Amid the sound of reeds blowing and blowing, the wedding procession finally stopped beside a rather deserted mountain road.

Compared to the Jiuyao Cave, this cave is much smaller.

It looks more like a mountain cresmet.

The entrance can still accommodate more than ten people to shelter from the rain, and a few steps further in, only the gap in the mountain that is difficult to enter is left.

At this point, after a feast, Guan Chun immediately invited the bride into the cave.

"Weixi, you stay here for the night, serve the cave god well, no accident, we will welcome you home tomorrow."

Before leaving, Guan Chun cautiously admonished again.

"Well, I know."

"Good, good! Then let's go. ”

Guan Chun bowed to Wei Li, and then led a huge team of marriages back.

The mountains are lonely.

As the crowd dispersed, the mountains soon quieted down, and the sound of frogs and cicadas set off the mountains and wilderness extraordinarily quietly.

Rao is a fox who grew up in the mountains when he was a child, looking at the vibrant and barren and silent mountains in front of him, he still leaned against the cave with some fear, and shrank his body.

Looking up at the sky, the sun is blazing.

I don't know how long it will take to pass this afternoon.

When the sun was setting in the west, she hesitated for a while because of the hunger in her belly, and then she got up, picked up a mountain fruit from the altar of incense, and nibbled on it.

Nibbling and gnawing, her movements froze, but she faintly heard a grotesque song, fluttering from the end of the mountain road.

“…… The wanderer of the world, a dream, a strange ghost, absurd, a joke, a half-life ......"

The grotesque song was getting closer and closer, and when the fox looked up, he saw that at the end of the mountain road, a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi was holding a sword and pacing it.

When the tanuki saw him, he also saw the tanuki.

The grotesque singing came to an abrupt end!

"Poor Dao Mingchen, I have seen the girl, dare to ask why the girl is dressed here?"

The young Taoist priest approached, holding his sword in both hands.

The Central Plains accent of the word was round, which made Weixi's face stunned.

"Dao Chang is from the Central Plains?"

"That's right, look at the girl dressed as a Miao person, how can she understand the Central Plains accent?"

Mo Chuan looked surprised, and it was only then that he suddenly discovered that when he prayed, and even his parents' accents, they were all in the Central Plains language.

"My father is from the Central Plains, and my mother is Miao."

The light in his eyes lit up with curiosity.

"I see! The three joys of life, meet the old acquaintance in another country, and be fortunate to be lucky! ”

Mo Chuan bowed again, and when his eyes swept over the cave, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

- He didn't notice the slightest demonic aura in this cave, and it looked like an ordinary cave.

At this time, in the face of Mo Chuan's politeness, Weili was a little nervous, and he didn't know how to return the salute, so he had to purse his lips and smile.

"By the way, the poor road passes through the treasure land, can you borrow the treasure land to make a fire to make food?"

Mo Chuan diverted the topic and talked nonsense.

"The cave of the cave god is a place for the Miao people to shelter from the wind and rain, and the Taoist chief only needs to tell the cave god, and he can naturally make a fire to make rice."

Before the fox head said, there was a little relief in my heart.

In the barren mountains and mountains, it is really good to have someone to talk to.

"Thank you, thank you! Wait for the poor road to hunt a pheasant and come again. ”

With that, Mo Chuan left immediately.

When he reappeared, he was already carrying a skinned hare in his hand and a pile of dead branches in his other.

He threw down the dead branches, lit a bonfire, and skewered the hare on the sword to ward off evil spirits, and used it as a grill, and grilled it slowly.

"How does the Taoist master use his sword...... Roast rabbit? ”

Weili looked at this scene and held it for a long time, but couldn't help but ask curiously in his heart.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"No, my father said, the sword is like a gentleman, and the sword is used to roast meat...... Isn't it too ......."

The beaver stammered, and I really didn't know how to express this scene of burning the qin and cooking the crane.

"Hahaha...... The words of a gentleman are just the vassal elegance of the sour Wen Xiucai, whether it is a sword, a knife, or a tool, is it difficult to become poor and have to treat it as an ancestor? ”

Mo Chuan chuckled, looking chic and uninhibited.

As he spoke, he flipped the sword to ward off evil spirits and roasted rabbit meat.

"The song that the Taoist chief sang just now sounded quite strange...... Doesn't it look like a mountain song? ”

"That's the song of the poor hometown."

