Qiqi opened his mouth, wanting to explain that he didn't tame the wolf, but just happened to save a wolf cub, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed it back.

It's really much, much better to be a god of fire than to be a two-legged sheep.

There was silence in the house, when suddenly someone shouted in the courtyard: "The big boss is back, the big boss is back!" ”

Ah Niang's body trembled, a smile appeared on her face, and she looked at Qiqi: "The fire god is really accurate." Thank you, Vulcan Lady. ”

"I ......"

A-Niang hurriedly opened the door and ran out. The man in her own family risked his life to go out, and now that he is back, she always wants to see if he is safe or not.

Everyone rushed to the front yard again, except for the two girls who were guarding outside the Qiqi Gate.

Qiqi opened the door and went out, and saw Huzi probing his brain at the corner of the stairs.

"Huzi, your father is back, don't you want to take a look?" Seven seven shouted.

Huzi wanted to speak and stopped, and after trying many times, he mustered up the courage and hooked his fingers at Qiqi.

Qiqi hurriedly ran over.

"Seventy-seven?"

"Huh?"

"I ...... Can I still call you Qiqi in the future? ”

"Why not?"

"You're the god of fire."

"Someone else is talking nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, I've seen it all, and I've seen the angel of God treating you with respect......"

Qiqi thought, that's its son in my hands, okay? If you're in my hands, don't your leopards have to be polite to me?

However, Qiqi still didn't want to explain.

"I ...... Will I be able to play with you in the future? Huzi hesitated for a moment and asked again.

"Of course, you've always been my friend." Qiqi's little hand touched Huzi's head, like a little adult.

Huzi smiled, and the two dimples on his black face were very cute.

"Huzi, do you know Jin Mengguo?" Qiqi tried to find out.

"Jin Mengguo? Well, I don't know, what is it? Huzi shook his head.

"I heard that it's a country with a lot of wind and sand all year round, but I don't know where it is."

"Ask the third uncle to go, the third uncle is well-informed, he must know."

"He? Isn't there a sickness here? Qiqi pointed to his head.

Huzi smiled: "Oh, he doesn't get sick all the time, he's powerful when he's normal." ”

Is it? Why haven't I seen him normal? Qiqi thought to himself, but it was difficult to say it.

The two hid on the stairs and chatted, completely forgetting the cold weather and the leopard who returned to the cottage.

The two were chatting happily when they heard the sound of drums and brass bells from far and near.

"What's the situation?" Qiqi looked up.

"It's Bimo." Huzi Road.

Bimo Qiqi has seen it, and it is in the cottage.

Whenever the bandits in the village wanted to go down the mountain to sell and buy, the old man who was too old to tell his age, with dark skin and a wrinkled face, would put on his black robe, which seemed to never be washed, but he had a long mopping floor, and then brought the high hat decorated with red coral, blue tourmaline, turquoise and pheasant feathers and sang and danced goodbye. He had a white, stained sheepskin drum at his waist, and a palm-length drum hanging in his left hand, and while jumping, he struck the drum skin from time to time, making a dull thumping sound.

In addition to the sheepskin drum, there is another object that Bimo does not leave with, and that is a brass bell held in his right hand. The copper bell is no more than the size of a wine glass, there is a small hole in the nose, tied with a strip of red cloth, put on the middle finger of Bi Mo's right hand, as long as Bi Mo loosens his hand, the copper bell will hang on the middle finger, gently shake, making a pleasant sound.