At three o'clock, the sky where the stars were originally shining suddenly poured out bursts of smoke from near Chixian, slowly rising and turning into clouds, gathering in this side to cover the stars, and the wind and clouds surged, like the eve of a storm, coming suddenly and urgently. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the gap between the lightning, there is a small temple on the mountainside, which supplies a clay statue that can no longer be seen, although there is no trace of incense, but there are signs of human activity in it, but the age is too old, and the sense of decay is still clearly visible.

Chixian was originally a small village, relying on hunting in the mountains to do some trading with the neighboring Yanchi, and later Yanchi came a group of immortals who could go to the sky and the earth, and every ten years they would collect some children under the age of ten in Yanchi, and sometimes they would give the children some special things at home, which developed several large families. And this small village surrounded by many mountain ranges has also slowly developed because of its proximity, becoming the current Chixian.

A few years ago, there was an old beggar who couldn't speak here, and he took care of the small temple on the mountainside, and later adopted a little doll that was thrown on the mountain.

The old beggar on the mountainside died of illness for some days, leaving a little doll of six years old, guarding the small temple alone, because no one came, and I did not know how the little doll lived alone.

The sudden thunder and lightning illuminated the inside of the temple, and a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were confused, and he looked around at a loss, and the real touch under his body made Ye Lang, who had been in a spirit state for a hundred years, a little unreal.

Who is she, where is she at the moment, and why is she here?

Before Ye Lang could think about it, there was a buzzing sound in her brain, from small to large, and finally into a roaring sound, which made her have no time to think, her hands and feet were cold, and her forehead was constantly sweating, feeling as if she wanted to break away from her body and was constantly struggling, making her whole body tremble, her mouth was thirsty, and there was a feeling of emptiness in her body.

Ye Lang knew her condition, this was the restlessness of wanting to absorb essence and blood, when she entered the demon path, the first time she wanted to be bloodthirsty, it was like at this time, embarrassed, she closed her eyes, bit her lip, and tried to concentrate her consciousness, not allowing the desire of the body to prevail over reason.

Since God has given her a chance to do it again, she will not let herself regret it again, she wants to protect Master, protect what she wants to protect, as long as she is strong enough that everyone is afraid, she can protect what she wants to protect.

There was a fishy sweet taste in his mouth, and his lips had been bitten, but for Ye Lang at this time, it could be regarded as a delicacy, drinking to quench his thirst, but so.

The gloomy weather outside the temple was finally greeted by thunder and lightning, and a music called the rain curtain began, which tinkled on the eaves.

Ye Lang crawled out of the temple gate little by little, exposing his entire body to the rain, the rain wet his shabby clothes, and also wet his weak body, deeply suppressing the desire to burn in his body.

"Hahahaha...... I am back. Ye Lang laughed wildly, because he was too young and his body was weak, he sounded like the roar of a small beast, weak and weak.

The next day was a good day, the sun was shining, Ye Lang was woken up by a hard object, and there were scattered and scattered plant fruits such as pine cone chestnuts, and there was a little white squirrel standing on the roof, holding a pine cone in his hand, and after seeing Ye Lang open his eyes, he symbolically threw the pine cone beside her.

Last night's rain seemed to be just an illusion, there was no trace of rain on the slate, Ye Lang shook his hand, rubbed his numb feet, as if Nan Ke was dreaming, patted the dried mud watermark on his body, turned around and walked into the house, the moment he lowered his head, the corner of his mouth hooked a smile, and his heart was happy.

"It's good to be alive."

The squirrel on the roof saw that the little girl who often played with him suddenly entered the house, and he was a little puzzled, tilted his head, and the red markings on his forehead were illuminated by the sun, like a burning flame.

Not satisfied, the little squirrel pushed all the remaining fruit from the roof to the ground, jumped on the nearby tree trunk, and disappeared into the woods.

And Ye Lang was hungry after last night's tossing, and there was a small spring water flowing down from the mountain in the small courtyard behind the front hall, which supplied their daily water, and they drank some indiscriminately to suppress the feeling of hunger.

Looking at this place where she has lived for several years, I remember that in her previous life, she was adopted by her grandfather, although she was hungry, but she lived a very happy life, and the love of the old man made her still retain the innocence of a child.

However, an illness took her grandfather's life, and her grandfather's death hit her hard, causing a panic that she had never had before, and after eating the balls left by her grandfather, she was tortured by hunger and embarked on the road down the mountain, just meeting the Bai family who came to adopt the child.

The Bai family suddenly appeared in Chixian, and now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's a little different. But now Ye Lang is only six years old, and he doesn't have any ability to live alone, and only through the Bai family can he enter the Zixiao Sect and meet Shizun again.

Thinking of this, Ye Lang remembered the brown pills left by his grandfather, but they were the size of his fingers, and he could smell the herbs in them, and he didn't feel hungry after eating them. It should be the Bigu Dan of the cultivation realm, although they are all low-level, but at least they can solve her hunger now.

