At night, Xiao Cong followed Hongsheng back to Ouyang Xun's small courtyard again, this time he went straight to the other side of the clearing to lurk, he had only one purpose - to see if that mysterious old Wang Ba was a karmic figure!

Tonight was another thrill, and when the old turtle slowly crawled past him on this side of the clearing, he was sure that this was the karma!

"Sure enough, it's him!"

Then the second day, the third day, the fourth day...... Xiao Cong squatted near Ouyang Xun's small courtyard and the open space respectively, although Xiao Cong still didn't know what they exchanged every night when Hongsheng and Ye Tutian had a private meeting, but he at least knew the general process of what happened in the past more than an hour.

Hongsheng went out in a daze, and then went to see Ye Tutian, and when he came back, he threw the things that Ye Tutian gave him into the incense ding in the small courtyard...... What is that? What the hell is he trying to do?"

Xiao Cong lay quietly on the bed, his arms under the back of his head, he stared blankly at the beams of the room, puzzled.

After a long time, he sighed,

"Well, let's get some sleep first. ”

After speaking, he rolled over on his side, put his left arm under his head, put his right arm over his waist and put his right hand flat on his thigh, his slightly shrunken neck seemed to hook his face straight into his armpits, the moonlight outside the window was bright, the moonlight poured in from the window, and it was all over his quiet side face and cochlea, delicate, with a small mouth pursed lightly, a tall nose, slightly closed eyes, and thin and long black eyelashes, a harmless white little face, showing a childlike and tranquil color.

In such a cycle and cycle, Xiao Cong felt that he was gradually losing his direction, began to become confused, and began to become more and more irritable, several times he wanted to let go of his hands and feet to check to the end, but every time he pressed down this impulse, he never acted rashly, and regarded the depression and gloom that had been depressed in his heart as the experience of the Dao heart, although this was a heavy and exhausting process.

"If this continues, I'm going to be driven crazy by this old fox!"

Xiao Cong lay quietly on the bed, almost gritting his teeth and muttering to himself.

On the blood and qi Fang Gang Xiao Cong thinks that he is not far behind Xingliuyun, but if you want to talk about calm and sophisticated, Xiao Cong feels that he is beyond reach, he suddenly feels that Xingliuyun has unconsciously become a role model in his heart, he hopes that he can also be like Xingliuyun at any time can be at ease with anything, pampered and not surprised, on the surface it seems to be cynical, but in the heart is cautious and grand, unfortunately, Xingliuyun's fearlessness and freedom are really not something ordinary people can learn.

"Hey~ What would he do if Boss Star was here?"

He muttered to himself, feeling himself somehow begin to calm down, and gradually, his eyelids began to tremble, and finally, he fell into a deep sleep.

............

This night, Xiao Cong came to Ouyang Xun's small courtyard again, but this time he neither lurked in the room of the small courtyard, nor did he go to the open space, he just kept on the hillside and valley near the small courtyard

Walking in the fields, it looks careless and aimless.

"Why do you always feel that something is wrong......"

When you can't get the clues given by reality, you can't help but believe in feelings, people are like this, and Xiao Cong is no exception.

"Maybe I'll have to look at this from a different angle, the idea of the Nebula... Alas... No, he's too hard to understand. ”

His steps became faster and faster, and he sighed one after another, and from time to time his mouth made the sound of "smash" and "smash".

Suddenly, he stood still, put his right hand on his forehead, and kneaded it gently, and then, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his snow-white teeth appeared and disappeared in the cold moonlight, and at the same time, he put down his right hand and whispered to himself:

"What is the thing that Hongsheng threw into the incense ding?"

The spirit retreat was used with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Cong's shadow could no longer be found.

If you want to know what the thing that was thrown into the incense tripod is, there are three choices, the first is to start from the industry Tutian, openly and secretly, the big deal is to have a human-tortoise war, but it feels a little risky. The second is to attack Hongsheng, anyway, this kid is basically no different from himself than waste, and it is not easy to grab something from him, but this seems to be a bit of a startling snake, and in the end it is only left to wait in the incense ding, and when Hongsheng comes to throw things, he grabs it himself, and everything is fine. After weighing it repeatedly, Xiao Cong still felt that it was better to wait in the incense ding, and he didn't know it.

So in the second half of the night, Xiao Cong came to Ouyang Xun's small courtyard again, and after the fourth watch Tianhongsheng walked from the path in front of the courtyard, Xiao Cong slowly walked out of the dark shadow, walked and walked, and stood still in front of Xiangding.

His right hand began to scrub his chin, and he raised his little face to look up, this three-legged and two-eared incense tripod was really not small, more than two people tall, and it was full of black rust, in the cold and bright moonlight, it was like a three-legged and two-armed, headless and pot-bellied monster, immovable, but giving people an indescribable sense of tranquility and oppression.

"Hiss......" Xiao Cong frowned slightly, "I didn't care before, how could there be such a big square tripod in this broken courtyard......?

He jumped onto the edge of the big square ding, moving boldly on the narrow edge of the square, his hands still grinding his chin, and his mouth was constantly making "tsk" sounds.

His attention was focused on the pitch-black ding, unaware that a familiar-looking dark shadow had unconsciously appeared in the shadows behind him on the path.

The figure walked forward quietly and quietly, and walked straight into the bright moonlight along the path, at this time, through the bright moonlight, it was clear that the figure that was so strange that even Xiao Cong didn't even notice it was Hongsheng who was looking at Xiao Cong like a wolf!

As he walked, Hongsheng suddenly accelerated, and with this ghostly scream, his body shot towards Xiao Cong like an arrow from a self-strength bow.

Xiao Cong, who was bending over on the edge of Fang Ding to concentrate on it, suddenly turned his head at this time, but it was too late, he might not even look at the face of the person who came

Qing, under this collision, fell rapidly, only a long echo came out of the incense ding, floating in the cool air, after a while, everything returned to silence.

Ye Tutian stood on the hill behind the small courtyard and watched everything that happened from afar, at this time, he rarely turned into a human form, his face slowly flashed a cold smile, the moonlight sprinkled on his Cangsang face, coated with a thick layer of mercury, he was dressed in gray, like a dead body that had just crawled out of the grave.

"The organs are exhausted, and in the end, it is not for my use, Xiao Cong, the fourth son of the Xiao family, but that's it. ”

His gaze was still coldly staring at the small broken courtyard below the hill, motionless, staring, as if something was happening there that was difficult for ordinary people to notice but he could perceive, and after about half a cup of tea, he slowly turned around,

"Well, it's coming. ”

He muttered, and continued to walk forward, after taking about five steps, as his humanoid figure slowly blurred, a large turtle with a dark body slowly appeared in the space, gradually changing into an entity, he followed the direction of the previous person, stretched his limbs and walked with the same rhythm as the previous person, and slowly descended the mountain.

(End of chapter)