Chapter 670

"Lu Xiaofeng went up the mountain to pick herbs, it was Lu Xiaofeng's illness that dragged this child down, cough cough ......"

"Baby Anne, now that the medical technology is developing Lu Xiaofeng very quickly, why don't you go to Jianghu Hospital to see a doctor?"

Lu Xiaofeng took out the hot breakfast in the pot and walked towards the main hall house, while talking to Baby Anne. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How much does it cost to go to the hospital...... Ahem...... Lu Xiaofeng, this old woman is not so delicate......"

Thinking about the current situation of Zidie's family, Lu Xiaofeng's face was gloomy, looking at the breakfast in the bowl, he realized that this was a bowl of egg fried rice with chopped green onions.

Moreover, it is covered with a poached egg. "Baby Anne, have you had breakfast?"

"After eating, the fried rice made by Purple Butterfly should be returned to you in the pot, so eat it while it's hot. ”

Looking at the empty and tender poached egg of the ancient divine beast on the bowl noodles, Lu Xiaofeng's mood became heavy for no reason.

He was completely sure that both Purple Butterfly and Baby Anne were reluctant to eat poached eggs, which Purple Butterfly specially made for him to eat alone.

The stubborn Purple Butterfly obviously didn't want to owe him too much, so she kept the eggs at home for him to eat when he was in exchange for a monthly pass, and in disguise he bought good rice and oil for his family.

The nutritional content of this kind of authentic eggs is not comparable to the eggs produced in batches from farms on the market.

Before he came to this magic pen village, it was difficult for him to eat at home.

Although an egg is nothing, this is a magic pen village, a cottage far away from the city and away from the commercial society, a poor family that is so poor that it does not even have a household appliance, and its meaning is naturally different.

It's not that I haven't thought about giving a monthly ticket to Baby Anne to see a doctor, but how can Lu Xiaofeng open his mouth with this purple butterfly's dead nature?

After eating the egg fried rice and poached eggs in the bowl like a tiger in two bites, Lu Xiaofeng returned to his West House with a heavy heart.

"Ah, ow, ow" was several sneezes in a row, the nose was sore, not breathable, and uncomfortable.

"Baby Anne, Lu Xiaofeng will go out for a while, and I will come back later, you can rest well!"

"Go, go, be careful on the road, don't fall, it rained almost overnight last night, and the road in the village must be wet and slippery. ”

Baby Anne coughed and still didn't forget to tell this baby from Wenzong, for fear that he would suffer here.

"Baby Anne, thank you for your concern. Lu Xiaofeng smiled and ran out of the yard, the aunt was worried and thoughtful, but Lu Xiaofeng felt quite comfortable and kind.

As soon as I left the door of the main hall, I saw Zi Butterfly walking in from the gate of the courtyard with a basket full of herbs, wild vegetables, vermilion fruits and other herbs.

"Where are you going?" asked Purple Butterfly, whose big bright eyes were full of doubts, looking at Lu Xiaofeng.

There are not many daily necessities that must be used, so Lu Xiaofeng made a list and asked Brother Xu Gongzi from the grocery store in the village to help Lu Xiaofeng bring it back from Wenzong. ”

"Oh!" Purple Butterfly opened her mouth slightly, and asked as she walked inside, "Have you had breakfast?"

"After eating, the eggs are very fragrant, Purple Butterfly, thank you. ”

"I like to eat it, and Lu Xiaofeng will eat it for you next time. ”

Zi Die looked at Lu Xiaofeng's half-wet shirt, "Huh", and asked, "Why are your clothes all wet, it didn't rain in the morning?" ”

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng say this, Lu Xiaofeng realized that his shirt was really wet and sticky.

"It was a little hot when I came home from my run, so I got some water from the tank to cool down. ”

"Then you better change it first, Lu Xiaofeng will stay for a while and wash all your change of clothes last night.

It's easy for you to catch a cold and get sick. Zi Die squatted down the basket and said to Lu Xiaofeng. "Don't worry, we're strong!"

Lu Xiaofeng patted his well-developed chest muscles and smiled confidently.

However, he followed Purple Butterfly's suggestion, went back to the house to change clothes, and stuffed the remaining silver into his pocket.

