That night, Zhang Mu dreamed of Yan's daughter.

In the dream, she was wearing her wedding gown, standing in the middle of a familiar wilderness, smiling shallow at him.

"Brother Mu, you're here." The corners of her mouth were hooked, but the mottled blood on her face made her extremely haggard.

"You...... You ......" Zhang Mu stretched out his hand towards Yan Yue'er, but he didn't dare to move forward as if he was afraid of something. The trembling hand froze in mid-air like this, and Zhang Mu's eyes were stung by the hideous scar on Yan Yue'er's chest.

As if sensing Zhang Mu's thoughts, Yan Yue'er took a step closer to Zhang Mu, raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, as if the real touch made Zhang Mu's heart extremely sad. He hugged Yan Yue'er tightly, and the person without the slightest warmth in his arms hugged him back.

After a long time, he let go of Yan Yue'er, Zhang Mu tore off a large piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes to cover Yan Yue'er's wounds, and stubbornly wiped the blood splashed on her face with his sleeve, but he couldn't wipe it off. His movements became more and more stiff and impatient, and even his body had begun to tremble.

"It's useless, Brother Maku." Yan Yue'er grabbed Zhang Mu's hand and shook her head gently.

"No!" Zhang Mu shouted loudly, and then his voice weakened, repeating over and over again, "No, it's just blood, just wipe it off, just wipe it off......"

"Yue'er, Yue'er, you escaped, didn't you? I...... I'll take you back to the village, no, I'll take you to the county seat and find a doctor......" The more Zhang Mu spoke, the more excited he became, and he wanted to leave when he picked up Yan Yue'er, but this familiar place couldn't go to the edge, Zhang Mu couldn't find the direction, and finally fell to his knees on the ground, unable to suppress his crying anymore.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, it's all my bad ......" Zhang Mu hugged Yan Yue'er in his arms, and after waking up from his stunned mind, he couldn't deceive himself anymore when he looked at Yan Yue'er's condition.

Yan Yue'er's face was like white paper, holding Zhang Mu's cheeks with both hands, and said softly: "Brother Mu, it's not your fault. I've died, I've been in so much pain to see you these two days, I'm ...... I knew I couldn't hesitate any longer. ”

"Don't ......" Zhang Mu's eyes were red, and the arm holding Yan Yue'er tightened a little more, and his voice was like a pleading of a trapped beast.

Yan Yue'er turned her neck, looking at the familiar environment, her voice was bitter, and she continued: "Brother Mu, my time is running out, this time it's just to see you for the last time...... I hope you're doing well. ”

"You don't have to seek revenge for me, the wicked will have their own retribution, promise me, okay, okay?" She looked straight into the curtain's eyes.

Zhang Mu didn't respond, and Yan Yue'er continued to ask, "Is it okay?" ”

Zhang Mu looked at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance in his mind. After a long time, Zhang Mu heard himself say:

"Okay."

The next morning, when he woke up from his dream, he ran to the mountains where he had met her in his dream, and in the midst of the wild grass covered with debris, he saw a skeleton covered with the wedding dress of the dream. It's just that it has been torn by a wild beast, and like the bones, it has been broken and unshaped.

Between the mountains and fields, there are the roars of fierce beasts, and the unsuppressed cries of people.

Two days later, Jing Qingli, who was riding a horse towards Xuanji City, seemed to feel something.

A wisp of white smoke sank into the bead lying on her chest, and the colorful bead moved restlessly, and the wisp of white smoke that entered the bead disappeared in an instant.

I don't know which new house has added a red candle to the new house?

Retracting her thoughts, she curled the corners of her lips.

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It's getting late, and the closer you get to Xuanji City, the less places you can stay.

Before they reached the next city to rent birds, they still had to spend the night in the mountains.

"Then why don't we rent a bird in Kyoto?" Ye Yuanyuan, who had been puzzled all the way, finally asked this question.

Jing Qingli: "......" is it too late to say that you forgot now?

Coughing lightly, Jing Qingli ignored the question.

Seeing her like this, Ye Yuanyuan was amused in his heart, knowing that she must have forgotten.

As a well-behaved and good boy, Ye Yuanyuan would never do anything embarrassing to his elders, but he still couldn't control the upturned corners of his mouth.

Thinking about finding a ladder for her to go down, Ye Yuan blurted out without thinking about it: "It must have been that we left too early, and you didn't rest well!" ”

Jing Qingli: "......" This is forcing her to jump off the cliff.

Although she wants to eat and drink, it's still a shame to blame lack of sleep as the reason, okay!

This ladder is not very stable.

Jing Qingli thought to herself, is it difficult to argue that she is not human, so she really forgot about it, and if she doesn't sleep, it won't hinder her at all?

Seeing Ye Yuanyuan pursing his lips on the side, there was a smile in his eyes that couldn't be hidden, and Aunt Jing, who was an elder (only a little enlightened now), angrily pressed her unobedient nephew's head and rubbed it again.

After finding a clearing in the woods where people could rest and cleaning up the surrounding dead branches and leaves, Ye Yuanyuan took out a flame stone from the space magic weapon. The originally cold woods instantly gathered a hint of heat. The horses were tied to the tree, and each of them was a big tree, and they sprinkled the powder around them to ward off flies, insects, snakes and rats, and nested on the branches to nibble on dry food and jerky.

