"Ding! Complete the task of protecting the original owner's relatives and friends and get 3,000 points! The host is mighty! ”

"Ding! Complete the task of killing Ding Cheng Demon Cultivator and get 3,000 points! Host domineering side leak! ”

"Ding! The task of guarding the mountain ghost has been completed, and 3,000 points have been obtained, and the host is simply amazing! ”

A series of dings, tinkling, warm tea's ears are bigger.

"I've noticed that your mouth has been a lot better lately."

System: "No way, for the host who actively completes the task and does not drag the mud and water, I am always so tolerant and generous."

Warm tea: "...... What about the other way around......"

Contrarily?

The system sneered: "Do you know what a human stepmother is like?" I wouldn't be better than her. ”

It's really a stepmother.

Wen Cha touched her forehead, "When can I go back?" ”

The system estimates: "You have earned 9,000 points, which is eighteen days in exchange for the number of days to live, and the best time for you to go back is in three days."

In other words, after returning to reality, she only has half a month to be unscrupulous.

For the rest of the day, if there is no task, she will ......

“…… I'm going back now......"

System: "No."

"Why?"

System: "Golden thighs, don't you want it?"

Wen Cha: "You said it, use it and throw it."

System: "Don't keep going through old accounts, I've forgotten all about the past, don't you think so?" Anyway, I'll send you back after the aftermath. ”

Wen Cha: "......" itchy hands can't do it, I really want to blow up this thing that is always dragging its feet and taking it for granted!

System: "......"

"What do you think?"

Tan Ruo nodded the little guy who was distracted again, and picked her up from the grass with a smile, "Are you hungry again?" ”

Wen Cha shook his head, pulled some of his clothes, and looked at him looking like a fairy, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Such a good-looking person, I can't see it in this world, so I can't bear it.

Tan Ruo stretched out her hand and nodded her nose and lowered her eyes: "Do you want to go to see the stars at night?"

Wen Cha nodded, and shook his head again: "I want to go home."

Before she left, she wanted to say goodbye to the original owner's grandmother and friends.

"Okay."

Tan Ruo suppressed the doubts in her heart and took her into her arms, "Next time I feel homesick, I will say it, we will go to live at the bottom of the mountain, I can't see you uncomfortable." ”

Wen Cha sniffed: "Okay."

It was just right, and the two were about to go down the mountain.

The colorful tanuki that ran in from outside the house scurried to Tan Ruo's feet, and said, "My lord, the road down the mountain has been surrounded by the goblins under the mountain, and I said that I want to thank my lord, what should I do?"

Tan Ruo glanced at it lightly, and said coolly: "Rush them all out."

The red fox hesitated and glanced at Wen Cha in his arms, Wen Cha stretched out his claws and paws to greet her, "Don't listen to him, just say that Lord Mountain God is cultivating, just don't see the guest." ”

The red civet took the head and led the order.

Tan Ruo smiled and rubbed her head, and chose another path down the mountain.

Under the mountain, the news that the east fence is blessed by the mountain god has been spread crazy.

The demon cultivator invaded, and the appearance of the mountain god brought an unprecedented mystery to the east fence.

It's just that the scene was too chaotic at that time, and not many people saw the mountain god.

It's just that the majesty of the mountain god has spread all over the place.

When the dust settled, the goblins squeezed their heads and tried to climb the hill as a token of gratitude, but in the end, none of them met the rumored mountain god.

It is said that the mountain god is in retreat, and there are no visitors.

That's a shame.

Listening to the chattering discussions along the way, Wen Cha lay comfortably in Tan Ruo's arms.

Even if these goblins want to break their heads, they can't imagine that the high-ranking and noble boss in their mouths is her means of transportation.

This kind of dark coolness where everyone is drunk and I wake up alone is simply not amazing!

The two of them went to the clan to visit Grandma Rabbit first, and seeing that Grandma Rabbit was in good health, Wen Cha calmed down and handed over many seeds to her, and finally, smiling, and telling her that they would live in the mountains for a long time in the future.

Grandma Rabbit trusted Tan Ruo, and was afraid that she had guessed Tan Ruo's true identity, so she smiled and agreed, only asking her to take care of her benefactor.

Wen Cha couldn't cry and laugh and Tan Ruo left.

I went to see Rabbit Xiaohei's family again.

Married for more than half a year.

