"What do I want to do, and what does it have to do with you? You're probably prepared for a bad fight with me. Am I right, Daoist? ”

"I can't believe that a youkai can coexist peacefully with humans."

Tartar's laughter softened. She didn't answer Shanhai's question directly, but changed the subject.

"The recipe you're using can put both humans and weak monsters to sleep. There are herbs unique to Aorisawa inside. Where do you come from? Is it a tour of the mountains and rivers, or a visit to the Shadow Pavilion? ”

“…… I also want to ask you, why did the wolf demon hurt you? ”

Seeing that Tartar didn't plan to go along honestly, he decided to change the question.

"Oh...... This matter," Tartar took a light breath, "Isn't it normal for youkai to hunt each other?" Just like you human beings, don't you also attack one settlement against another, one city against another, one nation plunders another? ”

“……”

"It's just unfortunate that when I was entangled with it, that guy Hu Yanyi rushed over...... I had to put away my demon power and pretend to be attacked by a wolf demon. It's no match for me, but acting has to be a full set of ...... I'm wounded, and the wolf demon will naturally think I'm really weak. As long as you lie down and pretend to be sick, there will always be a night when it will throw itself into the net. ”

It's a cunning monster.

The light of the candle casts her shadow in front of the mountains and seas. Before he knew it, the shadow gradually spread, enveloping his face.

The shadow in front of him clearly has four weird fluffy tails.

Is it really a fox demon......?

There is a legend that the tail of the cat is cultivated, and one is cultivated every nine years; The fox demon is different, it will only split one in a hundred years, and Chitose is with Tiantong. But the so-called "thousand-year-old fox spirits" are very few, and they just live in stories passed down by word of mouth. As far as Shan Hai knows, these statements are also for reference only, and there are many factors that really affect the cultivation of monsters.

For example, the rumored four-tailed fox has become a demon master, and will not succumb to such a place. What's more, she didn't let Shanhai feel the oppression of the demonic aura commensurate with her.

As a fox demon, she is still very young.

"Mountains and seas?"

The two were in a stalemate, and Shi Wuqi suddenly opened the curtain and walked in. Immediately afterwards, Miss Qi, Mu Wan and Ah Luan all followed. Shan Hai was a little stunned, he pointed outside and asked:

"You're not...... With Hu Yanyi? ”

"There is still the medicine powder, I stunned him, it's not a big problem."

“……”

I hope I don't get caught by the patriarch and make such a big move.

But let's count them as having a conscience.

"How? Ask something? ”

Mu Wan was still a little alert, and her hand kept resting on the handle of the umbrella. As soon as I entered, I saw that fang-toothed, menacing shadow. They all knew the situation of the mountains and seas, so they all stared at the girl in front of them with hostility.

"Well, as you say, she is a beautiful woman."

Shi Wuqi looked at her, and she smiled modestly.

"I just don't know, why did he take on the form of a girl?"

Even the mountains and seas, they were silent. The night was exceptionally quiet and cold. Through the thick tent, the coolness and tranquility slowly seeped into their bone marrow.

Tartar looked at them, and she—his face turned cold.

Those gentleness that belong to women are actually polite and coping. But at the same time, the majesty of men does not emerge. It was just quiet, faint, empty, as if a mask had been peeled off, but there was nothing under the mask, as if there was an empty expression.

"Can't I hide it from you?"

His neutral tone of interest was raised slightly. Then, he slowly took off the white velvet hat on his head. A pair of pointy, light-gray fox ears were revealed. Dai Luan whispered "wow". She had never seen a real fox demon, and the only time she touched the little fox was the fox god who hugged the god He when she was in Huansha City.

"Is the fox fairy going to fight us?" Shi Wuqi asked, "Although we don't know about your strength, in order not to attract attention here, you must not have eaten anyone—at least not among the clansmen." So your demonic power must be limited. ”

Tartar didn't speak, as if weighing something. He really had no reason to clash with them head-on, and it would only leave a mess that could not be explained to his people. Until now, he has not revealed his identity, which just proves that his purpose cannot be exposed. Therefore, Shi Wuqi dared to gamble like this.

Ah Luan stared at him blankly.

"But...... I want to know, did you grow up here? If you are not the child of the patriarch, then where is the real county lord? ”

Mu Wan's expression was more direct: "Did you kill her in order to replace her?" ”

Tartar tilted her face slightly. Half of the light goes up, and the yin and yang are distinct.

He stood up suddenly, and several of them stepped back slightly. But instead of coming over to them, he turned around and rummaged through his Wu Jian. After a while, he took out a small, delicate porcelain jar from inside. This porcelain jar looks like the craftsmanship of the grassland people themselves, painted with unique patterns.

