"Can you stop talking about my mother-in-law, mother-in-law, I'm in a hurry!"

The little dried fish generously gave him a moment to rest, and then shouted at him again to continue on his way.

Ji Zichun really can't stand it.

"Demon Fairy...... Little sister, a mortal like me, who has not eaten enough or slept well, has been tired like this, but I am afraid that I will die of exhaustion if I can't support it for long. ”

Xiao Dried Fish stared at his round eyes in confusion, and put his hand on the top of his head to feel the temperature.

"It's too early for the essence to die!" she grabbed Ji Zichun's hair crown, "The essence and spirit are operating normally, and the amount of (rè) of the soul body yang lamp has not dissipated." You're pretending to be tired, aren't you?"

He once wanted to throw this female doll down, but he could only keep silently reciting in his heart that he would not be like a child.

Ji Zichun didn't think about resisting, when he was driven out of the house in the morning, he was still worried that he would accidentally hurt them, and imagined that he would get rid of them "without blood".

It's too naïve to hate him now, this is a monster so powerful that it can interfere with time - he is not stupid, he can guess that Xiao Dried Fish led them out of the county government with a means of tearing time and space.

What else can be done? Then you can only obediently fulfill the duty of a slave.

"Are you tired?

Ji Zichun didn't expect that his slave could still be cared for, and immediately replied excitedly: "I'm just a little ......"

"Xiao Li, are you tired?"

Ji Zichun suddenly thought that Xiao Dried Fish was not a person.

Xiao Li jumped up and down and followed alongside, looking very excited, "(shēn) body is light and fluttering, not tired at all!"

"You see, we're not tired. You're too embarrassed to shout tired of being a big man?"

Ji Zichun didn't want to speak, and continued to hurry.

Maybe it was because he was too young when he died, and Xiao Li was still envious of the small dried fish riding on Ji Zichun's shoulder at this time. "But I want to ride a big horse, too!"

"Didn't you say you're not tired?"

The female ghost will not get tired from the long journey, but the little dried fish is a cat demon, so she is reluctant to spend her foot strength on the trip.

Xiao Li begged three times to ride a big horse, but Xiao Dried Fish tightened Ji Zichun's neck, "Don't give it, don't give it." ”

Ji Zichun: "......"

The mountain gate of Yuan Jian Dao is entrenched in the lofty mountains and mountains directly north of Jiangning County, and it is still ten days and a half a month away for them who have just left Zhujia Town.

Xiao Li nourishes his qi by absorbing (rì) the essence of the moon, and the dried fish eats once every five days, which seems to be a good thing for Ji Zichun, who has little left in the entanglement - it would be better if the dried fish were willing to go down to the river to fish by themselves.

Obviously, Xiao Yugan conjured the lamp that would rotate on its own from time to time to scare Ji Zichun, just so that he could lie in the grass and call people.

She felt like she was about to reach the peak of her cat life. This is something that I couldn't have imagined before.

The small dried fish before absorbing the aura of the wick of the Huangquan lamp is just a human plaything, relying on selling the hue to seek the owner's charity.

Now is not what it used to be, her cultivation is one (rì) thousand miles, if it weren't for the deliberate (jìn) system set up by Yun Jingjing, how would she live this kind of life like an ordinary little demon who drinks blood?

Even the appearance and developmental characteristics of the human form are forced to be confined to the stage before the age of fourteen.

If she were to fight the others and suffer a lot of damage, the humanoid would only slowly degenerate and regrow.

This is what she won't tell Ji Zichun, including Xiao Li.

Xiao Dried Fish hated the cloud sting made of cloth (jìn), disgusted with the name of "small dried fish", and disgusted the group of people who rubbed around with their own kind with their dead faces.

They have no idea how much cats hate interactions with ignorant people. She rubs her head against friendly people, but not for everyone. But most people, when they see a cat, they can't help but want to eat tofu.

Looking at Ji Zichun's servitude appearance of spearfish in the river, a childish idea rose in Xiao Yu's head: after coercing Yun Zhen to get rid of the (jìn) system, he will conquer the human race and create a cat kingdom!

......

The autumn rain is constantly drifting on the mountain, dripping and falling.

Luo and Ming, who had already set off for Yuan Kendao, were still on the road, walking silently.

The map they got from Qi Lianfeng was very strange, there were no marks of human settlements such as towns and villages, and the short and wide parchment paper was full of mountains, rivers, plains, and so on.

The only Chinese characters are the names of the five major sects and the names of important mountains and rivers, and there are no even the borders of the Xia Kingdom.

Luo Gan could understand that it was difficult to write in this confined space, and many words had to be squinted to find them.

The most easily identifiable was the large river that bypassed Shangyuan County, and he remembered that there were its thin tributaries running through the city.

There is a large tributary on this side of Qixia, which is marked on the map. They judged the direction to go according to the direction of this tributary and the river, combined with Qixia Mountain.

It is precisely because of this that the two of them have been walking in the wilderness, and it is common to not see another figure for three or five days (qíng).

At the beginning, Mingshuang was still angry with Luo Gan.

