, the abacus was obedient, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to one of the many weeds with bright red flowers.

The fox took out the herbs, threw the others aside, and stuffed them into the mouth of the divination bead without saying anything.

Bu Zhuzhu frowned helplessly and took the herb out of his mouth, then put it on his chest, and used his internal force to melt the herb, and the melted red herb slowly seeped into his body.

The face of the abacus is finally better, but it still doesn't look so good.

"Little Taoist, what can save your life?"

The fox looked at him for a while, then asked directly.

Bu Zhuzhu shook his head and whispered, "Don't worry, Poor Dao knows his body." ”

As he spoke, he found a few slightly intact herbs among the few remaining herbs in the grass garden, carefully placed them on his body, then turned around and said to the fox, "Let's go back first." ”

The fox didn't say anything and followed him away.

When he returned to the Taoist temple, Qiao Ziqian stood outside the door, looking at the ground without saying a word, his brows furrowed.

Looking at the somewhat different aura around him, Bu Zhuzhu was about to ask, but the fox covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Little Taoist, you go to the house and see where my little apple hurts, good." ”

Bu Zhuzhu's body trembled, nodded, and went into the house.

Qiao Ziqian raised his eyes to look at the fox, clasped his hands together, and slowly put them down, he said to the fox: "When she wakes up, I will take her away." ”

By implication, you don't have to think about anything.

The fox stepped over in two steps, stepped on the ground with black leather shoes, snorted coldly, and said to Qiao Ziqian: "I didn't tell you this." ”

Qiao Ziqian glanced at him with a little doubt, not understanding what he meant.

The fox quickly grabbed Qiao Ziqian's hand, and saw a trace of overflowing black liquid from his clenched fist, the liquid touched the fox's fingers, and the fox's hand instantly froze.

He let go of Qiao Ziqian, looked at his frostbitten little finger, and frowned, "What's the matter with you?"

"It's fine. You don't have to worry about it. ”

Qiao Ziqian withdrew his hand, put his left hand behind him, and his trembling fist restrained the black liquid from rising outward, but the liquid that accidentally overflowed was spilled on the ground, and a piece of soil under his feet was frozen.

The fox looked at Qiao Ziqian, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I'll take care of you?" Thinking too much, if something happens to you, I will take over the little apple. ”

Qiao Ziqian stared at the fox, reached out and grabbed the fox's collar, and said, "No way." Don't any of you try to take her. ”

The collar of the fox froze instantly, but Qiao Ziqian's palm no longer emitted black liquid, and he looked at the fox with cold eyes, with hidden anger in his eyes.

The fox reached out and patted Qiao Ziqian's shoulder and said, "So you have to live to stop me...... Let go of me, I will take off your clothes when I can't wear them. ”

Qiao Ziqian let go of the fox and looked at his left hand, which had returned to normal, his brows furrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The fox patted him on the shoulder, went into the house, and said, "You'd better keep your temper under control." Little Apple has forgotten everything, and forcing her to remember it won't be a good idea. ”

With that, he had already gone into the house.

Qiao Ziqian exhaled, looked at the gloomy sky, and sighed again.

In the room, Sang Apple fell asleep peacefully, and the abacus sitting opposite her sat in place in a daze, with an expression of some incredulity on her face.

The fox walked over and reached out and patted him on the head, and asked, "Little Taoist, are you nervous?"

Bu Zhuzhu came back to his senses and said, "It's normal to be poor. ”

Fox: "Then what are you doing in a daze?"

The abacus sighed and said, "I...... I'm just a little melancholy. ”

The fox came to Sang Apple's side, reached out and touched her forehead, but it was not hot, and he said, "What are you doing in a daze?

Bu Zhuzhu nodded and said, "There are no injuries on the body, it should be frightened, and I may sleep for two days." Qingyunguan is full of spiritual energy, ...... here"

The fox withdrew his hand, looked at him, and suddenly smiled, laughing like a spring wind, with a little peach blossom smell.

"Of course I know Little Apple isn't hurt, I'm asking you. ”

Bu Zhuzhu was stunned for a moment, blinked at a loss, and then whispered, "It's okay, I'll treat myself." ”

The fox nodded, didn't speak again, and returned his gaze to Sang Apple's face.

Looking at his eyes looking at Sang Apple, Bu Zhuzhu wanted to say something, but hesitated.

The fox said, "If there's a fart, let it go." ”

Bu Zhuzhu said in a low voice: "...... Looks like you care about her. ”

The fox rolled his eyes and said, "Naturally, you still have to look at it with your eyes?"

The fox reached out and gently touched Sang Apple's cheek, and the smile on his face was doting.

"She's everything. ”

Bu Zhuzhu nodded, smiled, and said, "Then you have to protect her well." ”

Fox: "That's nature, you're out of your head?"

