"You're a good horse!"

Xue Pingshan looked at Dabai running in the distance, and Ji Wutong was very happy.

He was used to Da Bai being with him all the time, but Da Bai couldn't be beaten. This is a mount that Daddy gave him.

"Really? You're the first outsider to exaggerate how good white is! ”

Ji Wutong took out a piece of Yan Wolf Meat from behind him, ate a piece for himself just now, and kept a piece.

"Horses eat meat too?"

Xue Pingshan was a little curious.

"Eat! He is not a picky eater. It is not easy for his father and mother to make money, and he also knows the difficulties of the family, and he has never disliked it. ”

Ji Wutong tore the meat into small pieces and put it in the palm of his hand, and shook his head and tail in Dabai, expressing his pleasure.

The deeper the night, the drunkenness of the big men, and the snoring was already everywhere at this time.

Xue Pingshan meditated by the fire, he drank a lot of wine, but there was not a trace of drunkenness.

"What? Afraid that we will harm you when you fall asleep? ”

Xue Pingshan glanced at Ji Wutong, who was tossing and turning, and asked with a smile.

"If you try to harm me, I will die if I have two chances just now."

Ji Wutong smiled and lay flat.

The first time was when Xue Pingshan jumped out of the grass, when Ji Wutong was still defenseless.

The second time was when the Yan wolves chased and killed, and Xue Pingshan could have thrown Ji Wutong in place or from the air.

"Then why can't you sleep?"

Xue Pingshan picked the fire, and the sparks flew up.

Ji Wutong was silent, looking at the stars in the air, and felt very warm.

"I always felt that my family was miserable, and my life was also miserable. Every year before winter, my father and mother are worried about the carbon fire. At the beginning of spring, I was afraid of rain leaking in the house, and finally it was summer, and my father and mother were reluctant to drink mung bean soup by themselves. Every time my father paid his salary, he sat in the small courtyard, smashing the cigarette stick and sighing, while calculating whether the silver could last until the next payment. ”

Ji Wutong smiled bitterly, and under him was a bed made of weeds.

"My dad is strange, it's such a hard day. It took a lot of money to buy me a satchel. That's it. ”

Ji Wutong shook the satchel on his waist, and the corners of his eyes were a little damp.

"But I only realized today that life at home is not bitter at all. Dad was also chased by the fire wolf back then, and he told me with a smile. ”

Ji Wutong's words tonight are a lot bizarre, maybe because of drinking.

"Your dad is a man!"

Xue Pingshan smiled. My father and mother are still here, which is a fortunate thing in the world.

"I really envy you people who have nothing to worry about, I'm in the town, I have to think about my father and mother in everything I do, I'm afraid of embarrassing them."

Ji Wutong turned his head and looked at the big men who entered the dream fragrance, with indescribable envy.

"Once people have no concern, life will be very boring."

Xue Pingshan shook his head. Daddy, care. It's been a long time since he's talked about it.

People, either live by the concern in their hearts, or live by the desires in their hearts.

If you live by your desires for too long, you will be easily confused, and you will forget a lot of things, and you will forget yourself.

"Thank you, except for Uncle Jiang and Si Han, you are the first person who can listen to me carefully."

Ji Wutong got up and looked at this big brother who had only known him for two or three hours.

"Hahaha, wouldn't I be honored?"

Xue Pingshan smiled brightly in front of the fire, and as his laughter faded out, he spoke:

"I'm not as good as your life, my mother's life is a servant, and after giving birth to me, I was drowned by my grandmother."

Xue Pingshan's tone was very calm, like an outsider, telling a tragedy.

"My father's main house wishes I died, but I am a hard-nosed lord, and I am blessed by fairy roots. At the age of nineteen, he was admitted to the Confucian Jieren Academy. ”

"And why are you now?"

"My good grandmother died, and the academy asked me to go home to keep filial piety for three years, and the academy of Jie Ren, Confucianism says that filial piety comes first."

Xue Pingshan smiled helplessly, and the mountain chopper behind him reflected the firelight.

Two people who know each other for the first time tell their own stories, and perhaps in the eyes of others, life is full of changes, and this is just an ordinary experience.

"Shh The firelight in front of Xue Pingshan flashed, and the clouds and mist in the distance attacked.

Dabai, who was napping, also seemed to feel something, and his eyes widened.

The snoring beside Ji Wutong stopped immediately, and the seven or eight big men turned over and got up, clenching their artifacts.

Their sensitivity in the wild far exceeds that of Ji Wutong.

"It's a monster!"

Xue Pingshan said, and looked northwest with the seven or eight big men.

Demon beasts, especially the fierce beasts above Wudan, can speak human language, understand human intelligence, and have their own unique demon arts.

"You stay here!"

Xue Pingshan said to the little brother he had just recognized, and went to the northwest with the seven or eight Han Yukong.

Ji Wutong didn't dare to act rashly, the demon beast was not a flame wolf. In front of a Wudan demon beast, the fairy child of the Dinggen Realm was just a piece of snack.

It was only a moment, Ji Wutong looked in the northwest direction, and the red light suddenly rushed to the sky. The billowing smoke made him unable to open his eyes, and he didn't know what kind of demon beast would make the fire.

Immediately followed by a scream, Ji Wutong's heart trembled. The voice was that of the spear-wielding immortal.

The flames gradually filled the sky, and the fire in the woods to the northwest grew bigger and bigger, and the shouts of those immortals also came with the wind.

The first night away from home was destined to be sleepless, and Dabai raised his head to look at the fire over there, as if he was very interested.

Ji Wutong patted Da Bai's neck, and said softly: "Dad said that he could help, and my mother said that I must pay back the favor." ”