Without waiting for Xun Mo to answer, Song Qingyin continued: "Forgive me for being a little learned, this goshawk refining into a demon is only three years, and the divine soul that has been dead for more than three months has already entered reincarnation, and the possibility of attaching it to something else and coming back...... Basically, no. ”

Xun Mo's eyes suddenly turned red, "Impossible! How could he not be an older brother! ”

Song Qingyin ignored his sudden crazy state, stood up and walked towards the goshawk, slowly stretched out his hand, his eyes kept looking at the goshawk, and after a while, the goshawk slowly lowered his head and let her hand rest on himself.

Xun Mo watched this scene almost dumbfounded, this is impossible, it is obviously extremely aggressive to everyone except himself, how can it be obediently allowed to be touched by strangers?

The traction process of consciousness was very smooth, Song Qingyin closed his eyes, and saw that he was on top of the fence mountain, and there were towering trees everywhere he looked, it was early morning, and the fine sunlight and crisp birdsong were intertwined, which was a rare good weather for Song Qingyin.

Sensing a noise around her, she asked without looking back, "This is your memory?" The goshawk landed lightly on her shoulder, and flapped its wings twice to agree with her.

Soon she saw Xun Mo, but this Xun Mo was different from what she had seen before, although he still looked sick, but his skin was still normal white, he was carrying a basket with a few pictures thrown around, there was not a lot of money in the money bag on his waist, and a pair of eyebrows were saddened, and the whole person was a template for the possession of a declining god.

"Huh? When are you going to play? Song Qingyin was a little anxious, after all, he was about to be treated as a barbecue.

The goshawk patted her head with his wings and motioned for her to continue.

Sure enough, when Xun Mo walked near them, a huge mass of objects fell from the sky and plunged into the basket behind him.

Song Qingyin: ......

"What !!" Xun Mo was so frightened that he took off the basket, and after seeing what it was, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, he laughed inexplicably, "Hahaha, it turned out to be an eagle, this carving is a bit stupid, is it a stupid carving...... Hahaha, it's good that it's not a mess, I thought I was going to die again, hahaha. ”

Song Qingyin touched Brother Eagle's little brain melon sympathetically.

Goshawk:......

It seems that life has indeed given this young man a lot of hardships, and it has destroyed him into such a frightened bird. Xun Mo looked around for a while, and ran away like a thief with the goshawk that had fainted.

Song Qingyin immediately followed.

Not far from this forest is a small courtyard built by Xun Mo, but this courtyard is much smaller than in reality, and at a glance you know that it is where he lives alone.

Xun Mo didn't bring the door when he entered the house, in fact, Song Qingyin felt that it was not necessary for him to build a fence around this house and press a wooden door, every corner here interprets what is called the four walls of the house, I am afraid that the thief will cry when he sees it, and he can't wait to give a few copper plates.

He threw the basket on his back to the ground, and placed the goshawk upright on the table with a leg that was noticeably shorter. Song Qingyin rubbed his eyes, did Brother Eagle's body slip down a piece just now?

"Alas, the wings are broken, no wonder they can't fly." Xun Mo flipped his money bag, and the expression on his face didn't look very comfortable.

He hesitated for a moment and then made up his mind, poured the scroll in the basket on the bed, spread a layer of cushion in it and put the goshawk in it again, and muttered, "Don't be afraid, stupid eagle, I'll go find you a doctor...... Can the doctor cure the stupid eagle? You're a little stupid, but you don't want to die. ”

Brother Eagle, who was unconscious in the basket, kicked his legs unconsciously.

The place where he lives is remote enough, and it doesn't look like he can afford a carriage. Xun Mo walked forward on foot with a basket on his back, and it was probably half an hour before he saw the outline of Lishan Town from a distance, which seemed to make him very encouraged, and he didn't care that the soles of his straw shoes were about to wear out, so he was stunned to speed up his pace.

Xun Mo is very familiar with Lishan Town, of course, the people in Lishan Town are also very familiar with him, after all, their family has lived here for generations, until his parents died unexpectedly, everyone in the town knows that he is a fierce man, where is anyone willing to be with him, even if it is just to say a few words, it seems to be stained with bad luck and have to go to the temple to burn a few pillars of high incense.

He kept his head down all the way, for fear that others would see him, but it was unfortunate, or his life was really bad, and as soon as he stepped into the town, he heard a shrill voice pretending to be surprised ringing in his ears.

"Oh, this isn't Xunmo, why did you want to come and see the big guy today?"

Xun Mo's body trembled, he didn't look up, it was obvious that the owner of the voice was no longer familiar with it, and even heard her voice and was afraid.

