After the cyan fog cleared, Hua Anfu heard some strange calls, to be honest, there are many calls at night, such as crickets or frogs, if the night is very quiet, and you listen carefully, maybe you can also hear the sound of snakes crawling and spitting letters, but these are not strange laughter, strange to say, this cry is a bit like a person calling his name, Hua Anfu is a little restless, often walking at night and encountering ghosts He understands, And he has really met ghosts a few times, but what he understands better is that his master once told him that at night, encountering ghosts is not the most terrible, because you have a defense, and the more terrible thing is to meet something you don't know, you don't know how to deal with it, and you don't know if it will hurt you, so, when you meet something you don't understand at night, you must not be curious, you must not see what he is, especially the Taoist profession, you know, curiosity kills cats, and many people, It's also because of curiosity that I hurt myself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The situation in front of Hua Anfu was at a loss, an ethereal voice was calling him, which made him hesitate a little, whether to continue to walk into the deep forest, if he didn't go, it was very dangerous for a spirit boy to run outside, but if he went, he vaguely felt that tonight, in this deep forest, I am afraid that there is something extraordinary, thinking about it, he still stuffed into the deep forest, he doesn't know why he is so afraid of death, probably because his natural curiosity can always overcome fear.

Hua Anfu took out a small lamp from the magic bag, and stretched out to the deep forest, the compass pointer in his hand was still shaking, there was no way, the magnetic field of the spirit child was a little too weak, the pointer at this time pointed to the southeast and southwest directions, usually at this time it was up to the experience and intuition of the mage to judge, Hua Anfu looked at it twice, it was two directions, or two completely opposite directions, which showed that if he chose the wrong direction, then he didn't want to catch the spirit child, he analyzed it and decided to go to the southwest.

"What happened after that, Master?"

When Hua Anfu was telling this story, he suddenly found that his disciples were sitting around, and he was frightened, looking at these disciples who were very interested in their stories, he stood up and prepared to leave, but seeing that those disciples had no intention of leaving, he turned back and continued to tell.

Hua Anfu chose the road in the southwest, the surrounding woods are more dense, and there is no road to go inside, only dense bushes, Hua Anfu walked into the bushes and saw some ditches, these ditches just cut the road to go, fortunately, this gloomy small ditch is not too wide, and there is no water in it, Hua Anfu carefully went down the ditch, the black silt inside was piled up quite deep, directly past Hua Anfu's knees, Hua Anfu took off his shoes and put them on his hands, It was difficult to pass through the ditch, at this time he suddenly heard a small cry, and his heart was a little strange, he took out the compass and looked at it, there was no one here, not a ghost to be exact, so how could there be a cry? Hua Anfu frowned, searched around, and finally found a red package in the ditch opposite, he walked over in a panic, thinking that the sound was not worn out of this package, and then picked up the package, the outside of the package had been wet with water, and then opened the package and looked, it turned out to be a white and chubby child, Hua Anfu walked and frowned at the child who had no strength to cry again, and did not recognize it, threw away the wet package, and put the child into his arms, Use his own body temperature to warm the child, when he just put it in his arms, Hua Anfu only felt cold, as if he put a snowball in it, but fortunately, just after a while, the child's body temperature gradually increased, this time he looked at the child with his eyes closed in his arms, felt his empty stomach, thought that the child would die if he couldn't keep it, and he was not in the mood to chase the spirit child at the moment, and carefully climbed out of the ditch, and was careful not to touch the child, he gasped as he climbed out of the ditch, Hurried to the village, the villagers saw Hua Anfu coming back from a distance, and hurriedly helped him over, the important reason why they didn't dare to fall asleep was that the hairy corpse had not been disposed of, and it was still at the door, like a living person, and the villagers were afraid that it would get up again and give people a mouthful, so no one dared to sleep.

When they arrived at Hua Anfu's side, they found that he was holding a child who looked like he had just reached the full moon, and there were not a few hairs yet, Hua Anfu said hurriedly.

"Boil some hot porridge, is there a wet nurse??"

After speaking, he walked into the house, the corpse outside the house had been disposed of, Hua Anfu walked into the house and took a new quilt, wrapped the child thickly, and then walked out of the door to boil some porridge, and added some milk to it, at this time a slightly older person came over and asked.

"Dao Chief, what should I do with the corpse outside the door?"

Hua Anfu then remembered, there was a big hairy corpse that was not handled, he walked to the door, looked at the corpse that had not moved, looked left and right, this situation had to be fried, after speaking, he called a large barrel of oil, and sandwiched a big pot on the earthen kang next to him, poured it slowly, and then put in the oil, the villagers spontaneously made a lot of firewood in order to eliminate this obstructive thing as soon as possible, and there was still a lot of time before the oil pot rolled phlegm, and the children in the house cried, but the cry was quite weak, It seems that I am already quite tired, after Hua Anfu heard the voice, he hurriedly made a bowl of porridge that he had just cooked, and walked into the house with it, looking at the child who was crying but had a weak voice, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and made some white porridge with a spoon, and he didn't know if the child would eat it, he carefully blew the cold white porridge and handed it into the child's tender mouth, he was a little worried about whether the child would eat these, but fortunately, the child may be very hungry and very able to eat, Hua Anfu saw that the child was eating one bite at a time, and he was relieved a lot, patiently fed, and gradually the child stopped crying, Hua Anfu was much more relieved, and slowly fell asleep, and then walked out, the oil pot has begun to bubble, and the old guys are still a little distressed, this is the oil of the whole village, if you get a zombie, then it's okay, (to be continued.) )