Seeing that the bull in the two horns was about to step on him, Zhou Xiaoliu spit out two words: "White Tiger." ”

The white tiger rushed out of Zhou Xiaoliu's sea of knowledge, still the appearance of the fat cat that Jin Hong said before. Its small body jumped directly on the back of the angry bull of the gold family, and the bull instantly weakened its limbs, and its five bodies fell to the ground, as if it had been pressed by a jack fall.

The white tiger bounced onto the back of the other bull, and the two bulls stared at each other with round eyes, panting, and lying on their stomachs with their heads against their heads.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoliu's witty cow automatically fell down without waiting for the white tiger to make a move.

In the distance, the first cow who herded the cow and the unknown gender also screamed twice, and then lay motionless into the grass.

The white tiger came out and jumped so twice, then returned to Zhou Xiaoliu Zhihai, closed his eyes and meditated, it hadn't digested it after it was full that day, and it would be able to recover some of its abilities after digesting.

There was a slight noise in the bamboo bushes, and a faint flash of red flashed.

The four cows didn't move again except for the rolling of their eyes, and they didn't move until the three cowherd babies found the adults of the family to take the cattle home together, Zhou Xiaoliu nodded casually, and they slowly stood up with shaking limbs.

But no matter how the three adults pull the cow rope, their cattle just don't walk the aisle.

Zhou Xiaoliu took his own cow and shouted "go", and the four cows began to walk together.

Zhou Xiaoliu said to the white tiger: "No wonder so many people like foxes and fake tigers, it's really feeling." ”

"Then don't think about emptying your head, your head is already empty, cultivate well, and when you remember the past, you don't need to borrow any prestige, just go out for a walk by yourself, there are countless gods, people, and ghosts in the Three Realms, bowing respectfully to you. The white tiger replied.

When it comes to cultivation, what is intimidating, Zhou Xiaoliu doesn't care, but she silently broke her fingers in her heart, thirty minus six equals twenty-four, she is not good at playing small math, she can't figure it out without breaking her fingers, "Okay, let's start practicing hard tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much!" Bai Hu rolled his eyes: "It's still mortals who know mortals best, you see how appropriate this poem is!"

"I mean really, it's just that I went out in the middle of the night, what if my sister and brother can't see me at night?" Zhou Xiaoliu asked.

"Why don't you just follow this great god and drill directly into the deep mountains and old forests, give up these mundane trivial things, and cultivate well?"

"Cut your sister! Then I might as well live only thirty years old!" "This is Zhou Xiaoliu's home, Zhou Xiaoliu, who has been a man in two lives, pays the most attention to family affection.

Besides, when she went to the deep mountains and old forests, what to eat and drink? She also planned countless times, how to make money, how to eat as many skewers as she wanted, and buy as many braised chicken feet as she wanted.

Baihu was silent for a while, and then said, "Then you let me go back to the underworld, and I'll bring you some things." ”

Zhou Xiaoliu said in his heart, you can go back if you want to, it's best to bring more souvenirs back... Remember not to bring those piercing eyes, in case the white tiger brings back some dark coins, paper figures or something, where can you hide it?

"I was sent to receive you, and I was suppressed by you, and you had to write a special order before you could go back. White Tiger explained.

"I'm really good?" Difu attaches so much importance to himself, is he still a boss?

As for writing a special order, Zhou Xiaoliu stretched out his ten fingers, won't he use blood again, his long-term malnourished body can't stand it, every time the old man gives him a book, he has to drop a drop of blood, I don't know if it's because of the psychological effect, she is extremely dizzy every time she drops blood.

Zhou Xiaoliu led the cow to squat under a tree, picked up a branch, and asked again: "Are you sure this is really useful?"

"Yes, you just need to draw a big circle, and then write in the circle 'send the white tiger back to the underworld', and then walk around the circle left three times, right three times, and then stomp your right foot, say the word 'go', and I can directly teleport back to the underworld. "White Tiger is serious.

