"Maybe it landed on the collar when you entered the house, what's wrong?" Book Seven was puzzled, and he couldn't see his back collar himself.

"It's human blood." Feiyan sniffed it and immediately determined it.

"Human blood?" She hurried up to take a look, and when she looked up, she could only see the dark planks, and several people came to the roof and worked together to dismantle the roof.

I saw a little boy hiding below, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and I quickly remembered that he was the little boy who guided her that day, and now he was so thin that he only had skin left.

"There are still living people."

The boy was frightened, and curled up in a ball, not daring to move.

Wuxin and the others went down from the roof to the floor one after another, and the wooden planks made a "crunching" sound while bearing the weight of several people.

"Don't be afraid, kid, we're here to save you."

"No, don't come here."

The boy covered his face and shrunk it tighter.

"He's lost his mind, so let's take him away first." Jun Ruxi stopped her who was about to comfort the little boy, but in fact he was afraid that the little boy would suddenly go crazy and hurt his heartlessness.

Wuxin nodded, it's better to bring people back first.

Shu Qi hit the boy on the shoulder, the boy fell unconscious in an instant, while it was not too late, a few people walked on the way back to Taocheng, and the monkeys in the mountains came to make trouble again, and they could have walked out of the range of Sichuan City before dark, but they didn't get out until it was dark.

"Damn it!"

Jun Ruxi guarded Wuxin forward, and the monkey either held their feet or dragged them back, walking all the way, and the monkey corpses were all over the ground.

"Don't kill! Monkeys are spiritual, and it's either a good thing or a bad thing for them to stop us like this, so let's be prepared. Wuxin took his sword-wielding hand, beckoned Feiyan and them closer, and a bonfire was lit on the spot, and the monkeys extinguished the fire as if they were not afraid of death, and suddenly the unpleasant smell of burning came.

"You dead monkeys, you're full!"

Shuqi couldn't help but quarrel with a monkey who couldn't understand human speech.

Unintentionally grabbed him, put his index finger to his lips to make a silence, everyone raised their vigilance, and even their breathing was restrained.

"Cluck~squeak~" A strange sound of bones rubbing against each other came, and the monkeys fled to the trees, and several monkeys grabbed their feet and pointed to the tree poles.

Several people looked at each other, and Jun Ruxi immediately jumped onto the branch with no intention.

In a moment, a strangely shaped thing came out of the woods, and by the darkness of the night, it was barely able to see the face of a person.

"What is this?" The four of them were puzzled.

I saw that thing walking all the way to Chuancheng.

"Let's go back first." Shuqi's whole person was panicked, and he felt that Chuancheng was very weird.

Tao Cheng, it was late at night when the few people returned to the room, she was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep, holding a stone in her hand, thinking about whether to leave the small stone here.

The next day, when the boy woke up, he still refused to say anything, and shrunk himself into a ball, and no one was allowed to approach.

He didn't want to force him, and after two days, his condition was much better, so he took him to the clinic every day and asked him to help boil the medicine and decoction, as if he was back in the pharmacy.

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of February, the plague was completely controlled, there were no new infected people, and those who were slightly milder had been cured.

With this experience, the people of Taocheng no longer dare to eat wild animals.

When he learned from somewhere that the source of the poison came from the grass sprout, he hated the grass sprout to the core, and set fire to the mountain together, almost introducing the fire into the city, and was reprimanded by the city lord.

This person likes to chatter as soon as he is idle, I don't know who made up the unintentional past to talk and laugh, fortunately, the reputation of the unintentional has not been good since he was a child, and it is not painful to add a penny, and the people feel bored after talking about it for a few days, and begin to have fun in the "living Bodhisattva" Qin Ling.

Speaking of this Qin Ling, since he was teased by Wuxin that day, he has been thinking about the "Black Wind King" played by Wuxin every day, and he has reached the point where he doesn't think about tea and dinner.

After learning about it, she patted her thigh and laughed fiercely, this girl has a wrong outlook, and she actually misses a flower thief who humiliated her so much.

"Xin'er, look at what I bought you." Jun Ruxi held the things in his hand in front of her like a treasure.

A white bird raised its head from the palm of his hand, a little emerald green between his eyebrows, and was tilting his head to look at Wuxin curiously, his watery eyes were innocent like a child, very cute.

"Meow!" The steamed bun that jumped out of nowhere slapped the white bird away.

He licked the cat's paws, and looked at Jun Ruxi with a shirt, just a mortal bird will also deliver my little master? Will it deliver letters? Will it infiltrate the enemy camp? Will it ventilate? Will it wash the soul of the little master?

After the white bird was flapped away by him, it fluttered its wings and flew around the room and landed on Jun Ruxi's shoulder.

"Xin'er, this cat is too naughty, it's time to change."

Jun Ruxi received his picky eyes, gritted his teeth and watched him jump into his unintentional arms to show off.

Unintentionally smiled, touching the hair on the back of the steamed bun, this guy has been in good spirits recently, and he is finally willing to get out of bed and run away.

"He doesn't like the bird you sent."

"It doesn't matter if you look at it or not, as long as you like it."

Jun Ruxi put the bird in the palm of his hand, touched his fingers between its eyebrows, and the bird felt comfortable and closed its eyes happily.

"Since you don't like steamed buns, you might as well keep this bird for yourself.

Besides, I'm not very fond of pets, and it's enough to have steamed buns. "Cats and birds love to fight the most, and she will have troubles in the future when they are raised together.

"But I've already bought this bird, what a pity to throw it away, I heard that this is a local intelligence bird, not afraid of people, and the chirping means that there is danger around."

He repeatedly touched the bird's head, his eyes regretful, this bird was very precious, he spent a lot of effort to buy it, and domesticated it for a few days before giving it to Wuxin.

"Meow~" Ben Da Meow is much more accurate than it.

The gesture of the steamed bun with his teeth and claws, but unfortunately everyone can understand his sign language.

"Wait, you're saying it's an intelligence bird?" Wuxin was a little moved, indeed, she didn't like useless ornaments, if this bird could really predict danger, it would be okay to accept it.

"Yes~ If you don't want it, I'll lose it."

"Then you stay, I'll keep it and try it." Wuxin held down the steamed bun and was about to slap the bird's claws, one hand dragged him to his body, and the other hand took the bird in Jun Ruxi's hand.

"Xin'er, then you can name it."

"Well, it's got a little bit of green, so it's a flower roll." I didn't think about it and didn't want to blurt it out.

Steamed bun meow laughed out loud, Hanamai, this name is too ugly, and then he remembered his name, and he couldn't laugh in an instant, little master, what kind of name do you have, it's too casual!

"Hanamaki, it's a good name, uh~ in short, it's good."

Jun Ruxi opened her eyes and said nonsense, trying to find some verses to praise the essence of her name, but found that she couldn't find the words to describe it.

"Okay, what's the latest news from Jingzhong?" Unintentionally put down the steamed bun and asked him.

"The situation is not optimistic, the economy is monopolized, many shops are closed, people's daily life is not open, and the treasury is gradually being emptied."

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