The sky was as thick as ink, so thick that juice could drip down, and it was gloomy and gloomy, and there was not a single star.

The ground was also dark, deadly silent, but in the silence there was clearly something about to move.

Beside the black canopy in the northwest corner, a yellow mist suddenly rose, and there was a purple light flashing in the yellow cloud, rolling outward. The yellow clouds grew so fast that in less than a meal, half of the sky was covered.

The weather made people sweat like rain, panting, and the most unexpected thing was that the wave-like wind and sand blew up in an instant, blowing people's mouths and noses full of sand.

The wind and sand are getting stronger and stronger, and the yellow sand on the people and horses is getting thicker and ......thicker.

Even the most courageous plagiarism man, under the power of this great storm that changes the color of the heavens and the earth, can only tremble.

The wind was howling, like thousands of evil tigers at the same time.

After a night of howling, the storm in the desert gradually calmed down the next morning.

Shimmer.

Finally, a glimmer of light came through.

It emanates from the houses of the clan.

There was an oppressive silence roaming outside the clan, but in every room of the clan, behind every carefully hidden window, people were nervous and busy.

At this time, the babies stopped crying, and the playful children did not dare to scream, and the adults pursed their mouths tightly, and they were busy, packing up everything in the room that could be taken away.

The grain was carefully hidden, the precious clay pots were carefully bandaged, and all kinds of clothes, utensils, and jewelry were packed one by one. Finally, the men tightened their belts and grasped their bows and arrows, while the women followed with solemn expressions, holding the children in one hand and the burdens in the other.

All the hectic and hasty preparations took place in this silence, which was imperceptible. From the outside, I thought that this clan was sleeping in a dreamland, sweet and hearty.

The earth was silent, not knowing what was coming.

However, not far from the clan house, the people shrouded in darkness gathered in the square as usual, standing in rows of dark shadows.

It was the author of the clan, each with sharp blades in his hands, arranged in rows, and his tense face showed a majestic expression.

In the middle of these authors is something like a drum, but much larger than a drum.

It glowed coldly in the dark of night, and it looked as if it was made of metal, but it was far smoother, tougher, and colder than metal. The surface of the drum is fairly smooth, and there seems to be something flickering.

It was at this time that the moon came out. The waning moon was like a bow, emitting the cold light of the sky of the ancient divine beasts, setting off the darkness even more solemnly.

Under this light, two men in black could be seen kneeling motionless in front of the drum-shaped thing, with pious expressions on their faces, and words in their mouths, as if praying. The authors, all standing silently behind them, staring at them solemnly.

I don't know how long it has been.

I saw the two ghostly black shadows, who ended their prayers and slowly stood up from the ground. Then, as if they had said it beforehand, the authors showed the blades in their hands and cut them on their wrists one by one.

Immediately, the crimson blood seeped out, winding like a stream on their hands and condensing at their fingertips.

They approached the drum-shaped thing and reached out to let their blood drip on the drum. The drum began to shimmer, getting brighter and brighter, and when the authors returned to their original positions,

A stout, red-eyed python slowly twisted its body and slowly climbed up.

The strange sound was mixed with a disgusting stench, and the rest of the people held their breath, and the big python meandered away, the python's head was triangular, and there was a bumpy sarcoma on the top of the head. This python is two feet long, thicker than an arm.

The python slowly rose from the drum surface, and an unbearable breath filled the air.

The chill is getting deeper. The two men in black watched it all with satisfaction, and then quietly disappeared. The snake stretched out Lu Xiaofeng's body, raised its head high, and finally opened its bloody mouth, revealing two huge, snow-bright fangs.

Out of nowhere, there was a faint sound of running water: tick, tick, tick......

The authors all seemed to be asleep, with a look of intoxication on their faces.

The men, women, and children of the clan are now supporting each other under the cover of darkness, silently but in an orderly manner, walking towards the depths of the earth.

At last the earth began to tremble, and the tremor grew more and more intense.

"Wait a minute, stop!" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't catch up, and couldn't help but shout anxiously. The big guy in front of him, the deep-sea golden retriever from Siberia, has fled far away.