After a few more days, the soldiers outside the village probably received some order, and they had recently packed their bags and were probably going back to the town.

Xiao Feng saw from a distance that someone had dismantled the tent and jumped a few times under the big tree at the entrance of the village, which caused the unkind eyes of several soldiers, and he was not afraid, he raised his face and made a grimace with a smile.

The people outside were angry and anxious, spat on the ground, and left scolding.

There have always been people outside the village, not to mention that the villagers are afraid, even Qingdai is a little uneasy, pulled out a few spirit stones from the storage bag left by Xingshen, and laid a simple defensive array.

The defensive array is the lowest level, and it can only defend against ordinary people who have no cultivation and small monsters with low cultivation, but it is enough to deal with people outside.

Most of the people in the village were infected with the plague, and these days they were barely surviving on the medicine left by Xingshen, and although the remaining few young adults said that they were fine, they were responsible for the life and daily life of the entire village, and they were tired enough.

At night, the village is eerily quiet.

Qing Dai climbed up the branches, the melodious and crisp insect chirping last time was not heard at all this time, and occasionally there were a few rustling sounds, which were the sound of the wind blowing the leaves falling.

Looking up, the sky was like rice paper splashed with ink, and the darkness made people panic.

"There are no stars today." Qing Dai sighed, and slowly climbed down to go back to the room.

Her room is next door to Xingshen, the two houses are only separated by two walls and a small courtyard that is only a few steps away, so many Tianqing Dai have never heard the movement of Xingshen's side, probably some kind of formation.

Qing Dai didn't turn on the light and groped to get into bed, but she fell asleep in a moment, and after a while, a fluffy ball rolled on the bed, spread out her belly, and her little belly fell along with her breathing.

Naturally, he didn't notice the flickering light of the fire in the window.

Outside the house, the flames were blazing, and the leaping flames were like the scythe of death.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."The room was already occupied by thick smoke, and Qingdai was sore from smoke as soon as she opened her eyes. I had to follow my memory to get the tea on the table, wet my hair and walk towards the door little by little.

The fire was torn apart by life, and the flames were still burning, but they couldn't grab the slightest of the comers, and even froze into powder in an instant when they approached.

Qing Dai raised her head, Xingshen's long hair was scattered behind her, her clothes were fluttering, and although there was tiredness between her eyebrows and eyes, her eyes seemed to be full of stars under the reflection of the firelight.

She was gently taken into her arms, and her warm hands gently patted her back, smoothing her hair from time to time, as if to stabilize her.

"It's okay." He whispered, hoarse, but reassuring.

The next day, Xingshen first distributed the developed medicine to everyone, and then went to find the culprit who caught fire last night.

It was found out that it was an old man in the village. The uncle's son and daughter-in-law died in the plague, leaving only a two-year-old grandson.

The old man is old, and he is afraid that his days are numbered, but his two-year-old grandson is the meat of his heart.

In addition, Xing Shen did not find a way to solve the plague for a long time, and it happened that someone found him again, promising that as long as he killed Qing Dai and Xing Shen, he could take his grandson to the city for treatment, and promised a large sum of silver taels.

The old man was fascinated for a while, so he set a fire to prevent anything to be wrong, and even put drugs in Qingdai's room.

That's why Qing Dai waited until her eyebrows were burned before she woke up.

After the old man finished speaking, seeing that Xing Shen Qingdai and the two were silent, he knelt down with a plop, and burst into tears. "I'm sorry for you, but I really can't help it..."

In the end, Qing Dai didn't say anything, helped the old man up, and stuffed some silver taels in his hand, "Take care of your grandson." ”

"Sister Qingdai! Brother Xingshen! Qing Dai and Xing Shen were about to leave when they heard Xiao Feng's voice.

Xiao Feng ran over panting, holding his knees, and the ground under his feet was a little watery.

When he spoke, he was already crying, "Are you leaving?" ”

"Don't cry, I'll come to see you sometime." Qing Dai squatted down and wiped his tears.

Xingshen took out a basic cultivation book from the Xingshen storage ring that he didn't know when to stuff in, "Cultivate well, we are waiting for you in Buzhou Mountain." ”

"Good!" Xiaofeng took the thin, even somewhat worn-out little book, hugged it tightly in his arms, and nodded heavily as if he was holding a treasure, "I will." ”

Qing Dai and Xing Shen will break the dawn when they return to Buzhou Mountain, Qing Dai jumped down and stepped into the thick snow, so they had a sense of peace of mind, sure enough, no matter how many times they flew, how cool they were when they flew, and the ground was comfortable.

"This is where we first met, right? You were fierce then! ”

"No..."Xing Shen smiled and wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, Qing Dai didn't know at all, and looked up at the sky, "There are no stars." ”。

Qing Dai jumped on the spot twice and meditated silently in her heart.