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Zi Baifeng finally figured it out, what did he think was wrong just now, it wasn't Zijian's finger that knocked out his memory, but from just now, this memory struggled to come out, to tell Zi Baifeng, to let Zi Baifeng be vigilant.

Just now the old man talked about monsters - immortals will kill demons!

Uncle Bluestone——

Taking a deep breath and hiding the thoughts in his heart, Zi Baifeng looked at his father again.

"Dad, don't worry, I know it. "Zibai wind channel.

Zijian shook his head, but he didn't know how to say it.

"That'...... Father...... I'm going to go out of the ......" Zi Baifeng quietly glanced at his father's expression, and saw that his father had no intention of objecting, so he quickly ran away.

He would rather face the flying sword of the non-mako than the disappointed and worried look of his father.

It is said that everyone has two selves in their hearts, and when they encounter something they don't want to face, one of them retreats, while the other one stands up strongly.

And now, in Zi Baifeng's heart, there is such a retreat and topping,

However, if he really stood on the opposite side of the immortals, what would happen to his father, aunt, and little stone? What would happen to the villagers?

If there is only one non-intermediate, maybe it will be simpler, but behind the non-intermediate, there must be a sect of masters, at least the old Taoist priest is not easy to deal with.

While pondering and moving forward, he suddenly looked up, only to find that he unconsciously walked to the side of the big bluestone again.

Zi Baifeng took a step forward, gently stroked the rough surface of the bluestone, and asked, "Uncle Qingshi, why didn't you tell me that you were the big bluestone on the bank of the Yanghe River?"

"You...... Remember?" said Aoishi's handwriting, which seemed a little messy and hesitant.

"Yes, I finally remembered. But Uncle Qingshi, why are you here?" The only thing Zi Baifeng didn't understand was this.

"You look up and come up with your palm. ”

Zi Baifeng looked up and saw that above the top of his head, the stone patterns were twisted, and there was a faint pattern similar to a fish's tail.

Zi Baifeng stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to hold the fishtail, and then closed his eyes.

At that moment, the Taoist priest cut off the tail of the silverfish with a sword, and pierced the silverfish with another sword.

The fishtail fell from the sky with the demonic energy from the sky, smashed into the water, sank into the water with a puddle of blood, and landed on the bluestone.

The fishtail seemed to be unwilling to die, and it seemed to be relieved of nothing, it swayed hard, and actually got into the bluestone, and then swam, pushing the boulder up the river in the water, and swelled up in the monstrous water.

When it reached the top of the waves, the fishtail jumped hard.

Legend has it that the fish turned into a dragon when it jumped over the dragon gate, and now this fish only has a fish tail, and it can't turn into a dragon, but it really ascends to the sky.

The fishtail swayed wildly, like a propeller, just flying straight to the shang, the more the fishtail flew, the smaller the fishtail, the harder it swayed, the demonic energy in the fishtail poured out wildly, pushing the bluestone, like a meteor going upstream, flying straight out of the sky, above the nine heavens, turned into a star.

This flight is two years.

Until one day, the bluestone that turned into a star finally found its destination, and it fell from the sky on a stormy night, accompanied by a loud bang, and landed on the Bird and Mouse Mountain.

Silverfish ......

The image of the silverfish that has been blurred in the memory has gradually become clearer, even if it is dead, the silverfish has not forgotten itself, it sent Uncle Qingshi to his side, protected himself, and accompanied himself.

Zi Baifeng clenched his fists and released them again.

"Uncle Qingshi, you're now in the middle of the fourth order. "Zibai wind channel.

"I'm in the late stage of enlightenment. "Qingshi Dao, these days Zi Baifeng preaches every day, what he talks about is many times richer than the poetry and books he read at the beginning of the time, and Qingshi's mind is gradually opened, and he is about to break through this level.

"Then the original silverfish ......"

"The silverfish has awakened the natal spell, and it should be the late stage of the fifth layer of moisturizing the body. Qingshi said, "But the silverfish is different from me, the silverfish is a natural spiritual creature, and it is inherently several times stronger than me." ”

In this way, the silverfish that was several times stronger than Uncle Qingshi and had a higher level than Uncle Qingshi all suffered a big loss in the hands of the Taoist priest of Bird and Mouse Mountain, and then thought of the dazzling sword of Fei Jizi, Zi Baifeng was even more entangled.

It seems that there are two more Zi Baifeng entangled in his heart, one is Bizi Baifeng, he has hatred, anger, and unspeakable desire to kill in his heart, not at all like a literati with a pure heart and few desires, but like a person who has been humiliated and damaged. But there is also this son Bai Feng, who has calmness and thinking in his heart, and a bystander's clear understanding that a momentary anger will not solve any problem, but will complicate it.

Bizi Baifeng began to carefully think about Luo Qianshan's assassination plan, thinking about the feasibility of this plan, and thinking about what to do after assassinating Fei Mazi......

But this son Bai Feng is thinking about another question - there is a debtor who is wronged, and Fei Jian Zi is not an old man, is he guilty? Assassination is not really the method that should be used, and after the assassination, the contradiction has really intensified, how to deal with it next?

Before he could come up with a reason, he suddenly heard a strange noise behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a little white shadow hurriedly hiding.

"Don't hide, I see you, come out. Zibai said, and the white shadow quietly poked its head out from behind a stone.

The white fox, the white fox that escaped.

It still escaped back.

