Since the death of his mother, Gu Nanyan has become Liu Zixuan's only sustenance, and on this day, he began to seriously consider whether he should really move back to Yanggongjing in advance, so as to return this rabbit hill to the animals. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Several rounds with the lame wolf and the weasel ended in failure, which made him yearn for a stable life more, and more importantly, moving back to Yanggongjing to meet Gu Nanyan's wishes, and it can also be regarded as an explanation to the two old people in Yanggongjing, although his mother's mourning period has not yet been completed, but the old man did say that he did not need to keep filial piety for her before he died......

Compared with his previous beliefs, Liu Zixuan's determination is no longer firm, the two old men have passed away, why let the living people follow him in this post? On this day, Liu Zixuan's will was finally shaken, and he finally took the initiative to consider the relocation.

However, many things in this world often do not go as people wish, and in just three days, Liu Zixuan's wavering determination turned out to be as hard as steel.

Three days later, at dusk, the afterglow of the sun was like a sea of fire, burning the entire western sky red, and the huge Niutoupo mountain forest was also covered with a layer of strange colors. In the scorching sunset, Liu Zixuan once again went to his father's grave. On the way over, he had been secretly praying in his heart that the weasel would be removed from the tomb and that he would not disturb the peace of the two old men again, so that even if he moved away from Rabbit Hill in the future, he would not leave too many worries...... In the face of that yellow skin's cunning tricks, Liu Zixuan was already in a passive situation, and now he could only pray for the future with the mentality of a weak man, praying that the future situation would develop in the direction of his wishes.

Climbing up the mountainside lightly, Liu Zixuan hid himself in the wild grass on the west edge of the platform, slowly leaned over and looked at the grave, and as soon as he poked out half of his head, the blood in his body coagulated in his body - in the afterglow of the sunset, on the grave of his biological parents, he actually saw a jumping flame!

Liu Zixuan couldn't believe his two eyes, how could there be a fire on this small barren mountain and desolate grave? Witnessing that extremely strange scene, Liu Zixuan's breathing and heartbeat were almost interrupted, and at that moment, he really felt that his soul was slowly breaking away from the constraints of his body, and he was about to abandon him immediately.

In astonishment, Liu Zixuan rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, only to find that it was not a flame, it was clearly a yellow skin, a weasel with a fire-colored light all over his body! Liu Zixuan was stunned, he heard his breathing becoming more and more messy, and his heartbeat became stronger.

The huge weasel in front of him was sitting on the grave facing the direction of the setting sun, his round eyes the size of soybeans narrowed slightly, his two short forelimbs hanging down on his chest, and his thick neck was looking high into the sky...... From a distance, it looks like a man with folded hands praying!

The unheard-of coat color, the unseen demeanor, and the fear hidden in Liu Zixuan's heart were once again stimulated by a weasel! Could it be that this animal is really like the legend, and they really have some kind of unpredictable aura or evil aura in their bodies? Otherwise, how could it have such a bizarre physical move? Could it be that animals, like humans, have their own beliefs and beliefs? Liu Zixuan was confused for a while, seeing such an alien, his heart was extremely nervous, and the beads of cold sweat rolled on his face in an instant, and the fear at this moment was far more devastating than the shock caused by seeing the lame wolf digging the grave.

This is not what this world should be! How could there be a fiery red weasel under the sky? Staring at this extraordinary creature for a long time, Liu Zixuan suddenly felt that it was not unfamiliar, and for a moment, he felt that this strange guy seemed to have seen it somewhere! After recalling it carefully for a while, Liu Zixuan quickly remembered a dark reddish-brown weasel, the one he met on the day he erected a monument to his father and mother, which happened to be the same size as the weasel in front of him! Could it be it? That's right, it was the guy who used the mantis arm as a car, Liu Zixuan woke up, its reddish-brown fur that should have been shiny and shiny, only showed a fiery red effect under the backset, and when you look at it from a distance under backlight conditions, it is like a red-hot soldering iron, standing firmly on the grave.

Hiding in the grass, Liu Zixuan's eyes widened, looking at this incredible scene. In the afterglow of the setting sun, this weasel seems so quiet, so calm, every hair of its hair exudes an incomparable noble temperament, its every move is full of wisdom, tenacity, and even more inviolable heroic and elusive mysterious power. Seeing a weasel in the glow for the first time up close, Liu Zixuan suddenly appreciated the perfection of this mysterious species, in the glow of the glow, it was so radiant, so majestic, and the vitality it showed was enough to make everyone, including hunters, daunted by it. The funny thing is that Liu Zixuan, who is lying behind the grass at the moment, looks like a devout believer, respectfully bowing to the holy relic, but at the same time watching the heavenly opportunity in a brave fight.

Sitting on the grave was one of the species that the hunter had once relied on for his livelihood, and the one sitting a few steps away was undoubtedly the vicious culprit who had made a hole in the hunter's grave!

If he saw such an unusual weasel elsewhere, Liu Zixuan might walk away quietly without disturbing its tranquility, but the one he saw in front of him was sitting on his father's grave, how could it be a place to stay? No matter how different you are, you are still a wild creature after all, and the dignity of a hunter can not be desecrated by a weasel? After watching under the platform for a long time, Liu Zixuan adjusted his breathing, his heartbeat was slightly steady, and after a little preparation, he suddenly stood up from the grass, and then strode towards the weasel.

When the weasel heard the noise, he immediately opened his eyes and lowered his forelimbs, then arched himself and leaped from the grave, his slender body arcing in the air, and then leaping to the withered grass on the northeast side of the cemetery platform. Like the last time they met, the weasel that jumped to the edge of the platform did not run away immediately, but slowly turned his head again and looked at Liu Zixuan.

The weasel's actions were exactly the same as Liu Zixuan's expectations, and when he saw such a scene, he no longer rushed over recklessly like last time and tried to trample the weasel to death. He knew very well that as long as the weasel got into the dead grass below the platform, he would not try to find it again, and it was impossible to trample an adult weasel to death in the grassy forest. On the contrary, Liu Zixuan suddenly stopped this time, standing quietly not far away and looking at this weasel, he wanted to see what other abnormal actions this strange guy could have, he wanted to know what kind of demonic magic this wild thing had, which could make so many people call it a half-immortal body in fear.

(To be continued)