"Really? Where is the Taoist chief's house? ”

"That's far away......

Mo Chuan chatted with the fox while roasting rabbit meat, and the two talked about the customs of the Central Plains with the topic of mountain songs, went around in a circle, and returned to the mountains.

It can be described as all-encompassing.

When the aroma of meat overflows, the topic gradually heats up.

Under Mo Chuan's deliberate inquiry, the cave god system from the perspective of mortals was faintly unfolded in front of him, which confirmed his guess very much.

"Come, try the craftsmanship of the poor way."

Mo Chuan tore off a rabbit leg, wrapped it in leaves, and handed it over.

"No need to ......," the beaver instinctively waved his hand to refuse.

"You're welcome, the poor road is here!"

Mo Chuan didn't like to let go of the rabbit legs, so he put the rabbit leg next to him, so he retreated to the other side of the cave and ate the other rabbit leg.

The beavers, who hadn't eaten much for a day, smelled the meat, and became even hungrier.

She swallowed silently, but she didn't eat at all.

Dad said that the rivers and lakes are dangerous, you don't drink water from your eyes, and others don't eat it.

Even if this young Taoist priest looks funny and kind, but ...... What if?

It didn't take long for Mo Chuan to finish eating the rabbit legs.

He carefully packed the remaining rabbit meat with leaves, and disposed of the bonfire, and then said, "Girl, the rivers and lakes are far away, and we will meet again." ”

Seeing this, Wei Li breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said with his head bowed: "Dao Chief, go slowly!" ”

Mo Chuan gave up his hand, and then walked away, and not long after, the grotesque mountain song hit again.

“…… That day, the mountain woman, guarding the dry city alone, was just for the person who used to be, the Kunlun idiot, who was inseparable in love, who would have thought that they would never meet again......"

'Really...... What a weird man! ’

Weili looked back at the Taoist who was gradually disappearing, and muttered in his heart.

After this visit by the Taoist, the loneliness of the unciveted wilderness as if it had been abandoned by someone quietly faded a lot.

Looking at the sky again, it was almost dusk.

It lifted her heart.

Because my father said that at dusk, he would come to protect her after the banquet.

In her ardent anticipation, she heard the sound of Suosuo's footsteps coming from the dim mountain road.

Weici was overjoyed, and hurriedly poked his head out, opening his mouth to shout "Daddy", but he didn't want to, as far as the eye could see, his already white face was completely bloody, and he was miserable.

At the end of the field of vision, a humanoid rat-headed monster was carrying a short soft mace, snickering and smiling.

"Hehe, the god of this cave has gone to entertain the gods today, and he just got out, so that the beauty has been waiting for a long time, and I hope the beauty will forgive me!"

That night, Mozi came with a smile, but his hideous face made his scalp tingle.

"Y-Who are you?"

The fox was shocked, and subconsciously leaned against the cave, and the silver jewelry jingled.

"What is this word, beauty, why can't this god understand? You have received the will of this god and you have married, why do you still ask who this god is? ”

Holding a short soft mace, the night mill gently patted his left palm, the soybean was a little bigger and his black eyes were black, and he looked up and down at the beanicoon.

"No, it can't be, there is no cave god in this cave at all!"

Mitsuri panicked and refuted sharply.

"Huh?!"

Ye Mozi's face changed slightly, and he suddenly laughed: "Well, do you know it?" Then why did you get married? ”

Miraci's face froze.

"A little mortal, who dares to tease the cave god, should fight-"

Night Mozi smirked and came to deceive.

"Don't come here!"

Miraci suddenly pulled out a short knife with horns from his back and pointed it in front of him.

"It turns out to be a thorny flower, this god likes it!"

Ye Mozi was not angry but happy, but became more and more rampant, pressing step by step.

"Don't come here! If you dare to come over again, I'll kill myself to show you. ”

The fox looked at the approaching rat-headed monster, and suddenly pointed the horn knife at his neck, and said in a hoarse and intimidating voice.

"You dare—"

Yamoko was furious and strode over.

"Phew! Vulna monster, give Lao Tzu to death! ”

At this moment, a loud bang came from the air.

I saw that above the cave, a silver light appeared, and a figure with a sharp weapon flew down like a mountain falcon.

(End of chapter)