The old man looked behind him and saw two people running towards him.

But he didn't feel at ease, who knew if the two of them were bandits. Greeted his son, who was sleeping in the car, picked up a wooden stick and greeted him.

"Uncle, are you going to enter the city?" Bouraud, of course, noticed the wooden stick in the old man's hand. But he's not a robber, so he shouldn't have an accident.

"Who are you?" The old man asked, glaring at Boro's face.

"We're not bad people, don't worry, we're just lost. Can't find our way back, can you give us a ride if you can. Saying that, Boro revealed the clear stream behind him, "My friend and I have been frozen for the night, can you give us some hot water?"

"What a beautiful girl. The old man was amazed by Qingxi's appearance, and his guard had gradually weakened.

"Daddy, where are the robbers!" A man who looked slightly older than Boro rushed forward with an iron sword. At a glance, he took a fancy to the girl hiding behind Boro.

Being watched by two strangers, Qingxi subconsciously hid behind Boro. Tapping Boro's shoulder, "I... Let's go. ”

"Why?" Boro turned his head strangely and asked, "Aren't you tired?" so you don't have to walk. ”

"But ......"

"Dad, we were going home anyway, so let's take them for a ride. The man said to his father with a smile when he saw Qingxi's shy appearance.

The old man hesitated, but finally decided to do what his son wanted. "Yes, you can, but we won't provide you with food. ”

"Daddy!"

"So be it. If you want hot water, go and boil it yourself now," the old man glanced at the sun in the sky, "In another half an hour, we will start to hurry." Try to get back into lockdown before sunset tomorrow. ”

"Thank you, uncle," Boro thanked with a smile, and the man waved his hand casually, "Come with me." I'll take you to fetch water. ”

"What do you call Big Brother?" Boro was not polite, took the kettle handed by the man and poured it into the pot to boil over the fire. Qingxi has been clinging to him, for fear that the man will do something to him.

"Just call me Song Zhi. The man smiled heartily and handed over two meatloaf, "How can you get lost in such a place?"

"Met the bad guys. Boro handed one of the meatloafs to Qingxi. After she took it, she deliberately glanced at Song Zhi, but she didn't move her mouth to eat.

"Bad guys?"

"Hmm," Boro explained vaguely, his mouth still filled with bread, "...... Qingxi said that the bad guys we met last night seemed to be called blood demons. But in my opinion, they are similar to ordinary people. ”

"Blood Demon!" Song Zhi looked stunned: "You said that you escaped death at the hands of the blood demon last night!

"Exorcist?"

"We are exorcists. Qingxi, who had been afraid to speak, finally spoke.

However, when Song Zhi turned her head to look at her, she was still a little shy, and looked down at the meatloaf in her hand, "But we are only the lowest level exorcists." ”

Song Zhi shook his head, "In my opinion, exorcists are not high or low, as long as they are to save the people, they are the most noble." Pity...... I wasn't destined to be an exorcist. ”

"Although I don't understand what an exorcist is, but even a scumbag like Lu Bu who has no credibility can become an exorcist, why can't you?"

Faced with Boro's question, Song Zhi felt as if he was mocking himself.

Qingxi can probably understand Song Zhi's pain, after all, although he is an exorcist, he has always been disliked by others. I feel inferior because I am too weak. Now Song Zhi is just like himself, and he needs someone to comfort him.

But apparently Qingxi didn't have the courage to say that kind of thing.

"You guys wonder, why do you have to be an exorcist. It's good to be yourself, why are you so tired to pursue those vain fame.

Just like me, although I don't know what an exorcist really is. But what does it matter? It doesn't have to be that others think you are, you are.

Sometimes self-satisfaction is happier. ”

The two of them did not understand what Boro was trying to say.

Qingxi quietly kicked Boro, and explained to Song Zhi, "Maybe Boro probably means that he doesn't need to be recognized by the Exorcist Guild to perform the task of an exorcist." The most important thing is actually your own heart. ”

"But now I think it's actually good not to be an exorcist......" Qingxi's mood was a little low, probably remembering the previous incident again.

"Hey, the wind is coming!!" Song Bo stood not far away and looked at the end of the horizon, and others might not know anything. You will even sigh at the beauty of the morning glow.

But the old man has been on this road for most of his life, and he can accurately capture the slightest wind and grass around him.

Now he could smell the slightest chill in the air, and then he turned and shouted to the three young men.

"The wind is coming!" Song Zhi was even more nervous when he heard this sentence than when he heard the blood demon just now.

Immediately extinguish the flames on the ground and bring the pot into the car. And a few stakes under the trees around the carriage.

"Boro, come and help me!" Song Zhi held the hammer and shouted to Boro.

"What am I going to do?" Boro didn't understand what this was for, wasn't it just a wind, why was he so nervous, and it wasn't normal for a storm to hit the sky.

"Just hold on to the stakes. ”

Song Zhi raised the hammer in his hand and smashed down the wooden stake in Boro's hand until it was deeply embedded in the earth.

Song Bo unhurriedly untied the horse's reins, moved to the left side of the carriage, and placed an arc-shaped iron plate on the right side.

"Girl, help me hold the rope!" Song Bo didn't know what Qingxi was called, so he called it so casually.

"Me?" I don't know what's going on, but it looks like something big is going to happen. Qingxi followed what Song Bo said, and tightly pulled the rope for a while.

"Is that all?"

"You just stay there and don't move. The old man struggled to climb onto the roof of the car, originally this job was handed over to Song Zhi, but now he seems to have other things to do.

The iron plate and the carriage were firmly tied together with ropes, and the work of Boro and Song Zhi on the left side was over.

Two young men carefully helped the old man out of the carriage.

"What is this going to do?" Boro asked curiously, he had no idea what was coming.

"The son tied up all the horses. This year's winter ghost is coming," the old man finished, patting Boro on the shoulder.

"Don't be blown away, young man. ”

Before he could finish speaking, from the southern horizon, there was a huge roar like the roar of a giant beast......