Xiao Ji obviously hasn't played enough, but she doesn't dare not listen to Grandma's words. The little girl muttered, raised her legs, and followed the footprints of the previous ones, step by step out of the thick snow on the side of the road.

"Miji, is your Abba sick? What disease? Do you know? ”

The little girl ran towards the igloo and turned back to Zhang Xiaoluo and yelled.

"You brute slave, you have just gotten up from the dung heap, and you ask this and that! The last time my Abba went to pay tribute to the god Jima, he slipped and fell on his arm. When I grow taller, I can pay tribute to God Jima for my Abba! ”

As she looked back, she raised her small clenched fist in her right hand and dragged her sandals, which were obviously much larger, towards her igloo.

As Mi Ji laboriously lifted the curtain of the door, the cat's body burrowed into the house, and the crisp "click" sound of the wooden soles of the straw shoes hitting the ground gradually disappeared.

Zhang Xiaoluo lowered his head and muttered for a moment, looked up at the thick curtain that covered the door, and took a step forward, actually lifting the curtain and entering the house.

The room was dimly lit, and on the side of the wall away from the doorway was a thin animal bone, which was diagonally inserted into a small hole in the wall, and a thread twisted from the animal skin was tied to the bone, and a small ice bowl was tied to the other end.

The ice bowl is broken, and there is a small notch above the rim of the bowl. The slightly thin bottom of the bowl was encircled by a leather thread, and the other side rested against the brown skin of the wall. There is a little animal oil in the bowl, and a small animal skin thread is immersed in the animal oil at one end, and the other end is diagonally placed on the gap in the bowl surface, which is emitting a faint yellow light.

Underneath the lamp, Mick's grandmother was busy with her head down, polishing the irregular ice cubes into smooth, sharp ice picks, and then piling them up in front of her one by one. The occasional splash of ice splinters fell onto her brown hair, like a thin layer of morning frost.

Maybe she was busy with work, and the light in the house was dim, so she didn't even notice Zhang Xiaoluo entering the house, and she didn't even hear the crisp bell of the door curtain when it was lifted.

Facing the doorway, hung a cloth made of various animal skins, which divided the igloo into two parts. There was a faint murmur of pain from the other side of the beast cloth, accompanied by Xiao Ji's childish comforting voice.

"Abba, this is the herb that Van Hai exchanged from the city with an adult beast, and after drinking the medicine, you can take Miji out for skating and sledding! Abba good! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo stood on the outside of the beast cloth and listened carefully. He remembered the questioning of the Huatong Witch Gu in the gravel land of Huadong, and finally confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

He took a deep breath and reached out to open the hanging beast curtain.

Seeing that the beast cloth was suddenly opened, Xiao Ji was so frightened that the small bowl in his hand trembled, and fell to the ground with a "snap", and the black medicinal juice in the bowl spilled out.

"Oh, how did you get in! Get out! Barbarian slaves are not allowed to enter their master's main house! Those gods know about it, and they will leave you in the snow to feed the snow wolves! Get out! ”

Xiao Ji looked up and saw that the person who came in was Zhang Xiaoluo, and hurriedly stood up, forgetting to pick up the medicine bowl on the ground, and pushed two small hands on Zhang Xiaoluo's waist, trying to push him out of the beast cloth.

Miji's aunt hurriedly ran over when she heard the sound, and saw that Zhang Xiaoluo had lifted the animal cloth and stood on the edge of the bed, with a trace of anger on her face, but she seemed to be a little worried, and she stood motionless.

Zhang Xiaoluo gently touched Mi Ji's head, bent down to pick up the medicine bowl on the ground, and handed it to Mi Ji. "Xiao Xiaoji, take the medicine bowl away, your Abba's illness, herbs can't cure it."

The little girl's immature face showed anger, she did not pick up the medicine bowl handed by Zhang Xiaoluo, but pushed Zhang Xiaoluo harder, scolding with a crying voice while pushing.

"This is the medicine that Van Hai exchanged for my family's beast, which can cure Abba! Stinky barbarian! Bad barbarians! Don't say you, 'Go out!' ”

Miji pushed Zhang Xiaoluo desperately, and tears had already slid down his red face.

"Do you believe in the barbarian slave, the barbarian slave can cure you, Abba!"

Zhang Xiaoluo leaned over and hugged Miji, close to her ear, and whispered.

Miji's movements stopped, broke free from Zhang Xiaoluo, and looked at Zhang Xiaoluo while sobbing quietly.

"Barbarian slaves don't lie? The deceitful barbarian slave will not be favored by the god Jima! You'll be frozen in the snow! ”

Miji looked at Zhang Xiaoluo's face, hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly moved his body to get out of the way of the bedside.

Zhang Xiaoluo smiled and touched her head again, looking down at the snowy man lying on the bed who twitched from time to time, Fanhai and Miji's abba, Fandi.

He was about forty years old, with the tall physique of a snowy man, but now he was extremely thin, his face was blue, his eyes were deep, and his lips were white. Most of his flesh seemed to have been hollowed out, and his blue-black skin collapsed against the burly skeleton.

On the right forearm of Van Di, there was a dark blue wound, the wound had been scabbed, but the black bruise under the blood scab could still be faintly seen. A faint fishy smell emanated from the scabbed wound.