For example, Luo Gan even affected his junior sister again, and Luo Gan didn't do anything on Qixia Mountain.

Such words were said over and over again, and even if Luo Gan did feel guilty, he couldn't help but feel bored.

But the strange thing is that Mingshuang is a practical and considerate person who keeps talking about disgust.

The two have been walking together for so long, and they have unconsciously returned to harmony.

As long as they don't mention the cloud sting, they can still talk and laugh.

After following the instructions on the map, they finally succeeded in returning to the hillside they had visited the day before yesterday.

Luo Gan distinctly remembered that he had wrapped a cloth around the bushes, and now he was swaggering in front of him again.

"I can't stand it anymore, so let's find a place to rest first. "The frost surrendered, the rain was very light, and everywhere on the ground was moist.

Luo Gan was pondering the map, and he was wandering around the neighborhood to find a clean place to sit for a while.

How could he have imagined that there was not even a dry place to rest in the mountains and fields.

After all, this rain has been falling intermittently for a long time, and no amount of canopy can keep the rain at bay to keep the soil under your feet dry.

It's not that the frost is dirty, but after this period of getting along, Mingshuang has a deeper understanding of Luogan's (ài) cleanliness.

Although Luo Gan was often silent, he would always express his dissatisfaction in a gentle way.

Perhaps it has something to do with his experience of growing up with his mother since he was a child, and this man's (xìng) ges perseverance mixed with such a bit of softness.

For example, he doesn't care whether he washes or not, Luo Gan sees a clean pond and goes over to clean himself (shēn).

Annoyed by the complexity of the map, he threw it into a puddle, and Luo Gan picked up the roll of parchment without saying a word, and carefully wiped it clean.

Thinking that Luo Gan always endured his complaints in silence and delved into the old map alone, Mingshuang had to find a suitable place for Luo Gan to rest no matter what.

"Luo Gan, Luo Gan!"

Luo Gan is still obsessed with this broken map.

He was a little irritable. Suddenly, dark clouds overhead, a strong wind, and the shadows of the trees swayed.

The two of them were stunned, and a few drops of rain slipped off their faces, and the sky soon fell with heavy rain.

This time, who still cares about whether to rest or not to find a way, Mingshuang rushed over and dragged Luo Gan to run in a clear direction.

It was a small mountain village, and they used to go around it. Since the map did not show the peaks near the village, they did not plan to take this route.

The most important point is that walking in the direction of the mountain village is a long detour from the map.

When they arrived at the small mountain village, the two of them had already been completely drenched in soup.

But the rain had long since stopped. It can also be said that halfway through the run, the rain is gone.

As soon as he stepped into this village, Luo Gan felt a strangeness.

This mountain village is about the same size as the Black Mountain Village where Uncle Niu is, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and is relatively much more remote.

There was no standing water on the trail in all directions, only a little wet, indicating that it had just fallen a local shower, perhaps only on that hill.

The villagers were busy coming and going, and they were all surprised to see these two young people.

He noticed that Mingshuang was about to greet a passing man, and his arm was grabbed by someone:

"Why are you two drenched like this?"

This is a deflated old woman who gnaws on a small melon at the door of her house. When Luo Gan entered the village, he looked far away and did not notice her low position.

"We ......"

"We're coming from the hill over there!" Mingshuang said quickly, rushing in front of him to get in front of the old woman (shēn).

The old woman asked, "Which mountain?"

Mingshuang raised her hand high and pointed to the hillside where the rain fell, "That's it, old woman, we're drenched there, can we borrow your place to rest? Don't bother, we can help you do something by the way!"

The old woman grinned, revealing the big hole caused by the missing teeth in her mouth, "You guys from that mountain, that grave mountain, hehehe, you were driven down by the mountain god!"

They are cultivators, so how can they not believe in this kind of ghost and god theory? Both of them echoed the saying yes, yes, and only hoped that this old woman would generously provide a place for them to rest.

Unexpectedly, the old woman only cared about her own pleasure, and muttered indistinct words and phrases with a piece of melon in her mouth, leaving them and going to the house.

"Hey, old woman......"

"Luo Gan!"

The two of them turned around at the same time and saw a baby on Ji Zichun's shoulder and a baby at hand walking towards them.

"What are you bringing your daughter here for? Ah, when did you have a family? Oh no, Xiao Li, why are you with him?"

Luo Qian was confused.

"Brother Luo Gan, you said that you would take me with you to save Yun Jing, you are not trustworthy!"

Ji Zichun smiled with relief, he finally got out of trouble.

The sky has eyes, and he just relied on the two female babies to get the same (qíng) to eat in this small mountain village, and then he ran into Luo Gan and Mingshuang.

Xiao Li pisted Luo Gan and asked endlessly, and Mingshuang caught up with Ji Zichun first.

"You want to take them to Yuan Jiandao?" It is not difficult to guess from Xiao Li's words that after Luo Gan forgot Xiao Li in the mansion, Xiao Li looked for Ji Zichun.

However, how did she find Ji Zichun?

"Actually, I don't care if I go or not. Ji Zichun dragged the feet of the little fish dry, and the slow pace made Mingshuang crazy.