Yang Xiaoyang was stunned as the little girl walked by, completely ignoring him, a big living person.

Or that there is no one else in her eyes.

"The ......"

Yang Xiaoyang didn't know how this little girl escaped, and he couldn't imagine how this little girl felt when she saw the grave of a village.

So he didn't know what to say either.

"Wait a minute. Yang Xiaoyang shouted again, and continued to walk forward as if the little girl hadn't heard it, and stepped forward and gently grabbed her shoulder.

Yang Xiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had finally stopped, but met her slightly numb eyes.

Yang Xiaoyang squeezed out a smile, "Where are you going?"

Her eyes moved, "Uncle, I want revenge." ”

The corners of Yang Xiaoyang's mouth twitched, what uncle?

He laughed a little more far-fetched, "You can't take revenge, the person you're trying to kill is dead." ”

The little girl looked up, her mouth slightly open, and her hand let go of the axe, which landed at her feet.

She glanced at the village behind her, lowered her head and whispered, "Then I have nothing...... What should I do......"

Yang Xiaoyang glanced at the axe at her feet, and heard the crying again, and he didn't know what to do, "Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Luo Li. ”

Yang Xiaoyang nodded, fortunately, this girl is not like Xiaodi, otherwise she would have been scolded to death if she didn't say her name first.

"Uncle, oh no, my brother's name is Yang Xiaoyang, do you want to go with my brother?" Yang Xiaoyang pulled out a smile that he thought was quite friendly.

"Is that bad old man really dead?" Luo Li asked, sobbing.

"It's true, brother, I killed him with my own hands. ”

Luo Li touched her tears, wiped her smiling face stained with ashes, and asked suspiciously: "Really? That bad old man is amazing, brother, how can you beat him as a farmer?"

Yang Xiaoyang almost wanted to brush his sleeves away when he heard this, "Hehe, my brother is not a farmer, my brother is a cultivator." ”

Yang Xiaoyang thought that Luo Li would be amazed, but who knew that she actually wrinkled her face, "Hmph, you still cultivate immortals, is it so easy to deceive when I am a child?"

Yang Xiaoyang's half-squatting body straightened up, turned around and walked towards the forest with an expressionless face.

"Wow, my uncle doesn't want me anymore, woo woo woo ......"

Yang Xiaoyang took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and my head was huge.

It's harder to serve than Xiaodi......

He turned back again, squatted next to Luo Li and said, "Okay, don't cry, uncle...... My brother brought it to eat something delicious. ”

Luo Li still sat on the ground and cried.

Yang Xiaoyang persuaded for a while, but to no avail.

Yang Xiaoyang has never encountered this situation, Xiaodi has never cried since she was a child, but she cried more.

Thinking that when he cried as a child, his mother would come to make him laugh, and he was ready to try it.

He looked left and right, and saw the black flute on the ground, and his eyes lit up.

Pulled it out of the soil, stroked the soil on it, and walked to Luo Li's side.

Yang Xiaoyang recalled the appearance of Jia San playing the flute, and pressed his left hand on the hole, because the metacarpal bone of his right hand was broken.

As soon as he wanted to blow it, he realized that something was wrong, the bone flute that Jia San played was held vertically, and there were only five holes in it, while this black flute had seven ......

Yang Xiaoyang was silent for a while, and when he saw that one of the holes was farther away, he turned the flute sideways and blew at the hole.

A slight whining sound came out, Yang Xiaoyang was overjoyed, took a long breath, and blew hard.

"Pyrid~~~~~~"

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, how is this different from what he said?

"It's ugly. ”

Yang Xiaoyang lowered her head and saw Luo Lizheng looking at her with disgust, so she touched her head in embarrassment, but fortunately, she finally stopped crying.

"Where should I go?" Luo Li asked confusedly.

"Come with me, where else can you go?"

"And where are you going?"

Yang Xiaoyang remembered that there was still something to do, and hurriedly asked, "I'm going to Dushan Town, do you know me?"

"I don't know, I just know it's by the river. Luo Li shook his head and pouted.

"Are we east or west?"

"Where is the east? Where is the west?"

"Well, to the left or to the right that we're facing?"

"Right!"

Yang Xiaoyang nodded happily, knowing that there was a lot of things left in the general direction, "Then let's go." ”

He squatted down with his back to Luo Li, "Come up, I'll carry you, so fast." ”

It's just that Yang Xiaoyang waited for a long time and felt the movement, and when he looked back, he saw Luo Li staring at the black flute in his hand.

Crying and laughing, he stuffed the flute to her, and Luo Li jumped on Yang Xiaoyang's back with a smile.

Although he jumped up, Yang Xiaoyang didn't feel any weight.

It's light, it's light.

Luo Li didn't grab Yang Xiaoyang with his hands, but was fiddling with the flute, and he was not afraid of falling at all.

"Hold on, don't fall down. Yang Xiaoyang didn't dare to run too fast like this, so she had to remind her loudly.

"Oh. Luo Li put his hand around Yang Xiaoyang's neck and grabbed the ends of the black flute with both hands, "Let's go." ”

Yang Xiaoyang glanced at the flute in front of his neck, stood up and ran with his aura.

"Ahh

"Oops!"

First of all, Luo Li didn't expect Yang Xiaoyang to run so fast, his body leaned suddenly, and he screamed in fright.

Later, Luo Li's body leaned violently, and the flute he grabbed with both hands strangled Yang Xiaoyang's neck, making him cry out in pain.

Yang Xiaoyang was hit in the neck by the iron flute, and put Luo Li down angrily.

Fortunately, she is light and does not have much strength, otherwise she would have been strangled to death.

"Uh......h Woo......"

Yang Xiaoyang wanted to say a few words to her, but saw Luo Li crying again.

He was dumbfounded, I was beaten by you, what are you crying about?

"That...... What are you crying about......"

"Uh......h Woo......" Luo Li didn't seem to hear it, and continued to cry.

Yang Xiaoyang had no choice, so he had to sit next to her and wait for her to finish crying.

......

"Uncle, I'm hungry. ”

Yang Xiaoyang was watching the clouds in the sky drift one after another, and the sun was about to rise overhead, when he suddenly heard Luo Li's voice.

Sighing, he took out a few candies from his arms and stuffed them into her, "Eat some of this first, and I'll take you to eat something else when we get to town." ”

Luo Li sniffled, threw the candy into his mouth, and finally looked at the village behind him, "Let's go." ”

Luo Li tied the flute around his waist and climbed onto Yang Xiaoyang's back.

Yang Xiaoyang felt her emotions, didn't say much, and ran north with her on his back.

Yang Xiaoyang's running speed was naturally extremely fast, and the trees passed by both sides of Luo Li quickly, and the sound of the wind also had to occupy his ears.

"Uncle, you are really a Taoist priest who cultivates immortals!" Luo Li shouted in Yang Xiaoyang's ear.

Yang Xiaoyang tilted his head, "What's the benefit of me lying to you?"

Luo Li didn't answer, and stuck out his tongue at her.

Yang Xiaoyang ran for half an hour and still didn't see Dajiang, so he stopped to identify the direction and see if he had deviated.

As soon as he found the north, he heard a human voice behind him.

"Hmph, you human trafficker is so arrogant, you dare to rob the people's girls in broad daylight!"