"Aunt Miji, is there any raw meat at home? Preferably the bloody kind! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo confirmed what he expected, and without hesitation, he raised his head and asked Aunt Miji who was standing there.

"Huh? Raw meat? Yes, I'll go get it! ”

When Miji's grandmother heard this, she suddenly woke up from her trance, a flash of fear flashed on her face, but finally turned around and went out of the house to get raw meat from other igloos.

"Xiao Ji, you burn the dung fire!"

Zhang Xiaoluo stared at Aunt Miji's gaze, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he commanded the little girl standing beside him.

"Barbarian slave, can you really cure my Abba? You don't lie to Miji? ”

Miggy trotted to the door and poured all the pot of animal dung in the corner of the house into the burning pile of charcoal near the bedside, which burned even more violently.

"If the barbarian slave deceives you, I won't touch the top of your head again!"

Mi Ji's grandmother opened the curtain and walked in, holding a piece of animal meat in her hand, which was still fresh, but there was no blood.

Zhang Xiaoluo took the beast meat, hesitated slightly, then reached out and slid to his wrist, and the red blood dripped down, dripping on the beast meat in Zhang Xiaoluo's other hand.

When the side of the beast meat was covered with blood, Zhang Xiaoluo reached out and grabbed Fandi's injured arm, and with a stroke of his fingers, the scabbed wound opened again, revealing the black and blue bad flesh inside.

Zhang Xiaoluo followed the method that the witch Gu had said, and pressed the bloody side of the beast flesh in his hand against the broken wound of Fan Di.

Fan Di on the bed suddenly began to scream in pain, and twisted his body violently, but was firmly held down by Zhang Xiaoluo.

The beast flesh that was attached to the wound made a thin strange sound, and large black bruises from all over Fandi's body quickly moved closer to the wound on his right arm.

Zhang Xiaoluo saw that the blue and black color of Fandi's whole body finally faded completely and turned into a sallow color. He quickly removed the meat from the wound in his hand and threw it into the charcoal on the ground beside the bed.

The piece of beast meat was burned by the charcoal fire, and it quickly turned black, and dense black insects appeared on the surface, and the black insects struggled and twisted in pain, and finally all turned into ashes.

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched it into the air, and there was already a small black worm between his fingers, and the black worm struggled violently, making a faint wail towards Zhang Xiaoluo. Zhang Xiaoluo pondered for a while, and then took the dying black worm in his hand into his arms.

This black insect, the size of a fingernail, was very similar to the Gu worm that had burrowed into Zhang Xiaoluo's feet.

"The Gu of Xiangxi has actually appeared in the snowy region!"

Van Di had fallen into a deep sleep, and the blue-black color on his skin had disappeared and returned to his normal complexion.

"Your Abba is asleep, and when he wakes up, you give him the pills to drink, and he will soon be able to take you out for ice skating."

Zhang Xiaoluo reached out and touched the top of Mi Ji's head, stood up, swept his eyes slightly squinted over Mi Ji's aunt's face that seemed to be suffering from gains and losses, and walked out of the house.

"Grandma, the barbarian slave is so powerful! Miggy can go sledding with Abba again! ”

Miji excitedly shouted to his grandmother, then turned around and lay on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the sleeping Fandi, as if waiting for his father to wake up.

Miggie's aunt sighed softly, turned back to the Beast Oil Lamp, and began to polish the icicle again.

Zhang Xiaoluo sat cross-legged in the igloo where he lived, staring at the dung and charcoal in front of him and pondering, Fandi was obviously poisoned, but in the cold and snowy region, how could there be Xiangxi Gu worms?

Could it be that Zhong Wudao, like Zhifei, is from Xiangxi?

and Miji's aunt, who seemed to vaguely feel that something was wrong, but what was wrong, Zhang Xiaoluo couldn't think of it for a while.

A crisp bell suddenly sounded at the door, the curtain was lifted, and a snow-white Fanhai walked in with his head bowed. Fan Hai waved his hand and patted the falling snow on his body, walked to the dung charcoal, and sat down beside Zhang Xiaoluo.

"I ...... I just went to see Abba, and Miji said you healed Abba's injury, thank you, Zhang Xiaoluo. ”

Fan Hai didn't look at Zhang Xiaoluo, but lowered his head and played with the dung charcoal, turned around and took a sunflower branch from behind him, broke it into several pieces, and threw it into the dung charcoal.

"You have saved my life, I just did a little help, I can't thank you enough."

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the young man beside him, with a smile on his face, and said calmly.

"For the Son of Man, Xie still has to say. By the way, how are you recovering? ”

Fan Hai finally looked up at Zhang Xiaoluo, perhaps caused by the heat in the room, and there was a faint flush on Fan Hai's handsome face.

"It's all right!"

After Zhang Xiaoluo finished speaking, he took out a yellowed talisman seal from his arms and handed it to Fan Hai.

"This thing burns to ashes, put it in clean water for your Abba, and he will recover faster."

The Van Hai family was not wealthy, as evidenced by Mi Ji's pair of sandals that were clearly not her own. Cast it into a peach and repay it with a li, not to mention that Fanhai also saved his life.

Fan Hai looked at the talisman seal handed over by Zhang Xiaoluo, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, and finally silently put it into his arms, then quickly stood up and walked towards the door.