The girl smiled ridiculously, looking at the injured boy on the simple bed, her handsome face frowning because of the pain of the wound on her body, and her cold hand grasped her right hand tightly, like clinging to a life-saving straw.

The girl gently nudged him with her left hand: "Little brother, you let go, I can't give you medicine if you don't let go." Hey, your blood got on my cuffs. ”

The hand slowly let go, and Yi Zimo reluctantly opened his eyes: "Are you ...... People?"

"Of course it's a human, I'm a girl, it's not a human being, it's a fairy, don't you know that this mountain god of Qing'er Mountain is a man?" the girl rolled her eyes.

was actually rescued by a mortal, Yi Zimo wanted to sit up, but he had no strength.

The girl stopped: "Little brother, don't move." You are seriously injured, and the blood hole in your chest is still bleeding just now, so I'll give you medicine, I'm ready for medicine. ”

Little brother? Yi Zimo was very dissatisfied with this title, he looked fourteen or fifteen years old, but in fact he was more than two hundred years old, how could it be like their short-lived humans, who grew up in their teens, grew up and aged fast.

The girl didn't wait for him to agree or object, she unbuttoned his shirt and applied the herbs to his wound, carefully and gently, the girl's serious appearance made Yi Zimo have a moment of trance, he hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Where is this? Who are you?"

The girl smiled: "This is the mountain temple of Qinger Mountain. I am the mountain god bride this year. If you ask me my name, my father called me a girl before he died, but now there is no one in the house. Probably no one will call me that anymore in my life. ”

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"You're younger than me, why should I be afraid of you? Besides, you can't get up at all. ”

“......”

"Little brother, you better rest more, sleep more and recover quickly. ”

"I'm older than you, don't call me little brother. ”

"It's strange that the boy doesn't want to admit that he's young. Then how can I call you?"

"Yi Zimo. ”

After a few days of getting along, Yi Zimo gradually figured out that this is a hill near the exit of the Demon Fan Gorge to the mortal world, and the people in the town at the foot of the mountain believe in the mountain god, but the mountain god sometimes sends disasters, especially the mudflow rushing field, so I don't know what year it started, the town began to select a bride to send to the mountain god. The so-called selection is actually a designated poor girl from a poor family and has nothing to rely on. Every year, the bride of the mountain god is carried into the mountain temple by a sedan chair and locked on the stone pillar in the center of the temple with a long fine iron chain.

When the next year sent people to the temple, the bride at the end of the chain had already disappeared, and as for whether the bride was married by the mountain god, or turned into an immortal, or died, the people in the town did not care, they only cared if the mountain god would bring disaster again. Since the start of sending the bride, there has been no mudflow in Qing'er Mountain in the past ten years.

What is this like what the Protoss does? Is it a little trick made by the little demon and demon on which side? Yi Zimo speculated. If he comes, although it is not difficult to deal with, he is now being hunted down by those demon concubines, and if he helps this nameless girl, he may be exposed.

Yi Zimo guessed wrong, and didn't come to anything.

The girl who was tied by a long chain was sent to the temple twenty days ago, and she was still wearing the only set of clothes, a fiery red wedding dress, but fortunately there was also a set of close-fitting jackets to keep out the cold. Obviously in danger, she didn't seem to feel that her situation was bleak, and she lived happily and regularly every day. Get up at sunrise, pack up, do housework, collect herbs near the temple gate, pick snow and sea buckthorn, and go to bed at sunset. Compared to before, it's just one more thing to take care of him.

It became colder and colder in the wax moon, the snow fell, and the ice was frozen, not to mention the people on this mountain, even the wild beasts were nested and disappeared. Fortunately, the mountain temple was built sturdily, and there was a room on the west side that was dedicated to the bride, with a simple table, chair and bed, and the iron chain was very long and thin, which did not affect the closing of the door. Burn a small fire in the evening, it's a really warm place to shelter from the wind and snow.

But there was only one bed, so the girl gave it to the wounded, and sat by the brazier and slept against the wall. A few days later, when she woke up early in the morning, she found herself sleeping in a warm quilt on the bed, held in Yi Zimo's arms.

She jumped up in shock: "Why am I here?" Although her father has been alone since she was a child, she is sixteen years old, and she still knows that men and women are not intimate, even if this teenager is younger than herself.

Yi Zimo, who was sleeping in a daze, circled her waist: "I'm cold." ...... Just as you're warm. ”

He is indeed very afraid of the cold, the girl can see it, but she still wants to break his hand: "No, no, although you are small, you are also a man." ”

"I'm not going to do anything to you. I don't like women......"

"Huh?"

"Women are all water-based poplars......

"Huh?"

Looking at the young man who was holding his waist tightly and not letting go, his teeth were clenched, and his handsome face seemed to be wrinkled into a bitter gourd because of boredom. Could it be that his mother also remarried because she couldn't look down on his father's poverty? It turned out that she was also a person with the same fate, the girl sighed, and gently stroked his forehead until his brows slowly relaxed.

In addition to starting to huddle in a bed at night to keep warm, getting along during the day is also calm, Yi Zimo is pranayama during the day, the human world is not as good as the demon world There are demonic qi everywhere to absorb, and his cultivation of spells is not progressing quickly. He weighed whether to find the abyss or return to the demon realm as soon as possible.

However, the girl's situation made him a little relieved, and it was really dangerous for her to stay here. Before he left, he decided to talk to her.

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At the mention of this, her calmness surprised Yi Zimo: "Do you really believe in this mountain god so much, do you think he will turn you into an immortal?"

"Immortals, can't be made. If I had been here, I would have died. The girl smiled.

"Then why don't you run away?"

"I tried, and the chain was very hard, and the townspeople cleared all the sharp objects near the temple, and there was not even a stone nearby, and I kept getting it. ”

"Then why are you still so happy every day?" Speaking of this, Yi Zimo was very puzzled, the women he could see in his life, his mother, his father's lovers, all of them were not satisfied, fighting endlessly, and even vicious, he had never seen their sincere smiling faces.

"Before I was brought up, my father died, and I was almost sold into human slavery. It's much freer now than it was then. And no matter what the mountain god is, he won't come now, and I'm safe in winter. ”

"How do you know?"

"I've calculated what was left over for my previous brides, and if they had eaten as much as I did, they would have lived here for more than six months, some for almost a year. Fortunately, the chain was very long, and there were many food offerings to the mountain gods. I can still figure it out slowly. ”

Yi Zimo stood up, his wound was better, but this time his heart was hit hard, and the control of the demon power was not smooth, but it should not be difficult to break the chain: "I can set you free." ”

The girl shook her head: "I can't go." ”