Thinking of this, it glanced angrily at the little ghost on the railing next to it, thinking that if it wasn't for this guy, where did it get such a field, and at this time it was probably playing happily with its butterfly sister among the flowers......

"Don't you say it quickly, what's the fuss!"

The woman who was high up pressed the bird's body down for another three points.

"Oh, I'll show you the way!, get me out of the ding!" the second yellow monster screamed, and flapped his wings hard, though all the struggles were in vain in the girl's tightly clenched little hands.

The boy who watched this farce from the sidelines didn't know why, and wanted to watch it as a joke, but there were many things in the words of the two that deserved his attention.

Not to mention that Huang Li was punished by the soup at the hands of the arrogant and temperamental girl like the eldest lady in his place, it is the prosaic word 'old donkey', which is worth thinking about.

It was evident from their conversation that the old donkey was not only able to speak, but that his position in the valley was not low, at least, above the two gagging orioles.

On top of that, he's still ugly.

A donkey who can talk and is also very ugly, he has only seen one in his life, and that is Mr. Donkey who was taken out of the western foot by the village owner.

However, when I think of this, there is something that makes no sense, didn't the old donkey be raised in the village owner's thirty-mile peach orchard? Ten thousand steps back, even if he could run out or accidentally walk out of the peach orchard, how did he cross thousands of miles to this mysterious small valley in Mangdang Mountain?

Was it because there were some factors behind these things that he couldn't think of, or was it because he had just unknowingly passed through a large teleportation circle in the wooden basket of the medicine collecting girl and teleported to somewhere thousands of miles away.

In other words, this valley is not actually in the Mangdang Mountains.

This explanation seems plausible, but there are many flaws.

The first is the motive, why did you build such a powerful teleportation circle in Mangdang Mountain, and who built it.

You must know that if you want to build a teleportation circle in the demonic mangdang, it is thousands of times more difficult than the outside world, and so far in the Eastern Regions, only the Qinglong Academy has done this, and it is still the kind of small teleportation circle that only circulates within the campus.

Otherwise, wouldn't Mangdang Mountain, where monsters and beasts are crisscrossed, become the backyard of human beings, come when you want, and leave when you want?

In the worst case, if this teleportation array was discovered by some of the Great Demons of the Four Realms, I am afraid that the Mangdang Demon Tide a few years ago would not have ended in the defeat of Mangdang Mountain.

Mo Fan's little head was running fast, but he didn't understand the ins and outs of these things in front of him after thinking about it, and when he was about to expand the scope of his thinking again, the mysterious woman and Huang Li on the side had already reached some kind of agreement, only to see the unlucky bird being gently pinched by the woman's neck, and the three white fingers grabbed the bird's belly, and the girl lifted Er Huang and walked outside the wooden platform.

When he was about to descend the steps, his free right hand swept over Mo Fan, who couldn't move on the railing.

"Let's go, see the old donkey!"

The woman shouted merrily.

It was really a tiger falling Pingyang to be bullied by dogs, Mo Fan said deeply in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that all his meridians were broken at this moment, the acupoints of his whole body were displaced, and the main consciousness in the spirit mansion had fainted due to excessive pain, he must jump to the girl and give the girl a few bursts, so that she knew what was the power of a thousand stones in the later stage of foundation building!

But at this moment, he can only imagine it in his heart, and he can't even get over his addiction.

Sandwiched between the crooks of the arms by the weak girl, walking leisurely on the flower fields full of the fragrance of the earth, the grief and indignation in Mo Fan's heart were about to reach the extreme, and he almost couldn't even recite the magic of the Fanyan decision.

Being teased like this by his peers is the first time he has suffered.

Fortunately, he was still half-embraced by the girl at the moment, and not directly carried out by the girl as he had been in the house before, otherwise he would have been afraid that he would use his head as a hoe to plow the land, and plough the soil of the valley wantonly!

In that case, he would even have the heart to die......

With the yellow oriole leading the way, the girl walked left and right in the vast valley, and the thought of seeing the mysterious old donkey could not help showing a smile, and the corners of her mouth opened slightly, and hummed a little tune that she used to hum at home many years ago:

"Yulan soup is fragrant, and the clothes are like flowing English. The spirit is curled up, and the rotten is not clear. ”

"There is more than enough in Jizhou, and there are poor people all over the world. Sifu Jun is too restful, and he is extremely worried. ”

The song is tactful, the flowers are swaying at the low back, the dew drops are all out of the balls, the high-pitched places go straight into the sky, the sound is curbing the clouds, and the end is a thousand postures, and the charm is endless.

Just looking at the girl's coquettish behavior before, I never imagined that she was so poignant and moving when she sang, and the loneliness that she couldn't get was so expressive in the girl's singing.

Mo Fan heard that she was singing one of the "Chu Ci" - "Yun Zhongjun", and remembered that when she used to teach in a private school with the third son, Mr. said that this article was about people's attachment and expectation to God, as well as God's return for people's prayers.

