Chapter 100: Fear

Zhao swore that she had never seen this little monster in her previous life!

Suddenly, I have been waiting for you for a long time... Seep panic!

"What do you mean?" She let go of her surprise and asked softly.

"It's been a long wait." Xu hurriedly walked over, threw the branch on the ground, pointed to the messy thing on the ground, and said, "I've been waiting since the day the calculation was calculated." ”

After that, he blinked aggrievedly.

Zhao District: "......"

"What do you calculate?" She looked at the ghostly talisman on the ground, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, if this could also calculate something, it could make those old masters who were hidden in the mountains live.

"Me and you, together." Xu hurriedly did not answer this question, and stared at Zhao with a little firmness.

"Nope." She subconsciously refused, and then looked at what a pity.

He was also blindsided, and he didn't understand this sudden situation, he stepped forward and pulled Xu busy, "What are you doing with us?" ”

This question made Xu Busy silent for a long time, and after a while, a different kind of brilliance burst out in his dull eyes, and the whole person became much smarter.

"Live, down, go." He said word by word.

Zhao was puzzled, "Can't you live if you don't come with us?" ”

Xu hurriedly nodded, then turned around, crouched down, picked up the branch, and continued to toss his arithmetic.

At this point, she began to be angry and regretful, "Why are you so weak? ”

He Soxi, who returned to the house, heard this sentence as soon as he picked up a glass of water, and immediately turned his head and asked. "What's wrong?"

"What kind of mountain road do you take if you are so weak? Can we get here without walking the mountain road? ”

Alas, my mother.

He regretted that he immediately understood her divine logic, and couldn't help laughing twice, "According to what you say." Can it be traced back to why we live in this world? ”

Zhao District snorted coldly, glanced out the window, and began to figure out how to sneak away.

What a pity, Da Ma Jindao sat on the bench, laughing and trembling, "What are you hesitating about?" Out of this realm, set him up, and we can continue to the Apocalypse Courtyard. What's in your way? ”

Zhao glanced at him and nodded, "Okay." He will be handed over to you later. ”

What a pity, there is always the illusion that someone has thrown a lump of yellow mud in the crotch of his pants, which is very uncomfortable, but he doesn't know how to justify it. He thought about it. Still nodded.

And so it was settled.

Xu is busy, what a pity. It's not to follow her, thinking about it like this, she is all relaxed.

………

In the evening, Xu Xian still slept early, and disappeared after dinner.

Zhao went to his house to make a profit, and happened to see a burden on the small table.

Is this his baggage?

I'm curious.

"Don't move!" He regretted that he suddenly walked in, leaned against the door, and looked at her with disgusted eyes. "What do you want to do?"

Zhao smiled and pointed to the burden on the table. "Xiao Xu, do you want to see it?"

He regretted glancing left and right, quickly closed the door, and comforted himself while saying that from now on, Xiao Xu was following him, eating, drinking, and Lazar were his business, and it would be okay to see it, while glaring at Zhao District, "Why are you so undisciplined?!" Can other people's things be moved casually? ”

Zhao District smiled slightly, quietly watching him pretending to be forced.

I don't know if this thing is schizophrenic, I said reprimanding words in my mouth, my hands were not satisfied, and the burden was untied after three times and five divided by two.

Zhao District's eyes moved downward, and he was stunned by the things in the baggage.

Three steamed buns that are a little black, two pheasants that have been skinned, and some spices are scattered around.

What a pity to look sad and funny, "This snack goods." ”

"......" Zhao was speechless.

He shook his head and closed his baggage, Zhao glanced at it, and just saw something hidden in the stomach of the two pheasants.

"Don't move!" She walked over, carefully opened the belly of the chicken, and pulled out a black bag from inside.

"What is this?"

The black bag had a bit of a strange luster, Zhao District's fingers pinched, faintly feeling a little numb, and after a long time, she finally put down the bag and stuffed it into the chicken belly.

"Don't look at it, let's go back to our room and leave this place tomorrow."

"Don't look at it again?!" He looked at her in surprise, "You will suffocate me to death every time you do this!" ”

After the words fell, he turned around, and without hesitation, he untied the bag, and when he looked in, a pungent smell broke into the tip of his nose.

"Bang." What a pity to fall to the ground and fall into a coma.

Zhao Jiequ's eyes flashed, he squatted down, put the bag in his hand back to its place, and held his breath in the middle until he dragged He Zhixi back to the room to catch his breath.

"Silly boy, if I were him, I would have a temper too." She patted He Zhi's face, with a little cunning in her eyes, "Don't open it, you have to open it, but anyone who has a little ability has a temper, Xiao Xu is weird, you bully him once, he is kind, he is always so curious, can he be planted?" ”

She smiled happily, the corners of her mouth stiffened, and she suddenly realized that she had done something wrong.

…………

Xu Xian is a mysterious strange child.

Zhao admits that she is not less curious about him.

Before dinner, she couldn't control the curiosity in her heart, and attached a trace of mental power to him.

This method was still understood in the chess game of Buxushan, and the first time she used it, she was nervous and excited, until she was stunned by the misty incense of the bag that Xu was busy with, and she found that this child was also on guard against them.

So the question is, will her little mental power be discovered? If she finds out, what will Xu Busy do to her?

The night in the village was quiet, and the wind in the col was terrifying, like a ghost crying.

She lay on the bed, looking out the window at the mist, carefully perceiving the stripped trace of telekinesis.

The wind, the trees, the mountains, and the sound of breathing.

Her mind was blank, and those scenes began to be painted wantonly in the blank space, and her heart began to be tightly entangled, which should be the sense of consciousness brought by that trace of mental power.

Xu was busy and really in the back mountain, the bottomless line of sky that could be seen clearly from the top.

What's he doing?

Zhao suppressed his excitement, calmed down, and continued to perceive his environment.

The moonlight was as clear as water, casting a faint light and shadow on the ground, and in a trance, she seemed to see something very familiar.

But when she tried to look at the thing, there was always someone behind her who grabbed her consciousness and didn't let her see it, this situation was very tricky, the moonlight became hazy, she struggled hard, staring at the thing on the ground, she seemed to understand something in her heart, but in an instant, something began to erase her consciousness.

"Stop struggling, I, now, don't want to, let you know this."

A voice came into her head, and she sat up suddenly, sweat streaming down her forehead.

With such a powerful divine sense, Zhao District's eyes were obscure, and he was a little more afraid of Xu Busy. (To be continued......)