Set up a bonfire with dry wood and light up the northern pluto moon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the left is Yan Xiaomei, half of his face is bloody.

On the right is black impermanence, still unconscious.

Bai Wuchang sat in the middle, roasting a leg of lamb with oil.

The leg of lamb was already ripe, and several times I put it under the tip of my nose and smelled it, and I drooled greedily.

There are three types of gluttonous ghosts.

I don't know how to eat deliciously, and I only care about it, which is the most unproductive.

If you know how to be delicious but don't share it with others, it's not much better.

understands both delicious food and sharing, and is the champion among gluttonous ghosts.

This leg of lamb has been grilled on the outside and tender on the inside, making it a rare dish.

Bai Wuchang deliberately sprinkled more Persian pepper, and the meat was fragrant.

It was so delicious, but he couldn't eat it with his friends, and he was really reluctant to put it into his mouth.

Only wait, wait for Heijun and Xiaomei to wake up.

The stars and moon are brilliant, the firelight is warm, and the first to wake up is Yan Xiaomei.

Although the blood is bloody, it is only a skin wound after all.

When I woke up for the first time, I saw Bai Wuchang, and greeted weakly: "Uncle, are you back?"

"Huh, why don't you call me a pig's head?" Bai Wuchang smiled happily and thoughtfully: "Are you afraid that I won't give you meat to eat, so I changed my name?"

Do you think everyone is as greedy as you are?

I really didn't have the strength to glance at him, and got up delicately.

Seeing Hei Wuchang lying there for the second time, he suddenly felt anxious and punched Bai Wuchang: "Pig head, did you get my little brother drunk?"

"Uncle turned into a pig's head, just in the blink of an eye. After Bai Wuchang smiled bitterly, he sighed: "Your little brother is not drunk, but dying." ”

Yes?

It was as if thunder was blasting overhead, and Yan smiled and thinned his face and was pale.

crawled over and stayed by the little brother's side, and tears burst out in an instant.

The handsome little brother has been covered with frost, as if he had been dead for many years.

Reaching out, he reached into the tip of his nose and didn't breathe.

He bent his head down and pillowed on his chest, unable to hear his heartbeat.

He's dead?

No, it won't.

No, it won't!

The little hand touched his face, as if he was touching a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

I wanted to rub my hands together and warm him up, but I remembered that I was already a ghost.

Ignoring the pain, he reached into the fire to heat it and held his face.

I wanted to wipe the frost off his face for him, but I couldn't wipe it off.

As long as he can wipe the frost off his little brother's face, he will be able to come back to life.

But why can't it be wiped off?

It must be that my hands are not warm enough.

clenched his teeth, and then put his little hands on the fire to roast, but was pulled aside by Bai Wuchang.

"Even if you roast yourself like a leg of mutton, will your little brother wake up?"

So what can be done?

The little brother is dead, the little brother is dead.

Yan Xiaomei began to cry.

Weep loudly, crying so that the stars are sad, and the moon is sad.

Crying so white that he covered his ears.

I don't know what year and month she can cry, Bai Wuchang finally couldn't stand the little girl's crying, put down the leg of mutton, and covered her mouth with his big hand.

looked at her teary eyes and smiled bitterly: "Have you ever learned Hua Dan's tune?" This cry is about to tear my clothes. ”

It's all this time, and the pig's head is still joking?

Biting his palm hard, making him cry and call his mother.

She bit so hard that Bai Wuyong tried his best to snatch his hand out.

I looked at the tooth marks and blood stains on my hands, and I shook it in pain.

"You're a soft-shelled turtle, aren't you?

My heart is overflowing with sorrow, how can I have the heart to listen to him complain?

Yan Xiaomei lay on the black impermanence's body, eager to dry her tears.

"Cry, you cry hard, cry with your life, and cry him to death while he is not dead. ”

I didn't want to pay attention to him for the rest of my life, but he said that the little brother didn't die?

At this time, no matter who says that black impermanence is not dead, who is the best person in the world.

Bai Wuchang gave her a fierce look, picked up the leg of mutton, and continued to roast it on the fire.

As expected, Yan Xiaomei really crawled over.

didn't have time to wipe away his tears, and shook his hand: "Pig head, I won't call you pig head again, you save my little brother." ”

Now you know to beg me?

Hiding the smile at the corner of his mouth, Bai Wuchang raised the hand that was bitten by her, without a trace of anger: "My hand hurts, I'm not in the mood!"

"I'll blow it for you. ”

Yan Xiaomei puffed up his little face, and tried hard to blow his hands for Bai Wuchang.

Seeing her lying there, crying and flowery, like a little flower cat, Bai Wuchang was amused in his heart.

sighed, withdrew his palm, and said clearly to Yan Xiaomei: "Your little brother is a ghost, he has no qi, he has no heartbeat, he usually has qi and heartbeat because he wants to run his true qi, these are not the foundation of his life." ”

It's really verbose, why don't you start with Pangu?

Unintentionally listening to him, Yan Xiaomei asked with tears in his eyes: "I just want to know, how can I save my little brother." ”

"Alas—" There was another long sigh, and Bai Wuchang shook his head again and again: "What's the use of you knowing? ”

"I do it, I do it, as long as my little brother can live, I am willing to do anything. ”

"Really?" Bai Wuchang's eyes were full of hesitation.

"Say it!" she shook his arm again.

"Your little brother was devoured by the yin and evil and broke through the heart, so the cold poison entered the body and could not be exported, so he was hovering on the edge of life and death. ”

Shen Sheng talked to her about it, and then talked about the danger: "I have driven his cold poison to his dantian, and there is only so much I can do." ”

He lowered his head, and fell silent again.

provoked Yan Xiaomei to worry about it: "Hurry up and drive away the cold poison of the dantian." ”

"I can't get rid of it. Bai Wuchang smacked his tongue and smiled awkwardly: "Looking at the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, the only one who can reconcile the cold poison in his body is you." ”

I?

So what are you waiting for?

"You teach me!" Yan Xiaomei's eyes lit up with hope, and under the backdrop of tears, they were extremely bright.

"Are you willing to learn?" Bai Wuchang was full of hesitation.

"Say it quickly!" Yan Xiaomei shook his arm again.

Nodding slightly, Bai Wuchang lowered his eyebrows and muttered: "Actually, this kind of thing is just the way of reconciling yin and yang, and no one needs to teach it." ”

It's really troublesome, at a critical juncture, he still sells off!

Seeing Yan Xiaomei's puzzled eyes, Bai Wuchang frowned: "Yin and Yang are in harmony, don't you understand?"

"Understood, how do you tune?"

Oh my God, it's hard to open your mouth with a little girl.

"Into the cave room, will you?"

"I know that first worship heaven and earth, and then enter the cave room. But how, exactly?"

She asked, innocent.

Instead, he blushed Bai Wuchang, mustered up his courage, and replied to her loudly: "Picked him up, slept with him, understand?"

The answer echoed in the valley, as if someone had been reminding Yan Xiaomei in his ear, only in this way could the little brother be saved.

Although I don't know much about the cave house, I always know that it is a shameful thing.

Yan Xiaomei bit her lip and lowered her head tightly, her little face redder than a bonfire.

Just now, he was clamoring to save his little brother, but at this time he fell silent.

Looking down at her hugging her body, Bai Wuchang sighed: "You can also not save it, maybe, there can be a miracle." ”

How dare you believe in miracles, how can you not save your little brother?

Peeking in, the little brother was still lying there quietly, covered in frost.

made up his mind, Yan Xiaomei's voice was lighter than the wind: "Uncle, you ...... Get out of the way, don't call you, don't come. ”