It's just that when the girl was singing, she omitted the middle paragraph about the description of divine power, and only sang in a low voice the process of coming and going, leaving a piece of confusion in people's hearts and lingering.

"There is more than enough in Jizhou, and there are poor people all over the world. Sifu Jun is too restful, and he is extremely worried. ”

Listening to the girl singing the last four sentences in a low voice repeatedly, quite the flavor of the loop of Yangguan three stacks, Mo Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and secretly sighed that the girl who could sing was really glowing, and the kind of warm light that unconsciously emitted wiped out his previous prejudices and the revenge methods he thought of in the future.

This girl is a strange girl.

While thinking like this, indulging in the singing of Qing Ling, Mo Fan looked around again and found that he had been carried by the girl and came to a lofty mountain.

Looking up, the mountain peaks are endlessly high, straight into the clouds, and even the flowing clouds and yin and yang are cut off.

Surrounded by a cool mountain shade, it is so quiet that even the sound of the wind is rare, and where is the restless cry of the old donkey in the past?

The woman glanced around, grabbed the bird's belly and pointed inward for three points, and said coldly, "This is it?"

"Yes, yes, we used to come here to see Mr. Donkey. Huang Li swallowed his saliva and said resignedly.

"You can't bluff me! There are cliffs and mountains all around, where is the shadow of an ugly donkey, or do you think it will fall from the sky in front of you?"

The woman waved her hand and threw Mo Fan on the grass next to her, carried Huang Li close to her face, stared at the other party who was about to be scared stupid, her big smart eyes turned, and she suddenly opened her mouth, and she was about to swallow Huang Li alive!

"Help, save me, donkey brother!"

Looking at the good-looking little face that was getting closer and closer, Huang Li shouted without hesitation: "No, Uncle Donkey, Grandpa Donkey! Come and save me." It's all spiritual creatures, you can't see death and not save it!"

The echo was heard far away, and there was silence in the valley, and no other sound could be heard.

Seeing that the bird's feathers were about to be stained with saliva, the yellow bird stopped its previous fluttering, as if resigned to its fate, the bird's eyes closed, only to feel that the whole body was in darkness, even if it was buried in the darkness, there was no harm.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a donkey's howl at the corner of the mountain, and the door of the cave was opened, and the original tightly sealed mountain stone suddenly cracked open the mouth of the road to the height of one person, and from it, a bald old donkey walked out leisurely.

......

......

"I don't understand, why are you so obsessed with seeing me?"

Mr. Donkey, who gradually twisted out of the peak, was a bald old donkey, and at this time he looked at the girl condescendingly, and the righteousness on the donkey's face was fluttering, which seemed to have a strange fairy flavor.

Mo Fan, who was lying on the grass, thought that after a few years, the old donkey was three points uglier than before, earlier he still had a few circles of shiny black hair around him, and he still looked like some heroic zebras, but now the donkey has no hair, and it looks more and more like a white-skinned pig in a breeding factory.

Listening to the old donkey's question, looking at the open and closed mouth of the donkey full of mottled tooth marks after tooth loss, the woman standing in front of the mountain smiled, it seemed that it was far away, and she could not smell the sour smell from the donkey's mouth.

"There are some things that I have to see you to understand. ”

It was obviously the same face, but the woman's smile was different from the warmth and innocence of the girl who rescued Mo Fan in the mountain stream before.

The old donkey looked at this smile, smacked the donkey's mouth, swallowed the previously undigested and regurgitated millet back into his stomach, stuck out his tongue and said, "You know that even if you see me, you won't get an answer." ”

"Besides, how dare I tell you the answer? ”

Mr. Donkey thought of a gentle woman's left-handed sword, and the expression on Donkey's face became three points more vivid.

"Yes, you don't dare to tell me, and you don't know the answer, but I still have to see you. ”

The girl walked up to Mo Fan, picked the latter up, and asked the question that she was puzzled about at first: "What you said shouldn't have taste, but is it from this little guy?"

Hearing this, the old donkey opened his hooves, jumped off the mountain, kicked twice in the air, and landed firmly on the grass.

He wanted to lean forward and sniff the boy, hesitated for a second, and suddenly sighed: "Why bother, you see me today, maybe it's still that person's arrangement." ”

The girl shook her head and said, "The master of Xu'er only counts the destiny of heaven, not human life. ”

Lying in the crook of the girl's arm, Mo Fan listened to the tone of her voice and felt that the word 'Zhu'er' was not self-referential.

Maybe it was the deaf girl who rescued him in the mountain stream earlier.

It's just that there are still too many things that I can't figure out, although the old donkey's hair is bald, but the strange and ugly appearance is obviously Mr. Donkey who went to Lin Village with him more than four years ago, how can he appear in this mysterious valley now, and he looks quite familiar with this mysterious woman who occupies the body of 'Zhu'er'.