"Do you know, just ask?" The Son of Snow Mountain glanced at Qu An, quite displeased with his embarrassed appearance.

The eldest aunt was now bursting with tears and snot, wailing in her mouth, and she seemed to be unable to say a word at all.

"Since this tongue is useless, it is better to cut it directly." One of the people from the Snow Mountain spoke, seemingly very tired of the crying Deng Chunzhi.

"I think so." Someone immediately chimed in.

This group of people is really a ghost dressed in white to ask for their lives, and Qu Xiaoqi's eyes have never been on the two people.

Her dynamics were also seen by the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain, it can't go on like this, as a person from the Snow Mountain, how can she be so weak?

The Holy Son of Snow Mountain approached Qu Xiaoqi and put his hand on Qu Xiaoqi's ear, looking like an embrace, but the purpose was to make Qu Xiaoqi's face look at Deng Chunzhi.

Immediately after that, he nodded to the people in the snow mountain, and in an instant, Deng Chunzhi's little finger was broken, and blood gushed out violently.

Qu Xiaoqi's face turned pale, and the moment he saw the blood gushing out, his mind was full of the scene where Aunt Caifeng's back heart was inserted with a short knife.

Her body began to tremble violently, and she even wanted to retch because of the psychological discomfort.

The Son of Snow Mountain narrowed his eyes, then gently stroked Qu Xiaoqi's back, and said in a low voice: "If you do this, I will die in two days if I bring it back, so it is better not to save you at that time." ”

Qu Xiaoqi only felt a chill all over her body, although the words of this Snow Mountain Holy Son were soft, but this content seemed to give her a death sentence.

After stabilizing his mind, Qu Xiaoqi's face was solemn, and his gaze at Deng Chunzhi was a little firm.

"Where's the stuff?" The man from the snowy mountains asked, "Isn't it too merciful?" originally thought that she was just an ordinary person, and she was afraid that she would kill him. But this is obviously not enough, why not chop a few? ”

"Chop it." The Holy Son of the Snow Mountain spoke.

Deng Chunzhi shook her head in fright, and subconsciously protected her hand, but two fingers fell, and she almost fainted from the pain.

Qu Xiaoqi's stomach churned, but he immediately endured it, looking at Deng Chunzhi's gaze not at all like looking at a big living person.

"I said, I said...... Over there...... Buried over there......" Deng Chunzhi trembled and pointed in a direction.

The man from the snowy mountains took out a shovel from the yard and began to dig in the direction she pointed.

It turns out that internal force is not omnipotent, at least not for turning over the soil.

It didn't take long to dig up a plank.

This picture seems familiar, and Liu Shengshu and his mother seemed to hide the treasure in the ground like this.

Does everyone in the village have a habit of burying things in the ground?

A large box came out of it, and when it was opened, there was nothing left, only a few pieces of jewelry that didn't look very valuable, as well as books and letters.

Such a thing in such a big box?

Qu Xiaoqi's face sank, "It seems that Qu An, the money that your son has studied in the past few years is not taken from their mother's family." ”

This call made Qu An's face pale, and suddenly he was a little sad and angry, he couldn't raise his head in Deng Chunzhi's house all these years, what was it for?

"What about the original contents of the box?" Qu Xiaoqi looked at Deng Chunzhi and asked.

"I've been a ......"

"What was there?"

"Some gold jewelry...... Say yes to you...... When the dowry's ...... It was your mother who told me before leaving, and then gave me these things......" Deng Chunzhi still dares to lie now? If you lie again, you probably won't be able to save your life.

"Qu An, after so many years, you don't know anything about the person next to your pillow." Qu Xiaoqi mocked, the things that her mother left for her are now only kept, which makes her very angry.

Qu An opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.

Qu Xiaoqi squatted down and rummaged through the box, then approached the house and pulled a piece of cloth casually, regardless of whether the cloth was Deng Chunzhi's favorite or not, he spread it directly on the ground and put the things left by his mother into the cloth little by little.

During this period, the Holy Son of Snow Mountain was also watching from the side, and after these few years, there was nothing left in it.

There are also one or two finely crafted silver jewelry, but this is certainly not as valuable as the gold jewelry.

After all, it was left to him by his mother, and Qu Xiaoqi was about to put one of the silver hairpins on his head at that time, but was stopped by the Holy Son of Snow Mountain.

"It's a piece of exquisite workmanship, it doesn't look like something ordinary." The Holy Son of the Snow Mountain held it in his hand, and he didn't know what he touched, the top of the silver hairpin spread out, and then a silver needle popped out of it.

The Holy Son of Snow Mountain saw that the silver needle had not changed color, and said in a low voice: "It should not be coated with poison, and the silver needle is still the original color." However, if this design is coated with poison, it can easily kill a person. ”

After speaking, he put the silver needle back into the hairpin, and then coiled Qu Xiaoqi's hair.

"Then these ......" Qu Xiaoqi's eyes lit up, the things that his mother left to him should not be ordinary.

Sure enough, after looking through it, these pieces of jewelry have their own little mechanisms.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of hurting myself, so the things inside are not poisoned, even if I accidentally touch the mechanism and hit myself, it's fine.

