The child hesitated for a moment.

Plainly.

With the exception of her mother, she had no contact with the bodies of others, let alone searched them.

Fu Li is born with a talent and tenacity, but in a way, she is still a child.

A lot of things haven't actually been touched.

But maybe it was because she thought of what Ning Wuxin told her about the outside world, the life-and-death struggles in the outside world, and the bloody truth that she had to reveal with her own eyes in the future, the child glanced at the corpse of Mrs. Ning, and then looked at Ning Wuxin, who was already inconvenient to move, and said, "Only this once." Tong Yin stiffened, and without waiting for the latter to respond, he finally made a move.

In the distance, the blue-eyed black cat saw this, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, but he didn't move at all.

Ning Wuxin smiled, didn't speak, and didn't even open his eyes.

After a moment of squirming, the child handed over a piece of wood that was full of life and a jade ornament that had been broken in half, and there was nothing else.

Ning Wuxin looked at the vibrant piece of wood in his hand, and knew that this was the immortal wood heart, as for the jade ornament covered by the cracks, it was probably the secret treasure that Mrs. Ning could "call the wind and rain" in the town, as for the ......

Ning Wuxin naturally wouldn't think that Fu Li, who had become the pride of the heavens in the last generation of the Great Departure Immortal Dynasty, would pluck the feathers of the geese and secretly ignore the storage ring of Mrs. Ning's wife, such a thing as stealing chickens and touching her head, she might do it, or even do too much.

But Fu Mingjing will inevitably not, nor will he disdain.

Thinking of this, Ning Wuxin stood up slightly, and used his left foot to pull one of Mrs. Ning's arms, and his eyes narrowed slightly, so that he could see some faint scenes under the rain at night.

The slightly muddy knuckles were empty.

"Did my dead grandmother actually exchange all her net worth for this immortal wood heart?" Ning Wuxin ignored the pain of doubling the tearing due to moving his body, and muttered to himself in his heart, pondering repeatedly.

The child noticed Ning Wuxin's actions, but he didn't care, whether it was Ning Wuxin's distrust or other deep meaning.

Instead of turning around and going back under the ancient tree, she stepped aside and waited.

Just as Ning Wuxin was pondering, the tall boy drove in.

Of course, he won't, he can only lead the old horse to come slowly, the car is rolling with mud, weeds, and strange sounds.

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Everything that happened outside the town attracted much attention, but this night, inside and outside the town, was destined to be like stratus clouds on the heavenly dome, full of obstacles, except for a few exceptions with hands and eyes to the sky, no one could snoop in, even if it was only a corner of it-

Whether it is the naked eye, or the supernatural magic that perceives the situation, it has no effect.

Like a stone sinking into the sea.

Therefore, nine times out of ten, the old monsters, even if they can use the convenience of their own birth trees to perform some mysterious methods, but this night is doomed to be fruitless, and all they see is a calm except for the downpour.

These old guys naturally guessed that they were afraid that the Fu family junior in Jiuqu Lane was playing ghosts, and they were afraid that they would take the opportunity to make trouble and embarrass this junior, but tonight, none of these old guys dared to make a move.

One is to be afraid of a certain family in Baotong Lane.

The other is the old famous house of the Ning family who doesn't know the result yet.

And in this treacherous town, how many people are jealous, and how many people hate it, it is unknown.

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The Milky Way poured down, and the town was almost covered in darkness, except for a few large mansions that still had a little bit of fire, but they were also swaying in the wind and rain.

But also, ordinary people's homes, where does the money come from to waste casually?

In the middle of the night, the most spacious mansion in Baotong Lane sounded a "creak".

In a corner door, suddenly out of an old man, two young and three figures, the old one with his back, plain clothes, solemn expression, a young man and a woman, all fourteen or fifteen years old, at first glance, the outline of the eyebrows and eyes, there are quite similarities.

The young man is thin and tall, dressed in brocade clothes, holding an umbrella, shielding the old man and the girl from the wind and rain, and the girl is holding a palm-sized incense burner, and the furnace is lit with a fine incense that is not knuckle high, but it is very strange, the green smoke that comes out of the mist does not drift to the sky, but it turns into a silk thread, wrapped around the elbow of the old man, and then a closer look, you can find that the final destination of the green smoke is actually in the old man's nose.

The three ancestors and grandchildren walked together, until a certain fork in the road, the old man looked at the archway at the end of the alley, sighed, but still did not say a word. It was the young man, who hesitated again and again, but finally handed the small package he was carrying to the girl, exhaled heavily, the doting in his eyes faded a little, and said: "As soon as I go, I don't know when you and my brother and sister will be able to meet again, Qinglian, you take care, family affairs, don't have to remember, everything is supported by your brother, as for the dangerous road where you don't know where to go, you just go boldly." ”

After speaking, the young man, who was called a different background in the town, smiled, but his smile was a little bitter.

The girl who is called Qinglian took the burden and handed the incense burner to the young man, the girl looked cold, and only said: Brother take care, the ancestor will be handed over to you, after speaking, he picked up the umbrella and turned around and left.

When the young man saw this, he was finally relieved.

Only the young man and the old man turned around the same, and after walking a long way, the girl who happened to walk under the archway suddenly turned around, looking at the old man and the young man who were lying on his back, standing upright, and suddenly covered his mouth and swallowed, but he was reluctant to cry after all.

Soon.

When the young man walked to the narrow bookstore in Baotong Lane with the old man in his arms, Old Man Fu had been waiting for a long time.

Under the rain curtain, the old man squatted under the eaves of the bookstore, smoking dry cigarettes.

When the ancestors and grandsons approached, Old Man Fu raised his head, and glanced meaningfully at the former Dinghai Divine Needle of the Mu family, who had already stepped into the coffin with a pair of feet and was just about to cover the coffin, and sneered, "Senior Brother Mu, it doesn't look very optimistic......

seems to be looking at this pair of ancestors and grandchildren, but in fact, his gaze has already passed.

Although he is also a disciple of the wine shop, one is a descendant, and the other is just a name, usually, the old name of the Mu family categorically did not dare to respond to this senior brother, until now, the person is about to die, and there is no scruple about it, so it will be big.

Of course, there are few people in the town who know this secret except them.

The young man of the Mu family suddenly tightened his hand holding the umbrella.

This scene, the two old foxes both saw it in their eyes, the Mu family only smiled faintly, the Fu family, the sneer on his face was even stronger, glanced at the white and clean, quite handsome young man, raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "How? The little sparrow that has not grown all the hair, who do you want to fight for it? Okay, don't pestle, the apprentice is not allowed to give a meeting gift, come barehanded, you are embarrassed, I remember that there is a wine shop in Jiuqu Lane that has been closed for decades and is ready to open, go and go, give a pot of wine to the teacher, if you can't beat it, you don't have to come back." ”

After speaking, he picked up a broken wine jug from his waist and threw it to the young man, smashed the dry smoke, and walked into the cramped bookstore.

The young man looked at the back of the old man Fu, in fact, he was a little unhappy, but when he thought of the words of the old ancestor, thinking of so many years of upbringing, he could only take it, as for his own ancestor, he only smiled, took the incense burner, patted the young man's shoulder, and then walked into the bookstore.

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