"Little bunny, you're itching again."

Chen Wen hid on the second floor and said this, almost causing Su Yan to explode in the small universe, and this little aunt, who was not very arrogant, was flushed and stood up.

The momentum is violent, but it's a pity that there is a lot of chaos in my heart.

The coffee table and the sofa were a little close, she stood up suddenly, her left leg knee slammed into the coffee table, the heavy solid wood coffee table only moved down slightly, but it hurt her so much that she fell straight to Fang Wuxie.

Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, Fang Wuxie's practical experience in interacting with women is almost zero, how dare he reach out to help, like a wood at a loss.

Su Yan didn't seem to have much defense between men and women, so he half-leaned on Fang Wuxie's legs, wanting to rub his knees, but he didn't dare to do it, and tears fell down in pain.

Chen Wen also seemed to know that he was in trouble, so he hid on the second floor and kept silent.

Fang Wuxian couldn't just do nothing, he tried to hold Su Yan's shoulder, the softness and smoothness of his tentacles made him cautious and his liver fluttered.

Over the years, he has been selling sauce beef in Dahua Market, and he has been teased by big girls and little daughters-in-law, but he is so focused on making money that he is not thinking about men and women. Every time, it's just a scene with those people, and appropriately sacrifice a little "hue" to hook customers. Even if you are occasionally rubbed with oil, there is not much physical excitement, and many times there will be inexplicable disgust.

But now, he had just drunk a pound of 60 degrees of burning knives, and he was on the run for more than a month, and his mood was slightly relaxed, coupled with some inexplicable affection for Su Yan, such a slight contact of the body, his chest seemed to be on fire, and the temperature of the whole person increased by at least two degrees.

Su Yan's white ears moved slightly, as if he heard Fang Wuxie's heartbeat, or felt Fang Wuxie's eager temperature, and the shameful red color was dyed on his ears, to the point that it was like a delicate flower blooming.

The posture of the two people is absolutely ambiguous, and the hearts of the two people are also slightly rippling, maybe in such an environment, it is likely that the two of them will have some sparks.

But the initiator of this matter doesn't know the current affairs, of course, it may be that he is too young to understand the affairs of men and women, at this critical time, Xiao Chen Wen took a hand and stood up and took responsibility, "Auntie, are you okay, or I'll call my mother and let her treat you." ”

"Zhizhi, cure you big-headed ghost." Su Yan's heart instantly galloped over with 10,000 grass and mud horses, and the murderous aura in his eyes rushed to the sky, thinking that his aunt and grandmother hadn't touched a man's hand for almost twenty years, and finally felt something, but he was shouted by you, a little ghost, you have to accompany me.

Fang Wuxian had a slight regret in his heart, and took a deep breath quietly, the refreshing aroma made people's hearts move. With the strength of inhaling, he helped Su Yan to the sofa, squatted down naturally, looked at the blood from his knees and soaked through his trousers, and sighed: "Knock it like this, pull up your trouser legs and bandage them!" ”

Su Yan coughed dryly, and thought: Okay, your surname is Fang, it looks like a wood, and you also know how to look at your aunt's legs in this way. But does that mean he's smart?

Thinking of this, Su Yan felt embarrassed, moved to the side, and said coquettishly: "You go and call my sister back, she can heal my injuries." ”

Fang Wuxian said: "Where is Miss Sophie?" ”

"Back to the top of the mountain, according to my mother's temperament, no one calls her, she can sit until midnight, or even wait for the sunrise tomorrow." Chen Wen finally came down, but he didn't dare to come to Su Yan's side, and the other party said innocently: "You can still save that matter, and we will talk about it when you and my mother come back." Remember, when you climb the mountain, take the mountain road on the right, and never go to the left. ”

"Because the forbidden land in the clan is on the left side, outsiders are not allowed to enter." Su Yan stood up on the sofa, "I'll prepare a meal, and I'll wait for you to come down just to eat." ”

"Don't do it if your legs hurt, in fact, I can go to a five-star restaurant at my cooking level, this mountain is not high, we can come back in half an hour, and I will show you a hand when the time comes."

Fang Wuxian learned that there was still a turning point for the murder, and coupled with the long-lost "home atmosphere" in Su Yan's house, it made him walk much brisker. When I went out and ran to the foot of the mountain, I saw two roads, one left and one right, separated by only more than 30 meters.

He didn't have the curiosity to break into the forbidden land, and obediently climbed the peak from the right mountain road.

The height of the top of Xianmo is also seven or eight hundred meters, but the bottom is relatively steep, in order to climb conveniently, the village is equipped with iron cables, hands and feet are used together, and it is not too difficult to climb up.

Fang Wuxie's physical strength was outstanding, and it didn't take ten minutes to climb more than 200 meters, and when he arrived at a relatively gentle place, he looked down and saw the entire village in full view, and the smoke curling from every house was peaceful.

He thought to himself, if he really couldn't get rid of the crime, it might not be too bitter to live in such a deep mountain, but this innocent identity would have to bear this crime that he didn't have.

Alas!

