The wooden harrier stood upright beside Yuan Daoqiao's corpse, its eyes searching the crowd, from Zhao Zimai to Chen Yong to Cao Min, who had just arrived...... It was surrounded by its enemies, but it was left with only two eyes that were almost completely destroyed.

"Cover it."

Cao Min gave the order, and a large net fell from the sky and covered the wooden harrier, but when it was about to get close to its body, it escaped. The wooden harrier flew flat against the ground, floating flat in the air, looking down at the people below with a pair of terrifying eyes.

The crowd was boiling with cries of panic, and people fled in all directions, panicking for fear of running slower and inviting unforeseen disasters.

Finally, it found her, in a blurred gaze, in the hoarse roars of the servants. It saw her standing in the midst of the rapidly retreating crowd, like a god of majesty and compassion.

It pounced on her, its wings painted with the word "Shou" fluttering out, as if it were about to knock her to the ground.

But she didn't move, just stared at it with a pair of red amber eyes.

"Zheng...... ......It let out a terrifying cry, but there seemed to be a layer of light floating in the mutilated eyes, a layer of longing light.

The desire for death.

Luckily, she understood its desire.

A flame rose in Mu Xiaowu's palm, and when the fire ignited, it illuminated the body of the wood harrier, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and set it off like a god. She pressed the fire in her palm towards the wooden harrier, and the blue flame suddenly turned into a ball of fire, enveloping it entirely.

The crackling sound of the bamboo slice came from the fireball, its broad wings were scorched and melted, and two clusters of crimson "Shou" characters emerged with sparks, like two flowers in full bloom and defeat.

The wooden harrier waited, waiting to leave this world that should not have set foot in, waiting for the moment when everything returned to zero.

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a scream from behind, and its heart tugged, damn it, it was the heart that didn't exist again. It turned back and used the last bit of strength in its life.

It's Ling'er, her eyes are full of tears, like the tranquil lake at the foot of Mount Lu.

It didn't hurt if it didn't move, and it looked at her, feeling that the last of its remaining heart was burned by fire.

***

The sharp westerly wind brushed the sky higher and higher, and a transparent cloud faintly obscured the already hot sun, and the weather became even cooler.

Cao Min insisted on sending Zhao Zimai and his party to the city gate, but he pushed back again and again, but he couldn't match his enthusiasm, so he had to give up.

However, Mu Xiaowu, who was regarded as a "benefactor" by Cao Min, did not join this rush of courtesy, she rode a horse alone and walked in the front, her tall and straight back was like a sharp sword sharpened like clay.

"This Mu girl is really amazing, she burned that evil thing with a fire, and I don't know who the master is." Cao Min has not recovered from the "revenge battle" a few days ago, and he has been chattering at Zhao Zimai all the way.

At that time, the wooden harrier's eyes were damaged and had no lethal power, so Miss Mu was able to easily subdue it. Lord Cao must not always talk about this matter, so as not to bring trouble to their ancestors and grandchildren. Zhao Zimai was afraid that Cao Min would make a big deal about it, so he told him.

"Don't dare, don't dare, my lord is too worried, Miss Mu avenged my wife, it's too late for her subordinates to be grateful, how can she make trouble for her." Cao Min was busy.

Zhao Zimai nodded slightly, and after driving the horse out of a few steps, he suddenly turned his head to the side and grabbed the reins.

Chen's kite shop was crowded with people, in addition to merchants from other provinces, there were also many local residents of Lucheng. After the "big war" a few days ago, everyone now thinks that the kites sold by the Chen family can ward off evil spirits, so they have bought them and hung them on the door, which has become a unique scenery in Lucheng.

It's just that in the corner of the bustling shop, there is a person sitting quietly, and the excitement next to her seems to have nothing to do with her, and she enjoys her own tranquility.

"Ling'er." Zhao Zimai blurted out her name.

"Oh, this girl is working in the Chen family now, and there is no one in the Yuan family, so Chen Yong saw that she was pitiful, so he took her in." Cao Min explained, shook his head and exclaimed, "But this girl is smart, I don't know what method she used, and she actually confused that evil thing." Lord Zhao, think about it, it didn't even let go of Yuan Daoqiao's biological daughter, and it actually showed mercy to this Ling'er girl's subordinates......"

"Maybe things are not what Master Cao imagined," Zhao Zimai pondered for a moment, and then said softly, "But there are indeed some things I haven't figured out, and I want to ask this girl for a lesson or two." ”

With that, he got off his horse, walked into Chen's kite shop, and stood still in front of Ling'er.

"Lord Zhao?" Ling'er looked up at him, and the quietness in her eyes surprised him, "Adults have something to ask me?" ”

"You know what I'm going to ask?"

Ling'er said without thinking, "My lord wants to know how I escaped from Yuan Daoqiao's hands that day. ”

Zhao Zimai paused for a moment, and slowly said his guess, "It protects you and doesn't let Yuan Daoqiao hurt you, so you have a chance to escape from the forest, Miss Ling'er, is my guess right?" ”

The smile on Ling'er's face gradually faded, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips trembled a little, but she stubbornly did not shed tears.

Oh, she stood up, reached out and took off a kite hanging on the wall behind her, a smile appeared on her lips, and she said softly, "I followed Chen Gongzi for a few days to make this kite, but my craftsmanship is too rough, it is estimated that all the kites in this store have been sold, and I am afraid that no one wants it." ”

It was a wooden harrier, not much bigger than the butterfly that Chen used. As Ling'er said, it is very rough, whether it is the bamboo frame or the pattern and color, it is not satisfactory. However, those eyes are expressive, the upper corners of the eyes outlined by the brush are a little fierce, and the two red pupils seem to be poured with blood.

"Don't be afraid, my wooden harrier doesn't kill, it's just looking for someone who can give it a little warmth." Ling'er's eyes seemed to reflect a touch of light, gentle as water.

***

"My lord, what did she say? How the hell did she escape the woods that day? As soon as he walked out of the shop, Cao Min greeted him, and after glancing at Ling'er, who was still sitting far away in the corner, he hurriedly asked Zhao Zimai.

"She didn't say anything." Zhao Zimai smiled, turned around and shouted at Baotian to follow, then waved his whip, and rode his horse towards the city gate, "Lord Cao, don't send it, the mountains and rivers are far away, we must say goodbye in the end, we will meet again." ”

He chased after the Mu ancestors, and the wind passed by his ears, and at first glance, it sounded like the sound of a bamboo whistle. (End of volume)