A gray line crossed the sky and fell into a hut, two or three huts, and smoke curled up.

"Buzz!"

The earth-gray earthen bowl was shocked, Shi Ji was released, Shi Ji sat crookedly on top of the clouds, she sniffed, her eyebrows bent, and let out a praise: "It's so fragrant!"

"The old man has seen Shiji Daoyou. ”

An old lady with silver hair and plain clothes walked out of the thatched hut with a fragrant smell and smiled at Shi Ji.

Shi Ji was taken aback, she endured the pain, and hurriedly bowed: "The seniors have tormented the juniors, it should be Shi Ji who thanked the seniors for saving their lives." ”

The old lady shook her head with a smile and said, "Daoyou is wrong, I am happy to meet Daoyou Lao's body today, the old body has just boiled a pot of dragon marrow tiger bone soup, Daoyou wait." ”

The old lady didn't wait for Shi Ji to speak and went into the thatched hut again, there was not much time, a dragon roared, the air above the thatched hut was full of anger, and the old lady grinned and walked out with a bowl of steaming clear white soup.

"Fellow Daoists try it, try the craftsmanship of the old body. The old lady's charitable gaze was warm and sincere.

Shi Ji took the soup bowl from the old lady's hand without hesitation, "Goodong...... Gollum ...... drank a bowl of soup in one gulp, "Ah, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, it's the best soup I've ever tasted." ”

Shi Ji used three 'most' in a row to amuse the old lady, and the old lady smiled and quipped: "Daoyou, this old body likes to listen the most." ”

Shi Ji found that the mysterious old lady who rescued her was very easy to get along with, she had a very wonderful feeling, she and the old lady seemed to be connected by something, there was a hint of her and the immortal tea.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, my baby cried all night last night, you make a bowl of soup!"

A strong woman dressed in animal skins ran in with a crying child in her arms.

"Tianwu?Xiaowu?" Shi Ji's heart tightened, this woman is Tianwu, the child is Xiaowu, she is still in the Wu clan, what is the identity of the old lady?

The old lady walked up to the woman, touched the child's head, and said distressedly: "It's really a little pitiful, the anger is on the head, the child has a headache, wait." ”

The old lady went into the kitchen in a hurry, Shi Ji took a deep breath and closed her eyes, she believed in her heart, and she had no time to care about it at the moment, the bowl of extremely delicious dragon marrow tiger bone soup jumped up.

Her broken spine was connected by a dragon, the dragon marrow marrow, the tiger bones were strong, the milky white dragon marrow tiger bones were hot flowing down the spine, itchy and sour, like ants climbing back and forth from time to time to bite a bite, Shiji was sweating coldly and sweating.

Someone helped her wipe her sweat, once and again, many times, she opened her eyes and thought she would see a wrinkled old face, but she didn't expect it to be the strong woman in animal skin, the woman herself was sweating profusely, wiping her sweat while taking care of her own children.

Seeing her wake up, the woman was stunned at first, and then smiled: "Sister, I see that you are in trouble, more serious than my baby, you are in pain like this, quickly let your mother-in-law boil some soup, our Wu women are the most likely to be in seven emotions and six desires, thanks to the mother-in-law's soup, otherwise there will be suffering......"

The woman talked about the old lady from the old lady's soup, saying that she was the most beloved philanthropic elder of the Wu clan except for the ancestral witch, saying that she was older than the ancestral witch, and that the children of the Wu clan would first drink a bowl of soothing soup from their mother-in-law when they were born......

"Alright, brunette. The old lady came out with the hot soup, "Feed the little pity." ”

Shi Ji saw the woman holding the child, she took the soup bowl from the old lady's hand, and said, "Mother-in-law, I'll come." ”

The old lady smiled and bared her teeth and handed the soup bowl to her, Shi Ji patiently fed a bowl of hot soup to the child, and after drinking the soup, the child fell asleep, probably tired of tossing.

The woman took Shi Ji's hand and warmly invited Shi Ji to their house, but of course Shi Ji politely refused, sent the woman away, and Shi Ji followed the old lady into the hut.

There is very little in the house, but there are a lot of gourds, and the walls are full of large and small gourds, and the old lady smiled and introduced: "This is all kinds of spare soup that I have boiled, and I can take it directly when it is hot, which is emergency." ”

Shi Ji nodded, indicating that he understood, and the two sat down around a small round table, and the old lady asked with a smile, "Do you have any questions?"

Shi Ji nodded and said, "Since my mother-in-law is a witch clan, why did she save me from a little stone spirit?"

The old lady smiled and asked, "Who told you that I am a witch?"

"They all call you a witch, aren't you a witch?"

The old lady smiled again, this time there was a little more ancient vicissitudes in her eyes, the old man's voice became distant, and she seemed to return to the years a long, long time ago: "In that war, there were too many ancestors who fell between heaven and earth, Rahu Demon Ancestor, Taiji Ancestor, Yin Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, Upside Down Ancestor, Nine Thousand Ancestor, Panwang Ancestor, ......"

"The blood of the ancestral dragon stains the sky, the phoenix ancestor Yongzhen Tiannan, and the Qilin ancestor is seriously injured and lives and does not know...... Who wins? Hongjun Ancestor, who is alive, Hongyun Ancestor, Kunpeng Ancestor, Styx Ancestor...... And my old woman, when I became famous, the ancestral witch was not yet born......"

Shi Ji looked at the approachable old lady in front of her in front of her, who had no trace of a strong man's atmosphere, she ...... She turned out to be the strongest person who was born at the beginning of heaven and earth.

"Isn't it strange, I've lived for so long, why do I still have to take refuge in the Wu Clan and live on the nose of others?"

"I can only say that time has changed, our time has passed, as the defeated side, our luck has been weakened to the extreme, and Hongjun, as the victor, has gained the luck of us losers, and he has become a saint, the Red Cloud Ancestor, the Kunpeng Ancestor, and the Styx Ancestor, entered the Zixiao Palace, and they regained the luck of heaven and earth. ”

"The old body didn't want to worship him, so he joined the Wu Clan, and the luck of the Wu Clan also had my share, I got the luck of the Wu Clan, so I naturally had to work for the Wu Clan, which was nothing, and I never regretted joining the Wu Clan, because they didn't worship him either. ”