I hurt him. ”

The oil in the lamp gradually burned out, the candlelight in the house began to flicker, the roof in front of him was blurred with tears, and Zhu Fan felt that he couldn't breathe.

Turning his head and reaching out to hug the little fox who sat in front of her at some point, he buried his face in the little fox's body, wishing Fan's heart to ache.

"Arc, it's all my fault...... If it weren't for me, he would have been cured, and he wouldn't have lost his life, it's all my fault...... My fault ......"

Tightening her five fingers, the hand that was grasping on the quilt was bruised, and the joints were white, which was enough to show how hard she had used.

The fox also let her hold it, feeling the hot tears from her soak into the fur, then into his heart, and then into his bones.

He didn't know how he endured it, he couldn't help but hug her, he couldn't help wiping away the tears on her face, he couldn't help but tell her, he never blamed her, and he never felt that Zhu Arc's death was her fault.

He should be glad that he met her, that he liked her and that he died with her.

"I'm going to marry him," the little fox's aroma made Zhu Fan quickly find his voice and find the feeling that he was still alive, but he didn't notice the little fox's body froze in an instant after she said this.

Zhu Bo was in the fragrant fur of the little fox, choked up and said, "Before...... I was supposed to like him, but I broke his heart because of willfulness, and then when I wanted to say it, I found that there was no way back. ”

Didn't she think so at that time, she didn't want to tell him, but in fact, at that time, she had already regretted her willfulness and regretted the mistakes she made, but unfortunately it was too late later.

She would probably die, but she couldn't hurt him again.

He should have his own life, and he should marry a beautiful lady to take care of him in the future, how can he suffer because of her words before she died.

"Arc, you think I'm a jerk, don't you?" Rubbing the soft fur of the little fox, Zhu Fan's voice was already thick nasal.

Looking up at the little guy's face, Zhu Fan sniffed and sat up, and said with a smile: "Look at me, I don't know what I'm talking about." ”

Looking up at the almost extinguished oil lamp on the cupboard, she wiped it on her face, leaned over and carried the little fox into the bed, and then extinguished the oil lamp.

"It's so strange, it's about myself as I speak," Zhu Fan stroked the little fox's back in the dark, and whispered: "Promise me, this matter must be kept secret, otherwise it will be miserable if others know about it, ......"

Leaned over and kissed the little fox's head, Zhu Fan felt that he had some magic obstacles.

First I knew the fact that the little fox could write, and then I told the little guy about myself, and I thought about it......

Sighing helplessly, Zhu Fan turned over and hugged the little fox and closed her eyes, but she didn't know that the moment she closed her eyes, the little fox's eyes suddenly became bright, and then she lost consciousness.

The fox couldn't help it in the end, and lit the sleeping hole of the people around him with his spiritual power, and the faint white light flashed, filling the room with fragrance.

"Fan'er......" He hugged the little body tightly into his arms, and the thing in his chest was still beating fast because of the little girl's words.

Really...... Sure enough.

The little girl's body is petite, and the fox is eager to rub her into her body as long as she holds her like this, so that she can only be with him forever and ever in her life.

It was just a guess, he never thought that what he was thinking would be true.

His Fan'er really came back, she didn't die, she came back, not only back, but even returned with love for him.

His children turned out to be in love with him......

This realization made the fox almost crazy, his eyes locked on the little face that was still stained with tears, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, chin, everywhere his eyes passed without love, and finally locked the lip that was bitten bloodied by herself, and lowered her head to imprint.

After the kiss, the fox also let go of her, caressed the little girl's face lovingly, and endured the waves of love in his heart to hold her in his arms and sleep with her.

"Dark."

In the dark night, only a barely audible sound of air friction could be heard, and a black dress that merged with the night appeared next to the bed, "Lord." ”

The long fingers stroked the thin and soft earlobes of the little girl, and the fox's eyes were raised lightly, and the light red was seriously circulating in it, where was there still half a minute of tenderness.

"Tomorrow morning, no one is allowed to step into the back mountain, remember, no one is allowed to take a step."

The cold voice is like the cold wind in the cold winter day, just by hearing it, I can't help but tremble my teeth.

Heimei's back was cold, and she looked at the delicate body in the man's arms, but she didn't dare to stay for a moment before she lowered her head and responded: "Yes." ”

The words fell, and the breath disappeared.

The cold light in the eyes of the man who lowered his eyes was gone, but after a moment's effort, the tenderness in his eyes became terrifying.

Fan'er, even if you don't nod, I want you to be my wife, and now that you have your head, even if you put together my life's cultivation, I will allow you to live for life.

……

"Fanfan, I'm ready to get up and eat."

