A little crimson spark visible to the naked eye bloomed from his fingertips. Immediately after that, the fire borrowed the wind, and the "whew" turned into a fire!

Because of the spell of the big weasel, a whirlwind blew in the garden, and this time the fire was about to burn, and it turned into a fire tornado, which looked like a huge burning torch from a distance!

The little bit of green smoke released by the big yellow ferret was burned completely in the blink of an eye, and there was not even the slightest smell left. Even the tongues of fire swallowed everything, including the large and small weasels fighting in the field, and they could even feel the fire gnawing at their fur.

The flames were extremely strange, and they were able to perceive a chill creeping from the wounds into their marrow and viscera as they withstood the heat.

If this continues, it won't take ten breaths for them to be burned to charcoal. The water ghost that just floated down was the most innocent, and it didn't even have time to scream miserably, and it was turned into flying smoke.

The yellow-skinned father immediately made a decision and shouted to the ground:

"Surrender, we surrender!"

As soon as the words fell, Chitose raised his hand and pressed down.

The wind in the courtyard stopped and the fire stopped abruptly. The leaves in the yard were raining, but there was hoarfrost on every leaf, as if experiencing a steep autumn cold.

At this time, there was a "squeak" scream, but it was the fire that distracted the little ferret, and Yan Saburo's resentful wood sword cut a cut on his back, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Yan Saburo did not pursue again, and Ren Xiaogong Weasel fled back to his father, and did not have the characteristics of the resentful wooden sword. Otherwise, this little monster's qi and blood will soon be gone.

Chitose's beautiful phoenix eyes were full of murderous aura: "You are so bold, dare to come and destroy my garden!"

Yan Saburo couldn't help but look around. The branches and leaves swept by the wind are falling in a row, spreading to every corner of the garden, and the poisonous smoke released by the weasel passes through, the plants are wilting and yellowing, especially the three small-leaved ficus trees withered instantly.

Hurricanes have been raging everywhere, and the original artistic conception of sparse vegetation and deep courtyards is gone.

This garden has only been in this situation for half a day, and it is no wonder that Chitose is annoyed.

The two weasels were burned bald in many places, and there were large blisters, but their bones were covered with cold, their joints were almost frozen, and it was difficult to even walk a few steps.

In this state, it is obvious that there is no way to fight anymore. The yellow-skinned father had to bow his head, trembling: "It's all our fault, my lord spares my life!" As he spoke, his original body changed back again, only a little bigger than an ordinary weasel.

Chitose crossed his waist and smiled with a smile: "How much is your life worth, can you afford to pay for my garden?"

"We pay, we pay!" The yellow-skinned father knelt on the ground, pumped his tail on his son, and took it with him to bow his head to his ear, and then he said continuously, "I will pay until you are satisfied." You have a lot of them, please don't bother with us mountain spirits and wild monsters. ”

Yan Saburo kept looking at these little things, and when he heard the words, he said, "Mountain spirits and wild monsters, where are you from?"

"We all lived in the Swamp of Nightsleep, and rarely set foot in human territory. The yellow-skinned father said gloomily, "But some time ago, there was an accident in the swamp, and the child's mother also passed away, so I escaped with these little ones, and I had to find a place to live in Chunshentang." ”

He looked at Chitose, and then at Yan Saburo, rolled his eyelids, and squeezed out two tears: "It's not easy to take care of children, so hiding in Tibet and living in secret, begging adults for mercy." "This fierce woman also has a child herself, and she knows that it is not easy to bring a baby, so she will at least have a little pity after listening to it, right?

Would it?

Yan Saburo looked at the rockery, it was tall and deep, and it was indeed very suitable for these small animals to hide.

But here in Yan Saburo, it is useless to sell miserably. He had seen the beggar's cry, and none of them worked harder than the yellow-skinned father, so he pointed to the little ferret: "You can answer." The mountains are so big, why do you have to live in the Spring Deep Hall?"

The wound was painful, and the little male ferret was secretly licking his hair, and after being named, he was stunned, and subconsciously said: "It's comfortable to live here." ”

Isn't it comfortable? The rockery extends in all directions, and it can't be sunburned in summer, frozen in winter, dirty or damp, and I don't want to go out after moving in.

"Nonsense!" Daddy Yellow-skinned slapped his tail again, and then said to Yan Saburo with a smile, "Little boy, there is plenty of aura in this garden, and it is suitable for cultivation......"

"Alright. Chitose didn't bother to listen to their nonsense, and said impatiently, "You scared away my cats and damaged my garden, I should have peeled off your skins as soft hats, but Mistress and I just moved in, and there are still a few slaves under us—"

Speaking of this, the voice dragged on for a long time, and it was obvious that if the yellow-skinned father dared to shirk, she would immediately start peeling the skin.

The fingers moved slightly, and the two little ferrets hanging on their hands began to shake, and sure enough, they looked like two pieces of skin.

The yellow-skinned father's family has always lived a free and easy life, where is he willing to be a slave to others? However, forced by her obscenity, he has to grovel: "We come, we come." ”

Chitose looked at it and smiled: "What, reluctantly?"

"Where, being able to serve the two masters is the blessing of my family's three lives!" Feeling the cold current coming from the opposite side, the yellow-skinned father was excited, and his posture was immediately corrected.

"That's good. This garden has been destroyed by you, and it must be restored to-morrow morning before I get up. Chitose lifted the ban and threw the three ferrets over. They woke up in mid-air, one rolled over on all fours, their little eyes spinning twice, all in awe.

"From tomorrow onwards, our daily life and the affairs of the Spring Deep Hall will be taken care of by you, but if there is one thing that cannot be done-"

She pointed to the little ferret, who was staring at her, and subconsciously blurted out: "Peeling?"

Chitose gave it an appreciative smile: "Yes." ”

was driven to the shelves, and the yellow-skinned father was aggrieved: "My lord, it's not that we don't want to serve, but we haven't done the Tao of transformation yet, and we can't do personnel." With that, raise both forepaws.

This is a beast's claw, which is not more flexible than the palm of a human hand, and cannot do so many delicate tasks. These monsters have not practiced Taoism for more than three hundred years, and they can't change into human form at all.

"What's so hard about that?" Chitose hooked his fingers to get them closer, and then called out the glass lamp.

As soon as this treasure lamp appeared, it bloomed with a soft light, but Yan Saburo sighed.

It's been gone for a while, the glass lamp seems to have been repaired, the two shallowest cracks have disappeared, and some vague patterns appear on the lamp, but I don't know what the content is; there are countless runes between the patterns, which are hidden from time to time, but he doesn't recognize a word.

Nice, but weird. And Yan Saburo understood at a glance that Chitose secretly fed the glass lamp again, right?

Chitose said to the yellow-skinned father, "Come here." ”