Three years later

In the summer of June, the rotten grass is a firefly, and it is extremely far from the light.

The summer is scorching, and the scorching sun is scorching, baking the quiet and peaceful Xinghua Village. Several old people at the entrance of the village hid in the melon shed with sad faces, looking at the cracked and hot earth and sighing. This year, there was a sudden drought in the southwest of Nanzhan Buzhou, and not even a single rain fell. There is some grain in the longitudinal grain warehouse, but it is not too much, and it is unknown whether it can survive this year's cold winter, which can be bitter for the croppers.

It is said that there is a jewel in the world called Dripping Heavenly Dew. In ancient times, there was an unprecedented drought in Kyushu, and there was a dragon in the East China Sea that had only cultivated for thousands of years to be compassionate to sentient beings, and its tears turned into rain to descend on the mainland, and all sentient beings were saved.

And that tear turned into a drop of dew and spread in the world.

The villagers raised money and asked the monks to help find the dew, but the big monks couldn't look down on the money, and the little monks couldn't find it, so the middle-ranking monks sat on the ground and raised the price, and the lion opened his mouth and asked for 10,000 taels of silver, and the people were miserable.

However, in order to make a living, all localities still tightened their belts and tried desperately to scrape together money, but only Xinghua Village did not hand over the silver taels for a long time. It's just because Mu Zisu said wildly, "Why give them the money, Ditianlu, I'll find it." ”

When the monks heard the arrogant words of this sixteen-year-old girl, they simply went to Xinghua Village to see the excitement, and they wanted to see if any unlucky child who had not grown all his hair was going to cut off their wealth. It's not that the enemies don't get together, the sect headed by this is the Shenxiao faction where Qiao Shuying, the proud daughter of the sky of Danfeng Academy, was located.

At noon, Li Le, a hunter in the east of the village, ran home sweating profusely and yelled eagerly at his daughter-in-law who was breastfeeding the child: "Oh no! I just saw Mr. Xiao's Mu Zisu follow the people of the Blood Devouring Pavilion away! ”

Li Zhang's became anxious when he heard this, "Blood Devouring Pavilion?!" That, that's a well-known demon sect, they specialize in abducting and selling young children to eat raw to practice evil skills. Zi Su is a bit capable, but where is she the opponent of the pavilion master Blood Eagle! Li Zhang's brain was so anxious that his brain was confused, "You, why don't you go up to save her!" ”

This Mr. Xiao is a man of God, and sixteen years ago, he passed through Xinghua Village with Mu Zisu, who was still a baby in his family, and has settled down since then. Although he is a little demented, he has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, last year when she gave birth to a baby bleeding profusely, or her husband pulled her back from the ghost gate. In this year's drought, Mu Zisu dug a sweet and cool well water by himself, so that the villagers would not run out of water to drink.

This pair of master and apprentice is kind to Xinghua Village.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Alas, I shouldn't have listened to her in the first place, how good it would be for us to hand over the money and let others find it, and she wouldn't end up dying before she got out of school. ”

"Hurry up and inform sir! I went to tell the village chief to gather the men of the village to rescue her. Either way, give it a try! ”

Orion went out the door, and muttered as he walked quickly, "What's the use of telling him, do you expect him to be a fool who can't even lift a knife..."

When the hunter arrived, Xiao Xian was lying on a chaise longue in the shade of a tree, his eyebrows were sparse, his facial features were delicate, his white jade crown was holding the white hair that poured to the ground, and there was a small red flower pinned to his bun that the naughty children had inserted while he was sleeping. His wide coat fluttered gently in the summer breeze, like an immortal in Penglai Palace. He had a big white cat in his arms, and rhubarb and little yellow were surrounded by his feet. I don't know why, the little animals in the village love to drill into him.

"Sir, sir! Wake up, something is wrong! ”

Xiao Xian's white eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and his tone was faintly lazy, "Huh? ”

"Your gluttony was abducted by the people of the Blood Devouring Pavilion!"