If you care about something deep enough, others will feel that it is a robbery when you touch it. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, how can any good life be given by God, not all of them are exchanged for overcoming obstacles along the way.

The world, how much suffering, fate turns, and refuses to draw the sword.

……

Cha Duoyu guarded the bonfire, almost immersed in overspeeding meditation, and when sleepiness hit, he thought that he could change shifts with Li Hongye. As a result, just when it was my turn to rest, I didn't fall asleep, and it was dawn.

In this forbidden world, the time of night has indeed been accelerated.

Extinguish the campfire.

With the faint green smoke rising from the fire, the two of them set out on the journey again.

The gray snake 'imprisoned' in Li Hongye's bottle has no heart to resist, but the snake's head is still stubbornly against one direction, which has become the only guiding light for the two, although Cha Duoyu really doesn't know what the truth is?

Does the old cow know the way, and the snake also knows the way?

Amusing!

If it weren't for the fact that Cha Duoyu was a road idiot when she was a child, and she didn't have any confidence in her ability to discern the direction, she wouldn't have followed Li Hongye.

After passing through the group of rotting corpses and the mystery array, the gray forest seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, and it was in vain that Cha Duoyu and Li Hongye were cautious, step by step.

When the sun ran overhead, a steep valley appeared in front of Chaduoyu, with a clear bottom of a small river at his feet, and a waterfall with a drop of ten meters at the end of the river. The water of the waterfall is so fast that you can clearly hear the sound of the river splashing down.

The temperature here seems to be a little colder than outside Mt. Fuji.

But the river did not freeze, but the grass on the shore condensed some very fine dew and ice crystals, which glistened in the sun.

Cha Duoyu and Li Hongye both have the power of ghosts and gods by their side, especially after Cha Duoyu has accelerated meditation, the power of ghosts and gods is extremely abundant. It's just a little sleepy, and it is estimated that she hasn't slept for more than 30 hours, from the time Rongcheng got the information about Wu's so-called distress.

If ordinary people had arrived here and dressed more thinly, they would have froze to death last night.

There are fish in the river.

Cha Duoyu has always been worried about not eating breakfast, and when he saw the fish, he was very excited, and he was about to catch it directly, but suddenly there was a quarrel in his ears.

It's not loud, but there must be someone, and it's alive!

Li Hongye walked to the edge of the waterfall in one step, listened attentively, and Mandarin and Fusang dialect faintly came from the direction of the valley.

"We found the food, we hunted the wild boars, why did you grab them? And also sneak attack! If you want to share, just talk well, wouldn't it be too much to snatch it all? "The Mandarin voice is familiar.

After the babbling Fusang dialect, there is a stiff Fusang version of Mandarin.

"Whoever sees it first is whoever, and it is natural to share if there is enough food, but now there is not enough food."

"If you don't have enough, grab it?" Mandarin's voice was a little higher, and Cha Duoyu vaguely felt that he was like a Fan monkey, but he was much hoarse.

"This is Fusang, and every inch of land belongs to us Fusang people, including food and animals, so we have the right of priority." Stiff Fuso Mandarin.

"Who said this is Fuso? How do you prove that this is Fuso? If it's Fuso, why does day and night alternate so fast? If it's Fuso, why are there so many demons and monsters? Is your Fuso hell? "Hoarse Mandarin, the voice is raised again, it is already roaring.

"It's useless to say more, to pay or not to pay? Deliver, you can go, if you don't, you will die! "Stiff Mandarin, an ultimatum has been given.

From the conversation between the two parties, it is easy to distinguish that one side is a Chinese and the other is a Fusang person. The two sides had a dispute over food, and on the Huaxia side, someone should have been injured, or the combat strength could not compare to the other party, and the voice between the words was very loud, but the strength was very weak.

Quarrel.

It came to an abrupt end.

A scream ensued.

In the valley below the waterfall, there is a huge disparity in the number of people on both sides, and there are only a few people on the Huaxia side. Among them, Li Hongxian was obviously seriously injured, Fan Xiaohou was held by a Fusang knife by the neck at this time, Zhou Tong's face was pale, his whole body was trembling, he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, Chiyo Chuxue was not here. There are also three Chinese people next to them, but they are obviously ordinary people, and there is not much difference between there and not.

On the other side, there were several people wearing onmyoji costumes alone, with amazing momentum, and there was also a group of Fusang people standing next to them, staring at the huge wild boar at Li Hongxian's feet.

Chaduoyu is hungry, and these people look even hungrier.

In a civilized society, no one will fight for a pig, but if hunger becomes the first problem to be solved, the priority of food will be infinitely magnified, and nothing can resist the domination of hunger on the body.

No matter how polite and qualified a person is, he will become an animal.

"In Huaxia words, you are now toasting and not eating, eating and drinking." The leading onmyoji, the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm, "The adult world is not where you children should be, do you understand the law of the jungle?" If you don't have the ability to eat meat, then walk away obediently, why are you so stubborn? ”

Slowly walked to Li Hongxian's side and kicked away the hand protecting the wild boar: "There should be a lot of evil ghosts here, what kind of scene would it be if you threw all of you into the ghost den?" If you are torn apart by ghosts beyond recognition, will you die blindly? ”

Fan Xiaohou, who was held by a knife to the neck, turned red: "We don't want wild boars, I'll give them to you." ”

"Take the pork and leave."

"In the future, the water from the well will not interfere with the river water."

There was a snap.

Without seeing any movement, Fan Xiaohou was slapped on the cheek.

"Doesn't it feel a little too late now?" The Onmyoji who controlled him sneered, "Is there a place for you to speak?" You are a lamb to the slaughter, quietly waiting for death, less nonsense. ”

"Are you murderers? Bastard, you ......" Fan Xiaohou didn't finish his words.

There was a snap.

Another slap in the face.

"You're ......"

Syllable!

Another slap in the face.

"Hell......

Continue to be slapped.

"......"

“……？”

Originally, Fan Xiaohou thought that he would be slapped again, but he was ready, not that he was stupid, not that he had masochism. He's just trying to find a way to protect Li Hongsheng, he's a boy, although he doesn't have the ability to fight.

So, his idea is very simple.

These Fusang people have anger in their hearts, then I will let you spill all your anger, and the more you sprinkle it on Fan Xiaohou, the safer Li Hongxian will be.

He is thick-skinned, it doesn't matter if he is beaten a few times, if Li Hongsheng is really thrown into the group of evil ghosts and is caught, then Cha Duoyu will definitely kill himself!

However.

Things didn't go the way Fan Xiaohou expected.

Li Hongsheng, who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground, suddenly exerted his strength at this time, blocking in front of Fan Xiaohou and blocking the slap: "Don't beat a man in front of me, it's a kind of heads-up, Fusang pig!" ”