The two men chatted in a casual manner, and before the fire burned out, the woods fell silent, except for the occasional snort of the horses.

The morning mist rose and enveloped the sleeping woods, and the shadows of the trees loomed in the mist.

Jing Qingli opened her eyes and jumped off the tree, without alarming anything, her body swept out like a flower and a swallow.

If you look closely, you can see that the tips of her feet are condensed with a faint aura of colorful halos.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Jing Qingli's figure disappeared, Ye Yuanyuan also woke up.

His eyes subconsciously turned to the tree branch opposite, but he didn't find Jing Qingli, and his mind suddenly panicked.

He wouldn't have slept so deeply in the past.

She's not going to go again, is she? Like before?

For a while, panic, dazedness, and a little grievance all came up.

He jumped down, and when he was at a loss, he saw Jing Qingli coming out of the mist, holding a piece of something in one hand, and holding a fluffy one in his arms, like a big cat.

When he got closer, Jing Qingli stuffed the big cat into his arms and explained: "What I saw on the road was easily saved." ”

Ye Yuanyuan saw clearly that this was a little tiger.

Jing Qingli originally wanted to make something to open meat, but who knew that in addition to the wild vegetables everywhere along the way, there were all kinds of strange-looking insects that were unappetizing.

Suddenly, she paused, frowning, to make out the sounds around her. After confirming the direction, she slowly moved that way.

"Hiss-"

"Roar—"

By the time she arrived, the war between the two sides had ended.

On the ground lay a large tiger and an adult python with a thick waist.

The python was wrapped around the tiger's body, and had swallowed one of the tiger's front paws, and the tiger's sharp teeth also penetrated the snake's vital point.

Both sides are lifeless, but the bodies are still deadlocked.

As soon as his mind moved, the pearl baby nested in Jing Qingli's clothes put away the countless white smoke that came out of the forest, and took out a wisp of it to exclude it.

The movements of the beads naturally couldn't hide from Jing Qingli.

"Don't like it?" Jing Qingli knew that this wisp of white smoke was the soul of the python.

"I don't like it! Bad! ”

Baby Mingzhu, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, jumped, as if he was swinging a fist.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it, but you should let it reincarnate, right?"

The pearl baby rolled, although he was still not happy, but obediently put away the wisp of white smoke and threw it away to reincarnate in an instant.

Jing Qingli walked towards the battlefield that had not long ended, and there was blood dripping under her feet, and the blood seemed to be stained with the surrounding fog.

"Woo-woo-woo-" A howl came from the grass not far away.

She walked towards the source of the sound, carefully brushing aside the half-human-tall weed, and a hastily masked cavern appeared in front of her.

"Whew-" I could hear it was a cub.

With a guess in her mind, she carefully removed the grass stalk blocking the entrance of the cave and faced a pair of ignorant golden eyes.

It's beautiful.

Jing Qingli was stunned and took the little tiger out of the soil hole.

It's soft.

Jing Qingli resisted the urge to rub its head, slowly walked to the side of a tiger and a snake, and took the little tiger down.

The little tiger's appearance for two months was first startled by the blood of the world, and the picture in front of him was reflected on its golden eyes.

It realized something, wailed.

No response.

It doesn't believe it. Run to the tigress and raise your head to touch the tigress's nose.

The little residual temperature gradually cooled, and it called one after another, but the dead were still silent.

Jing Qingli stood behind the tiger cub, her mind moved, but the baby pearl in her arms flew out first and went straight towards the tiger cub.

He stopped in front of the tiger cub, a light flashed, and the tigress's soul was released, condensed into a palm-sized phantom floating in front of the tiger cub.

The tigress's soul whimpered under her breath, as if she was telling her cub something.

After three breaths, the spirit of the tigress looked deeply at her child, and even if she was reluctant, she could not stay for long.

The tiger cub wailed, but there was nowhere to pursue his mother's soul.

Mingzhu Baby flew to Jing Qingli's side slowly, rubbed her cheek, and coquettishly squeezed her with a glutinous voice.

"Mother~"

"Want to raise it?" Jing Qingli asked out loud.

Mingzhu rubbed a few more times, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Okay, that's you, and it's too hard for it to stay here."

Seeing that she agreed, Mingzhu Baby happily circled in the air a few times, and nestled on top of her head.

"Mother's best! Babies like their mothers the most! ”

Jing Qingli buried the tigress, but took off a few large strips of meat from the python. Mingzhu, who had not moved, diligently took out the water at this time and asked Jing Qingli to wash her dirty hands.

Baby Pearl appeared after she woke up one of the times, and it was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

And he is very spiritual, and he has always been in touch with her, which makes her feel like 'this is her son'. Sometimes I dream that I have become a large version of the beads, followed by a string of small beads......

And this son is very suitable for her eyes, he is definitely the most beautiful bead she has ever seen, not only can he hold things, but he can also have the ability to be reincarnated.

This also happened to confirm a long-standing speculation about her identity.

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On the fire was the washed snake meat, which was squeaky and oily.

Ye Yuanyuan was holding the tiger cub who was still in a low mood, and was racking his brains to tease it.

The two horses were let go and gnawed on the weeds around.