The old ascetic monk who had healed from his injuries gasped for a while, sat up, and looked at Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan has just finished checking on the situation of the blue kite.

"She's fine, she's just too frightened, she doesn't need to take medication, she just rests for a while. ”

The ascetic old monk folded his hands, made a Buddhist salute, and said: "Thank you to the night donor for coming to the rescue, the old monk has recovered, so I won't worry about the night donor here, and please hurry up to the village under the mountain to help the donor." ”

Ye Yuan was stunned when she heard this, and said in shock: "It's been three days?!Master?!She's already here?!Oops!!

I couldn't care about the ascetic monk and the blue kite anymore, and the black light flashed, and I was willing to rush to the village below the mountain at night.

Approaching the village, a white line suddenly flew into the sky, and then a huge pillar of light rose into the sky, and a huge wave of air accompanied by a roaring sound wave rushed to the face, lifting the night wish out and setting it in the rocks.

The aftermath dissipated, and Ye Yuan struggled out of the rocks, looking down the mountain, his eyes full of horror.

The introspection village is gone, and the Siguo Lake next to it has dried up.

"It's... What's going on..."

The old ascetic monk of the Sorrowful Zen Monastery also came out and looked down the mountain in horror.

The two of them cautiously flew closer, and they felt a scorching heat.

The heat was churning, the ground was charred black, some carbon was scattered, and the exposed rocks were all red-hot.

In the center of the scorched earth, there are two figures, one lying and one squatting, and their faces are not very clear.

The two endured the scorching heat and slowly approached.

The two figures gradually became clear.

It was the kite that lay on the ground, and there were some burn marks on his clothes, and he fell there motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Squatting is a cute little girl in white, seven or eight years old, squatting next to the kite, poking the head of the kiteer with a small branch, and muttering: "Wake up the outsiders, look at what you have made people's homes, my brother said, if you damage something, you have to compensate, people want to eat snowballs, get up quickly..."

Seeing that the life and death of the kite were unknown, Ye Yuan and the ascetic monk were very anxious, but when they saw the little girl, neither of them dared to move.

The most primitive terror that originated from instinct completely controlled Night Wish, so that he did not dare to make any moves, and directly entered the state of playing dead.

The ascetic old monk was also full of horror, but unlike Ye Yuan, he didn't have such a keen sense, just because he had fought with this little girl and almost lost his life.

"Ascetic monk, I've seen the little master..."

The old ascetic monk slowly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and greeted the girl.

Ye Yuan was still stunned, not daring to make any moves.

The little girl poked the kite and turned her head to look at the old ascetic monk.

"Hmm, little monk, why did you come here?"

"Let's talk about it first, it's the people who found out that this guy damaged the village first, and the snowball of compensation must go to the people, you are not allowed to rob it!

The ascetic monk was stunned and didn't understand what the little girl was talking about, but he didn't dare to ask, just nodded his head again and again.

The little girl nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at the night wish behind her, seemed to think of something, got up and walked to the side of the night wish, and kept sniffing.

Ye Yuan was very anxious when he saw the kite falling in the unknown life and death, but the pure fear from instinct made him dare not move at all, and when he saw the little girl smelling something beside him, he subconsciously held his breath, wanting the little girl to ignore him.

The little girl sniffed for a while, suddenly realized, stretched out her little hand, slapped Yeyuan's arm mischievously, and said happily: "Oh! People know who you are! You are the big villain who hides the snowball!"

"Hehe, but people's noses are very smart, and you can find them out at once!"

The little girl looked at Night Wish and said proudly.

Ye Yuan was also at a loss, not knowing what the little girl was talking about, and he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare not answer, after a period of confusion, he nodded stiffly, and said cautiously: "Eh... Is it... That... You're amazing..."

Hearing the compliment, the little girl immediately burst into joy, while jumping happily, while saying: "Hey, hey, that's it, it's very powerful!" My brother praised me, my nose was like a dog, and people didn't know what a dog was, but people knew that my brother was praising people. ”

On the scorched earth, I listened to the little girl happily babbling words that only she understood.

Yeyuan and the ascetic monk were both at a loss, and they didn't dare to answer, but only nodded in agreement.

"Oh yes, that outsider hasn't given a snowball yet!"

"Little monk, carry this outsider back, heal quickly, she still has to give someone a snowball!"

The little girl pointed to the zither, watched the ascetic monk chatter for a while, and then flew to the Sorrowful Zen Monastery by herself.

When the old ascetic monk saw the little girl flying away, he hurriedly walked to Luozheng and was about to pick her up.

Ye Yuan finally eased up, secretly scolded his cowardice, jumped to the side of the kite, and looked anxiously.

Seeing this, the ascetic monk hurriedly persuaded: "Don't worry about the night donor, it's okay to fall into the donor, now the top priority is to leave the donor in the courtyard, if it's too late..."

Halfway through the words, the ascetic monk didn't dare to speak, and secretly glanced in the direction of the Sorrowful Meditation Temple, and now the little girl was there.

Ye Yuan understood the meaning of the ascetic monk, thinking of the little girl's words just now, his heart was unwilling, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to bow down and pick up the kite carefully, and went back to the sad meditation monastery with the ascetic monk.

When the two returned to the temple, they saw the little girl sitting in the main hall, eating snacks and drinking wine.

Bi Kite, who was still unconscious just now, was standing aside and thinking about it, looking at the red and swollen cheeks and dark eye circles, it seemed that she had been beaten by fat.

Seeing that the two of them had returned, the little girl pouted, looked at the old ascetic monk impatiently, and urged: "Ah, little monk, you are so slow, hurry up, hurry up, quickly cure this outsider, people are hungry, people want to eat snowballs." ”

"That and that, the one that people know, come and come, come and taste this wine, this is a specialty of people here, Buddha tears wine, it is suitable for hot drinking, and this snack, but it is people's favorite, come and try it!"

The little girl looked at Yeyuan and greeted her warmly.

Ye Yuan looked at the little girl cautiously, he had adapted a lot, and he no longer appeared to be pretending to be dead, but he was still very frightened in his heart.

nodded, walked over cautiously, picked up the wine jug, poured a glass of wine tremblingly and took a small sip, carefully picked up a piece of dim sum and ate a small bite, and before he could distinguish what the taste, he hurriedly praised it.

The little girl listened to the praise, smiled very happily, and while wishing to eat more at night, she urged the ascetic monk to quickly cure the zither.

The ascetic monk said yes again and again, and went all out to save the kite, but it had no effect.

"Hey, hey, little monk, you can't do it, why don't outsiders wake up. ”

The little girl was impatient, frowning, and questioned the ascetic monk.

Now when he heard the little girl's questioning, he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down on one knee, saying that his strength was low, and it was difficult to wake up the kite, and asked the little girl to punish him.

"Huh, you can't wake her up?"

The little girl raised her eyebrows, ignoring the old ascetic monk, but staring at the unconscious kite.

"Oh, no wonder you can't wake her up, it's not like she's unconscious..."

......

......

Lamp pen