The little fox opened its dark eyes, quietly looked at the mage who held it in his arms, lowered his head again, rubbed his collar, tilted his head and shook his ears, it was very cute.

"Since you are so compassionate, then I will send you to the Buddha. ”

The scar man narrowed one eye, this is his habit of archery, aiming the tip of the arrow at the little mage, he snorted coldly, in this vast snow-capped mountain, even if he kills someone, he is confident that he can destroy the corpse cleanly.

"Amitabha, good, good. ”

A rich voice, powerful spiritual power.

He is an enlightened monk.

Le Yao turned around and saw the old mage with a Zen staff.

This time, the scar man didn't miss the arrow, but the arrow shot out turned back inexplicably halfway through, almost hitting himself, turned around in a cold sweat, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, didn't you look at the yellow calendar when you went out today?

"Lingzhi Zen Master. ”

Everyone came to their senses, clasped their hands together, and bowed their heads in salute.

It seems that this Lingzhi Zen Master still has some status in their hearts.

"Three years ago, if it wasn't for the Zen master who rescued the child, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get the childish Chenghuan on my knees, such a great favor cannot be repaid. ”

The scar man stepped forward and spoke respectfully.

"I wonder how the Zen master appeared in this polar snow-capped mountain?"

"The young man in front of him is my closed disciple Yuan Ye. ”

The Zen master looked up and glanced at the young man holding the fox in the distance.

"I don't know if it's a Zen master's apprentice, I'm offended, we're all rough people who run a leather business, and I hope the little master doesn't mind." ”

The scar man bowed his head to admit his mistake to the Zen master, and apologized loudly to Yuan Ye in the distance.

"I don't mind the matter of Fang Cai, in the future, if you kill innocents like this again, and don't even care about human life, I Yuan Ye will never stand idly by!"

The young man also turned his head and replied aloud, although his tone was immature, but with a fierce air.

"Yes, yes, yes"

The scar man nodded stunned.

"The Zen master is really powerful. ”

"I'm a good boy, but I'm a little younger, but what he said is not unreasonable, people, still have some good thoughts, and after death, you will not be spared the suffering of falling into the hell of Abi. ”

The old Zen master didn't intend to talk to them anymore, so he waved his hand.

"Come down the mountain, tonight, I'm afraid there will be heavy snow. ”

"Yes, thank you. ”

The scar man bowed again, and then led the hunters down the mountain.

"Yuan Ye, don't be so willful and reckless in the future, if it weren't for the teacher behind you, you would still be so safe and sound. ”

"Although Master is relieved, what can I do with just a few of them?"

Yuan Ye's chin was raised lightly, and his tone was full of disdain.

"With a temperament like yours, you will have to suffer hardships in the future, and if you want to attain the Tao, it will not be easy, alas, ......"

Lingzhi Zen Master shook his head and sighed heavily.

The little fox was lying in Yuan Ye's arms, looking at them with bright eyes, shaking his ears, as if listening to their conversation.

"Now that this fox has been saved, you should go and find a safe place for it to recuperate, and we should not stay too long in this snowy mountain. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Yuan Ye lowered his head slightly, hugged the little fox and went forward to find a cave, so that he could house the fox and let his master and apprentice have a temporary place to live tonight.

Le Yao saw them go away, and was thinking about whether to follow, but now the sky in the snowy mountains has darkened, and if she stays any longer, she is only afraid that she will freeze to death in Qingli's dream, or go back to wrap a fox fur before coming in, thinking of the fox fur, she can't help but think of the little fox who almost died under the hunter's arrow, thinking about it like this, it is indeed a little cruel, it's okay, it's better to go back and wrap some winter clothes casually.

Le Yao stood still, and was about to cast a spell to withdraw from Qingli's dream, when the corner of her eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the place where the hunters were standing, on the snowy ground, there was a faint spread of scarlet blood, there was no dispute and fight just now, everyone had already gone down the mountain, where did the blood come from, Le Yao secretly said that it was not good, this was Qingli's dream, and the bloodstains were only traces of real existence in her memory, but Qingli had chosen to forget, she stubbornly believed that the scene when Yuan Ye rescued her was the scene that Le Yao saw in her dream.

Perhaps, the development of things is not what Le Yao saw, Qingli that day, when she woke up, she also saw the blood all over the ground, but she chose to forget, so, what is the truth of the matter?

Le Yao bent down and leaned over to check the large patches of bright red on the ground.

"Who's here?"

Lingzhi Zen Master suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice: "The girl is not from my realm, so it's better not to interfere, go back quickly." ”

Le Yao only had time to raise his head, and the old Zen master had already waved his Zen staff, and the snow was blowing in the sky......

Gasping suddenly, when Le Yao opened her eyes again, she was already on the chaise longue in the Treasure Play Pavilion, Qingli was still asleep, and she was afraid that she would not wake up easily from such a dream.

"Miss is awake?"

Qingluan turned around and saw that Le Yao was staring at Qingli intently, and the suspicious little girl came to Le Yao with an innocent face.

"What are you staring at Miss Qingli like this?"

"Qingluan, you said that once a woman is moved, does she not remember the merits of the matter, and she doesn't care about the truth of the matter, but she is just trapped in her own fantasy dream and doesn't want to wake up?"

"Listen to Miss's tone, but are you talking about Miss Qingli?"

Qingluan, this girl, looks like she is very smug and nervous on weekdays, but she can still see what Le Yao is thinking.

"Miss, since ancient times, there has been a saying that an infatuated woman is a negative man, and a woman who is moved only has her sweetheart in her eyes, and where else can she take care of. Qingluan looked at Le Yao, with a touch of melancholy in her eyes.

"Miss, if you can, Qingluan only hopes that Miss will never know what it is, so that she will not be hurt by love. ”

"Silly girl, you and I are the stupid fox, looking at the world, there are not many men who can enter my eyes. ”

Le Yao got up, covered her mouth with her sleeve, and yawned shallowly.

"I'm also a little tired, Qingli's matter, I'll think about it tomorrow, you can help me watch her well. ”

"Yes, miss. ”

Confused for a while, but couldn't figure it out, Le Yao rubbed her head, and when she returned to the room, she felt extremely sleepy, just didn't have so much energy to think about everything she saw in her dreams, and she had a terrible headache right now, so it was better to go to bed early.

Lying back on the brocade bed, Le Yao took off her veil, reached out and pulled the quilt to cover it casually, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Miss is really tired, so she sent her spiritual power to Miss Qingli, and she has to spend her spiritual knowledge to take care of her. ”

Qingluan pushed open the door and saw Le Yao sleeping soundly, leaned over to help her carefully press the corners of the quilt, and put down the curtains, so that Le Yao could sleep more peacefully.