Pulled out the jade vial from under the dusty bed, only one Bigu remained, although now back to her childhood, but for her, it seems that more than two hundred years have passed, she no longer remembers how her former self decided to stay this Bigu Dan, it seems that she put it under the bed, and then went down the mountain after sleeping in the front hall for a night.

After eating Bigu Dan, his body did not have that sense of hunger, so he simply cleaned himself up, looked at the sun outside the window that was already setting in the west, and dispelled the idea of going down the mountain.

Ye Lang, who had slept all night, finally regained the appearance of a six-year-old child, in which the desire for bloodthirstiness appeared once at night, but there was no initial pain, but it was not easy.

The morning glow dyed half of the sky red, the night dew has not been evaporated by the sun, and the small temple ushered in a little guy, yesterday's squirrel that left suddenly appeared on the tree at the door, and saw Ye Lang, who was carrying a small bag, kowtowed to the mud statue, and smashed a pine cone directly, directly hitting the back of the head.

Ye Lang, who was remembering the past, was smashed directly I don't know what to do, turned his head to see, how did this guy suddenly appear here, after ignoring it yesterday, I saw it disappear in the forest, and now I threw a pine cone at her, I met it since I was a child, and often took advantage of my grandfather's absence to throw her pine cone, and now it is more and more big and small, and I don't know if it will be discovered by the hunters under the mountain when I leave in the future, and I don't know who is who it is if it is not treated today,

"You guy, you hit me on the head every time, you don't hit people in the face, you know."

"Hiss" The little guy was still not satisfied, stretched out a small paw, took out another pine cone from the tree hole next to him, and threw it directly in Ye Lang's face.

"You ......" Ye Lang was angry with the arrogance of this little guy, picked up a few pine cones that he threw on the ground yesterday, and threw them directly to the position where the little guy was standing.

"Squeak-" A terrible scream startled the nearby birds, and the squirrel fell straight from the tree, but fortunately the neighborhood was covered with fallen leaves.

Ye Lang was annoyed in his heart, usually this little guy is agile, and he jumped far away before he hit. Walking quickly, the little guy was still lying on the ground, belly up, blood stains on one short little paw, white hair all over his body, and a bald piece at the tip of his tail.

"Where are you hurt?" Stretched out his palm as if to pick it up, and now I realized that this guy was pitiful, not much bigger than the palm of a six-year-old child.

The little guy twisted his body a little weakly, lay down for a while and seemed to have enough rest, gently bit Ye Lang's finger, and then jumped to the ground, quickly climbed to the position just now, and entered the tree hole.

"You come down, I have some herbs in my bag, help you bandage your paws first." He opened the small package on his side and took out the fresh herbs he had picked from the yard last night, which he had planned to exchange for some dry food when he came down the mountain.

The little guy came out of the hole in the tree, and the intact little paw carefully held a red fruit tree, coming down from the tree little by little, and then pushing the fruit to Ye Lang's feet

"You left yesterday to look for this?" Ye Lang's nose is sour.

"Woo" The little guy pushed the fruit to Ye Lang again, stood up, quickly climbed to the trunk, took out a dried fruit from between the branches and bit it, but his eyes moved back and forth between the red fruit and Ye Lang, as if to say you eat, I have something to eat.

Seeing that the little guy was so embarrassed for this fruit, he picked up the fruit and put it in his mouth, the entrance and the melt, the mouth was sweet, as if he swallowed a ball of spiritual liquid into his abdomen, and instantly a warm feeling began to spread from the dantian to the limbs, and the whole person was a hundred times more energetic, and even the previous feeling of weakness and weakness disappeared, presumably this fruit was not easy to come by, there is no such strange flowers and fruits near Chixian, otherwise it would have been coveted by the family of Yanchi, how can there be the current peace.

Seeing that Ye Lang ate the fruit, the little guy also stuffed the dried fruit in his hand into his mouth, squatted on the branch, looked at his tail and bloodstained paws, and then looked at the little girl who was already ruddy, I don't know whether to be sad or happy.

"Thank you, little one, come, I'll bandage you." Ye Lang put the herbs in the package in his hand and handed it to the little guy on the tree, always feeling that the little guy was very smart and could understand what she said

"Woo" The little guy looked at it curiously, glanced at the herbs in Ye Lang's hand, and tilted his head in disgust, but after thinking about it, he slowly climbed down and asked Ye Lang to bandage it.

Simply crush the fresh herbs, tear a thin strip of cloth and stick the juice, then wash the wound of the little one, wrap it with a strip of cloth stained with juice, and fix it with a small piece of bamboo to prevent it from moving.

"I'm getting out of here, do you want to come with me?" Ye Lang lowered his head and asked the little guy who was secretly looking at her.