A year later------

On this day, as usual, Chigo carried a bamboo basket about the same size as her and went up the mountain to pick fruits.

At her age, it is already very rare to be able to carry such a large bamboo basket on her back and run all over the mountain, and she has white hair, which is easy to attract the attention of others.

Therefore, she always takes small roads and bypasses those places where there are many people.

In the past, she didn't suffer less from this hair.

Chigo picked most of the half basket, put it down, and sat on the shore to rest.

The shallow river water reflects the handsome face of Qianwu.

Suddenly, a familiar face appeared on the water, it was Daddy!

She knew that her father would never come back.

All she can do is to practice well with the Taoist leader, and then avenge her father!

After more than a year, she is finally no longer lonely and helpless, and has the warmth of home again.

Chigo doesn't know why, but this Taoist has always been very good to her, and he cooks a lot of delicious meals for her every day.

And she will go up the mountain every time to pick a lot of fruits for the Taoist chief to eat.

She looked at the water and said secretly: "Is it really because she has a fairy fate?" ”

However, she never asked him......

Chigo smiled at the figure on the river, then picked up the bamboo basket and continued to pick the fruit.

At dusk, Qianwu returned home with the fruit, and Luoying had already cooked the meal.

Qianwu happily looked at the table full of dishes, and reached out to lift the basket on the ground to the table and showed it to Luoying.

Luo Ying smiled, "Let's eat it." ”

Qianwu suppressed the joy in his heart, paused, and said, "Why are you so good to me?" You're not my dad at all. ”

What she meant was that we had no relatives, no favors, so why did he stay with her and teach her the exercises.

"Is it because I have a fairy fate?" Chigo was blunt.

Every time she looks so calm, sensitive and careful, it makes Luoying's heart feel sour.

"No, your father was gracious to me, and I will...... A ...... to repay the favor Now that he's gone, I'll take care of you for him......" Luoying wants to give her the affection she should have.

Chigo felt that his words were not credible.

Daddy is a hunter, what ability can he have to be kind to this Taoist priest who seems to be really powerful?

But she didn't want to ask more, she knew that he was really good to her.

Then she will treat him sincerely!

......

......

Boom----boom-----

It's a thunderstorm night again, and Chigo can't sleep in a panic, and the day his father was arrested, it was also like this.

However, her strong heart tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart, and then her gaze became unusually determined, staring fiercely at the darkness and the flickering electric light in front of her, and the small hand holding the quilt became more and more white.

Luo Ying was pranayama in the house, and he only felt a flustered heart.

He glanced at the room next door, where the lights had been turned off, and he knew that she must not have slept.

Xiao Qianwu in the mortal world seems to be very afraid of thunder, but she never says she is afraid.

He wanted to help her......

After a long time, Chigo was a little sleepy, so he fell asleep.

In a trance, she came to a very beautiful place, full of flowers, and the shore Zhi Tinglan.

Chigo smiled and wandered among them.

Suddenly, the sky changed suddenly, and it was raining, and Chigo had nowhere to hide, so he had to flee in a hurry.

But the rain became heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Qianwu staggered, lying in the puddle, curled up with his young body, tears pouring down with the rain.

Suddenly, a tall and majestic man came up to her and asked her, "Are you afraid?" ”

Chigo looked at him and nodded a little aggrieved.

The man said, "What is it that makes you afraid of this rainy night of thunder and lightning?" ...... Your heart? Or your eyes? What do you remember? Or your body? In the end, what is the fear? ”。

yes, what is it that makes her afraid of this damn weather? It seems to be both, and it seems to be neither.