Early the next morning, when Zhu Fan was still asleep, he heard the sound of the old lady shouting outside to eat.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, she smelled the fragrance of peach blossoms, and when she looked up, she didn't know when the little fox had slept on top of her head.

Habitually rubbing his eyes, he suddenly found that his face was wet, Zhu Fan was stunned, looked at the water marks on his hands in a daze, and suddenly remembered the dream that lasted for two nights.

The person in the dream is indeed her third uncle, yes, the difference is that the person's face is as clear as when he is not close, and the closer he gets, the more blurred his face becomes, and even later he can't see clearly.

I was flustered for a while, I was feeling uncomfortable, the old lady's voice sounded again, Zhu Fan came back to his senses, wiped his eyes, and casually found a piece of clothes and put them on and went out to wash.

At the dinner table, the old lady saw that Zhu Fan's eyes were swollen, and she was puzzled, so she asked, "Didn't you sleep well?" Why are your eyes swollen? ”

Zhu Fangang swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns, heard her ask, raised the hand that had not grabbed the steamed buns and rubbed them on his eyes, "I don't know, it may be that insects are crawling." ”

She really didn't know, she just remembered that she had a dream about that person, and when she woke up, it was like that.

The old lady frowned, and leaned over to look, "Don't rub it, wipe it with wine for a while, in case it's really a worm crawling." ”

The eyes are such a place, how can they be treated casually.

"Hmm," Zhu Fan nodded, and as soon as the grandfather and grandson finished speaking, there was a noise outside.

The old lady turned her head and glanced out of the window behind her, Zhu Fan rolled her eyes, took the steamed bun and ran out, "I'll take a look." ”

It was breakfast time, and she guessed what could happen.

Sure enough, as soon as she went out, she saw that the village chief and a few strong men in the village were leading the way, and several officials were walking in front, followed by a large number of people, and the group was marching towards the temple mountain with great momentum.

The reason why the temple mountain is called this name is entirely because the top of the mountain is a bodhisattva temple, and I don't know if it is because there is a statue of a god there, nothing has happened to the temple mountain over the years, that is, those hunters in the village have gone up the mountain to hunt, and there has never been an accident over the years.

Zhu Fan always knew that the people in the village believed in the gods, but she never knew which god in the temple was recorded in the book, and later when she was named as a sacrifice, she learned that the statue in the temple mountain was not any god she had seen in the book, but only belonged to the legendary god who blessed this side of the world.

And the reason why she became the chosen son of God by God is that I heard that it is the guidance of this god.

Zhu Fanxin believed in karma and God, but he was far inferior to anyone else in the village, and he never felt that his misfortune was due to the cold stone statue.

She thought that God should be merciful, and the god who wants human life can no longer be called a god, and if all the success of the temple mountain should be attributed to the god in the temple, then this god should be merciful.

Although she was unreasonable, she would not blame all the faults on the stone statue like this.

I pulled a man to ask, and it turned out that the officials meant, saying that since it was the work of the beast, they should not let go of any of the livestock on the mountain, so as not to let the beast hide.

Zhu Fan couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard this, and was about to go back to the house, but it happened that the old lady came out of the house, greeted the aunt outside the yard, and walked out with a steamed bun in her hand.

Zhu Fan thought about it and stretched out his hand to stop it, and said, "Grandmother, don't follow your old man to join in the fun, in case it is too late to run away after a while." ”

Seeing too many bloody things will damage the yang qi after all, and she doesn't want the old lady to contaminate those things.

Besides, I don't know if those things can scare those back, if not, if they really let them go up the mountain, they will definitely make the whole pheasant and dog jump, and the old lady will not be good at all.

The old lady thought about it, and watched those people go farther and farther, but the old man still couldn't resist his curiosity, swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and said, "It's okay, I'll go and take a look, and I'll come back after two looks, you go with me, go." ”

After speaking, the last bite of steamed buns was stuffed into her mouth, and she took Zhu Fan's hand and walked out.

"Grandmother ......" Zhu Fan was speechless, but she didn't expect that the old lady who usually didn't like to watch the excitement looked more persistent than her.

In desperation, she had to turn back and lock the door of the house, and then pulled the old lady behind the group.

After about half a cup of tea, the group arrived at the foot of the temple mountain, Zhu Fan looked around, and wanted to say why Yun Mei'er's girl didn't come when she heard someone calling her on the side.

Looking back, Zhu Fan frowned at first, and then smiled when he saw a person next to the man.

"Third uncle!" Beckoning to the man, Zhu Fan handed the old lady to Hexiang, who had just come over to meet, and ran over there.