"The county lord is here."

They gasped.

Tartar opened the lid and held it in both hands in front of several people. Only Shi Wuqi walked up and poked his finger into the jar stuffed with gray powder—the ash was like the color of his coat.

“…… It is indeed the ashes of a person. ”

"What the hell do you want to do?" Mu Wan asked.

Tartar closed the urn and turned to put it down. When she faced them again, she had an extra braided bracelet in her hand. He handed them the bracelet, and Shanhai took it and looked at it carefully. The bracelet is very old, it should be made of wool, and the thread is dyed red and yellow, but it is already very light.

"It's also the Lord's stuff—the real Lord," Tarhime smiled, "I know you don't want to say what comes out of the mouth of a youkai. But it's better to listen to me tell the story first, and then you can choose to believe it or not to believe it. ”

Shanhai agreed, and others didn't make a sound. They all knew that if they really fought on this territory, it would definitely not be this old vixen who would suffer.

"The lord died when he was ten years old. Counting it up, it's about the seventh year. ”

The county lord's mother and the patriarch were very much in love. On the day she gave birth to the county lord, she died in childbirth. Although many people persuaded him, he did not continue the string. The county lord looks very similar to his mother, and this bracelet was also knitted for her by her mother before her death, and she wore it from childhood to adulthood.

At that time, the settlement had good relations with the foreigners, and there was a close movement between the various city-states. Compared to the nomadic sense of now, they were more like a troop of merchants. Money has no real meaning to them, they prefer to exchange objects with different cultural colors and practical things. They don't need a house, the whole Biliyuan is their home; They also don't need to buy food, and the cattle and sheep in the steppe are as many as they want. For a long time, everything was fine.

Hu Yanyi is the most powerful hunter in the clan, and he has been since he was a child. He was three years older than the county lord, but they played together until they grew up. When the county lord was seven years old, Hu Yanyi, who was still a child, killed an old fox spirit with his companions, and captured a little gray fox that had escaped and presented it to the county lord. She happily accepted it. The little fox screamed and was scared.

That night, she hugged the little fox and talked a lot together. At last she let it go—she knew how sad it was to be without a mother, and even if she had never experienced life with a mother, she would have a wonderful, sad feeling when she saw the joy of a mother and child in the clan, and the cubs snuggling up to their mother on the grassland. She felt that the loss of her mother was already painful, and that she should at least be given her freedom. The little gray fox is the child of the demon fox, he wrote down this kindness, studied spells diligently, and wanted to learn to transform one day, and thanked the county lord in person. Since then, the little gray fox has been quietly following them. Wherever the tent moved, it secretly followed, and occasionally when the county lord was alone, it ran to her.

She is upright, kind, and loved by all people and animals.

Bilihara is large—perhaps larger, but it's more empty and ethereal, unsettling to those who come alone. The few youkai on the grassland are also dangerous, attacking people who are alone. One day, they met three Central Plains people on their way to migrate. They were so depressed that they almost died on the steppe. The three of them were given water and food, cared for, and regained their spirits. In the evening, they lit a bonfire, and the county lord was by their side, listening to them tell the story of the Central Plains.

The Central Plains is very large, larger than Biliyuan, and there is everything. The three merchants pulled off the grass around them and made a lot of interesting things for her. She learned that the people of the Central Plains do not sit on the ground, they have a kind of furniture called chairs and tables - the grassland does not have them, and it is very inconvenient to move them around. As for the house, she has only seen it, not lived in it. When it rains outside, the house is not damp at all, and the soundproofing is better than the tent, so it is quieter and safer to sleep on. There are no such ferocious beasts and monsters in the city as on the grasslands. If you go south, there will be no snow in winter, everything will be warm, and the geese flying over the grassland will go there for the winter. There are also many trees, many flowers, which are not found in the grassland. There is also a dish in the southern cities, called osmanthus sugar lotus, which has a kind of steamed sticky rice, a kind of fabric that grows holes in the water, and a fragrant flower, which has been stuffed with honey, and they are mixed together, and they taste sweet. There are many, many delicious and fun things that she has never seen and heard of.

The county lord, who has been trapped in the clan and has been instilled with the intention of inheriting the position of patriarch since childhood, and is bored by it, also wants to be free.

"I'll go with you and take me to the Central Plains!" She said.

It was a Mid-Autumn night. Little did she know that her little gray fox had finally learned to transform into a little boy similar to the county lord. But the little boy didn't know where his little princess had gone.