After a while, the old woman stood for a long time, and then had gout, so she went into the house to rest.

Huang Wufeng finished cleaning up the dishes, went outside the house to feed the chickens, and swaggered into the room, and when he passed by Bai Ling's side, he pretended to sigh, "I don't know why, I'm in a very good mood today, it's very good~"

As soon as he left, the air fell silent.

Bai Ling moved the stool to the door, rolled up the curtain under the eaves, leaned her back against the edge of the door, and half-lay down. At this time, she heard the movement of the scholar brother getting up, turned her head to look, but saw him go straight to the stove, pat off the black ash on the chimney, and then sat down on his knees, just leaning on the chimney, closing his eyes and recuperating.

This action ......

Bai Ling was stunned.

A few staccato images suddenly flashed through his mind, and in the simple but bright bedroom, the light penetrated through the cracks in Xuanyu, and he leaned against the chimney a few steps away, and sat quietly.

Maybe it was her direct gaze, which was really hard to ignore, and the scholar turned his head and looked at her silently.

The light in the room was dim, only the candlelight in the corner flickered, dangling on his face, in a trance. Their side faces are somewhat similar.

The ghost sent the gods, and the word "dawn" came to his lips, and was forced down by belated reason.

Brother Shu's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked, "What?" ”

Bai Ling lowered her head and said softly, "It's nothing, I'm wrong." ”

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Bai Ling spoke again, "Today I asked you if she was really dead. ”

There was no beginning or end, and the scholar looked at her quietly, waiting for her next step.

Bai Ling took out the delicate embroidered shoes from her arms, "I know the result is no different." But when I saw the woman, I suddenly thought of my mother. ”

She never told anyone about her mother, her background, or what happened to her. Even for the dawn, when she talks to herself alone, she will only pick and choose the good ones.

But, I don't know why, at this moment, she has a desire to talk.

"I've had a ...... before Friend. Bai Ling said, "I told him that I was lost when I was a child and lost my memory, so I worshipped under the master's door." I said, but I vaguely remember my mother, who helped me comb my hair, told me stories, and smiled very gently. ”

The scholar looked at her and pursed his lips slightly.

"But, I lied to him." Bai Ling raised her head, looked at his cold eyebrows, and said lightly, "I didn't get lost while playing, nor did I lose my memory, it was the high priest of the clan who said that I was a disaster of the Wu clan and wanted to kill me and sacrifice to the sky...... Do you know what the heavens of our people are? ”

"They would put the guilty in the bag, along with the monkey, the wolf-dog, the snake, and so on, and sew the mouth of the bag tightly, so that the guilty person would be dying when the throat was finally cut and sacrificed."

Noticing that his eyes had changed slightly, Bai Ling smiled, "I was only twelve years old at the time, and I was so scared that I went to my mother, but she knocked me out with a blow and stuffed me into a bag. ”

At this point, she turned her head and stopped looking at him, her voice trembling with restraint, "I will never forget the look in her eyes and the curses of those people." Obviously, they are usually the closest people, but they refuse to let go of even a child. ”

It's been too long, and I thought I could tell the story of others calmly, but I didn't expect to mention it when I was still a little hurt.

"I'm just thinking that her experience is somewhat similar to mine, and compared to her, I seem to be much luckier, at least my life is still alive." She closed her eyes, her voice a little more self-deprecating, "I also wonder if my mother will feel guilty about me like her...... Probably not. She is the elder of the clan, and she is the head of the great sacrifice Sima, so she probably forgot about me a long time ago. ”

After suppressing the emotions of the day, Bai Ling's heart was a lot more relaxed, she changed her lying position, turned her back to the house, and looked at the starry night sky.

Behind him, the hesitant voice of the scholar sounded, "You...... How did you get out in the first place? ”

Slightly surprised by his response. In her opinion, if it were not for the needs of the mission, he would disdain to pay attention to such human feuds.

"It's the instinct to survive." Bai Ling sighed lightly and said, "I hid a knife on my body, they didn't notice it, and finally cut the bag and escaped." ”

There was silence behind him for a while, and then he said, "It's very badly injured." ”

Bai Ling turned over in surprise, but saw him with his eyes lowered, a shadow between his eyebrows, and his expression was cold and silent.

"Forget." Bai Ling couldn't help but say, "The master said that he was covered in blood when he saw me, but I think it should be the blood of the beast in the bag." ”

"So......" Brother Shu raised his eyes, his eyes were dark, "You haven't learned Zhu Youshu." ”

Bai Ling was stunned, and subconsciously searched and recalled in her mind: Did she say that she was from the Wu Clan?

The answer was, no, she hadn't said it.

So he wrinkled his eyebrows and asked, "Have you investigated me?" However, after thinking about it, she suddenly appeared and had some grudges with the underworld, and it was reasonable that they would investigate her.

It's just that what he said was weird. If you want to get to the bottom of it, you should be asking, "Have you ever learned Zhu Youshu?" Why is she so sure that she hasn't studied?

"There's nothing to hide." Doubts are doubts, Bai Ling didn't take it seriously, and said, "The secret art of the Wu clan's authentic Zhuyou, only the high priest is qualified to practice, and the elders only practice side witchcraft, and I know the magic skills...... It's a shame to say that they all sneaked into the priest's temple when they were young. ”

said ashamed, but his expression didn't take it seriously at all.

The scholar looked at her and suddenly asked, "Have you ever learned the Spiritual Heart Mantra?" ”

"Soul Mantra?" Bai Ling frowned, "This isn't the magic skill of the Wu Clan. ”

Brother Shu asked, "Then do you know what kind of Zhu Yu technique Wu Zu is famous for?" ”

"Blood sacrifice."

"Yes, Blood Sacrifice." Brother Shu answered.

Then there was silence.

Bai Ling's brows furrowed even tighter, and she asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

The scholar didn't answer her, but said, "We are going up the mountain tomorrow, if we don't get anything, we will go to the Thousand Plank Road, you can go with us, there may be a suitable monster for you." ”

Thousands of plank road deep gully, located in the north of Xiling, perennial snow, the mountain is 1,000 miles high, connected with the lowest river in Kunlun, but also the only way for mortals to go to Kunlun.

Bai Ling looked at him in amazement, for the kindness he suddenly thrown.

This guy won't be taken away, will he? Even told her about their next step, and invited her to come along?

However, after the scholar said this, he closed his eyes and looked undistracted.

Forget it, enough of what I said today.

Thinking so, Bai Ling turned around again, leaned against the edge of the door, and looked at the starry sky in a distance.