Fang Wuxian let out a long sigh, but suddenly felt creepy, as if when he sighed, there was a similar voice behind him. He jerked his head back, and the path winded to the summit, without even a single feather.

Why did he flee for more than a month, but his courage became smaller and smaller?

Fang Wuxian despised himself for a long time, strode away, and walked along the path to the top of the mountain. He wanted to find Su Fei as soon as possible, not to mention going back to listen to Chen Wen talk about clearing his name, at least he promised to give Su Yanlu a hand, and he wanted to cash it out as soon as possible.

He was right, but as he ran, he felt something was wrong.

This immortal top is not a peak, after the initial two hundred meters of steep ground, there is no danger, he ran with all his strength, he should have reached the peak a long time ago, but looking up, the clouds and mist are kind, and the pine waves are bursting, and it seems that it is still far from the peak.

Looking down the mountain, the village has been blocked by trees, and you can only see the remnant sun like blood, making the last struggle of the day, after all, it is no match for fate, and it sinks completely.

Fang Wuxian has always been very courageous, but at this time, somehow, he suddenly thought of the time when Xiao Ding beheaded himself like crazy in the hotel, and threw it over to smash him; Along with this, there is also the little sister wearing the cyan mask.

Fang Wuxian shook his head, pondering that it was a rapid mountaineering, and the strength of the wine was on his head. He touched the pig-killing knife pinned to his waist, believing that he had the absolute strength to face all unknown fears, as long as he had no fear in his heart, hope would always be there.

Not believing that there would be no end to a road, he continued to gallop up the path.

Five minutes, ten minutes, and twenty minutes, Fang Wuxian looked up at the dim sky, looking at the endless path, he knew that this time it was not his hallucination, it was really something wrong.

He had been lost in this seemingly small immortal roof.

Fang Wuxie's brows furrowed, he didn't understand what the situation was now, was he falling into an illusion, or had he encountered the legendary ghost hitting the wall? If there are really mountain spirits and ghosts, could it be that they want to exhaust themselves to death in the mountains?

But this is a little unrealistic, according to his physical strength, running wild for a day is a bit exaggerated, but it is no problem to walk briskly all night. He believed that if he couldn't get out of the mountain, someone would come up to look for him.

There is no end to going up, but what about going down?

Fang Wuxian ran down the path again, half an hour passed, not to mention the village, not even the traces of the previous walk.

He pinched himself hard, and the pain was very clear, not in a dream. I touched the stones and trees on the side of the road, and it felt real.

"How is this possible, and if it's all true, why is there no end?" Fang Wuxian sat on a rock, calmed down and pondered, and suddenly discovered a fatal problem, since he realized that he was lost in the path, he didn't seem to hear or see any animals, not even an ant.

"It's still fake!" Fang Wuxian was absolutely convinced that there could not be even ants on this mountain peak, so he deduced that what he saw was an illusion.

But even if he deduced that what he saw was a hallucination, what could he do?

It's easy to sit and talk about the Tao, but it's the hardest to practice it.

Fang Wuxian got up and kicked the stone he was sitting on down the mountain, and the rumbling rolled for three or five meters, and miraculously disappeared from his eyes. He hurried after him, and could no longer see the shadow of the stone.

"It's kind of interesting!" Fang Wuxian held the pig-killing knife in his hand, not afraid of ghosts and gods, since he couldn't go out, then sit down with peace of mind, he didn't believe it anymore, no matter if he was dreaming now, or what illusion he had entered, even if he really encountered an inexplicable ghost hitting the wall, it would not go on indefinitely, wait quietly, there will definitely be a turnaround, at least he will wait for the rescue.

The expected rescue did not wait, but Fang Wuxian seemed to hear some special sounds, as if someone was chanting scriptures, and the place where the sound came from was on the left side of the mountain road, the path that was supposed to lead to the forbidden land in the clan.

It's good to have a voice, brother doesn't mind walking a few more steps.

Fang Wuxian patted his buttocks, got up and went straight to the mountain road on the left, a distance of more than three hundred meters, and strode over, it was only a little more than a minute.

Coincidentally, Fang Wuxian arrived at this mountain road, and happened to appear in front of a cave, and there were two simple and dignified words engraved above the entrance of the cave, but unfortunately these two words did not look like Huaxia characters, at least not the current Huaxia characters, Fang Wuxian pondered for a long time, and barely guessed that the word on the left side might be "Tian". As for the other word, the ghost knows what to pronounce.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Fang Wuxian listened carefully, there was indeed a chattering chanting sound coming from the cave, and there was no fear anymore, he took out a lighter to illuminate it, and strode into the cave.

Originally, I thought that there would be some mountain spirits and beasts in the cave, at least there must be mechanisms and the like, but unfortunately Fang Wuxian was disappointed. Not only is there no danger in the cave, but after turning a few corners along the road, lights appeared on both sides of the road, Fang Wuxian approached and took a closer look, your sister's is still an LED bulb, and a thin wire is hidden in the dark groove, and it has been going deep inside.

Since something modern has appeared, and it is a piece of light, Fang Wuxian can't help but guess, maybe this cave is not an evil cave, but a legendary forbidden place within the clan.

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