When the woman is paralyzed, one hand is in her arms.

The rest of his limbs were on the muddy ground covered with grass and rocks.

When slowly crawling to the front of the square inch Taoist temple.

Up and down the body except for the place in the bosom,

It's hard to see a single piece of skin intact.

A layer of mud solidified on his face as pale as snow.

Stains mixed with blood.

Her hair, which was as black as a waterfall, was also joined together in the mud.

It became a ball of mud.

The neon white laundry that was originally made of fine white silk has also become a mess.

Although she was described as so messy and disorderly, not humanoid, her palm raised in mid-air was still firm.

Eat all the strength of your body.

Knock on the tattered and mossy wooden door of the square inch.

It's just that the faint voice, in the loud sound of the wind and rain, is particularly pale and weak.

Bang bang bang......

The palm of the hand slips off.

Her bloodshot eyes stared straight at the wooden door with extravagant hope.

But she didn't have the strength to knock on the door again.

Can the little Taoist priest hear it?

If you can't hear ......

What should I do......

Obviously, I have done my best to come here, how can I go to Huangquan willingly......

Son...... Mother, I'm sorry for you......

The glint in his eyes flickered and disappeared.

She struggled to turn her head sideways, her brows furrowed.

Looking at the package in his arms, his eyes were confused.

There was a black fog in front of him.

In the last moments before falling unconscious, her hand gently caressed her arms.

Squeak -

Break the mania of a rainy night.

A glimmer of light pierced through the darkness, and the door opened.

Wearing an old Taoist robe, the delicate-looking little Taoist priest held a whisk.

Pull open the deadbolt and open the door lightly.

The eyes went from top to bottom, and finally fell on the woman in white who was shrouded in the lights in the view.

A long sigh.

"Tianzun is merciful, Master, Master, before you leave, why do you have to leave such a problem for your disciples......"

The little Taoist priest rubbed his aching forehead.

A roll of dust in his hand and a bow in his body.

With a light movement, he picked up the woman by the waist.

Then his lips opened slightly, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"The five colors are blinding; The pentatonic tone is deafening; ”

"The five flavors are refreshing;"

"Galloping and hunting, it is maddening; Rare goods, people are in trouble. ”

"It's the saint who is the belly, not the goal, so go to the other and take this."

"Now that an idiot has entered the Tao, he is thinking about hatred and lust, why bother, why bother ......"

The sound came from afar, and the door slowly closed behind him.

Walk to the small thatched house where the temple is lived.

Place the woman whose beautiful face has been hidden by the rain and mud on the couch.

Bring the stove and place it next to the bed.

Stir up the typhoid medicine and mash it with water.

Fu said in a low voice, "Offended".

After simple treatment with trauma medicine, Zhou had several of the most serious injuries on his body.

After confirming that his life was safe, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, the injury did not involve a significant area.

Otherwise, the little Taoist priest would not have acted like this.

He looked at the uninvited guest on a wet rainy night.

For a while, I didn't know what to do.

In a panic, the package lining the woman's arms suddenly shook slightly.

Seems to be struggling.

Immediately after, a weak cry resounded through the silent grass house.

The little Taoist priest was thoughtful for a while.

Then he bowed lightly to the woman.

"Xiaodao has no intention of offending, but the child has been eating the storm for a long time, and his life is on the line."

"Please don't blame the girl."

Then, he closed his eyes.

Take a deep breath and peek out of the dust in your palm like electricity.

Directly involved in the woman's arms, wrapped around the package in the blink of an eye.

With a strong pull, the package flew gently into his arms.

The little Taoist priest hugged it.

Just as she was about to uncover the umbrella, the sleeping woman seemed to be frightened by the pull.

Wake up and sit up.

She first looked into her arms, then looked around in panic.

Finally, his eyes glared coldly at the little Taoist priest......

The rain did not stop, but continued all night.

In the early morning when the sky is shining, the torrential rain continues to rage.

After recognizing the delicate face of the little Taoist.

The woman's eyes flickered slightly.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and after spitting out a few words, he fainted on the couch.

Unconscious.

"Little Taoist...... Save my son......"

When the little Taoist priest saw the woman, he fainted again.

I couldn't help but be taken aback.

Hurriedly leaned forward and sniffed.

Finger to check the pulse.

It was confirmed that the woman was only exhausted, and she suffered a little wind chill and flesh injury.

He was weak at this time.

Only then did he faint, his brow slightly relaxed.

Exhaling a cloudy breath, he placed the dust on the couch.

The probe tears open the umbrella surface.

It revealed its swaddling cloth and a small, feeble face with a pale complexion.

The little mouth was slightly pouted, and the breathing was a little weak.

This little baby doesn't look like it's been born more than 10 days old.

I shouldn't have had to endure so much pain before.

The little Taoist priest nodded the tip of the baby's white nose with some regret.

His tentacles were cold, and he hurriedly ran out of the room with the baby in his arms.

Nothing was said all night.

……

Early the next morning.

The showers did not stop, the sky was dim, and the four fields were as black as ink.

Sometimes lightning flashes, suddenly illuminating the whole world.

Although the woman was tired, she had too many thoughts in her heart and did not sleep peacefully.

Sakuraguchi moved lightly, and then shivered all over his body.

Wake up in an instant.

His eyes were hazy at first, and then his complexion tightened in an instant.

Sit up and look around with wary eyes.

Remembering that I was not at home, but after looking at it.

A heart that is carried can be regarded as loose.

Seeing that there was no little Taoist priest in the grass house, she said softly.

Gritted his teeth and endured the pain and got out of bed, leaning against the earthen wall.

Step by step, I walked out of the grass house.

She looked at the square inch view, which was only one acre and three points of land, and hesitated slightly.

Soft steps staggered into the main hall.

It is said to be the main hall, but in fact it is just a grass house nine feet square.

It's a little bigger than the grass room where the bed is located.

The plaque hanging on it was so tattered that the handwriting was unreadable.

The woman looked up.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, she felt that the tattered plaque had an invisible momentum.

The two sides of the tree are made of ancient wood, and now they are also decaying and decaying.

If you look closely, you may be able to see the words on it.

But the woman at this time had no intention of doing this at all.

After a quick glance, he walked directly into the main hall with small steps.

In the huge main hall, the only thing worth seeing is the statue of the ancestor of the Qing Dynasty enshrined in the center.

Perhaps because the small Taoist temple can't worship too many Taoist masters, the statue is the only one.

The woman did not understand Taoist etiquette.

At a glance, I saw the little Taoist priest sitting cross-legged under the idol table.

Face the idol with your back to yourself.

Deng Shi was overjoyed, and dragged his steps to the side of the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest held the baby in his arms.

He is closing his eyes to recuperate, his waist is straight, and his lips are moving.

It seems to be reading words.

But the woman didn't hear the slightest sound.

Eyes downward, she saw the little baby's face flushed.

Sleep soundly.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked a faint smile.

Fang was about to open his mouth to ask, but the little Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes.

Clean and clear eyes, naturally bring out an ethereal rhyme.

He looked up at the woman and gently handed the baby in his arms to her.

After the woman took it, he assumed the standard five-hearted pose.

He closed his eyes again, and never said a word.