Its pointed ears twitched, and it had several shocking scars on its chest and abdomen, which had been scratched by the three-clawed eagle, and still vaguely smelled of blood.

"Don't be afraid, come here. Zi Baifeng squatted down and beckoned, "Come here, I won't hurt you." ”

The white fox walked over hesitantly, Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and gently touched its head, the white fox squinted his eyes and rubbed it on the palm of Zi Baifeng's hand.

Zi Baifeng carefully picked it up, it struggled for a moment, and shrunk its head into Zi Baifeng's arms.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you to take care of your wounds. ”

Zi Baifeng quietly went down the mountain with the little fox in his arms, he didn't dare to go home, for fear of being told by his father, he looked left and right, and simply went to Yan Laowu's house.

Yan Lao Wu was preparing to enter the mountain in the courtyard, and when he saw him, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Where did you catch the little fox? This fox's skin is injured, it is not worth a few dollars, and the fox meat is not delicious." ”

As soon as he heard that Yan Lao Wu was going to eat it, the fox kicked his feet desperately, trying to escape, Zi Baifeng had to hug it tightly and said, "I don't want to eat it, but I want to bandage its wounds." ”

Yan Lao Wu glanced at Zi Baifeng a few times, and Zi Baifeng was a little weak-hearted, could this old man also know that he would raise monsters.

However, Yan Lao Wu didn't say anything, went into the house and took some wound medicine, squatted down, and helped the white fox to clean the wound carefully.

The wound on the white fox's body has suppurated in some places, Yan Lao Wu cut it off with a knife, and then applied medicine, wrapped it in a bandage, the white fox was lying on his stomach in Zi Baifeng's arms, his four claws tightly kicked Zi Baifeng's clothes, and his body trembled from time to time, obviously the wound hurt badly, but it knew that this was helping it heal, but it did not struggle.

"Alright. Yan Lao Wu tied the bandage tightly and gently patted the little white fox's head: "This little guy is good." ”

"Yes, very well-behaved. Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand, picked up the trick of raising demons, and wrote a few words "healing" on the little fox's body, but I hope it will work.

"Go ahead. Zi Baifeng put the white fox down and patted it gently, "Be honest these days, don't get wet." ”

The white fox glanced back, barked softly a few times, and then ran away with his tail and a smoke.

"Bai Feng, sometimes, I don't spend time with these creatures. Yan Lao Wu looked at the back of the white fox and gently woke up Zi Baifeng.

"I'm awake. Zi Baifeng nodded, he knew that the old man must have discovered something.

"Old man, can you give me some snake medicine just now?" When the old man took out the medicine powder to help the little fox apply the medicine just now, Zi Baifeng saw a bottle inside, on which an ugly little snake was drawn. It seems that Yan Lao Wu can't write snake characters, and he is afraid of making a mistake, so he marked it with a drawing.

"What do you want snake medicine for?" the old man was stunned for a moment, "Who was bitten by the snake?"

"No, just keep some in reserve. Zi Baifeng didn't dare to tell the truth.

The old man glanced at Zi Baifeng suspiciously, but still gave him some, told him how to use it, and then saw him leave.

Leaving Yan Lao Wu's house, Zi Baifeng wiped a handful of sweat again, since his father woke him up, he was suspicious and suspicious, for fear that someone would jump out and say that he would raise monsters.

The only thing that Zi Baifeng is fortunate about is that the culture of this world is similar to that of the previous life, and it is different from those foreigners in Europe and the United States, and it is full of awe of extraordinary strength, rather than rejection and suspicion.

If you think about it carefully, in the legends of ancient China, all kinds of strange people and strange things emerge in an endless stream, and many of them are guests of dignitaries. Since ancient times, the Chinese have shown a strange tolerance.

At night, Zi Baifeng was awakened by the sound of knocking from the window, and he quickly turned his head to look.

The pillar was going to bring a few puppies home, but Xiaoshi didn't want to live or die, so the thin legs were still here at Zibaifeng at night, and when he heard the sound, he immediately jumped up, and his mouth made a whining sound.

As soon as he heard this voice, Zi Baifeng knew that it must be the little fox who came.

When he opened the window, he saw the little fox standing up, patting the window lattice with his front paws, last time Zi Baifeng said not to forget to knock on the door next time he came, this little fox really didn't forget.

Seeing Zi Baifeng, the little fox opened his mouth to put down the "Legend of the White Snake" in his mouth, and Zi Baifeng smiled: "I'll help you take this book." ”

The white fox shook his head, turned around and called out twice behind him.

In the night, the sound of Suosuo sounded, Zi Baifeng looked at it through the moonlight, a snake with two fingers thick and a green body swam from a distance, hesitated in the distance, and did not dare to come.

Not far away, Tyuki shook its head restlessly and made a low jet sound, apparently afraid of the snake.

"Is it your friend?" Zi Baifeng was stunned for a moment, he recognized that this was a bamboo leaf green, the toxin of bamboo leaf green is mainly for small animals, and the amount of detoxification is very small, so it is not easy to die after biting, but this does not mean that it is not very toxic. Zi Baifeng hesitated, but still stretched out his hand.

The white fox shouted twice to Zhu Ye Qinghu, and the green snake shook on the ground, then suddenly bounced up, wrapped around Zi Baifeng's arm, and swam along Zi Baifeng's arm to his shoulder.

The cold scales of the bamboo leaves gave Zi Baifeng goosebumps, and he resisted the urge to throw the green snake out of his hand and waited quietly.