"If she is really the former saint of the Snow Mountain, her favorite secret weapon is still a small object such as a silver needle." The Holy Son of the Snow Mountain said softly.

Qu Xiaoqi didn't plan to read those letters, but what made her most curious was the few books with no names on the covers.

After opening one of them, Qu Xiaoqi was even more excited, there were pictures and character annotations in it, this is the cultivation method of martial arts!

After only reading one page, Qu Xiaoqi closed it, put these away, and then carried it on his back.

Now Qu Xiaoqi has a silver headdress, a silver necklace, silver earrings and a silver bracelet, because Qu Xiaoqi has no ears, these earrings were pierced with a silver needle just now, and then put on.

The Holy Son of Snow Mountain looked at this scene without blinking, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, this woman was not so hopeless.

"What do you want to do with these two people? I listen to you. The Son of the Snow Mountain spoke.

Qu Xiaoqi walked up to Qu An, "Either give her the book or die." Your life was saved by my father anyway, and now you can come back, I hope you won't be ashamed when you see my father. ”

If Qu Xiaoqi didn't say these words and insulted Qu An now, maybe the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain would do it for him.

"I can't write." Qu An's face was not bloody, and he said such a sentence dryly.

Deng Chunzhi looked at Qu An with a frightened expression, and then suddenly stepped forward to hug Qu Xiaoqi's legs, and the blood on his hands rubbed all the blood on Qu Xiaoqi's clothes, begging Qu Xiaoqi to let her go.

She knew all too well what a divorced woman would face.

Qu Xiaoqi looked at the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain, the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain didn't know why, and asked, "Don't you know how to read?" ”

"I won't...... Write. ”

Qu An's family has the pen, ink, paper and inkstone left by Qu Zhongshan before, Qu Xiaoqi helped to polish the ink, and the Holy Son of Snow Mountain wrote a letter of resignation.

"I didn't expect you to even know about the resignation."

"I've seen it in a book before." It's just that he didn't expect that one day he would be able to write.

The handwriting of the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain is very beautiful, and the handwriting that Qu Xiaoqi has seen is that of Ah Xiang, Meng Yuqing and the one in front of him.

Ah Xiang's words can be said to be delicate and capable, Meng Yuqing's words can be said to be sharp, at first glance, there is that kind of domineering of the superior, but I didn't expect the handwriting of this ruthless Snow Mountain Holy Son to be so soft, which makes people feel relaxed and happy when they look at it, as if all the edges have been smoothed out, it can also be said to be atmospheric.

Words can reflect people's state of mind, but is the word of this Snow Mountain Holy Son too different from himself?

Deng Chunzhi and Qu An pressed the handprint, which was pressed with Deng Chunzhi's blood.

Fortunately, after Qu An swept Deng Chunzhi out of the house, the people in Snow Mountain were very 'kind' to give Deng Chunzhi a medicine to stop bleeding, and they also sprinkled her on the wound very politely.

There was a pig-like scream in the yard, and Qu Xiaoqi walked away without looking back, holding the things left by her mother in her arms, these were her treasures.

Qu An chose to live and abandon Deng Chunzhi, which did not surprise Qu Xiaoqi.

What she was thinking now was that even if she knew the method of cultivating martial arts, she wouldn't be able to stay in Linxi Village.

Anyway, I left and right, and I can't go to the snow-capped mountains where my mother stayed.

Just when the Holy Son of Snow Mountain said that the silver needle was a commonly used weapon in Snow Mountain, Qu Xiaoqi already believed that his mother was their former saint.

Meng Yuqing said that it is also possible that the snow mountain was implicated by his mother, but now it is a hidden door, so it should be ......

But that's just a possibility, what happened back then, Qu Xiaoqi is still unclear.

Qu An's matter is the last thing in Linxi Village, Qu Xiaoqi has not yet reached the door of the house, he was picked up by the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain, and then used light skills to leave Linxi Village.

He took the main road, so he was not stopped by the mountains and forests.

Halfway through, the other people in the Snow Mountain indicated that they wanted to help the Snow Mountain Holy Son hug Qu Xiaoqi, but they were all rejected by the Snow Mountain Holy Son.

Qu Xiaoqi then remembered that there was no way for this snow-capped holy son to get close to women, Qu Xiaoqi chuckled, sure enough, such a highly talented person would not be obedient.

Not long after leaving Linxi Village, they got on their horses.

Qu Xiaoqi was held in the arms of the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain the whole time, I don't know why they seemed to be in a hurry, which also caused Qu Xiaoqi's ass to suffer.

Not to mention the buttocks, even the thighs are worn out, and I don't know how far away this snowy mountain is.

She also thought that these people in the martial arts could fly, but they still needed transportation, which was so unfriendly.

The Holy Son of Snow Mountain is quite careful, no matter how he said it, he also gave Qu Xiaoqi healing medicine, and the effect is not bad, and it will not make this road so difficult.

The one who suffered the most should be the masked man, and he didn't know what the Holy Son of the Snow Mountain thought, so he actually planned to bring the person to the Snow Mountain, which also caused the man to lie on the back of the horse and suffer bumps.