Zhou Xiaoliu asked: "Is it really possible to curse people by drawing circles?

White Tiger: "......"

This really didn't come out of the underworld, okay, Baihu decided that he would never put the words "ignorant mortals" on his lips again in the future, who let mortals always rely on their imagination to inadvertently guess a certain truth.

The great god Nuwa has boundless divine power, and the mud ideas that have been thrown off for so many generations still cannot be underestimated.

But this does not prevent her from continuing to despise the current Zhou Xiaoliu, who made her ability so low.

Before Jin Hong left, she had refined the Tengyun Technique into three stages, and she could come and go freely between the canopies, but she could only float three feet above the ground, and she couldn't move yet.

Isn't it just "three circles on the left, three circles on the right", this Zhou Xiaoliu really knows, so she stretched out her arms, drew a big circle, and after writing those words, she withdrew from the circle, "twisting the neck, twisting the buttocks"......

Zhou Xiaoliu wiped a handful of sweat that did not exist on his forehead, adjusted his expression to seriousness, walked three times to the left, three times to the right, and then stomped his feet, blurting out the word "go".

I saw that the ground covered by the circle instantly rotated and distorted, like a typhoon graphic released by a meteorological observatory, the white tiger swept towards the eye of the typhoon, disappeared in her sight, and the ground returned to its original state, even the weeds that were pulled out before that blocked Zhou Xiaoliu's circle drawing and writing grew back to their original places one by one, and they couldn't be seen at all, there was just a typhoon-shaped passage connecting the world and the underworld.

Zhou Xiaoliu's witty cow was stunned for a moment, closed her mouth again, and then calmly chewed the grass: "I didn't see anything, I didn't see ......"

Zhou Xiaoliu, who sent the white tiger away, continued to herd the cattle, and waited until the time was up for dinner before slowly leading the cattle home.

When it was time to go to bed, the three children of the Zhou family still couldn't sleep, and Zhou Xiaoxian, who was lying on the wooden bed, stuffed the quilt for Zhou Xiaoliu inside, and chatted with Zhou Peng, who was sleeping on the shelf bed, without a word.

It's been two days, and they're still not used to this kind of day when their parents aren't around, and they feel very insecure. The two chatted until late before they fell asleep tiredly.

Zhou Xiaoliu coughed heavily, made sure that his brother and sister were really asleep, and began to call the old man again.

The old man would come outside the door every night, and when he saw that the purple qi on the door was getting stronger, he wandered around outside the door for a long time before turning around and leaving.

At night, he came to the door as usual, this time, he did not see the purple qi again, he approached the door slowly inch by inch with uncertainty and caution, and was about to touch the door with courage, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a red shadow suddenly standing beside him.

He was so frightened that he withdrew his hand, and floated away, until he saw the red shadow clearly, he reached out and stroked his heart, hey, can you not scare the ghost!

The old man decided that no matter whether this door would burn ghosts or not, he would not touch it again, so when he heard Zhou Xiaoliu calling him, he said loudly: "Dead girl, you come out! Dead girl, can you hear it?"

This time Zhou Xiaoliu heard it, she got up and crossed Zhou Xiaoxian and went to open the door, but as soon as she opened the door, the door woke up Zhou Xiaoxian with a "squeak".

Zhou Xiaoxian looked at the black hole outside the door, and felt even more insecure, so she immediately got out of bed and closed the door, pulled Zhou Xiaoliu, and dragged out a urine bucket that Zhou Xiaoliu was extremely familiar with, "If you want to pee, you can urinate in this bucket, and you don't need to go out to the thatched house." ”

The old man and the red shadow took advantage of the moment when Zhou Xiaoxian closed the door to avoid the door and float in along the feng feng and hide on the beam.

Zhou Xiaoliu looked at the urine bucket that Zhou's mother was going to drown herself with it when she was bargaining, glanced at the two ghosts on the beams of the house, and said to Zhou Xiaoxian: "I suddenly don't want to pee." ”