Chapter Twenty-Three: The Low Mound

Ten-year-old Zhao Haikun, although he said that he was carrying only a bad old man with only skin and bones left, but after a long time, he found that it was also a huge burden. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Such a burden made Zhao Haikun's chest stick to his back several times, and what made him even more unbearable was that he didn't know why, the old man behind him felt heavier and heavier after walking for a while.

In the end, the old man was a little out of breath.

Seeing this, the old man behind him asked Zhao Haikun in a gloomy voice: "Young man, are you tired! I'll come down when I'm tired, you go back first!"

Listening to the old man's words, Zhao Haikun, who was stubborn by nature, shook his head very firmly and said, "No! I promise to carry it to your village, and I will definitely do it! Old man, you sit down! Let's keep walking!"

With Zhao Haikun's words, he moved his steps with difficulty, almost breathing step by step, and trembling step by step "moved" to the direction of Zhao's house.

After walking for an unknown distance, Zhao Haikun carried the old man on his back, and finally saw the sporadic lights and black eaves of Zhao's house.

Seeing that there was hope for victory, Zhao Haikun was in a better mood, and at this moment, the old man Zhao Haikun was carrying suddenly spoke again.

After the old man patted Zhao Haikun on the shoulder, he actually told him: "Young man, thank you! I have already gone to my relative's house!

"Home?!" Zhao Haikun looked around left and right, and was surprised.

Because they are still between the wild dirt roads outside the Zhao family building, they don't see any houses and tiles around.

In this wilderness, why did this old man keep talking about his relatives' house, and where was this "home"?

In this regard, Zhao Haikun, who was so tired that he was sweating like pulp, asked puzzled while letting the old man down: "Old man, you are really joking, there is not even a pit here, how did you get to your relative's house?"

With Zhao Haikun's questioning, the old man first moved his body bones, and then pointed to a direction in the field, and smiled at Zhao Haikun: "What am I lying to you about......?" Isn't that one of my relatives?"

Following the guidance of the strange old man, Zhao Haikun turned around and looked over and looked at the field on the side of the road......

Then, he inhaled the cold air, took a few steps back, and sat on the ground again, completely blinded.

It turned out that Zhao Haikun saw that in the direction indicated by the old man, there was no human house, but there was a low tombless tomb!

And on top of the tomb, there was a blue eye, the same moon white, with three tails scattered in it...... White Fox!

This crystal clear white fox surprised Zhao Haikun and shocked him to the extreme!

Although Zhao Haikun had heard the legends of the fox fairy and the king of the lantern near Zhaojialou since he was a child, this kind of thing of seeing the three-tailed fox fairy was the first time in the world.

Moreover, the eccentric old man who called the "maiden beast" a relative aggravated Zhao Haikun's psychological crisis!

Surprised and frightened, Zhao Haikun looked at the fox and then at the old man, and then stammered: "Mother...... ! you ...... Is it a fox fairy?"

Hearing this, the old man who ran from Lanling nodded slightly: "That's right! I'm a fox! I got lost and injured tonight, thanks to the little brother, I'm grateful!"

Although the old goblin was very polite to Zhao Haikun, but in his heart, Zhao Haikun was very scared, after all, he had heard a lot of legends of goblins eating people in ancient times, and it was inevitable that there would be some strange associations.

Zhao Haikun, who wanted to escape, got up and wanted to run after the old man revealed his identity, but he didn't think that after he suddenly got up from the ground, his eyes were dark, but he had to sit on the ground.

At this time, Zhao Haikun found that when he had just carried the old man, he had already consumed too much physical strength, and now he didn't even have the strength to support his body, let alone escape.

Since then, Zhao Haikun couldn't escape after all, so he could only look at the old man with a helpless and longing face, begging for the mercy of fate.

And Zhao Haikun's heart was terrified, the old man's attitude was much kinder.

After thanking Zhao Haikun, the old man first walked in the direction of the white fox with his hands behind his back.

But the vixen didn't take a few steps, and suddenly stopped advancing, and then he turned around, laughing and saying, "This little brother, old man, I see that you are a man of promises, and you gave me a ride, so I will help you and save your father's life!"

The old man's sudden words directly confused Zhao Haikun.

Thinking that Zhao Haikun and his father have no five illnesses and three disasters, and they are about to go to the mine to earn a lot of money to support their family, it is when there is a happy event, how can there be a loss of life?

Puzzled, Zhao Haikun forgot his fear because of concern, so he asked the demon old man curiously, "What do you mean by this?"

Listening to Zhao Haikun's questioning, the old man smiled mysteriously.

After a while, he walked back and told Zhao Haikun, "Specific...... I can't say, you just have to remember that the day after tomorrow, when your father finishes the banquet and goes to work on the shuttle, you can't let your father get on that shuttle bus under any circumstances, and it will have to be delayed until after 12 o'clock at noon at the latest! Otherwise, he will be doomed!"

After saying this, the fairy old man further emphasized: "Remember two things, don't let him get into the car before twelve o'clock, and second, you must also remember! Don't tell anyone about meeting me today, let alone me telling you all this!"

Hearing this, Zhao Haikun was puzzled: "Why can't you say it!"

When asked, the old man replied in a more gloomy voice: "These things are not my responsibility, let people know after they are managed...... I'm going to die, and if I'm dead, I won't let you go!"

When the old man said the last sentence, his tone was gloomy, which made Zhao Haikun shudder, so he could only nod his head and say yes, saying that he would never tell anyone about him.

After the old man met the three-tailed fox who was sitting on the tomb waiting for him, he also paused like a fox, fell to the ground on all fours, limped, and walked into the depths of the tomb weeds.

After that, Zhao Haikun sat on the road in the field, recovered his strength, and as soon as he was able to stand up, he ran home, and after handing over the things to his parents, he didn't even wash his face, so he got into the bed, and he didn't dare to come out of the frightened atmosphere.

The next day was a festive day for the Zhao family to invite guests to dinner.

On that day, because Zhao Deguang was about to become a worker in the mine, he was particularly happy. But his eldest son frowned, thinking of the vixen's face and those words.

Tomorrow...... Do you really want to pull Zhao Deguang out of the car in front of the villagers and miners?