Bu Zhuzhu stood up, dusted off his body, and said lightly: "Poor Dao went out first." ”

As he spoke, he walked out of the door, and when he went out, he accidentally bumped into the wooden door, and he stumbled, not counting the rent, and stood firm and went out again.

With this chattering appearance, the fox thought that something must be wrong with him.

Could it be that he was beaten stupid?

It's possible.

Although Sang Apple was not injured, she still did not wake up, the temperature in the mountain was very low, and the fox made a brazier for her with a fire she had made and put it at the head of the bed, and the room was instantly much warmer.

What made him feel amazing was that Qiao Ziqian didn't shout or left directly with the mulberry apple.

It seems that he is also very worried.

It's a good place to be, and it's good for everyone.

When night fell, the fox sneaked out of the house, and the figure disappeared to the ground, and under the moonlight, a vague figure flew up the wall and walked through the mountain, causing the fear of some beasts.

Eventually, he stopped at a high peak.

It was cold, but it didn't make a difference to him.

Under the moonlight, he found a bright flower from the other side, the blood-red petals made people unable to take their eyes off it, and the slowly falling snowflakes could not contaminate its surroundings at all.

"Looks like there's something here. ”

The fox smiled and reached out to pluck the flower, and in an instant, the flame in the palm of his hand enveloped the flower, and the flower remained intact in the flames.

After he got the flowers, he quickly left the place.

When the moon was at the top, he quietly returned to the Taoist temple.

He didn't go towards where Sang Apple lived, but came to the room next to him.

The lamp in the abacus room was still on, and the fox pushed the door open and saw the abacus sitting on the wooden bed meditating.

But looking at the sweat on his forehead, it is not pleasant.

"Little Taoist. ”

The fox reached out and gently poked the eyelashes of the abacus, secretly slandering himself, this kid's eyelashes are really thick and beautiful.

The abacus slowly opened his eyes, and at that moment, there seemed to be a star blooming in his eyes, and his black eyes were a little confused at first, and then he reacted that the fox was in front of him, and then retreated in a panic, his back against the wall, and said in a panic: "You...... Why are you here, ahem-"

In a panic, Bu Zhuzhu's breath was unstable, and he coughed directly, and a little blood was coughed up at the corner of his mouth.

The fox looked at him, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "You think I want to come? ”

After that, the fox threw the flower from the other side of the mountain in front of the abacus.

Looking at this fresh flower, Bu Zhuzhu was surprised: "How can you hold this ......?"

The fox sat on a stool beside him, looked at him, and raised his voice: "Is the deity an ordinary person?"

Bu Zhuzhu shook his head, sincere and honest: "No. ”

The fox smiled with satisfaction, pointed to the other side of the flower, and said, "Eat it." ”

Fortune Beads: "......"

Well, you can't eat this thing directly.

Without the maintenance of the flame, the flower on the other side is about to turn into a puddle of snow, but fortunately, it is not all wasted, and some petals still heal the injuries of the abacus beads.

The wounds on his back are healing, and the fire in his body is bubbling out, and one is being snuffed out by the fox.

After all the eleven dark fires were forced out of his body, Bu Zhuzhu let out a long sigh of relief.

The fox finished the flames, clapped his hands, and said, "Well, I can't die now." ”

Bu Zhuzhu: "Thank you—"

The fox stretched out his hand and said, "No, I just don't want to owe anyone anything! ”

Bu Zhuzhu was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and his voice became soft: "Thank you." ”

"Come on, fend for yourself. The deity is going to rest. ”

The fox stood up and walked outside.

Looking at the shadow of the figure outside the door gradually fading away, he slowly sat down, ready to meditate again.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little hot on his chest, not counting the rent to untie his clothes, he saw a red lotus flower blooming on his chest, and after a long time, the petals of the lotus flower opened a little, but it was not completely opened.

The abacus reached out and touched the lotus mark on her chest, but she didn't feel anything.

At this time, the jade pendant that he had placed next to his pillow that had never left his body suddenly felt a little strange, a little red light flashed, and immediately disappeared again.

He picked up the jade pendant and suddenly thought of what Master had said to him before he died.

"The calamity of life corresponds to the calamity of death, and if you can't survive it, death will come. This is the greatest calamity on your path to monasticism. ”

At that time, he didn't know anything, so he asked Master how he could survive this calamity.

Master only gave him one sentence.

"Before the flowers, kill them. ”

Bu Zhuzhu didn't take this seriously, after all, in the past few years, he had lived in the mountains for a long time, and he didn't feel that he would encounter the calamity that Master said.

But now, Master's words have been fulfilled one by one.

Is there really such a catastrophe?

"Master......"

Bu Zhuzhu frowned and held the jade pendant tightly.

The Taoist Chief, who had never killed anyone, fell into deep contemplation.

The hole given by the master is really difficult to fill.

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