Rabbit Xiaolan's belly bulged like a blow.

But the rabbit Xiaohei was very happy.

After bringing the warm tea into the door, he poured tea and water, which was very quick, and Rabbit Xiaolan, who was sitting on the bed, touched her stomach with a happy smile in her eyes.

The four of them sat together, Tan Ruo watched from the wall, and the other three chattered together.

Wen Cha silently entrusted Rabbit Xiaohei, and when she was away, she helped take care of her grandmother, Rabbit Xiaohei glanced at the murderous Tan Ruo, thinking that the mountain god was too domineering and wanted to live in a two-person world, so he agreed.

Wen Cha talked to him a lot, and in the end, the three of them were still unsatisfied, but they were full of smiles.

After finishing speaking, Tan Ruo got up and left with Wen Cha in her arms expressionlessly, and Rabbit Xiaohei came out to see her off.

Walking outside, Wen Cha remembered something and asked, "Finally, how is she?"

Rabbit Xiaohei was stunned for a moment before she realized who she was talking about, "She was driven out by the clansmen who drained the aura in her body." ”

Wen Cha paused: "What about the child?"

"The child is still there," he said calmly, "no matter whose child it is, it is always innocent."

Wen Cha thought deeply: "That's good."

Rabbit Xiaohei looked at her emotion and laughed: "It's all fate."

What kind of person, what kind of life to choose.

and all have to pay the corresponding price for their choices.

Heavenly cycle, karma.

At the beginning, Rabbit Xiaoxian chose Ding Cheng, and naturally knew in her heart that Ding Cheng couldn't enter Dongli Mountain, and when she chose to stand on Ding Cheng's side, communicate with him, deceive the people who gave birth to her and raised her, and lure the wolf into the house, this place is no longer her hometown.

And a goblin who can't cultivate and has no aura wants to survive with a child in the human world, and the outcome depends on her creation.

Saying goodbye to Rabbit Xiaohei, Tan Ruo returned to the mountain with warm tea.

Three days passed in a flash.

In the middle of the night, a man dressed in white was lying on the roof with a gray rabbit in his arms and watching the scenery.

There is peach blossom wine dug out in advance on the side, the peach blossoms are dense, the wine fragrance is shallow, lined with the hazy night, and the atmosphere is very pleasant.

Wen Cha raised his eyes, the Milky Way above his head was bright, the stars were scorching, listening attentively, the room was full of flowers, and the ding dong flowed springs.

It's like a dream.

She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly, I don't know if the night was too beautiful, or too tight, and her head was groggy.

In a trance, I heard Tan Ruo's concerned voice: "But tired?"

Wen Cha shook her head, but her eyes drooped uncontrollably.

Tan Ruo's fingers touched the corners of her eyes, his hands were cold, but his voice was very soft: "That's drunk."

Wen Cha tilted her head and tried to lick his fingers and give him a little warmth, but she couldn't do anything.

"It's time."

The system says, "We're leaving."

Wen Cha opened his eyes, and the last reflection was the man's warm appearance like spring.

He held out his hand to her.

It's so pretty.

She thought she would never see anyone better looking than him again.

He will become an immortal in the future, the kind that can look down on all mortals, and she can only return to her world.

From then on, the abyss was different.

What a pity.

She sniffed, put her paw on his palm, and buried her head deep in his chest as he took her into his arms, silently stopping to breathe.

Her mission came to an abrupt end as soon as she completed it.

Cute people, there will always be a little greedy.

Want to leave something.

The scenery, the memories, the people I've met, when I don't want to end the scene, the flashbacks are in my mind, and everything is clear.

But dreams always have to wake up.

When you wake up, everything fades.

"There is water in the jar."

The system said, "He just drank."

Wen Cha suddenly laughed, and his whole body was relaxed: "That's good."

The only pity is that when the man forgets everything and wakes up to find a dead rabbit in his arms, how exciting the scene should be?

System: "......" still thinks that her conscience has found that she knows Sangxin, now? Hehe, see you in manual debt!

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He woke up and was on the roof.

The peach tree under the house seemed to bloom, and then it withered hopelessly.

The petals were sprinkled on the ground one after another, like a late spring rain.

Twilight is the time for that guy's favorite.

Neither hot nor cold, unhurried, in the spring breeze, drinking a pot of peach blossom brew, you can spend a whole hot summer.

