They scrambled to the ground one after the other, one left and one right. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Be careful. The swordsman stretched out his arm to stop the bone elf and the dragon prince behind him, and it felt like a meteor falling, but it was even more shocking than it, as if it had a feeling of tearing the sky.

The burning sensation of flowing fire was accompanied by a huge sound of slamming the ground, and a huge pit was smashed out of the ground.

"Ahem, ahem. The three of them were busy covering their mouths and noses, it was too choking.

"Go check it out. The bone elf pushed the swordsman forward, hiding behind him.

"Ahh

"Sneak attack?" The bone elf gathered spiritual power between his fingers and flicked it towards the big pit.

"Oh!" a white-haired, unkempt guy covered his ass and jumped up three feet high, "What are you doing?"

Before the bone elf could refute, a dusty hand appeared on the edge of the pit, "This ......"

It seems that the owner of this hand is trying to climb out, but it is very difficult, do you want to help him?

Thinking so, Prince Long had already stepped forward and pulled the man out.

"Girl, well done!" The other party didn't see the appearance of the bone elf, and came up with a compliment.

"It's the two of you, from the sky to the earth!" Now even if they both fall into the pit, they will not bow their heads, even if it is just the noise of their mouths, they can't stop.

The person who was pulled up by the Dragon Prince looked dignified, and although the clothes were ordinary, he should be regarded as a rich scholar in terms of temperament.

The swordsman made fun of the two: "They all say that they have poetry and books in their belly, but I look at the two of you, why don't you look like it at all!"

"Can I be blamed for this! isn't it him?" The young man who climbed out of the pit earlier had gray hair and was really a little out of tune.

I thought he was a teenager and an old man, but it turned out to be ......

"You two came to us on purpose?" looked at them strangely.

Isn't it that this is the memory of Chengbei Village, how can anyone see the established history that has happened?

"Who the hell are you?" Seeing that they didn't answer, the bone elf deliberately raised his voice a few points, looking like he was angry.

The two glanced at each other, and twisted their heads away in disgust: "The time and space here are indeed created by the two of us, but the resentment is unbearable, so I just want to keep the past." ”

knows that these two people are scolding and scolding, as if there is an irreconcilable contradiction, but in fact the two are brothers.

"Then, why are you looking for us?" Prince Long asked, it was impossible for these two people not to know, since they had entered this void, they were destined to break the law seal and leave.

"None of you are ordinary people. The white-haired man fell silent: "Here everything is false, we just want revenge." ”

If Xiaoyao was born here, he would definitely put his hands together and say, when is the time for retribution, donor, let it go!

However, the people here do not have the high Buddha nature of the free life, and in this way, there are few people who can really do it.

The swordsman folded his arms: "What kind of hatred, let's help you!"

Resentment or something, accumulated in people's hearts, after a long time, slowly precipitated, people will get sick. For them too, the time and space maintained by resentment are unstable after all.

Can you help or you have to help.

The man with gray hair who was born early recalled that he still had a little sense of vicissitudes that did not match his face: "I ...... about three years ago"

About three years ago, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and there was wind and rain. The villagers said that they were afraid of the wrath of the gods and wanted to send natural disasters to punish them.

Because the people in the village are simple croppers, and they rely entirely on the sky for food. If the heavens are not happy, there will be a flood today, and a great drought tomorrow, it will be a catastrophe for them.

Following the call of the village chief, the villagers gathered under the big willow tree at the head of the village, praying that the heavens would not send natural disasters, and each family also took out pig samples as sacrifices.

With a "click", a thick piece of paper of the willow tree was crushed, all the willow leaves and branches fell in a slump, and a large peng that was about to be a human size was planted into the mud.

"Village chief, is this a good omen or a bad omen?" someone asked.

The village chief is just an ordinary person, he can't guess the meaning of God, he just said with his conscience: "This Dapeng is pitiful, eighty percent of it was split by thunder, which of you brought it back to heal?"

"And then?" the bone elf urged. If you don't guess wrong, there is a chance that the Dapeng in the story is the Dapeng who is against them.

The swordsman was also very anxious: "Why didn't the village chief bring it back himself?" Obviously, their focus was different.

"He is the only one in the village chief's family, and the village chief is not dexterous in his legs and feet, and he is in difficulty, so how can he have extra energy to take care of a bird. Before the white-haired man could speak, he was robbed of the conversation by the dignified one.

"My name is Ah Shun, his name is Ah Kang, he is a brother, and the Dapeng bird was later taken in by us. The white-haired man finally snatched the conversation back, as two brothers, bickering is commonplace.

"Shun", "Kang", it is really a very simple name, with the most ardent expectations of the family, smooth and healthy.

Who would have thought that the roc bird had a plague on it. Soon after coming to the village, the whole village was in a miasma.

The first to suffer were the two brothers, Ah Shun and Ah Kang, because they were the first contacts.

An emergency meeting was held in the village, and the only content of the meeting was what to do with the ominous bird. Ah Kang looked at Dapeng pitifully, and it was not his willingness to be sick!

This proposal caused dissatisfaction among some people, who shouted that this year's harvest was not very good, and the big guys were tightening their belts to live, and who had spare money to cure a bird.

A more prestigious old man in the village stood up tremblingly and put forward a suggestion that was more acceptable to both sides: "When people are sick, they have no money to treat them, so they carry them hard." Ah Kang, Ah Shun, give you a few more days, if this Dapeng bird is not well by then......"

Ah Kang happily continued: "Don't worry, in a few days, in a few days, it will definitely get better." ”

Ah Shun doesn't like these little animals, and he still remembers when he was a child, because he chased a finch, and a big bag was knocked out of his forehead.

After returning home, not only was he scolded by his parents, but he also had to be teased by Akang.

Ah Shun was cold to Dapeng on the surface, but he still didn't sleep at night and ran to the kitchen to secretly boil some herbs that were applied externally and swallowed internally.

All the broken silver he has used to live a tight life over the years has been used to do all this.

"If it's not good, I'll stew you and eat it. Ah Shun's curses never stopped.

After a few days, Dapeng's illness did not improve at all.

Rumors are even more rife in the village.