On the bamboo mountain, there is no grass and trees, and the ancestors of Taishang Dao chose this mountain to establish the field, and began to plant trees.

These trees are not planted indiscriminately, and with the topography and water veins of Zhushan, they form a semi-natural maze, and large beasts and ordinary people who have never cultivated the Tao enter it, at most turn a few times, and then turn out again in a daze.

It is impossible for large beasts to appear in Zhushan, but there is a trap to hunt large beasts, needless to say, this must have been carefully prepared by that group of people for Song Qian.

The soil at the bottom of the pit was solidified, and Song Qian fell, and with a bang, the leaves around him trembled.

The fan pendant was not far ahead, he wanted to get up to pick it up, but just moved, there was a pain in the calf bone, he tried to grit his teeth and insist, tried several times but failed, so he had to drag a pair of legs and crawl over.

He took the fan pendant into his hand, patted off the ash, rubbed it a few times, and touched a rough hand, he frowned, raised the fan pendant to check the moonlight, and at a glance he not only saw a small gap on the fan pendant, but also saw the second "big gift" prepared for him by the group of people.

A pair of eyes that glowed in the dark night, sticking to the edge of the pit undulating, eager to try to jump into the pit.

Wolves, that's a lot of wolves!

Song Qian clenched the fan pendant, and his heart calmed down.

He was originally a superfluous person, at home, and at Qingjingtai.

It's okay to die, if you die, you don't have to care about other people's eyes, and you don't have to be sad and sad anymore.

He leaned back, leaned against the pit, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for the final moment.

Whew!

Is it coming?

Woohoo woo.

The cry sounded a little pitiful.

He opened his eyes, just in time to see a majestic nine-tailed fox on the edge of the pit slapping a wolf with one paw, this nine-tailed fox was snow-white, only the tip of the tail was the color of fiery red.

Tu Shan Ling!

His heart trembled, and he raised his head and shouted, "You run away!"

Tu Shanling spun around, swept away the two wolves that attacked her with her tail, and took the time to reply, "Who do you look down on?!"

She snorted coldly, stomped her paws on the ground, and flames rose from her body, and when she slapped the wolves who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, she slapped one and burned one at a time, and in a short time, a dozen wolves were burned to ashes.

Fire control is the natural skill of the Tu Shan clan, but Tu Shanling is too small, and after killing more than a dozen wolves, she feels a little tired, but she doesn't want Song Qian to see that when she jumped to the bottom of the pit, her head was still raised high.

She shook her tail and sat down in front of Song Qian, "Ah Qian, why are you so stupid, you can also be fooled! The dead branches and leaves of the human shop are different from the dead branches and leaves that fall naturally, no matter how fake the human shop is, it is too neat, can't you see it?"

Although it was a few words, Song Qian didn't feel annoyed when he heard it, and just looked at Tu Shanling blankly.

Tu Shanling also tilted his head to look at Song Qian, and said in his heart: Could it be that you scolded too much and scolded this person stupidly?

She was silent for a while, opened the small bag hanging around her neck, took out a bag of things, she stretched out her paw to pat the handkerchief, pointed to the contents and introduced, "This is the fox cake, this is me, this is my father, this is my eldest brother, this is ...... It's a pity that my aunt is not a fox, so she doesn't have her share. ”

After she finished introducing, she raised her face and said with a smile: "Please eat." ”

Song Qian looked at the fox cake on the handkerchief, did not speak or move, and his expression was a little complicated.

Tu Shanling ran to Song Qian's side and sat down, raised his paw and patted Song Qian's arm, "Are you disgusted?"

Song Qian shook his head and said indescribably: "It's a little strange." ”

Tu Shanling's eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to stretch out his paws to open Song Qian's eyes so that he could see more clearly, "What's strange, it's obviously cute." ”

Song Qian was silent for a long time before he said, "Eat yourself, eat your father, eat your brother?"

Tu Shanling, who had never thought of this festival: "......" She suddenly became angry, "Do you eat or not?!"

A shallow smile tugged at the corner of Song Qian's lips, and he picked up a piece of fox cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tu Shanling looked at him expectantly and asked, "Is it delicious?" The tail behind him wagged unconsciously.

Song Qian nodded, "Sweet and delicious." ”

The sweetness in the mouth seems to soak into the heart, and the heart is sweetened.

Tu Shanling narrowed his fox eyes with a smile and patted Song Qian's arm, "From today onwards, I will cover you." ”

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Smack, smack, smack, smack.

The light sound falls, and the smell comes out.

Tu Shanling frowned in her sleep because of the smell of poking her heart and lungs, she turned over, turned over again, and finally woke up.

Vomit.

She leaned against the edge of the bed and retched, her stomach empty, and nothing came out.

She covered her mouth and nose, opened the door and went out of the house, and at a glance she saw several naughty children lying on the wall, gesturing eagerly with eggs in their hands, as if aiming at somewhere in the courtyard.

They saw that Tu Shanling was not flustered at all, and even had time to stick out his tongue at Tu Shanling, so he leisurely retracted into the courtyard next door, without the slightest sense of being caught doing bad things.

Tu Shanling: "......"

Do you want to peck at each other with this group of rookies?

Tu Shanling suddenly wanted to laugh, she was bullying children out of inertia.

She stepped on the tree by the wall, jumped on the wall, and looked down, the urchins were gathered together, head to head, muttering and discussing how to hit Tu Shan Ling unconsciously.

Tu Shanling smiled slightly.

Forget it, it's impossible, it's impossible in this life.

She exuded a little momentum, and the hens pecking at insects and eating stones in the courtyard immediately stiffened, shivering and falling to the ground.

"Ah, my chickens. ”

The little boy ran to the chicken and circled anxiously, but when he saw that the chicken was really dead, he immediately became anxious, and squatted down to pinch the chicken's wings.

Tu Shanling snapped his fingers, the hen stood up, clucked twice, nodded, spread her wings, landed on the top of the little boy's head, and pecked when she lowered her head.

Let's let the chickens peck at each other.

"Ahhhh ”

The naughty boys had already united the front, and when they saw that their friends were being bullied by chickens, where could they stand, they rushed over to catch the chickens down.

Tu Shanling snapped his fingers a few more times, and the hens lying on the ground pretending to be dead all fluttered their wings and stood up, and the wings and chicken claws were used together, and climbed onto their heads along the pants and clothes of the naughty boys.

The chicken claws are very sharp, and when they resist at the slightest, they grab people, penetrate into their clothes and pants, and scratch people screaming.

And that's just the beginning, and what they're calling for is yet to come.

The hens stood on their heads, their paws clung at their hair, and pecked at their heads leisurely, and they pulled the hens, but it hurt their scalps, and they did not dare to move for a while.

Tu Shanling clapped his hands and smiled, "Children, come here and stand in a row." ”

This group of naughty children has always defined "Song Ningyin" as an object that can be bullied, and where is this time willing to listen to her, they all stand still with a stubborn face.

Boom!

The hen pecked at their heads harder than before, and one of the younger urchins burst into tears.

"Don't cry. ”

The urchin continued to cry.

Boom!

The urchin cried even louder.

Boom!

The naughty boy finally had a hint of enlightenment, stopped crying, and stood in front of Tu Shanling, and the hen really stopped pecking him.

When he looked at Tu Shanling again, there was a trace of horror in his eyes.