But, who that guy was, he couldn't remember at all.

There was nothing left in his head.

There are only scattered memories of the past years of practice.

These memories made him sober up in the meager moonlight, and secretly sighed that he was roughly Zhuang Zhoumengdie, and had a forgotten dream.

When he got up, he found that there was something hidden in his arms, and with a shallow coldness, he took it out of his arms.

It's a rabbit.

An ugly, gray rabbit, to be exact.

It was stiff, its body was cold and undissipated, and it was completely eroded by the obscurity of death, from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, without breathing, and it looked a little pitiful.

It had been too long for him to feel a single thing pitiful.

Not to mention just a rabbit.

But when he took it out, the strange feeling that emerged in his heart was like a surging wave, covering him all over the world.

He couldn't tell what it was.

Whether it was pity or sympathy, he didn't know.

He couldn't even figure out how a rabbit could die in his arms after the big dream was born.

Is this accidental, or is it providential?

He saw peach blossom wine on the roof, and it tasted exactly the same as the one he made.

But he hadn't made wine in a long time.

He carried the rabbit down, and there were many flowers in the yard that he had never seen before, and they were lazy and very beautiful.

He couldn't remember when they were planted, and he couldn't remember how he could have such a good mind to take care of them.

Probably the dream was so long that he had forgotten so many things.

There were also many strange things in the house, including the little girl's skirt, hairpins, wooden combs, and even some strange things that had never been seen before.

He wasn't sure who had entered his house and set them up when the dream had happened.

But these things didn't make him feel the slightest disgust, and he even took their existence for granted.

Stand to reason.

He was amused by the word.

He placed the rabbit on the futon, looked at its ugly and pitiful appearance, and reached out to touch the fur, which had quickly dried up from its lifelessness.

He doesn't like dead things.

I don't like it for a moment.

He gave it spiritual power, and he wanted to infuse it with a lot of spiritual power, so that it would always look its best.

But when it's at its best, it can't see anywhere.

But he stubbornly felt that one day, it would look better than all rabbits.

But spiritual power is useless.

He found an ice coffin and put it in.

When the cold overwhelmed it, his heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

How cold it should be, colder than the 10,000-year-old cold pool under the valley, colder than the glaciers in the far north, it likes the sun so much, it must not be able to stand it.

He picked it up again.

He wanted to take it to everything where there was light.

He took the dead rabbit and went to many places, they went to the world, to see the smoke and light of the mortal world, he put river lamps in the long river, he wrote, I hope this stupid rabbit, in the next life, can meet him, I hope it can meet him in good health.

Mortals say that wishes on the river lantern will come true.

He took it to Penglai Immortal Island, which he had so badly wanted to visit, and he encountered krakens living at the bottom of the sea in the mighty sea, and they had the ability to see the past and the future.

He used tens of thousands of years of cultivation to make an exchange with the Kraken.

He exchanged a dream.

A dream he once had.

Then he finished that dream.

On a spring day when the peach blossoms are in full bloom and the rain is pouring down.

He had a turnip and a stupid rabbit in his dreams.

When he woke up, he touched the rabbit.

But it didn't bring turnips.

The Kraken said that it was all over.

He opened his eyes, and there was a starry sky and a cool sea breeze.

He smiled, reached over the rabbit's ears, looked at its withered body, and led it back to the peach blossom tree.

He buried it at the base of the tree, and watched as the earth submerged its body, and the tree, which had not bloomed for several years, suddenly blossomed again.

Like on a spring day a long time ago, on a rainy night with heavy rain, under the cold moonlight on the mountain, in the thick cool mist, in a beautiful dream that can never wake up, the flowers bloom without thanks.

He went to the mortal world alone, and in the mud at the bottom of the river, he found the river lamp, which he could no longer see, and he took it back to the tree and placed it beside the rabbit.

Good rabbits, he thought, have an afterlife.

If there is an afterlife, he will meet this stupid rabbit.

It can bring turnips, and it can also bring flowers.

It will be coquettish, and it will also cover its mouth and laugh.

Most importantly, she's a stupid kid.

She could make him laugh.

He turned into a flowering tree, and the flowering tree began to drop layers of petals in the moonlight, and at the moment when the petals fell, it withered in a heavy rainy night, and failed to wake up in countless springs after that.

It turns out that a tree, really, can only meet one stupid rabbit that can make him bloom.