It was a beautiful girl, wearing a peony pattern gauze skirt outlined by gold thread, and she sat in a carriage, opened the curtain with one hand and half-covered her face with a fan to look out, as if she had seen something very funny, and the four attendants outside the car were also arrogant, stopping Xun Mo who wanted to sneak away.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Xun Mo had no choice but to arch his hand, and greeted the girl with low eyebrows, "Miss Su Gui'an." Miss Su snorted twice, her apricot eyes turned and she didn't know what she saw, she waved her hand and summoned an attendant to whisper in his ear, and the attendant looked flattering, very excited that he could be so close to the beautiful young lady.

The beads of sweat on Xun Mo's face kept rolling down, and he felt that there had been no movement in the basket behind him for a long time. "Miss Su, if it's okay, I won't be here to get in your way."

"Hey! Wait! Without waiting for Miss Su to speak, the entourage spoke, "Our young lady asked you to move that bucket of water to the banyan tree at the west entrance of the city." He snickered, pointing to the dirty swill bucket on the side of the street.

At this time, there were a lot of people on the street to watch the excitement, but most of them were waiting to see Xun Mo make a fool of himself.

"This ...... Miss Su, forgive me, there is really something important in the future, I ......"

"What are you?!" Miss Su's voice was a little sharp, the one that Song Qingyin hated very much. "Let you go, just go, your poor ghost old lady's tomb is on our mountain, we don't think it's bad luck for you, right? Why do you refuse to do such a small thing? ”

The people around him even chimed in.

Xun Mo endured and endured, gritted his teeth, and picked up the bucket of foul-smelling swill. In an undisguised ridicule and applause, they moved to the west of the city step by step.

"Oh," Song Qingyin exclaimed, throwing a handful of skins on the ground, "No wonder he wants to kill so many beautiful sisters, tsk, don't explode in silence, just pervert in silence This is, most people who blindly endure in the face of tribulations will mostly be the result." As she spoke, she touched something and put it in her mouth.

Goshawk: "...... What are you eating? ”

Song Qingyin was startled, and the things in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, "Who?!" Who's talking? Brother Eagle? Is that you? You can talk! I was suffocated to death! ”

Goshawk: "You're so annoying. This is my reminiscence, and I can certainly say that. ”

Goshawk: "So what exactly are you eating?" ”

Song Qingyin grabbed a handful from the small bag and spread it out in the palm of his hand, "Pine nuts, I touched them from the post house, do you want to eat them?" ”

Goshawk: "......"

Goshawk: "Eat." ”

After they said a few words, Xun Mo had already arrived under the banyan tree in the west of the city, and Miss Su thought that she was idle enough, shaking her fan early and carefully admiring the newly painted Kodan on her fingers in the shade. Seeing him coming, he complained impatiently, 'so slow'. Then he nodded at the entourage, and the retinue took the order and kicked over the swill bucket, and the dirt was sprinkled on Xun Mo's body, causing the rest of the people to laugh.

Song Qingyin narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly.

Xun Mo's eyes were full of resentment, and his eyes were red, but he still bowed and saluted, and ran to the hospital with a basket in his arms.

But he couldn't even enter the door of the infirmary, and the female doctor, who looked warm-eyed, only glanced into his arms from a long distance, and said, 'It's dead, bury it', and let people blast him out. Xun Mo could still hear the female doctor saying sarcastically to the people who came to consult outside the door, "Send anything dirty here, and I'm not afraid of polluting the place in the hospital." ”

Song Qingyin is tsk, she is a good-looking woman, and she is still a doctor, no wonder he wants to kill Sister Lan.

Xun Mo stumbled away from the front of the medical hall, and he didn't know how many people he bumped into along the way, and most people couldn't help but slap the place he touched when they saw him, so as not to bring the disaster to themselves.

Immediately afterward, he was held up by a man. Xun Mo's out-of-focus eyes stared at the man for a long time, and he saw his appearance clearly. This person looked a little old, wearing a crane pattern Liuyun Dao robe, and the folds on his face stretched out and smiled gently at him, "This little friend, but what trouble did you encounter?" I wonder if old decay can help? ”

People who have been living in malice, but when they encounter the slightest kindness from others, they will blindly think that they have grasped the straw that saves their lives.

Song Qingyin felt that this person was a little familiar. In addition to wearing a crane-patterned Liuyun Dao robe, she had seen it in Ah Xue's memories, and the appearance of this veteran also made her feel inexplicably familiar.

The old Taoist patiently listened to his preface and afterword, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Have you ever heard of 'bartering'?" ”

Bartering, to put it bluntly, is to exchange one thing for something else that you need.

Xun Mo looked at his tattered clothes and said with a wry smile: "But how can I exchange anything with others?"