"Patriarch Grandpa~" Ying'er began to shout when she arrived at the patriarch's house.

"Eh~" An old voice sounded in the room, and then, a white-haired old man walked out on crutches.

"Yo~ It's Ying'er!" The old patriarch first saw the enthusiastic Ying'er, and then his eyes locked on Tang Zixuan and the others.

Ying'er hurriedly introduced: "Patriarch Grandpa, these are Honghong's friends, who were injured in the maze and want to rest here for a few days. ”

"Honghong's friend?" the old patriarch's face sank, "He is a demon clan, and he will bring people back when he says that he will bring people back?" is he the patriarch, or am I the patriarch?"

Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian's hearts sank, they didn't expect the old patriarch to have this attitude, judging from Dashu and Ying'er's attitude towards Honghong along the way, they thought that Honghong was very good in this village, but they didn't expect the old patriarch to buy it.

Ying'er was used to it, she said coquettishly: "Of course you are the patriarch, but you see that Honghong has lost Neidan, and he can't maintain his human form, so it's not good to drive them away, right? A kind person like you can't see others suffering the most, you see how pitiful they are!"

"Give me less of this. Although the old patriarch said this, his tone was much more relaxed, and he looked at the fox in Xiao Tian's arms again, and guessed that it was Honghong.

"Patriarch Grandpa, you are the kindest person in the world, you will definitely agree, right?" Ying'er struck while the iron was hot and continued.

The old patriarch slowly walked towards Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian, looked the two of them up and down and Gu Wenyu on their backs, and then asked solemnly, "Where is the dead girl?"

Tang Zixuan: "?"

Xiaotian: "?"

The two looked at each other, not knowing who the patriarch was referring to.

Ying'er reacted, she hurriedly said, "Ying'er just asked, they haven't seen the saint." ”

When the old patriarch heard this, his face was full of suspicion, "Haven't you seen it?"

Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian finally came back to their senses, knowing that the old patriarch was asking Mu Xi, how could they answer this question alone?

Fortunately, the old patriarch did not continue to dwell on this question, and he asked again, "What's your name?"

"Little God. Xiao Tian didn't have any psychological burden, and took the lead in replying.

Tang Zixuan had a hunch that as long as he said his name, the old patriarch would be able to guess it, but Ying'er already knew his name, and it didn't make sense for him not to say it, so he replied: "Under Tang Zixuan, behind me is my friend, Xiaohua." ”

Sure enough, after Tang Zixuan said his name, the old patriarch's eyes widened, and he left and asked, "What is the relationship between you and Tang Yi?"

Tang Zixuan could only pretend to be stupid, and at the same time hoped that Grandpa Yu Shu would not demolish him, so Tang Zixuan replied boldly: "The juniors don't know Tang Yi. ”

The old patriarch didn't speak, he stared at Tang Zixuan's eyes, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes.

Tang Zixuan pretended to look back at the old patriarch with determination, without showing any timidity.

The old patriarch asked again, "Why is Honghong walking with you?"

Tang Zixuan replied: "We are friends, he invited us to come to the Spirit Clan as guests, but I didn't expect to be trapped in the maze." ”

The old patriarch asked again, "How did you meet?"

"I knew it when I was exterminating demons. Tang Zixuan's answer was fluent, and the old patriarch didn't catch any flaws for a while, and he withdrew his gaze suspiciously.

"I hope you're telling the truth. The old patriarch said in a deep voice.

Ying'er saw that the old patriarch finally believed it, so she flew to the old patriarch again, "How about it, patriarch grandpa, let them go in and rest." ”

"You still want them to live with me?" said the old patriarch angrily.

Ying'er smiled and replied, "You have a big place here." ”

The old patriarch helplessly stretched out his hand and nodded at Ying'er, and then said to Tang Zixuan and them, "Come in." ”

"Thank you, seniors. The two thanked them again and again, and quickly followed into the house.

The old village chief arranged two empty houses for them to live in, and Ying'er told Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian that they could go to the river to bathe, and then went to find someone to help Gu Wenyu bathe and change clothes.

With Xiao Ying'er taking care of them, several people quickly settled down.

Although the Spirit Clan is not xenophobic, they are not very enthusiastic about Tang Zixuan and the others, but they can finally live there.

The old patriarch always looked at Tang Zixuan's expression strangely, maybe he didn't fully believe Tang Zixuan's words.

Originally, only the old patriarch was staring at Tang Zixuan alone, but when the villagers knew that the injured little fox was Honghong, and also knew Tang Zixuan's surname, at this point, the villagers began to guess Tang Zixuan's identity.

There are not a few people who have the same suspicions, after all, Honghong has never left Mu Xi, otherwise Mu Xi and Tang Yi eloped back then, and Hong Hong would not have left the Spirit Clan with Mu Xi.

Now seventeen years have passed, Honghong has returned to the Spirit Clan alone, and she has taken a kid surnamed Tang with her, but Mu Xi is nowhere to be found, which inevitably makes people suspicious. Some people even wanted to drive Tang Zixuan and a few people out of the village, but Ying'er and Honghong's friends tried their best to dissuade them, and these people gave up for the time being.

For these concerned eyes, Tang Zixuan could only pretend not to know, he had no other way, Honghong and Xiaohua had no signs of waking up, and they couldn't leave at all at this time.

Xiaohua's body is as thin as a little monkey, and I don't know if it was because she forcibly broke through the seal twice, Gu Wenyu was in a coma for longer than the last time, and she only relied on a little nectar brought by Ying'er every day to sustain her life.

Xiao Tian seemed to be afraid that he would drag everyone down, he sat by Gu Wenyu's bed every day to practice, did nothing except eat, and even slept for three or four hours.

It only took three days to boil herself into a panda, Ying'er sat at the head of the bed and looked at Xiaotian in confusion, and finally couldn't help asking: "Your breathing method was taught to you by Honghong, right?"

Xiao Tian didn't even open his eyes, just nodded lightly: "Hmm." ”

"You're working too hard!" Ying'er sighed: "If I could have half of your hard work, my mother wouldn't be angry with me all day long." ”

Xiao Tian didn't speak, he didn't want to waste his time hanging out with Ying'er. This incident hit him too hard, Honghong was wasted, Xiaohua was unconscious, and Tang Zixuan's consumption was also very large, only he couldn't help anything.

It made him feel like a burden, which was a bad feeling, and he hoped that he could help instead of just watching.

"It's a pity that you still haven't gathered soul power after working so hard, and practicing like this can only strengthen your body at most. Ying'er knew that Xiaotian's qualifications were poor, and she could see that he was just an ordinary person with no soul power in his body. It wasn't that she deliberately ridiculed Xiaotian, but she really felt a pity, she didn't think about it so much, so she said it directly.