Chapter Fifty-Eight: Friends

All kinds of birds flew to the courtyard of the crescent moon's house, infected by the song of the crescent moon, as if dancing with the song, flying in flocks, intertwining a colorful scene in the sky, the scene was like a dream.

Xiao Baiye was immersed in the singing of the crescent moon, and secretly applauded: "A song that moves the world, this little girl has a bit of the style of the charming queen back then!"

Recalling the exciting meeting of the Eight Desolation powerhouses in the past, the corners of Xiao Baiye's mouth faintly flashed a smile of reminiscence.

But then, he sighed in his heart for the fall of the Meizu under the offensive of the Western Shura tribe and the final martyrdom of the Meizu Queen: "At the meeting that year, the singing voice of the Charm Queen may have become a peerless sound, and it is rare to hear ......it in the world!"

After the crescent moon sang a song, Li Bugui, Xiao Baiye and Ah Xia and the little ferret took the milk tea handed by the crescent moon, Li Bugui represented everyone, and in accordance with the etiquette of the snowy region, he also responded with singing to express his gratitude to the master.

Singing is not Li Bugui's strong point, and his singing voice can't be compared with Crescent Moon, but this singing voice is as shocking as thunder in the ears of the village chief and other villagers.

As the master of an altar, Li Bugui actually treats believers with reciprocal etiquette, which just reflects the equality and respect he gives to the crescent moon family.

Such an honor, whether it is the village chief or anyone in the village, it is unthinkable.

Ulib didn't care about Li Bugui's friendship with Crescent Moon at all, he secretly observed his words and looks, trying to guess what kind of mentality Li Bugui was at this time.

Li Bugui's song is not beautiful, but the peace of mind can be heard from it.

Ulib couldn't understand how Li Bugui retreated from under the goblin's mouth, but Li Bugui's peace at the moment made his hanging heart a little lower.

He tentatively ran out to greet and flatter, and said to the village chief: "The crescent moon is very smart, and the beauty of the singing voice is rare in the world.

"What Lord Ulib said is extremely true," the village chief, who was as frightened as Ulibu, hurriedly took over the conversation: "It is the honor of my village to have a talented girl like Crescent Moon, and it should be worshiped by my village!"

For the words of these two people, Li Bugui smiled, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Next, Li Bugui condolences to the mother of the crescent moon who is sick in bed, and the father of the crescent moon who has been tortured by poverty and hard work for many years.

Xiao Baiye checked the pulse of Yue'er's mother, and thought that she had been bedridden for many years, coupled with malnutrition, and was already extremely weak, and should start treatment immediately.

When it comes to all conditions, their village is not as good as the Crescent Farm, Li Bugui wants to take their family to the farm, he asks Yue'er's opinion, Yue'er readily agrees, she asks Li Bugui with a small face: "Can I take my friends to the farm?" ”

The villagers present felt very strange when they heard her words, they knew very well that because of their disdain, whether it was mowing grass, collecting firewood, or playing, Yue'er had always been alone, where did she have any friends?

When thinking about this, the people in the village also secretly regretted in their hearts that they didn't let their children be friends with the crescent moon, otherwise, wouldn't their sons be able to get close to the altar master like the crescent moon? It must not be difficult to follow the altar master to learn the Dharma in the altar!